Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

One second before that darkness covered everything.

The surrounding scene was as clear as an instant.

Du Wei saw it.

The figure of "Lian Hamel" who was being besieged was distorted, as if he had taken off his coat, revealing a distressed face.

It was Gascoigne.

The opponent's state is very miserable.

His whole body was covered in blood, and there were four wounds on his chest, which kept bleeding out.

It was poked out by dark shadows.

Not only that.

Beside, there was one more person.

The man had silver hair and a mask, exactly the same as the corpse manipulated by Ryan Hamel the first time he saw it.

Moreover, the other party also besieged Gascoigne together.

It is equivalent to, invisibly, Gascoigne hits three.

in a blink.

The rapidly spreading darkness enveloped everything.

Du Wei, the seriously injured Gascoigne, Brand, and the corpse were all the same.

at this moment.

Only the last syllable of the funeral march came to an end.

But another song with a strong appeal has just begun.

Du Wei only felt that he had lost his sense of space, and his vision, touch, and hearing were all affected.

Then it really disappeared.

...

This moment.

On the far side, the headquarters of the Church of the Evening Bells in Switzerland.

The daily life of hunters is going on.

Today's Twilight Bell Church, no longer collectively vomits and diarrhea than before, and can only hang on the water to survive.

They regained their combat effectiveness.

As a result, many people went out to deal with the evil spirits, and there were very few people left in the headquarters.

certainly.

James didn't go out.

As an undercover agent of the church, he always kept his purpose in mind.

That is to investigate the information of Muzhong Church, and wait for the day when the church and Muzhong merge to complete their mission.

only.

He may not have thought that most of the people in the entire Twilight Bell Church are actually undercover agents.

Everyone has the same ideas as him, but they belong to different forces.

"Oh, when will such a day be the end?"

"Fuck! I can't help cursing, Ryan, you are such a bastard, I only have one arm left, but when you beat me before the fuck, you dislocated me, really..."

"I……"

At this time, James was staying in the backyard inside the Evening Bell Church, sitting on the steps, his only remaining hand was put in a plaster cast and hung on his chest with a bandage.

He was downcast.

The whole person is not well.

During this period of time in the Twilight Bell Church, life was really worse than death, comparable to hell on earth. The new 81 Chinese website is the fastest updated computer terminal: www.@x81zw@@

If it weren't for James' firm will, he would have been unable to bear it long ago and chose to defect.

And beside him.

Ryan, who usually looked arrogant, seemed exceptionally quiet.

This made James feel uncomfortable.

He frowned and asked, "Ren,

Why don't you talk anymore? Although I scolded you just now, I am not angry with you anymore. After all, during the period when I was vomiting and diarrhea, you fed me food and water every day, and I will remember your help to me. "

But.

Ryan still didn't speak.

He looked down at his hands, his eyes became cold for a while, and blank for a while.

Seeing this, James moved his butt subconsciously.

"Aren't you going crazy again?"

"Lane? Baron Ryan?"

A Baron.

Immediately, the coldness in Ryan's eyes dissipated, replaced by an unconcealable smug look.

He immediately raised his head high.

He said very disdainfully: "Slave James, who gave you the qualification to call me by my first name, you should call me Your Excellency the Baron."

James said speechlessly: "Okay, Your Excellency the Baron, what were you thinking just now? Why do I feel that you are a bit weird."

hear this.

Ryan tilted his head blankly: "What, was I thinking about something just now? Why didn't I know?"

James said speechlessly: "How do I know what you're thinking, I just told you that, well, I won't bask in the sun with you here anymore, I'm going to eat."

Ryan snorted coldly: "Dinner? What kind of meal? This entire Twilight Psychiatric Hospital is my territory, Baron Ryan. Every meal you eat is spent on my money. I declare that everyone today Can't eat."

"You people, won't you save me money?"

"I haven't eaten for three days, am I still in good health?"

James didn't care about Ryan.

Sometimes he was too lazy to deal with this mental illness, and just got up and left.

But Ryan felt that the majesty of his nobility had been desecrated.

When he was about to sneak attack on James and teach him how to behave, his eyes became blank again.

The body also froze.

James didn't see this scene, he walked away quickly.

In the entire backyard, only Ryan was left standing in the sun.

He covered his head and said with a painful expression: "Damn, I really want to hear a voice. Damn, it's that idiot calling my name."

"It's still wrong to shout."

"Go back? Where are you going back? I'm not going anywhere, I'll just stay in Muzhong, this is the territory that the director personally confided to me."

"Fuck you, what shit Ryan Hammel, what does this have to do with me, Baron Ryan?"

"What did you say? I am your evil spirit ability? You kicked me out? Let me become your backhand?"

"Hehe, I, Baron Ryan, are so awesome. Is it your ability? You are pretending to be aggressive with me!"

"I also said that you are my ability!"

The more Ryan said, the more he felt that the pain in his consciousness eased a lot.

Can't help it.

He suddenly realized: "I understand, you are fucking harassing me with words, just wait, you're done, I'm going to call the director in my dream now, I want to report you."

"How dare you pretend to be tough on Baron Lane with me."

"It just so happens that I want to build Muzhong Psychiatric Hospital recently. I asked the director to harvest your organs and sell them for money to support me."

...

profound.

It's pitch black and the space is very closed.

The restrictions can be clearly felt all around.

It seems to be in a long and narrow space.

Du Wei only felt that only one second had passed, but when he came back to his senses, he appeared in this long and narrow space.

The body is restricted.

Can't move at all.

"I'm in a sarcophagus?"

Du Wei's voice sounded in the darkness. He reached out and touched the surrounding barriers, and felt the cold and damp water vapor.

and.

Thick malice continued to erode along the position where the palms touched.

Du Wei immediately withdrew his hand.

The black shadow is now possessing him, but the will in his mind seems to be experiencing indescribable pain.

"This sarcophagus, wants to swallow me? Is it a sacrifice?"

"Lian Hamel, is this the backhand you arranged for the resurrection?"

Du Wei's tone was a bit complicated.

He found that even though he valued this opponent, he still underestimated him a bit.

What happened outside just now gave Du Wei a bright feeling.

He thought that Ryan Hamel, who was hiding in the dark, was actually just a corpse, or a demon wearing a mask, who was only manipulated by the other party.

The one in the sarcophagus should be the real body.

Only now, the one locked in the sarcophagus became himself.