Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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If, uh...

If it really can.

Envelope felt that it would no longer be so cheap, mocking the shadow all day long.

So much.

Seeing the situation is not good now, Sombra left it and slipped straight away.

[Brother Sombra, I was wrong, don’t leave me a demon, I am weak, pitiful and helpless, if you have a little brain, you should also take me away...]

[Go back by yourself, do you still have the face to see the master? 】

The envelope is hard to tell.

It tried to escape, but before it had time to realize this idea, it was captured on the spot by Corion Dawquet and others.

[Dear brothers, there must be some misunderstanding. You are calm and calm. The owner of my envelope is the Duke. 】

[Can you give him some face? 】

this moment.

When Corion Dauqui and others seized the envelope.

The envelope was shocked on the spot.

A dozen hunters made the shot, let alone it, even if it was a demon, he could only stop cooking on the spot.

What's more, the strength of these hunters is very terrifying, far from being comparable to those of those hundreds of years later.

Corion Dawquet grabbed the envelope and said with red eyes, "You actually have self-awareness?"

The envelope was stunned.

Yup……

It does have self-awareness.

Any questions?

[My master is the Duke. As his most loyal lackey, what happened to me consciously? 】

The other hunters looked at the envelope with strange eyes.

From beginning to end, the distinction between people and these ghosts is very obvious.

People should be wise.

Although evil spirits, evil spirits, and demons have shown wisdom, they should not have self-awareness.

If it spreads out, I am afraid it will subvert everyone's three views.

The existence of weird power, once you have self-consciousness, how terrible it should be.

Corien Dawkwe resisted the killing intent in his heart, and cast a look at a middle-aged man with a beard among the remaining hunters.

The latter immediately locked the envelope without a trace.

Afterwards, Corion Dawkwe pretended to be calm and said: "It's nothing, but now you have fallen into our hands. Since you have self-awareness, it's easy to communicate."

"Tell us, what has happened to the Lord Duke now."

"Where is he now?"

The envelope trembled slightly.

It can't help but wonder: [Are these stupid hunters crazy? I want to find the master of the evil spirit, I'm afraid that I'm tired of life and crooked, and they want to kill me. Really think that the backtracking ability of my envelope is for dry rice? 】

Thought so in my heart.

On the surface, a line of text appeared on the envelope.

[Oh, my elder brothers don’t know, my master seems to be driven mad by Solomon's 72-pillar demon. He is now going with Vader’s coach. As the owner’s most loyal lackey, I feel hurt in my eyes. . 】

[A good master turned out to be like this. 】

[I'm going to cry, do your best, go and save my master, or kill him and give him relief. 】

This time.

It was dumbfounded to talk about Corion Dauqui and others.

Isn't the evil spirit envelope the duke's most loyal lackey?

Why did the words sound so strange.

No one is a fool.

The hunters even engraved caution into their bones.

No one believed the envelope at all.

In their opinion, this evil spirit envelope is full of lies, which is definitely not a good thing.

Immediately, Corion Dauquay said indifferently: "You want us to deal with the Lord Duke so much, is it because things turned out like this? It's because of you."

【what? What does this have to do with my envelope, I am just a simple evil spirit, I have never killed anyone. 】

Corion Dawquet glanced at the Vaderist hunter who was twisted into a towel by the dark shadow.

The envelope is embarrassing.

[This is not what I did. It was done by the black shadow just now. It is the most evil. There are hundreds of people killed, and it shamelessly left me behind. If you want to do justice, go and kill it. Thousands Don't trouble me...]

Corion Dawquet sneered: "It's really disgusting, you still dare to lie."

"Tory, let it be more obedient."

Tori is the middle-aged man just now.

The man entered the evil spirit directly, clutching the envelope blankly.

For a time.

A strange breath surrounds the envelope.

[Fuck, what do you idiots want to do to me? 】

[Ah... I'm going to die, I'm going to die, you can't do this to me, I'm the most loyal lackey of the owner, you bastards, you will definitely go to hell...]

[Ah... the envelope is cracked. 】

In Tori's hands, the envelope was torn into two, and each one was intact.

However, in one of the envelopes, text appeared crazily, full of garbled characters.

I don't see any meaning at all.

The other one is slightly normal.

The text above is.

[A minute ago, Tori successfully copied an envelope. 】

Corion Dawkwe asked Tori: "How did this evil spirit envelope become like this? It seems to have lost consciousness."

Tony replied: "The replica retains its power, but excluding its consciousness, its original consciousness is pinned on another envelope, but according to our statement, it should be an idiot now."

Corion Dawkwe nodded in satisfaction: "This thing must be preserved and brought back to the church at that time, so that others can study its secret ~ www.NovelMTL.com~ After finishing speaking, he asked the envelope again: "The Duke Where are you now? "

[On the tallest spire in London, it likes to stay high...]

Corion Dawquet asked again: "It? Why do you call it instead of him?"

[Because it has long been inhuman. 】

...

On the tallest spire in London.

The evil spirit Du Wei withdrew his sight.

In the city.

As long as the area covered by dark clouds is its home field.

"I looked at these hunters too highly, so I underestimated the envelope."

"But these hunters are not suitable for being a member of the plan. I need a stronger presence, otherwise it would be impossible to lure them out simply as bait."

The tone of the evil spirit Du Wei is unpredictable.

It seems to want to do something beyond everyone's expectations.

At this time.

The evil spirit Du Wei frowned suddenly, and looked into the distance again.

The dark clouds in the sky have also become more gloomy.

"I feel a stronger hunter, there seems to be a weird aura..."

...

Entrance in the City of London.

The team of hunters riding ponies had already arrived at the door.

Minette held the reins with one hand, and rubbed the long sword with the other.

She raised her head and looked at the dark clouds above her head.

Inexplicably, a very strange feeling emerged in his heart.

"Be vigilant, we have been spotted."

Someone said: "This city feels like a monster is brewing. It has a pair of eyes that make people feel chilling. It is like a high god, and casts its gaze into the world inadvertently."

Minette's eyes were very firm: "Go into the city and solve all the troubles. If he is crazy, then solve him too."