Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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When entering the altar.

Another Du Wei, holding a sharp knife, stabbed him.

Envelope, under the action of some strange force, can't find this scene at all.

in a blink.

The sharp knife pierced Du Wei's back.

But at this moment.

From Du Wei's shadow, two sharp knives emerged directly, the blades collided, but there was no strange sound.

On the contrary, it was more like stuck.

A dark shadow slowly emerged, with bloodshot eyes, staring at the counterfeit savagely.

At this moment.

Du Wei turned around and glanced at the other himself blankly.

"The envelope can't see you, doesn't mean I can't see it."

"I'm very curious about what kind of ghost you are, why you want to be like me, because you think doing this will give you any advantage?"

"Wisdom? Calmness? Psychological hint?"

"I can't see all of these."

After speaking, Du Wei stretched out his right hand, and the pointer pattern on the back of his hand turned slightly.

Then he grabbed the other one by his neck.

Strangely, it is impossible to mark...

This made Du Wei a little puzzled: "The only thing I couldn't mark before was Lamer's Bell, but I can personally see its strength, why are you so weak?"

The other party did not answer, but was struggling constantly, trying to get rid of Du Wei.

The envelope on the side reacted.

[Master, what's the matter, why can't I find this counterfeit in the envelope just now? Where did it come from? 】

Du Wei said lightly: "The reason why you can't find it is because we have come to its territory. The existence of the demon **** level is beyond your reach."

The envelope is very puzzled.

[Then why can you find it? And so can Sombra? 】

Du Wei didn't want to explain, but thinking that the IQ of the envelope is much higher now, he can't exploit it mercilessly as before.

It has to be sweetened.

Let it have the illusion that the effort will be rewarded.

Only in this way can the envelope better serve itself.

Of course... only to wait before turning it into an idiot.

So Du Wei said: "Because I have been stared at by Lamer's Clock a long time ago, I can see it now because it wants me to see it, and when the shadow overlaps me, it will also Have my vision."

The envelope suddenly realized, it expressed very jealousy.

[I also want to be one with the master. 】

At this moment.

Suddenly, the man who was grabbed by Du Wei's neck showed a weird smile, and he drew a Joker card in his other hand.

The entire face of the card is black.

Then the other one said, "I make a wish..."

The words just got here.

Du Wei's eyes were slightly cold, and he kicked directly on the place's abdomen, causing it to groan painfully, interrupting the other party's wish.

He didn't know what this thing was.

It may be a copy of itself, or it may be something more weird.

After all, the other party took out a wish card.

It seems to keep getting closer to sync with myself.

"You have no chance to make a wish."

As Du Wei said so, he took the flintlock from his pocket with his other hand.

It was a shot at the head of the replica.

There was a boom.

The opponent's head was shattered, and the blood was mixed with turbid liquid, splashing everywhere.

The corpse twitched on the ground, and then there was no more movement.

Du Wei did not step forward, but said vigilantly: "Black Shadow, you go up."

Sombra did not hesitate to do it.

in a blink.

Two sharp knives cut the replica's body into pieces.

The scene was extremely bloody.

Du Wei glanced at the black shadow strangely.

From the beginning to the present, although Sombra has become his most loyal subordinate, it seems that he has never wavered in his desire to kill himself...

The shadow turned his head blankly and glanced at Du Wei.

Inexplicably, it trembled a little, as if feeling a chill.

Du Wei smiled at it: "You did a great job."

Sombra was at a loss.

Du Wei ignored it, but squatted down and used a flintlock to pull the black clown card that fell on the ground and another sharp knife.

The sharp knife is exactly the same as the one in Sombra's hand, except for the black color.

The black clown card can faintly see the outline of a figure.

Du Wei looked at this scene and couldn't help thinking about it.

"Really a copy of me? Can even the things on me be copied?"

He didn't believe it.

So he rushed to the envelope and said: "Go try and see if you can make a wish. I need to determine what this thing is about."

The envelope rushed up excitedly.

[My envelope is here to make a wish, and the balance will immediately appear in the owner's hand. 】

But in fact, the black clown card didn't give it any feedback.

And it turned into a shadow in the blink of an eye and blended into the shadow.

The same goes for the corpse that was chopped to pieces by the dark shadow.

See this scenario.

Du Wei nodded thoughtfully: "Shadow, balance, I really want to understand."

Talking.

He turned his head and looked at the huge statue in the center of the altar, his eyes stopped on the golden scale.

At the same time, the whole person also walked over.

"It's really interesting, Lamer's Bell, Varaka, and an unknown demon are all staring at me, so now you are staring at me too, are you?"

"In the death screen I saw ~www.NovelMTL.com~ the other one used a balance to kill me, and he took all my things and walked out for me."

"But I just killed him, so this matter is no longer valid."

Speaking of this, Du Wei suddenly stopped.

He shook his head and said, "No, the duplicated me will still appear. It wants to replace me."

"So I'm very curious, why do you so-called demon gods always like to hit my idea instead of other people?"

"Is it because I have something special?"

He can't get the answer.

But he knew that the golden balance must be related to Solomon's 72 Pillars.

These so-called demon gods are so terrible that he has no resistance at all.

Only the Demon God can fight against the Demon God.

For example, antique clocks against nuns.

Now, what Du Wei wants to do is actually very simple.

What is the most disgusting thing about him?

Antique clocks...

none of them.

Can't beat, can't transfer out.

So he summed up a way, wanting to make antique clocks dead, temporarily can only pull other demon gods, and even if necessary, he will release the demon nun from his dream.

Here is a stud.

Of course, there is another way.

That is, Du Wei himself became a demon, a conceptual existence.

But that idea is really crazy, and the possibility of realization is basically zero.

At this time, Du Wei walked to the altar.

He indifferently said to the golden balance: "I don't know if you made my copy, but now all the sacrifices here are already with me. It is impossible to come back."

"And you, don't you regard me as your target?"

"Come on, I'll give you a chance!"