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Depressed, depressed...

When the antique clock mutated, Du Wei suddenly had the illusion that he was on the verge of death.

It seems that his life is completely out of control.

As long as the antique clock wants to, he will be directly obliterated.

But Du Wei remained calm and kept thinking in his mind.

Since Annabelle was locked in the framing cabinet by herself, it has fallen into an endless loop and can only be reduced to her own tool, thrown away at home when not in use, and pulled out to die when in use.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for Annabelle to go out of control again.

But the premise is that there is no external force involved.

The only external force at home is the mysterious antique clock.

Think about it.

Du Wei looked at the antique clock calmly and said: "During the time I was away, you did something to Annabelle. Although I don't know what you want to do, it must be related to me."

He seemed unable to feel the increasingly terrifying sense of depression.

On the contrary, the whole person is more calm and rational.

He said: "I've been thinking about one thing recently, why didn't you kill me? If you were still recovering at the earliest, then your strength has already exceeded my tolerance."

"It's not easy for you to kill me."

"After killing me, you can still turn me into a puppet and let me act according to your will."

"I think this is a problem."

It's over.

Du Wei entered the evil spirit transformation.

On the back of the right hand, the pattern of the pointer slowly emerged.

And is also turning.

It seems to echo the antique clock in front of you.

Du Wei thought for a while and said, "The reason why I shot you was because I wanted to test your bottom line. You should know that I have always wanted to kill you."

"So it is always impossible for us to live in harmony."

"Well... you are very mysterious. I have never been able to figure out your purpose, and you are not willing to reveal any information."

"But it doesn't mean I can't do anything about you, for example, now..."

"You didn't kill me, you just kept putting pressure on me. You made me feel that you were afraid of something, or in other words, once you killed me, your purpose would not be accomplished."

The voice fell to the ground.

The antique clock suddenly stopped moving.

The incomparably suppressed terrifying atmosphere just now disappeared completely in an instant.

It was as if nothing had happened.

And, it no longer gave Du Wei any response.

See this scenario.

Du Wei suddenly smiled: "Now your reaction tells me that I am right."

"And..."

"I think the chances of me killing you are much higher than you killing me..."

When the last sentence was finished, he ignored the antique clock and clock, turned around and took down the mounting cabinet, and walked to the second floor with it.

…

Upstairs.

In the bedroom.

Du Wei sat on the bed and put the framing cabinet aside.

At this time, Annabelle no longer pretended to be, and it was always staring at Du Wei. Although it was not malicious, it revealed a strong sense of death.

This thing is not the same as before.

Du Wei really wanted to kill it.

But now, I have a new idea.

"Antique clocks... well, Lamer's Clock, the one-way connection between it and me is too deep."

"It's been affecting me."

"But it seems that I am out of its control, so it also started to lay out."

Although Du Wei did not see the shattering of the mounting cabinet with his own eyes.

But he can still infer the direction of the matter based on the details.

While speaking, Du Wei reached out and opened the framing cabinet.

The evil spirit's right hand held Annabelle's body.

Tag successful...

Du Wei narrowed his eyes, took Annabel out, and said to it: "The Lamer's Clock knows everything I did to you, and I can regard you as its extension."

"So what I want to say is that I will rush to Ethelgreen tonight and enter the gate of hell."

"And when I come out, I will arrange a perfect home for you, and test the threat of Lamer's Bell again."

"When I am confident enough, this game will officially begin."

"But now, I need to change your home."

Suddenly.

Du Wei said in a low voice: "Black Shadow..."

The shadow behind him suddenly changed.

The shadows keep creeping.

The whole shadow seemed to come alive, a black shadow appeared behind him, holding a sharp knife in both hands, staring at Annabelle with bloodshot eyes.

In this home, Sombra is the earliest tenant.

Of course...

The wrinkled woman's face doesn't count, because it can't even deal with Du Wei at the beginning.

So, Sombra always remembered that it had a chance to kill Du Wei at first, but it was unable to do so because of Annabelle's appearance.

Du Wei turned to look at the shadow.

The floating red balloon tied around its neck is particularly eye-catching.

The absurdity reveals a terrifying chill.

Du Wei thought for a while, then grabbed Annabelle with just one hand, and stuffed it into Sombra's body.

Yah...

The strange sound of opening the door came from the body of the black shadow, the sound was very light, almost inaudible.

Then, it was really stuffed in.

And, when Du Wei stretched out his hand ~IndoMTL.com~ a backpack appeared in his hand.

Yes...

In the body of Sombra now, there is the legacy left by Alvin Dauqua—the door.

In a sense.

Sombra is really not much different from a tool.

After doing this.

Du Wei opened his backpack, took out a dismantled oil painting from it, and said in a low voice: "I don't know if the antique clock will pass through Annabelle and affect those evil spirits after I lock her in the door." .”

"If so, I have more targets to explore."

"There is also this oil painting, its name is another door, and the person who painted it followed the door of hell."

"Moreover, I can push open the door in the painting and enter the ghost dimension, which is the school of evil spirits ten years ago. And if I open the door again, I will enter the school of evil spirits in reality. "

"This may help me escape from the gates of hell."

As Du Wei said so, he put the oil painting close to his body.

This oil painting has been available for a long time, but Du Wei has not found a suitable opportunity to use it, but now it comes in handy.

At this time, Du Wei frowned again and said: "No, that evil spirit school is now reflected in the city. It has been a long time since the bus and the horror house disappeared last time."

"Could it be that they have started a battle again..."

"If this is the case, if I use oil paintings to leave the gates of hell, won't I run into them?"

Thinking of this, Du Wei couldn't help but feel a little headache.

"According to my previous luck, this should happen 100%."

"However, behind the gate of hell, there should be no evil spirits or other things that have hatred against me."

"After all, it has something to do with Solomon's seventy-two pillars."