Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 168: Pit…
Dark night.
A bald man in a priest's uniform walked slowly in the night.
He was holding a clown card in his hand, which showed himself in a tuxedo, but the rest of the scene was different from Du Wei's.
The background of Du Wei's picture is the forest, with the moon and the wolf.
But this one has only palaces.
A bald man in a tuxedo stood at the gate of the palace, with an undetermined number of hands clutching the door, but two hands resting on his shoulders.
…
Looking at the scene on the card, the bald man whispered.
"Every time this clown card is used, a hand will leave from the door. The so-called fulfillment of wishes can actually be understood as a transaction. Although the way of realization is very strange, it is better than another card I use it a lot.”
"As for the evil spirit gambling game, hehe, you will only know what despair is when you lose."
"But I got another card, I have to go back to Switzerland immediately, otherwise something bad may happen to the hunters of the old religion when they attack those things in the ground."
While speaking, the bald man walked to a position about 100 meters away from the street.
But what made him a little strange was that at some point in front of him, a white mist appeared.
In the state of spiritual vision, the bald man saw many ghosts standing in the fog, one at a certain distance, motionless, as if waiting for something.
"Is this the obstacle you arranged for me? It's ridiculous..."
The bald man showed a sarcastic smile, and he saw the existence of those ghosts at a glance.
However, for him as a hunter with a clown card, the threat of ghosts is pitifully small.
Next.
He walked over step by step, and took out a flashlight...
The flashlight is silver and white, and looks like an old thing from the beginning of the century.
Soon.
He stepped into the fog with one foot...
Hoo...
An inexplicable gust of wind blew by, and the fog surged up.
The ghosts standing still in the fog all turned their heads and waved to him at this moment.
Not malicious, but eerily scary.
The bald man turned on the flashlight with a blank expression.
The light shone on these ghosts, and all the ghosts froze.
"I have to say, you let me down..."
"If it wasn't that I couldn't kill you directly by making a wish, I wouldn't play this boring hunting game with you at all."
His flashlight is an item that can deal with evil spirits.
If the light shines on the evil spirits, they will freeze and will not be able to move.
Of course, it can only restrain some less terrifying evil spirits, and some are too terrifying, and can even ignore the influence of the flashlight.
But it is enough to deal with ghosts.
If combined with his ability to transform into evil spirits, in a sense, neither humans nor evil spirits have much effect on him.
However...
What he didn't notice was that those white mist had already appeared behind him.
Of course, it's not that he took another step forward, but when he walked into the fog and was included in the range of the road, there was a spatial change.
Just step on a corner or touch the range of the road, and you will be pulled in directly.
The bald man sensed the position of another clown card, and continued walking forward.
When he came to a ghost, he put the clown card in his pocket, and when he stretched out his hand again, he brought out a silver cross dagger.
The shape of this dagger is very similar to the one Du Wei lost on the bus, and it is exactly the same from the texture to the length.
In other words, this silver cross dagger was the standard weapon of hunters in the last century.
Rub...
Draw out the dagger and stab the ghost...
It's like piercing the air without any obstruction.
When it can be pulled out, the ghost will dissipate instantly.
The bald man smiled. It was obvious that he was a much more professional hunter than Du Wei.
Just, the next second.
The smile froze on his face.
The terrifying aura of extreme coldness emerged overwhelmingly.
In the fog, one after another, the ghosts all started to move as if they were being urged.
In the state of spiritual vision, it is impossible to count.
"Fuck!!"
The bald man felt a chill in his heart, he turned his head and ran away without hesitation.
There are so many ghosts, and the terrifying malice, there is no way to fight against them, there is no way but to run.
But.
The more he ran, the uglier his face became.
As far as the eye can see, it is all fog.
Even the hunter's best ability, the third stage of spiritual vision, can't see anything except fog and ghosts.
"Damn! Damn masked bastard! I swear, I will make you die miserable!"
The bald man cursed in his heart, he couldn't understand what Du Wei did and why he got into such trouble.
Obviously in the state of spirit vision, I didn't see any evil spirits at all.
Wait...
The man in the mask suddenly stopped, his face full of gloom and anger.
Evening Bell Church explored about one-tenth of the area of Massas City, and got a lot of useful information at the cost of a hunter.
The problem in Massas City is very serious. Apart from the thing under the ground, strange changes have also taken place in many places.
In this city, the most frightening thing is not the evil spirits, but those terrifying places that even the evil spirits can restrain or even kill.
"So I'm in a special place?"
"Then why wasn't that **** affected? He's obviously been here too!"
The bald man turned his head, glanced at those ghosts, and entered directly into the evil spirit transformation.
The temperament has changed drastically.
A pair of eyes became lifeless and cold, without a trace of humanity inside.
Most of his body seemed to be covered with a shadow.
The ghosts who approached him all stopped, poked their heads and opened their mouths.
But it seemed to feel something, and did not take a step forward.
The bald man directly took out the clown card, and said in a cold tone: "I make a wish, let me get rid of these ghost things."
On the clown card, standing at the gate of the palace, wearing a tuxedo, he showed a strange smile, and one of the hands that were holding the edge of the door slowly released, grabbing his shoulder.
Suddenly...
Blood spurted out of the bald man's mouth, nose and eye sockets.
He looked at the clown card in disbelief, and said ferociously: "Are you sure I can get out of here by walking in? That man should be inside too, why didn't he get out?"
The man on the clown card smiled even more strangely.
Every clown card has some evil spirits in it.
The more you rely on its power, the easier it is to sink.
In the game of gambling, no matter who wins or loses, it is always the evil spirits who win in the end.
Making a wish is a transaction, and the process of wish fulfillment cannot be decided by people.
It's not the first time for the bald man to use this clown card. He knows very well that his wish will definitely come true, but the result and process cannot be the same as he thought.
Therefore ~IndoMTL.com~ he gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of murderous intent and coldness, following the induction between the clown cards, he rushed directly towards Du Wei.
Two minutes later.
The bald man walked through the fog and into the street.
When he caught sight of it, he saw a man in a suit with a mask full of cracks facing him.
There is also burning bone meal and what looks like a crutch.
The flames reflected the tall figure of the man in the mask, but what was strange was that he seemed to be in trouble, trembling as he wanted to do something, but the shadow beneath him was always calm.
There seems to be a delay.
Behind him, there were many evil spirits holding black umbrellas, and an exorcist wearing a priest's uniform. Behind him, there seemed to be three evil spirits.
A faint mist emerged in the street.
In the state of spiritual vision, the bald man frowned. He felt that the state of this man seemed to be very wrong, not like a person, but more like an evil spirit.
"Are you about to become an evil spirit? Strange, who are you? The exorcist of the church? Or the group of lunatics taught by Vader?"
The bald man's eyes flashed with a dangerous color, he directly took out the flashlight and shone it on the evil spirits.
All the spirits froze.
Then, he took a step forward, and his face became very ugly again.
"Resistance to..."
The bald man waved his hand, and suddenly noticed that under the light of the flashlight, his own shadow seemed to be delayed, but it was not very obvious now.
"So that's why you can't move, but unfortunately I don't care, because I have already made a wish to the Joker card, knowing that there is a way for me to leave here."
"Now, let me send you to hell."