Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 489: Master save me

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The power of the 6 dice can be said to be very strong.

As long as you roll to 6, the evil spirit will GG on the spot.

However, this requires a little luck.

Unfortunately...

Envelopes have not had much luck.

It shakes to a 1...

According to the information given by Mrs. Senna when Du Wei got the dice, unknown things will happen when the dice is rolled to 1, but the users basically died strangely.

The envelope is silent...

[Grass! How could my envelope luck be so bad? 】

【I want 6! 】

As soon as the two lines of text appeared, the envelope turned into flying ash in front of the evil spirits that emerged.

All at once.

Even the fog froze.

Those evil spirits seemed to be stupefied as well, they all stretched out their rotten arms, standing in the fog in a daze.

On the ground.

A pool of ashes was blown by the wind and blown high.

The dice and the two joker cards fell into the ashes, and everything looked very awkward.

Can follow.

The envelope that turned into flying ash floated out of the ashes again.

It's resurrected again.

And, roll the dice again.

【I don't believe it anymore, give me 6! I want 6! I want 6! 】

The spirits' aim is restored, and they charge towards the envelope again.

And this time.

The dice kept spinning, and under Envelope's longing eyes, they finally passed 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.

Until 6.

It seems to be exhausted, and it returns to the number 5.

That is, when the number is determined.

The surrounding fog was immediately frozen, and when the evil spirits were about to touch the envelope, they were also stopped by a strange force.

When the roll reaches 5, the evil spirit will stop attacking, but the next attack will be even more terrifying.

Simply put.

It is to increase the power of evil spirits.

Double happiness...

Envelope: ...

Lines of text appear on the paper.

【The evil spirits in the tunnel can't calculate the exact number, and these ghost things don't seem to be evil spirits, but more like some kind of manufactured existence. 】

[About a thousand. 】

【Thousands of evil spirits are doubled, and the clown card may not have any effect, after all, it is not used by the owner himself. 】

【I still don't believe the envelope, I want to gamble again, I must roll to 6. 】

The dice shake again.

…

A few minutes.

The envelope appears to be affected by the dice.

It is like a gambling dog, constantly longing for the number 6 to appear.

Roll the dice again and again.

Mostly 1.

A few are 5, 2, 3.

The worst number 4, safe and sound without shaking out once.

It can be said that it is very uncomfortable.

[Why is this happening? 】

【The luck of my envelope is worse than that of the owner. 】

【Could it be that this is why I'm not as good as Sombra? 】

[God... I just want a 6! 】

The envelopes are crumbling.

The evil spirits around were within its range of acceptance just now, but now, they have all developed in an uncontrollable direction.

Every time you roll to 5, it strengthens the evil spirit.

Super double...

The most important thing is that Envelope found that the dice can no longer affect the evil spirits.

When the last roll to 5.

The evil spirits were strengthened again, but none of them stopped.

Tearing...

A rotting hand grabbed the envelope and ripped it off in one piece.

The envelope fled wildly with the joker card and the dice.

【Ah... I'm dying, Master Envelope is your most loyal lackey! 】

【Master save me! 】

It's just that it can't speak, it can only be displayed in the form of words.

There is no so-called sound, and it is impossible for its owner, Du Wei, to hear it.

How arrogant you are when you come here.

How embarrassing it is when you run away.

When the envelope burst out of the tunnel, it was nearly torn to shreds and mutilated.

But at this moment.

Suddenly...

In the front position, a man wearing a black priest uniform appeared with an indifferent expression.

It is its owner, Du Wei.

Envelope ecstasy.

【Master, I am the envelope! There are so many evil spirits behind, this place is too scary. 】

But what makes it unexpected is.

As soon as Du Wei took a step towards it, his expression changed drastically, and he turned and ran away without hesitation.

[Master? ? don't go! 】

The envelope immediately chased after him.

The black fog behind spread like a flood.

In the mist, there are countless pairs of rotten arms.

The evil spirits seem to only be able to move in the fog.

The envelope kept chasing Du Wei.

But gradually, it found something wrong.

【Why didn't the master speak? He's been running all the time, and he doesn't scold me anymore. This doesn't seem like the master's style...]

[Something is wrong...]

【This owner has no contact with my envelope, and the deed of sale I signed was not with him. 】

Just, when the envelope thought of this.

It found that there was no way ahead.

Bringed into a dead end by another fake Du Wei.

【Damn counterfeit. 】

The envelope trembled angrily, and the clown card representing the wish immediately floated beside it.

【I make a wish with the envelope, let this impostor die. 】

As for going out.

The envelope does not have that idea, as long as its essence is not released, it can always be resurrected.

But the wish has not been activated yet.

A pale palm stretched out, slowly holding the clown card.

"You let me down."

Du Wei's cold voice sounded.

Instinctive fear of the envelope: [Master, why did you come down? Shouldn't you be waiting for the message from the envelope? 】

Du Wei glanced at it, and said indifferently: "Because I found something very interesting, that balance seems to be related to Solomon's Seventy-two Pillars Demon God."

The envelope trembled slightly, and it found that on the back of Du Wei's right hand, the pointer pattern exuded a strange atmosphere ~IndoMTL.com~ and the pointer on it was turning.

This has never happened before.

【Master, your state seems to be a bit wrong. According to your personality, you shouldn't come down. 】

Du Wei nodded: "That's true, but I saw some pictures, so I have to come down."

It's over.

He turned to look behind him.

The black mist has spread over.

This moment.

Du Wei stood in front of the envelope, his eyes were still calm, without any panic.

The envelope behind me is about to cry.

【The master envelope has let you down, and those evil spirits have been strengthened a lot, you must be careful! 】

【By the way, Envelope also found that something is wrong with the dice, it will make people go to the head. 】

Du Wei remained silent.

Holding the clown card in his right hand, he took out the mask in his left hand and put it on his face.

The shadow stood out from the shadows.

Holding two sharp knives in both hands, there is also a big red balloon hanging around his neck.

It looks ridiculous.

But Du Wei said slowly: "From the very beginning, I have been targeted by the seventy-two demon gods. The so-called gates of hell, and even the gate on the clown card, have penetrated to this day."

"The Lamer's Bell gave me the ability to see the future, but the more information I learned, the more problematic I found this ability."

"Everything I see is what it wants me to see."

"I've been thinking about what it wants me to do before, and I haven't figured it out until now, but I discovered one thing."

"Solomon's seventy-two demon gods, although they exist conceptually."

"But there are also contradictions between them."

"And just now, the picture it showed me is that you will all become my sacrifices."