Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

?　　 Someone prays in a low voice in the dark...

　　 "Praise Vinda."

　　 The fire illuminates the surroundings.

　　 This is the wasteland in the amusement park. At this time, all the people who came to support Vinda have arrived.

　　 There are about fifty or sixty people.

　　 Among them, the people of Bishop Aika who were originally in the amusement park are almost dead, and only Aika is dying.

　　 She was sitting on the ground, her face covered with blood, originally wrinkled like an old man's face, like being torn by the paws of some animal, and the skin and flesh of the wound rolled, looking very hideous.

　　 and on the side.

　　 Those Vaderists looked at the dead banyan tree with serious faces as the mist gradually gathered.

　　 On the ground below the banyan tree, a large swath of blood was flowing, dozens of corpses were thrown on the ground at will, and the necks of those corpses were cut open with blood.

　　 This is a purely evil sacrifice ritual.

　　 The descendants of the dead on Elm Street in Poland were all brought here by them.

　　 In order to bring Elm Street to reality and get the piano, Vinda has paid a great price.

　　 More than one hundred people have died in the amusement park this time. Even if Poland is a city with chaotic beliefs, it is impossible to tolerate this happening.

　　 In the future, Vinda will not be likely to continue preaching here.

　　In contrast, they also brought a special gramophone, but it can only be used once.

　　 At this moment.

　　 Vinda people stand in front of a dead tree, and under them, there is an old-fashioned phonograph, which looks simple and looks like a product of the last century.

　　 The weird thing is that this phonograph does not have a disk, but the pendulum turns round and round, and the music it produces is also unusual.

　　 is indeed a sleeping song, but it sounds like it was played on a mouth organ.

　　 "This is the last chance."

　　 Those people looked at the outline of the piano gradually emerging in the mist, and the figure sitting in front of the piano, playing the sleeping music with both hands, all with a little excited expression.

The 　　 phonograph, as its name implies, can replay the sounds that existed around it.

　　 The method used by Mercer of the Vanity Sect was copied once, and with those blood relatives, the ceremony would exert its due strength.

　　Vedaism is an ancient cult after all, and the study of evil spirits has also taken the lead in the church. In a sense, their background is not inferior to the church.

　　 Time passed bit by bit.

　　 The fog is getting heavier.

　　 Looking around, everything is wrapped in mist, and some traces of broken buildings can be faintly seen.

Vinda’s people stared at the person playing the piano and the piano, who was gradually becoming clear in the fog, and prayed in a low voice: "Praise Vinda, and I hope that under your gaze, we will serve you Pick up the crown of glory, let the world belong to Vinda, and let life belong to Vinda."

　　 The sound of prayer and music are mixed together to form a weird mood.

　　 There is a kind of sleepy thought in everyone's heart.

　　 But they endure this feeling because they know that Elm Street will come to reality next, and they must take the piano away.

　　 Soon, a brand new piano appeared in front of them.

　　 On the cover of the piano, there is the name of the maker-Ryan Hamel.

　　Vida taught so excited to see this...

　　 But at this moment...

　　The player sitting in front of the piano suddenly stopped.

　　His figure is still covered in mist, so he can't see clearly.

　　 But the bishop Aika, who had seen this scene with his own eyes before, suddenly had a glimmer of doubt in his mind.

　　The piano player was Freddie before, wearing a top hat and sweater, and a sharp claw made of steel on his right hand.

　　 is very recognizable.

　　 But now...

　　 Bishop Aika secretly thought in his heart: "Is it my illusion, why does Freddy's dress seem to be different? Why is it gone with its top hat, it looks like it is still carrying a bag?"

Inexplicable.

　　 There was an extremely absurd idea in her heart. Could it be that something went wrong with the ceremony? The player has become another existence, right?

　　 When this thought appeared, she was suppressed in her heart because she felt it was impossible.

　　 The ritual summoned Elm Street itself. There can be no other existence besides Freddy, let alone the evil spirit carrying the bag...

　　Vida has been stationed in Poland for 20 years, and they know everything here.

　　 Unless something ran into Elm Street.

　　 But that's even more impossible...

　　 It's just that the next thing that was completely denied by Bishop Aika happened.

　　Everyone in the Vader Sect only saw that the player suddenly turned his head and looked at them.

　　 In the fog, a pair of bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared, and they were full of malice...

　　 Then I heard an unusually calm man's voice: "I heard you want to call me?"

　　 The Vinda people were stunned on the spot.

　　What?

　　 Next second.

　　 The nearest cultist's eyes widened, and a sharp knife came out of the fog and pierced her head directly.

　　 Blood spurts...

　　The black shadow held a sharp knife and appeared in front of the Vinda Cult. The malice in its eyes seemed to be surging like a tide, and he did not hide it.

　　...

　　 9 o'clock at night.

　　 Du Wei walked out of the amusement park and took off the mask on his face.

　　 He looked around, there were no pedestrians or Polish police on the roadside.

　　 "No one seems to find me."

　　 He lowered his head, raised the collar of the trench coat, and hurried to the hotel.

　　 The cultists in the amusement park have all died in the hands of the shadows.

　　 The methods are exceptionally simple and neat.

　　 The most important thing is that it has nothing to do with Du Wei, even if someone is watching it, it is impossible to find any clues. UU reading www.udkanshu.com

　　 is just an evil spirit killing people...

　　 Du Wei walked, counting the people killed by the black shadow this time, about 70 people.

　　 This is a terrible number.

　　 The more people killed by the Dark Shadow, the stronger it will become.

　　 If Du Wei hadn't made it into a masked evil spirit, it is estimated that it would have ushered in the backlash of the shadows.

　　 But even so, he could feel that the shadow was already a little bit ready to move.

　　 The slight malice always entangled himself.

　　 "I have to find an opportunity to weaken a wave of dark shadows and save it to cause trouble for me."

　　 Du Wei told himself so in his heart.

　　 There is nothing wrong with strengthening the shadow, but after strengthening it, there must be a goal that can compete with it.

　　 Otherwise, its target can only be Du Wei.

　　 is before.

　　 Du Wei envisioned the idea of ​​forming an evil spirit army. In his plan, the shadows are very important.

　　 He gave Sombra high expectations...

　　 Among the evil spirit forces that Du Wei can effectively control, Sombra is the best combat power, but the stronger it is, the harder it is to control.

　　 "Perhaps, I should cultivate another controllable evil spirit and black shadow to achieve a balance."

　　 "Freddy looks like a good choice."

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