Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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There is not a lot of information about Solomon's seventy-two pillar demon gods.

But Du Wei was relieved.

The masked man killed many demon gods.

And the devil is a conceptual existence.

It shows that resistance is useful, and someone is already walking this path.

An idea popped up in Du Wei's mind.

He said: "Among the existences I know, perhaps the only one who can do this is the maker of the mask."

Both Mercer and father-in-law Lawrence have spoken about the Maskmaker.

First, he's been around for a long time.

Because the Vanity Sect was born after the appearance of the evil spirit, the maker of the mask also appeared at that time, and in the following thousands of years, the last time he appeared was five hundred years ago.

He went to the Wittbach family, left behind the prophecy, and also asked the Wittbach family to guard the things he left under the ground of Massas City.

To judge a person's strength, we must start from many aspects.

Strength is composed of strength and wisdom, experience, and ability.

Refer to Matthew, this old man who has lived for more than two hundred years is the most powerful hunter Du Wei has encountered so far.

Even if he used the posture of the evil spirit Du Wei to face him, the chances of winning were not great.

Although there is a reason why the evil spirit Du Wei has been in a weak period.

But it can also prove Matthew's strength from the side.

After all, one beats ten.

Although he was beaten badly, he was still alive and well.

And the maker of the mask is even more terrifying. He has lived for thousands of years, and at the peak of the Vanity Sect, there is nothing he can do about him, and he has been suppressed all the time.

"What kind of person can be so strong."

"Or, is he still human?"

Du Wei pondered for a while, then took out the mask from his clothes.

He looked at the white mask, and rubbed his palm against the cold surface, feeling somewhat complicated in his heart.

"But Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demon gods still exist."

"He didn't end it all."

"So he still failed."

Speaking of which.

Du Wei frowned suddenly: "The shadow..."

Immediately.

The black figure came out from his shadow, with a big red balloon tied around his neck, but the silhouette of Pennywise the clown inside had disappeared long ago.

It seems that this scene is very funny.

But Du Wei stared at the shadow.

"I suddenly thought of something."

The black shadow stared blankly at its master with bloodshot eyes.

"This is not reality."

"Let's just pretend it's really a certain period of time in the past, let's just pretend that I traveled through it again..."

"So I now have a bold idea."

The black shadow tilted its head, with its IQ comparable to an idiot, it really didn't understand what its master wanted to do.

But next.

Du Wei gave the answer.

He said: "As far as I know, the appearance of demon gods is a product of primitive belief, fear, and the unknown."

"I thought before that if I could become a demon god, then I might be able to kill them in a real sense."

"However, there are too many uncertain factors in reality, which are simply uncontrollable."

"And by doing that, a lot of people are bound to die."

"I didn't like getting to that point."

"But now, I seem to have all the prerequisites to realize this idea."

In fact, it is exactly that.

Du Wei may have traveled to the past, or he may have come to a strange space.

There are many hunters here.

This is the peak period of the church.

Likewise, here is Vader Cult...

Du Wei looked at the black shadow and the red balloon, and the strangeness in his eyes became more intense: "I am Du Wei, neither my body nor my will can turn me into a demon god."

"But it doesn't matter, I have another identity."

"I want to make a god."

The moment the voice landed.

Du Wei put the mask on his face.

He closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and his broken hair covered the front edge of the mask.

An extremely cold breath emanated from him, directly filling the entire room.

After opening your eyes.

It was full of darkness.

On the back of the right hand emerged the pattern of a mask.

The evil spirit Du Wei glanced down at his right hand, and said indifferently, "No... I don't need to make gods, because that's really ridiculous."

in front of it.

The black shadow kept trembling, and it immediately took a step back, as if it couldn't bear the extreme oppression.

The evil spirit Du Wei looked at the black shadow, with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes: "You stabbed me twice before, and I haven't settled the debt with you yet."

"You should be thankful."

"Because you've lived till now."

As he spoke, Du Wei, the evil spirit, snapped his fingers.

From the stack of documents, many papers flew out immediately.

The road map of London is drawn on the paper, and some places marked with red circles are the scope of activities of Vader Cult.

"Go ahead and let the Vaders know that their god has come to the Victorian era."

"They should call my name and give me their all."

"And all I want is their fear."

The evil spirit Du Wei said this to the black shadow, and at the same time pointed to his right eye, moved it away, and tapped on the red balloon.

Even weirder things happened.

Inside the red balloon that was originally Pennywise's body, the outline of an eye emerged.

Although vague.

But it gives people a sense of sight like a living thing, and people can't help but feel fear when they look at it.

It was as if that eye was some kind of terrifying existence.

at this moment.

The idiot-like black shadow nodded in fright.

It is really too afraid of Du Wei, the evil spirit.

After that, it immediately merged into the shadows and completely disappeared.

And the evil spirit Du Wei did all of this.

It took off its mask, held it casually, and walked towards the door with graceful steps.

Someone outside has noticed the anomaly here.

Footsteps came from far and near.

The evil spirit Du Wei showed a sarcastic smile, and said in a low voice, "Duke? My name is Du Wei."

"I don't need the so-called past life."

"I don't care about this so-called past."

"Even if that's true, the Duke can only be me, not I am the Duke."

Follow it to the door.

The wooden door opened automatically, as if pushed by a pair of invisible hands.

The evil spirit Du Wei walked out.

In the corridor, Corin Daokui and a dozen or so hunters showed panic, but when they saw the evil spirit Du Wei, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Excellency, just now we felt that there seems to be an extremely terrifying existence on your side, which has surpassed the demon spirit."

"Did something happen?"

"And... what's wrong with your eyes?"

"Your temperament is completely different from before."

"You...you..."

The evil spirit Du Wei looked at them and said in an elegant tone, "I can see doubt and fear in your eyes."

"But it doesn't make any sense."

"You just need to remember one thing."

"That's keeping quiet..."