Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

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June 27th.

The morning in St. Bodia was shrouded in fog.

The entire city was enveloped in a mist.

It was faint and indistinct, mysterious and unpredictable.

A Rolls-Royce slowly departed, heading for the nearby airport.

Inside the car.

Du Wei sat in the back seat, resting with his eyes closed.

Yet his right hand seemed to be holding something, looking somewhat strange.

And had there been a hunter in the car who could voluntarily enter Spirit Vision, they would have seen that in Du Wei's right hand, he was holding a broken fuse.

This was invisible to ordinary people.

Once, the Evil Spirit Du Wei had inserted into Pennywise's head to control it, used that fuse.

But after this traitor had backstabbed a wave of Evil Spirits from Du Wei, it broke free of the fuse and ran off with those Demon Spirits from the Veda Sect, used as batteries.

However.

It floated a bit too excessively.

...

Elsewhere.

In a small town in Europe.

A grey mist, carrying an ominous presence, enveloped the entire town completely.

Only a highway extended out from the mist.

Suddenly...

A rough, bloodied arm reached out from the fog as if someone was trying to come out.

But with a bang,

That person fell to the ground.

The bloodied arm, scraping against the highway, caused the raised asphalt granules to tear through the palm of the hand.

Blood poured out, leaving a long crimson handprint.

"Hehehe..."

Pennywise was sneering sinisterly.

In the mist, the silhouette of a clown also faintly appeared.

It was taller than before, towering over two meters.

Bulky in stature and wearing a bizarre clown attire, it looked even more terrifying.

The mere outline revealed in the mist was enough to send chills down one's spine.

Then, it gradually moved away, seeming to drag a living person towards the center of the fog-enshrouded town.

Following behind it was the figure of a man, a little over one meter eighty, with a somewhat slender build.

Around his neck, there was a long fuse tied.

...

Midnight, on the dot.

Not a minute more, not a minute less.

Du Wei arrived at the entrance to the mist-covered town at a coincidental time.

He stood on the highway, expressionless, watching the scene before him.

In Spirit Vision.

The entire town emitted a strangeness, and before him, it seemed that many transparent faces could be seen.

Some were wailing, others were sneering.

Taking advantage of the broken fuse.

After getting off the plane, Du Wei drove hastily here.

Europe was the territory of the Veda Sect.

But now, this cult organization had been banned, and the Church along with people from other religions had taken over here.

What was palpable was.

Pennywise was in the town.

After a long while, Du Wei slowly said, "You should be able to feel that I have come, so what exactly do you want to do now?"

"Why don't you run? Do you think you can resist me now?"

"Or did the time you spent fleeing make you forget the fear you have of me?"

"Truly ludicrous..."

As his words fell.

Something in the mist, as if provoked,

Brewed and swirled with intense malevolence, faintly forming the outline of a clown's face.

It sneered menacingly at Du Wei.

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And the laughter carried an inexplicable horror.

"Hehe...hehehehe..."

But Du Wei seemed as if he hadn't seen anything, saying indifferently, "Demon Spirit? It seems that you've gained quite a lot after betraying me..."

"Is this your capital to try to resist me?"

Within the black priest's attire, the mask that Du Wei habitually placed over his chest, two points of red light swept over it.

The shadow was trembling.

Among Du Wei's Evil Spirits, only the shadow had the right to speak at this moment.

Although it could not talk and possessed the intelligence comparable to that of an idiot, it firmly remembered that resisting Du Wei was futile.

Otherwise, the shadow would not have ended up in its current state.

As for betrayal...

The shadow that had followed Du Wei the longest didn't dare entertain such thoughts.

Loyalty was etched firmly into its instincts.

Even if it was not voluntary.

The envelope, however, floated directly out of Du Wei's pocket.

[Great master, as your most loyal underling and top minion, the envelope cannot stand traitors like Pennywise. Please kill it now.]

[Such a traitor deserves to die.]

[Oh right, the shadow previously backstabbed you twice, and you haven't settled the score with it yet. Please don't forget about that, it was two stabs after all.]

The mask trembled wildly...

Du Wei coldly stared at the envelope without a word.

The chill in his eyes completely cowed the envelope, which dared not let out half a character of flattery and immediately slipped obediently back into the pocket.

It too was frightened.

The last time Du Wei made it so afraid was just two days ago...

Instinctively, it felt that it should never stick its head out again.

Otherwise, its master might really kill it.

Yes...

Du Wei's attitude towards Pennywise was extremely cold.

It was something no other Evil Spirit could achieve.

Only Pennywise continuously courted death, hitting Du Wei's sore spots every time.

The first time,

was when Du Wei and the Evil Spirit Du Wei were combating in the Mirror Evil Spirit's world, and Pennywise created the bodies of his dead parents.

That time, the Evil Spirit Du Wei flew into a rage, ultimately crushing Pennywise countless times and even turned it into a power bank.

And certainly, the Evil Spirit Du Wei planned to kill Pennywise immediately after reclaiming its body.

Had it not been for the need to use it, there was no way it would have been allowed to live.

The second time,

Pennywise created a counterfeit Du Wei and tied the fake's neck with a fuse.

Twice was enough.

It could no longer be described as courting death.

At that moment,

suddenly the fog enveloping the town split apart, revealing the road leading inward.

On the ground, there were long traces of blood.

Du Wei looked down for a moment, and when he looked up again, the aura around his body had become extremely sinister.

"Are you inviting me?"

After speaking, Du Wei reached for the mask and put it directly on his face, walking towards the interior of the town.

Some time had passed since the last time he put on the mask.

The shadow behind him stretched very long.

Then, the entire shadow, as if coming to life, stood up straight and followed Du Wei's steps, quickening its pace.

Until it overlapped with Du Wei.

At this time,

the Joker Card representing wishes was casually drawn out by Du Wei.

He indeed intended to take action personally.

However, the wish had to be wrapped in the shell of the shadow.

"When I count to three, the link between Pennywise and myself will be restored, it will never be able to escape me again, and I will become its nightmare, the thing it fears the most."

"One..."

"Two..."

"Three..."