Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 676: What to save the dog-licking envelope?

Even if Mercer is unwilling, he can only listen to Gascoigne and the others right now.

Choosing to close his eyes and enter the voodoo room through dreaming, a sentence appeared in his mind: "I might as well be called Luther than Mercer."

This is very true.

Although it was self-deprecating, Moser also knew clearly that he might be synonymous with strength in the eyes of outsiders, but in fact, he was a weak chicken of the Vanity Sect.

Except for the rookies, any random one would be much stronger than him.

He is a younger brother.

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And the other side.

Du Wei also returned home.

It was very quiet at home at midnight.

He was sitting alone in front of the sofa, with an ashtray on the coffee table, a cigarette in his left hand, and a tap on the glass surface of the coffee table with his right hand, making a thumping sound.

On the coffee table, several things are placed one by one.

A yellowed envelope, a coin, a dice, and a clown card.

Yes...

Now, the items in Du Wei's hands are basically these, and he has used up the rest as consumables.

Looking at the envelope on the coffee table, Du Wei's mood was a little complicated.

Envelope, who had been active like a dog licking, was seriously injured when he helped him control Mapa's pen and dealt with the demon **** Lamer.

No matter how indifferent Du Wei's character is, he still has to admit the loyalty of the envelope and some touches brought to him by the savior who sacrificed his life for the envelope.

For Du Wei.

After this time, the status of the envelope in his heart is almost equal to that of Sombra.

Even if you raise a dog, you will develop feelings over time.

What's more, the envelope can communicate with Du Wei.

"How can I save you?"

When Du Wei asked the dead envelope, it seemed to be asking himself.

It's not that he didn't try to wake up the envelope, but no matter what he did, the envelope never gave any feedback, and Du Wei could feel that the breath of the envelope had almost disappeared.

Aura refers to the eerie feeling inherent in being the envelope of evil spirits.

Du Wei had a very bad idea that the envelope was dying.

It will no longer be like before, it can be resurrected even after being burned to ashes.

"I can't accept this result."

Du Wei's tone was very cold. He had promised like an envelope before, as long as he got Mapa's pen, he would open the restriction of the envelope and let it become what it should have been.

Furthermore, he also used fooling ways several times to promise that Envelope would be the number one military division of the Evil Spirit Legion, and that he would be his right-hand man.

It used to be fooling around, but not anymore.

Thinking of this, Du Wei opened his clothes and took out Mapa's pen from inside.

There are not many opportunities for Du Wei to use this pen. Fortunately, he does not use Mapa's pen to describe the answer he wants like Matthew, otherwise, he will pay a part of the irreparable price and get The information is not necessarily true.

More likely to be fooled.

"Envelope, even if you are dying now and cannot give me any feedback, I still want to tell you that I may not be able to save you."

"If you are a product that exists in human form, I can find your consciousness through dreams, and even change your carrier, but you are not."

"I can only fulfill my promise and use Mapa's pen to lift your restrictions. This may be the only way, but if you still can't wake up, then I can only say sorry."

"But I will always take you by my side, and when I die, you will definitely turn into dust with me."

When Du Wei said this, he no longer hesitated.

He reckoned that he could only use Mapa's pen three more times, and by the fourth time, this pen would definitely get rid of his influence.

Fortunately, there is only a limit to opening envelopes, and the number of times will not be wasted.

Holding Mapa's pen in his right hand, Du Wei tapped on the envelope.

Mapa's pen is a quill, about thirty centimeters long.

But when the tip of the pen touched the envelope, a drop of ink appeared out of thin air and blended into it in the blink of an eye.

The restriction is lifted, in an instant.

The yellowed envelope trembled, and the seal opened automatically, but some gray mist came out from inside, instead of the familiar piece of paper with words coming out.

Du Wei frowned, instinctively entered into evil spirit transformation, his shadow was also wriggling, it was the shadow protecting him.

However, he was already mentally prepared, so he didn't panic.

The gray mist didn't come out too much, and after it appeared, it surged on the coffee table and gathered into a ball.

But what happened next made Du Wei stunned.

The mist actually formed a man's face. The man's facial features were three-dimensional, about middle-aged, and he looked extremely fierce, but his eyes revealed a flattery and humbleness that was completely inconsistent with his appearance.

It's Carlos...

At the end of the Victorian era, Du Wei met Earl Carlos with his own eyes. He was a top hunter in the Victorian era and claimed to be his most loyal subordinate.

"Are you really the predecessor of the envelope?"

Du Wei asked subconsciously.

Carlos's face changed slightly, as if he heard some voice, he turned his head, but he opened his mouth in vain as if he couldn't see Du Wei, as if he was calling for something.

Du Wei didn't understand lip language, he just noticed that Carlos' mouth shape kept repeating, as if he was saying a single sentence.

"What do you want to tell me?"

During the speech, Du Wei stretched out his hand to grab it, but he passed through a void, unable to touch the face formed by the mist at all.

"Carlos, I am your master, answer me, what do you want to tell me?"

The face kept turning, it seemed to have some consciousness remaining, and it also wanted to find Du Wei, but it couldn't be found at all.

Suddenly...

The envelope placed on the coffee table was suspended, and Carlos's face seemed to be blown by the wind, turning into a gray mist, and returned to the envelope again.

Then, a blank sheet of paper appeared.

But the words that emerged on the paper were rows of strange symbols, including pointers, oceans, and eyes, densely covering the entire envelope.

"This is what happened when the envelope touched the stele of the Wittbach family for me ~IndoMTL.com~, why did it appear at this time?"

Du Wei guessed that perhaps he was reviving the envelope, and with it, the information and symbols hidden in the envelope appeared again.

Before, when the envelope was conscious, it tried to convey some information to itself, but it couldn't say it, it could only ask itself, and it answered yes or no.

But even then, the envelope won't last for a few minutes, and it will return to its original shape, and everything that happened before will be forgotten.

At this moment.

Those symbols all began to disappear and gradually disappeared, but the envelope was trembling, and some mist came out, as if Carlos or the envelope were struggling.

Finally, a line of weird patterns mixed with text appeared.

Du Wei glanced at those weird patterns, and the rest of the text was: It's here... Victorian era.

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