Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 338: Master of the Dark Arts
? Boom...
Smoke was ejected from the muzzle of the flintlock gun, and a headless evil spirit wearing a priest's uniform appeared behind Du Wei.
The bullet missed Freddy.
To be precise, Du Wei didn't shoot at it at all, but feigned a shot.
But even so, Freddy was so scared that he immediately hid in the fog.
Looking at this scene, Du Wei couldn't help saying: "Look, although you chose to run away, in fact, when I didn't chase you, you chose to turn around again."
"This is because my location is Elm Street."
In the fog, a cold and hideous voice sounded: "You will die, I will definitely kill you..."
Du Wei suddenly smiled: "You are threatening me, but this just proves your guilty conscience."
His laughter made Freddy, who was hiding in the dark, tremble.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
"I want to move you a house..."
After saying this, Du Wei didn't care about Freddy anymore, and walked towards the remaining buildings around him.
Actually, he wasn't sure whether this was Elm Street or not.
Most likely, another dream.
But Freddy's performance confirmed Du Wei's thoughts.
As long as you can communicate, you can use words to induce the other party to say what you want. Whether it is true or false is meaningless, because both reveal the essence of the matter.
Things that can communicate are much simpler than evil spirits.
Just like what Du Wei said before when dealing with hunters, dealing with evil spirits may be troublesome, but dealing with people is ridiculously easy.
In his view, Freddy is just a "person" with terrible abilities, or a special hunter.
This moment.
Freddy was completely anxious, and the further Du Wei walked into the ruins, the more violent his performance became.
From time to time, he attacked Du Wei in the fog.
But in the eyes of Du Wei, it is a direct proof that he is close to the goal.
Without the blessing of fear, Freddy's threat to Du Wei is pitifully small.
These existences related to fear and nightmares are very misunderstood to others.
But for Du Wei, it was completely useless.
He is the natural nemesis of such beings.
The only one who can break this rule is Mary Xiao who almost turned into a demon before.
But it was sliced into pieces by the evil spirit Du Wei with a sharp knife.
……
Hoo...
A gust of wind blew away the dust on the ground.
Du Wei coughed, and his gaze paused.
This is the deepest part of Elm Street, an open-air square, opposite the buildings in the slums.
It is only separated by a wall, but there is a huge difference, dividing the boundary between rich and poor.
And in the square, there is a brand new piano parked.
Age and fire have done nothing to it.
"The original Ryan Hammel is playing music here."
"And the building in the slums opposite, is Freddy and your mother living there?"
As Du Wei said so, he walked to the piano on his own.
Pulled out the seat and sat on it directly.
During this process, Freddy seemed to disappear, and he was so quiet that he never appeared again.
"Let's get started..."
Du Wei put his hands on the keys and made a melodious tone.
But he is not going to play that lullaby, but to mark the piano.
To his surprise...
tag did not succeed.
"Strange..."
Du Wei frowned. The ability to mark was very buggy. So far, the only things not affected by this ability are antique clocks. Other than that, even buses cannot be avoided.
But this piano...
Suddenly...
Du Wei snorted, leaned forward involuntarily, and immediately pressed his hands on the keys, the tone was extremely harsh.
But he didn't care about these anymore.
Because at this moment, there was a strong and sharp buzzing sound in his ears, the beating frequency of his heart also accelerated crazily, and his blood pressure rose.
Pain...
His head was swollen and painful.
There is even a strong desire to vomit.
This is an instinctive physiological reaction that cannot be suppressed by will.
"What's going on?"
Du Wei gritted his teeth and said something, then covered his head and hummed.
As he endured the pain, the pattern of the pointer on his demonized right hand also became hot, causing a sharp pain.
Crack...
Du Wei fell directly from the chair to the ground, covered his head, gritted his teeth and tried to stand up.
The black umbrella fell aside.
The mask also fell off the face...
It can be seen that his face has become extremely pale, and his expression is ferocious. Even in the evil spirit transformation, the pain for no reason drives him to go crazy.
All the bones in his body seemed to be broken bit by bit.
According to the past, when this happens, you will see the death screen in the future.
But this time, there was nothing.
There is only unbearable pain.
Du Wei clenched his fist and slammed it **** the ground, one after another, and blood dripped after a while.
In the mist...
Freddy's figure quietly appeared, and it quietly walked in front of Du Wei.
The black umbrella opened automatically, but the rotten head was staring at Du Wei...
But the pair of eyes on the mask were empty, but slowly flashing red light.
The black shadow came out of the mask, holding a sharp knife, and walked towards Du Wei without hesitation.
It is faster than anyone else...
Du Wei has always relied on the means of survival, but when he has problems, they all turn against each other.
There is no so-called goodwill in evil spirits.
"What on earth do you want to do!"
Du Wei's voice was gloomy, his left hand was propped on the ground, and his **** right hand was stuffed into his pocket with great effort.
He was referring to antique clocks.
For a long time, Du Wei has never let down his vigilance against antique clocks and watches. He knows the mystery and horror of this thing, and if it breaks out, it may kill him.
But what I didn't expect was that it would choose this moment.
Hoo...
Du Wei raised his head abruptly, and the sharp knife stopped just in front of his forehead, and if he moved forward a centimeter, it would be able to pierce his head.
"I gave you this sharp knife, you want to use it to kill me?"
"Don't forget, you are the masked evil spirit made by me, you can't kill me."
The voice is extremely depressing and deep...
The black shadow hesitated for a moment, stood up to Du Wei and stretched out his hand.
Du Wei heaved a sigh of relief, and stretched out his right hand from his pocket. The Joker card was in his hand, and the entire card surface was stained with blood.
Then, he stood up and sneered at Freddy and the black umbrella: "Come... I'll give you a chance to kill me."
Even though the pain didn't dissipate, but became more intense, his performance was no different from before, but his breath became very fierce.
Freddy grinned grimly and said, "You can't fool me."
Du Wei took out his flintlock gun and pulled the trigger on the head in the black umbrella.
After a bang gunshot, the head was directly blown off, and a big hole was broken in the surface of the black umbrella, which fell to the ground.
Du Wei knew that it was not dead, but he no longer paid attention to it, but stared at Freddy with indifferent eyes.
Silence.
But Freddy hesitated, his eyes wavering.
It behaved really and unquestionably~IndoMTL.com~ Du Wei looked at this scene, and didn't care about the mask on the ground, but took out the bullets and the loader from the backpack on his own.
He didn't seem to care at all if Freddy was going to lay his hands on him now.
In fact, Freddy really wanted to do something, but the feeling Du Wei gave him before was too insidious, so he couldn't make up his mind.
And at this moment.
Du Wei's body was insignificantly paused for a moment, and then he stood up again as if nothing had happened.
Although his eyes were still on Freddy, if he looked carefully, he could find a trace of bewilderment.
The death screen appeared...
But it is completely different from the previous process.
He saw that he was sitting in front of the piano, played the lullaby, and successfully marked the piano.
Immediately afterwards, the vision was blurred for a while, and the picture directly shifted to the city of Marthas.
An extremely absurd scene appeared in front of Du Wei.
He saw a huge pit in the deepest part of Marthas City, and under the pit, there were pairs of bloodshot eyes. The owners of those eyes had no entity, only a vague Shadow silhouette.
A piano stands beside the pothole.
Du Wei was sitting on a chair, playing the piano with both hands...
However, his posture was indescribably elegant, and his demeanor was so cold that it was outrageous.
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