Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 593: You are not him

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When the evil spirit Du Wei came to the real gate of hell, another world of the island in the lake.

Those in the rear are isolated and inaccessible.

Together with Minette, they gradually became more and more blurred, and finally merged into the darkness.

The real and the unreal alternate.

At this time.

The evil spirit Du Wei is like a devil walking out of hell.

It looks at everything in front of it.

On the right hand, the scar that looks like a ring has disappeared.

Golden scales, hands.

And the curse is all gone.

All that remains are the masks, and the assimilated symbols of the sea.

Looking at the evil spirit doll, that is, Annabelle, he finally landed on the five demon gods.

Devils are conceptual existences.

It is almost impossible to kill it.

Even the evil spirit Du Wei.

It just assimilated a demon god.

Of course.

The demon **** here is just an extension of power, a conceptual product, and all the information clearly points to them, but in fact, it is not its real body here.

For example.

The sun shines on the earth during the day, and when the night comes, the sun's light is replaced, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Most of the light you see is refracted from the moon.

Now, the five demon gods here are this refracted brilliance.

"Honestly, I'm a little disappointed."

"But I was pleasantly surprised."

Two sentences came from the mouth of the evil spirit Du Wei.

The first sentence was addressed to those visions representing the Demon God, and the second sentence was addressed to Annabelle.

Opposite.

The phantoms of the five demon gods did not do anything to the evil spirit Du Wei.

On the contrary, Annabelle trembled slightly.

It was suspended in the air, and its gaze was fixed on Du Wei, the evil spirit, but that gaze was extremely empty, as if it was projected from an infinite space.

The situation became awkward.

There is no imaginary battle.

There is only conceptual information infection.

The evil spirit Du Wei walked up step by step from the depths of the ground like an abyss.

Envelopes wrap around behind.

Its shadow melts into the darkness.

There was an undisguised killing intent in its pitch-black eyes.

The hatred between Solomon and the seventy-two pillar demon gods.

It's really not a day or two.

It may not be too long from the beginning to the end of the story.

But in the past and the future, in the endless time lock, the hatred between them has long been integrated into the fate.

Regardless of any choices made.

Whether you follow the trend or take the initiative, you will end up on this road.

"Come on."

"Illusion can become reality, falsehood can replace reality."

"As long as you have a concept about me."

"I admit that you are real."

The evil spirit Du Wei walked up to the opened vertical door, and looked inside.

The pupils of the vertical eyes are also dark and deep, like an abyss-like vortex, with indescribable magic, one can't help but fall into it just by looking at it, and even the soul becomes a part of it.

Next.

The evil spirit Du Wei looked at a cloud of mist again, and there was the sound of the pointer turning in the mist.

Even it can't see its true face.

But what was in the mist was not an antique clock, but a filthy existence that was twisted together by a mud-like black substance that looked like mud.

But in the mud, there are three pointers intertwined.

On the other side.

It is Valaka.

It is basically the same as the Demon Nun.

But that terrifying feeling is completely different.

Also, it has male organs.

Looking at the remaining two demon gods, they were a mass of nothingness, and a hazy, rough human face, like a child's random smearing.

The evil spirit Du Wei nodded thoughtfully at the five demon gods.

"At the beginning, Minette should have tried to wear armor to become a **** and seize your power, which led to the final failure and was suppressed by dismemberment."

Its tone is ordinary.

Not angry or sad.

That belongs to Du Wei, not it.

Human or non-human, evil is not me.

Seeing this, Annabelle couldn't help but paused.

The breath froze immediately.

In an instant.

The five phantoms of demon gods exuded a terrifying aura, and some dense black silk threads constructed everything here like information.

Infestation intensifies.

Annabel's body immediately cracked a gap.

Even if the existence that controls it is very strong, it can't face the phantoms of the five demon gods without blocking a gate to hell.

The evil spirit Du Wei took a deep look at Annabelle.

It also shot.

Put your finger directly at Annabelle, causing the opponent's doll body to make a tearing sound, and a gap was opened again.

Look through the gap.

The inside has already been filled with black fine silk threads.

Have to say.

The evil spirit Du Wei is very familiar with this kind of black and fine silk thread.

It has the same means of its own.

Devils, weirdness, and even the appearance of some evil spirits all have more or less similar manifestations.

"The reason why I came here is probably because of you..."

"So what are you waiting for?"

"Wait for me to feel sorry for you?"

"Stupid woman..."

The evil spirit Du Wei said ~IndoMTL.com~ and squinted his eyes.

Countless black mist emerged from its eyes, covering everything around it in the blink of an eye.

The phantom of the demon god, Annabelle, who was manipulated like a puppet, had no time to escape.

The entire island in the lake was also shrouded in darkness.

The light disappears.

There are no stars or moon in the whole sky, as if you are in hell.

Darkness is the product of human instinctive fear.

Fear never goes away.

"Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demon gods correspond to the seventy-two gates of hell."

"If you came from hell."

"Then I am your hell."

"You will never be able to get rid of me, either you will die completely, even the concept does not exist, or you will become a part of me."

"So you should remember my name."

"Then... you will start to tremble and learn to fear."

Only the evil spirit Du Wei can speak.

Its sound is really no different from the sound of hell.

It's getting more and more scary.

Getting stronger and stronger.

…

There is a will extending from the gates of hell.

Cannot see its existence.

But as it stretches, realize it's moving.

From the altar under the city of Massas, through the endless darkness, to the ground that has been razed to the ground, and then quickly walk through.

In the end, the will reached the villa in the center of New York.

A pale and slender fingertip trembled slightly.

Tried to hold it hard, but before it was tightly held, it was desperately released.

"So you're not him..."

There is a woman's voice, which seems to have passed from the past to the present, and there is too much sadness and pain in that voice.

Eventually.

The hand retracted.

Everything is back to normal.