Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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The power of Dice 6 can be said to be very strong.

As long as it reaches 6, the evil spirit will GG on the spot.

However, this requires a little luck.

Unfortunately...

The luck of the envelope is not so good.

It shook to 1...

According to the information given by Mrs. Senna when Du Wei got the dice, something unknown would happen when the dice reached 1, but the users basically died bizarrely.

The envelope is silent...

【grass! How could the luck of my envelope 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 of a sudden.

Even the mist has stagnated.

Those evil spirits also seemed to be stunned, all with their rotten arms outstretched, standing blankly in the fog.

on the ground.

A pile of ashes was blown by the wind and rose high.

The dice and two joker cards fell in the ashes, everything seemed very embarrassing.

Can be followed.

The envelope turned into flying ash, and then floated out of the ash.

It is resurrected again.

And, another dice was launched.

[I don’t believe it, give me 6! I want 6! I want 6! 】

The evil spirits' goals were restored, and they rushed to the envelope again.

And this time.

The dice kept spinning, and finally passed 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5 under the eager gaze of the envelope.

Until 6 o'clock.

As if exhausted, it returned to the number 5.

That is, at the same time as 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 it reaches 5, the evil spirits 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 appeared on the paper.

[The evil spirits in the tunnel cannot calculate accurate numbers, and these ghosts do not seem to be evil spirits, but more like some kind of created existence. 】

[About thousands. 】

[Thousands of evil spirits double the multiplier, and the Joker 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 bet again. I must roll it to 6. 】

The dice swayed again.

...

A few minutes.

The envelope seems to be affected by the dice.

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

Shake the dice again and again.

Most of them are 1.

A small part is 5, 2, and 3.

The worst number 4, I didn't shake it out once without incident.

It can be said to be very uncomfortable.

[Why is this happening? 】

[How is the luck of my envelope worse than the owner. 】

[Could it be that this is why I am inferior to Sombra? 】

[God... I just want a 6! 】

The envelopes all collapsed.

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

Every time it reaches 5, it strengthens the evil spirits.

Super double...

The most important thing is that the envelope found that the dice could no longer affect the evil spirits.

The last time it reached 5.

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

Tear...

A rotten hand grabbed the envelope and tore it off abruptly.

The envelope flees frantically with joker cards and dice.

[Ah...I'm dying, I'm dying, the 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 its owner, Du Wei, can't hear it either.

How arrogant when I came.

How embarrassed when I fled.

When the envelope rushed out of the tunnel, it was almost torn to pieces and mutilated.

But at this moment.

suddenly……

In the front position, there appeared a man wearing a black priest's uniform with an indifferent face.

It is Du Wei, its owner.

Envelope ecstasy.

[Master, I am an envelope! There are so many evil spirits behind, this place is terrible. 】

However, what makes it unexpected is.

Du Wei just took a step towards it, his face changed drastically, and he turned his head and ran away without hesitation.

【the host? ? Don't go! 】

The envelope immediately chased it.

The black mist from behind spread like a flood.

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

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

The envelope kept chasing Du Wei.

But gradually, it found something wrong.

[Why doesn't the master speak? He has been running, and he doesn't scold me anymore. This is not like the master's style...]

[Something's wrong...]

[This owner has no contact with my envelope, and the sales deed I signed was not signed with him. 】

Only when the envelope thought of this.

It found that there was no way ahead.

He was brought into a blind spot by another fake Du Wei.

[Damn fake. 】

The envelope trembled angrily, and the clown card that represented the wish was immediately suspended next to it.

[I make a wish in an envelope to let this counterfeit 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 launched yet.

A pale palm stretched out and slowly held the Joker card.

"You make me very disappointed."

Du Wei's cold voice rang.

The instinctive fear of the envelope: [Master, why did you come down? Shouldn't you wait for the envelope message on it? 】

Du Wei glanced at it and said indifferently: "Because I found something very interesting. The balance seems to be related to Solomon's 72 Pillars."

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

This has never happened before.

[Master, your state seems a bit wrong, according to your personality, you shouldn't have come down. 】

Du Wei nodded: "It's true, but I saw some pictures and I can't help but come down."

Finished.

He turned his head and looked behind him.

Those black mists have spread over.

At this moment.

Du Wei stood in front of the envelope, his eyes were still calm, and he didn't panic at all.

The envelope behind him was crying.

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

[By the way, the envelope also found that the dice didn't seem to be right, it would make people look up. 】

Du Wei was silent.

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

The black shadow stood out from the shadow.

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

It looks extremely funny.

But Du Wei slowly said: "From the very beginning, I was stared at by the Seventy-Two Pillar Demon God. The so-called gates of hell, and even the gates on the clown cards, have penetrated to the present."

"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, and I haven't figured it out yet, but I found one thing."

"Solomon's 72 Pillar Demon God, although it exists conceptually."

"But there are also contradictions between them."

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