Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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When night falls.

Starlight and moonlight shone on the earth, and Wukey Town ushered in the night.

for the prisoners here.

The end of life is coming.

No one is innocent.

They were escorted by guards, and everything was brought to the deepest part of the prison.

On the edge of the deep ditch, guards escorted them.

In Du Wei's eyes, there was no warmth, no kindness, no intolerance, only uncomfortable cold-bloodedness and coldness.

Sympathy for the same kind is human instinct.

Hatred of the same kind is also instinctive.

He was waiting for Carlos, waiting for the last moment.

after awhile.

Heavy footsteps sounded.

The middle-aged man who was loyal to Du Wei, Count Carlos walked over slowly with a wooden door on his back.

"Master, the door has been made."

"Carlos never disappoints you."

Carlos' voice was very calm.

Du Wei turned his head and saw that the wooden door was bound by chains and wrapped around Carlos' body.

The whole wooden door exudes a strange atmosphere.

It is exactly the same shape as the gate of hell placed at the other end of the deep ditch.

wrong……

It shouldn't be the same.

It should be said to be a replica of the other door, and all the lines are opposite, like a mirror, reflecting the two doors.

This is an imitation, and it is also a counter-engraving version.

Du Wei ordered indifferently: "Start implementing the plan."

Carlos lowered his head and shouted in a complicated tone: "Obey! My great master!"

Say it.

With the imitation wooden door on his back, he jumped into the deep ditch underground.

His legs sank into the mud under the weight.

Carlos didn't care, and walked towards the other end of the deep ditch step by step without hesitation.

During this process, the other door facing away from him gradually exuded a gloomy and cold aura.

The gates of hell tremble.

It seems to have self-awareness.

Everyone, including Du Wei, heard extremely mournful wailing.

It was a human voice.

There are men and women, old and young.

From the voice, Du Wei could hear such negative emotions as resentment, resentment, anger, and pain.

And from the gate of hell, black mist also overflowed.

The mist was like a living thing. Once it appeared, it began to spread from the bottom of the deep ditch, getting thicker and thicker, and covered the other end of the deep ditch with fangs and claws.

Carlos is carrying the engraved door on his back.

Every step he takes now is under terrible pressure.

But fortunately, Carlos is not an ordinary person. He is a hunter, extremely powerful. If we want to make a comparison, he is probably much stronger than Minette at his peak.

Carlos gritted his teeth.

Blood was overflowing from his mouth, and he almost exhausted all his strength before he finally reached the other end of the deep pit.

boom……

The reproduced gate of hell smashed to the ground.

Mud splattered.

An extremely terrifying, oppressive feeling that froze the air, a strange feeling that could not be described in words directly filled every inch of the air.

The wailing became louder.

The prisoners had begun to break down.

They were begging, as if they had a premonition of something, and tried all means to get out of this ghostly place.

but……

No one shows them mercy.

Du Wei's focus was not on the prisoners.

He kept observing everything that happened around him.

When Carlos placed the other door at the other end of the ditch, the two doors were literally opposed to each other.

The main thing is.

The black mist spreading in the deep ditch unexpectedly stopped.

Only takes up half of it.

Carlos climbed up from the ditch.

He respectfully said to Du Wei: "Master,

The sacrifice can begin. "

Du Wei nodded without saying a word.

His eyes only looked down.

Carlos' eyes were a bit complicated, and he wanted to say something, but the prisoners next to him kept crying and begging, which made his face suddenly darken.

"All you prisoners, shut up for me."

"No one will show mercy to you, because you have committed a heinous crime. Each of you has committed a murder, and you are only worthy of being a sacrifice."

After all, Carlos waved his hand and said to the guards, "Start the blood sacrifice."

The guards all looked fierce.

They wielded their knives and stabbed them into the chests of those mortals, and when they pulled them out, they directly pushed the prisoners into the deep ditch.

It's like making dumplings.

Prisoners were pushed down one by one.

It can be said to be extremely cruel.

The prisoners fell into the deep ditch and were covered by the mist. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the outlines of human faces were hidden in the mist.

Grim and terrifying.

The mist seemed to be stimulated, and the spread that had already stopped continued.

When the black mist completely filled the deep ditch.

Between the two doors, the black mist was used as a bridge to connect them together.

hum...

There was a sound of shaking, and the ground under his feet trembled.

The black mist surged like ocean waves.

Carlos said from the side: "The connection between the two doors has been opened, and the door you asked me to make is no different from the real door to hell."

Du Wei looked at him and said, "But you can tell the truth from the fake."

Carlos replied: "Yes master, you only let me make it, you want to use it to summon lock ghosts and what you want, but you didn't say what to do with me."

"I think that's what you left blank for me."

"You can always count on my loyalty to you."

Obviously, Carlos already knew his end.

But Du Wei said coldly: "I don't care about these, just do what you should do."

Carlos said in a complex tone: "I have heard your words countless times, and you will answer me like this every time, but I will still ask you."

Meaning, he has experienced what has happened countless times.

Just like a cycle.

Du Wei was not surprised, he said directly: "Ask me what?"

Carlos asked, "Will I see you next time?"

Du Wei didn't answer, but said: "This is a non-stop cycle."

Carlos said: "Yes, every time the door is finished, I think of the countless previous cycles. I tried to struggle, but I was still deep in it."

"Every time I tell you this, it can't change the final result."

"So I'm already numb, but loyalty made me say these words. I don't know if I can help you, because for you, my power has no effect at all."

"Nobody can help you."

"You're not going to answer my question either, because that seems pointless."

Hear here.

Du Wei was silent for a while, then patted Carlos on the shoulder and said, "I abandoned a lot of important things, because I can only keep running forward and never stop."

"Your loyalty is nothing to me, I don't care."

"You should know what I mean, I am not the master you know."

Carlos said nothing.

He looked at the guards. The guards all lost themselves, stabbed their hearts with knives, and then jumped into the deep ditch.

Carlos is a loyal subordinate, but he is not a good person.

Immediately afterwards, he jumped into it.

The black mist covered him, and even Du Wei couldn't see through the scene below.

In the mist, Carlos bent down, put his right hand on his chest, and performed a noble etiquette.

"I pledge my allegiance to you."

in a blink.

The black mist trembled and turned blood-colored in the blink of an eye.

There was blood gushing continuously, and the entire deep ditch quickly turned into a pool of blood.

The silhouette of the two gates of hell at the bottom of the pool of blood.

gurgling...

From the bloody water, a ship gradually emerged.

Du Wei saw Alex standing at the bow of the boat, followed by the lock ghost.

Alex, with silver hair, stretched out his hand to himself, and there was a pattern of pointers spinning on the back of his right hand.