Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 494: I feel like I’m dying

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It is impossible for Du Wei to see the mutation of the antique clock.

Every time that hand appeared, it deliberately avoided him.

And at this moment.

He's not doing well.

At the altar.

The golden balance is moving back up.

The pain caused by antique clocks and watches has not diminished in the slightest.

It seems to be getting out of hand.

Du Wei supported the ground with one hand and grabbed his hair with the other, blood kept oozing from his mouth.

The state of the whole person is extremely miserable.

But even in this situation, the idea of ​​giving up resistance and leaving here never came to his mind.

As long as you leave the golden balance and don't come into contact with this thing, the antique clock will return to its previous state, and it is impossible to kill him.

However.

Du Wei didn't want to leave.

He raised his head vigorously, staring coldly at the golden balance with his bloodshot eyes.

The tone is even colder to the extreme: "Why are you unwilling to choose me? Is it because you are afraid of Lamer's Bell, or is it because your goal is only the evil spirit Du Wei?"

"If it is the former, I don't think this is true."

"Because the seventy-two demon gods of Solomon who are eyeing me have Valaka besides Lamer's Bell."

"So, the latter?"

One end of the scale pauses.

Du Wei narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer, "If that's the case, it's as you wish."

The next second.

Du Wei closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, his eyes had become pitch black.

The aura on his body was also extremely cold.

"Who am I?"

He ignored the pain in his body and stood up directly.

At the same time, all the evil spirits on the altar lowered their heads.

The shadow stood silently behind him.

The envelope pierced by a sharp knife trembled with excitement.

A line of text emerged—[You are the king of evil spirits, you are the master of everything! 】

He turned his head and looked at the envelope, the shadow, and other evil spirits.

Among the evil spirits, a doll floated over tremblingly, it was Annabelle.

He looked at all this with undisguised indifference in his eyes.

Then he asked himself: "Du Wei? Or the evil spirit Du Wei?"

This seems to be a problem.

He thought for a while and gave himself an answer: "Different names represent different me, whether it is true or false, or does not exist."

"When I use a different name, I am different."

"So now, I am the evil spirit Du Wei."

It's over.

It gracefully walked up to the golden scale, and said in an inexplicable tone: "Come on, let me see how you copied me?"

The golden scale is unresponsive.

But an extremely terrifying aura enveloped the evil spirit Du Wei like a boning knife.

The evil spirit Du Wei smiled disdainfully.

"It's useless to me, if you can kill me, you don't need to wait until now."

"Let me think about it, why don't you kill me?"

"Is it because you can't, or because you can't?"

"I think there are both. You want to copy one of me and replace my existence to help you accomplish a certain purpose, but the other me uses the clown card and the replica to exchange identities."

"But I don't think it's useful, because I can make rules, there's no reason you can't."

Speaking, the evil spirit Du Wei turned his head and looked at the opposite side.

In the darkness, another one wearing a black priest uniform slowly emerged.

Everything owned by Du Wei, the evil spirit, has replicas.

Like a mirror, you can't tell who is real and who is fake.

As soon as the other party appeared, he said indifferently: "You will definitely die, and I will replace you and walk out from here."

Also, the golden balance is tilting towards the other side.

The evil spirit Du Wei smiled sarcastically: "Are you talking to me?"

Those evil spirits seemed to be affected, and slowly raised their heads, and the thick malice began to fall towards the evil spirit Du Wei.

"Do you want to die?"

The evil spirit Du Wei seemed to be asking.

Its tone is very flat, without any emotion.

But all of a sudden, those evil spirits who wanted to resist forcibly held back.

The replica's pupils shrank.

The immobilization ability activates.

Its IQ and ability this time are much higher than before.

The evil spirit Du Wei ignored this ability, and stretched out his right hand to hold it empty.

Boom...

The opponent directly exploded into pieces.

"Look, this is me you made, why do you think this is a copy of me?"

The evil spirit Du Wei asked the golden balance.

At the same time, it stepped forward, pointed to the golden balance and said, "Come on, make another one and let me see..."

It means that the balance at one end was stimulated, and it immediately rose to level off.

Some weird force is at work.

Three duplicates in a row appeared around.

But as soon as it appeared, it exploded into pieces.

The move of the evil spirit Du Wei is already very bold.

This can already be said to be provoking the golden balance.

There is no reason, this thing that represents Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demon gods has never really exploded.

The evil spirit Du Wei sneered and said: "Look, no matter how many copies you make, you can't be as strong as me, and you can't kill me now."

"What's affecting you? Lamer's Bell? Or Valaka?"

"Or, is it some demon **** related to me?"

"Of course, I don't think it's important, because I suddenly thought of a very interesting thing."

"Matthew fused something related to Solomon's Seventy-Two Pillars Demon God. The people of the Vanity Sect did the same thing, and I did a similar thing a long time ago."

"Also, I think you are not as good as Lamer's Bell."

Its voice carried an inexplicable chill.

…

The same moment.

When Du Wei, the evil spirit, finished his last sentence ~IndoMTL.com~ the antique clocks at home were still changing.

The pale arm kept moving the pointer and forcibly turning it.

Ka Ka Ka...

The sound of the needle turning has become noise.

The miniature balance pattern on the back of the hand is getting darker and darker. It was very light at first, but it gradually turned into pure black.

Like a brand.

This unknown existence seems to be helping the evil spirit Du Wei.

But this does not necessarily represent goodwill.

Because the pattern of the scale keeps deepening.

It is also one-way.

It can be understood that it has a deep connection with the evil spirit Du Wei, and even Du Wei. It seems to be stealing the power of Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demon gods in a completely incomprehensible way.

Suddenly.

When the balance pattern is completely branded.

The pale arm slowly retracted into the antique clock.

The pointer kept trembling, and the air in the whole room froze.

But at this moment, a vision suddenly came out from the nearby framing cabinet.

Annabelle appears in the framing cabinet.

The pointer stopped trembling and suddenly overlapped.

Wow...

The framing cabinet is broken.

…

The other side.

The evil spirits on the altar all disappeared.

The evil spirit Du Wei stood indifferently in the center of the altar. On the back of his right hand, a scale pattern appeared, but it was extremely dim.

"Simonli's golden balance..."

"I haven't fully assimilated yet, but in this way, I should be regarded as being targeted by another demon god?"

The evil spirit Du Wei suddenly coughed while covering his mouth.

Looking at the big pool of blood on the palm of its hand, its eyes are still calm: "I seem to be dying..."