Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

　　滴……

　　滴……

　　 A woman dressed as a clergyman and a nun floated above Du Wei's body, opened her mouth, and dark brown blood was slowly dripping down from her hideous fangs.

　　 sticky, moist, cold liquid drips slowly on the tip of the nose.

　　 Du Wei only felt a kind of icy coldness flowing along the tip of his nose, slowly spreading across his face.

　　 He tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't do it at all.

　　 This is the third time he has had this nightmare.

　　 At the beginning, there was no way to resist, the whole dream was a torture, and only the right hand could move.

　　 The air has become heavier and heavier, as if squeezing his lungs, making Du Wei's breathing more and more rapid, and every time he breathed, he exhausted all his strength.

　　 He told himself in his dream that according to the previous rule, he could open his eyes only after a while, and at the same time, he would see the nun and himself getting closer and closer.

　　 go down again, and you will wake up from the dream.

　　 Only after a long time, Du Wei not only failed to open his eyes, but found something terrifying.

　　 His right hand unexpectedly touched something cold.

　　 sharp, pierced...

　　 "This is weird..."

　　 When he was in the horror room, his evil right hand was in contact with Annabel for a long time, and some abnormal changes occurred.

　　 The whole right hand is like a corpse, and there is no feeling at all except that it can be manipulated.

　　 let alone the touch...

　　 "Is it nails?"

　　 Du Wei resisted the doubt about the touch, and sketched the object that was moving back and forth on his right hand in his mind.

　　 "Why is it so fast..."

　　 He refers to distance.

　　 Although he knew that this so-called nightmare was actually caused by the nun’s unsolvable curse, there was still some distance between it and himself in the previous two times.

　　 Even if you have nightmares twice or three times, it is impossible to shorten the distance to the point where it can touch yourself.

　　 What’s even stranger is that Du Wei could clearly feel that when the nun touched his right hand, it was as if he was suppressed, and he even lost control of his right hand.

　　 No resistance...

　　 This is even more terrifying than a strong sense of fear that is suppressed to the point of being unable to breathe. It is as if I have become meat on the chopping board, picked up and picked at will, but I still can't open my eyes and can't see anything.

　　……

　　 At this time, on the other side.

　　 on the streets of Northbrook.

　　 Five black cars are driving forward.

　　 Nerella sat in the position of the co-pilot, quietly looking out the window, the sky was dark and gloomy, and lightning flashed from time to time, accompanied by roaring thunder.

　　 "It will rain soon, how long can we get to the Sofitel Hotel?"

　　 "About ten minutes."

　　The person in the driving seat replied to Nerella and accelerated forward.

　　 Their destination is located at the junction of Northbrook and Oroland, where the Sofitel Hotel is one of the bases of Vinda in New York.

of course……

　　 The guests of the Sofitel Hotel are also the next target of their sacrifice.

　　 And this time, the number is definitely more than before.

　　 Thinking of this, Nerella whispered, "Praise Vader."

　　 When the others heard this, they all nodded: "Praise Vader."

　　 The car continued to drive forward.

　　Nerella stroked her left index finger, where the wound was still aching, but her expression was very numb, and her eyes were indifferent.

　　 Faith can strengthen one’s faith.

　　 But evil beliefs that distort and dissimilar the masses and aim at chaos can corrupt a person's possessions.

　　From the mind to the body, from the outside to the inside.

this is not right……

　　 But for the cultists, they are used to it, and even take it for pleasure.

　　Nairella is even more so. At this moment, she frowned and stared closely at the rearview mirror of the co-pilot.

　　 Her pale face is reflected in the rearview mirror, numb and thin, which makes it easy to think of a patient recovering from a serious illness.

　　 It was her eyes that caught Nerella's attention.

　　The white eyes are bloodshot, and the brown pupils appear much deeper than usual.

"what happened?"

　　 Nerella's expression is very puzzled. She has been resting well, and it's been a long time since she had bloodshot eyes.

　　 "Hey, take a look, is there something in my eyes?"

　　As he said, Nerella turned his head and faced the others sitting in the back seat.

　　 "It seems to be infected, or it may be irritated."

　　 The companion in the back seat stared at Nerella's eyes for a while, but found no abnormalities.

　　 "Well, if it doesn't get better tomorrow, I might have to go to the drugstore."

　　Nerella said to the others and sat down.

　　 The other people did not answer the conversation, bowed their heads in silence, it could be seen that their relationship was not so cordial.

　　 However, what they didn't notice was that after looking at each other with Nerella, their eyes also changed a little.

　　 It looked like it was covered with a black shadow, and it became much deeper.

　　 And, densely packed and bloodshot.

　　 On the street, the car continued to move forward.

　　……

　　 11:38 late at night, the destination-in the suite of the Sofitel Hotel.

　　Nairella stood in the bathroom~www.NovelMTL.com~ took off the black uniform outside, revealing a large white skin, if it weren't for a scar at every other spot, she would undoubtedly be a charming mature woman.

　　 stood under the shower head and turned on the button.

　　 Soon, the fine and warm water wet her whole body.

　　 "It's so comfortable..."

　　Nerella closed her eyes, her expression was very relaxed, even the cruel cultist would inevitably be immersed in material enjoyment.

　　 "It's a pity, I have to rest early, and I have to go to the psychologist tomorrow."

　　 whispered, Nerella quickly finished washing.

　　 It's just that when she walked out of the bathroom in her bathrobe, she suddenly heard a mechanical and extremely regular sound in her ear.

　　咚咚咚......

　　咚咚咚......

　　Someone is knocking on the door...

　　 Nerella frowned. Apart from organizing sacrifice ceremonies, the followers of Vinda would follow the bishop's instructions to gather together. At other times, they were distributed in other areas, and the connection between each other was pitiful.

　　 Logically speaking, no one should knock on the door at this time.

　　 "Who is outside?"

　　Nerella walked to the door and looked out through the cat's eyes.

　　 The lights in the hallway are dim, but it can be seen that there is no other person, only the door of the room facing directly-inside are her two companions.

"what happened?"

　　 Nerella faintly felt that something was wrong. No one was seen outside the door, but the knock on the door continued.

　　 After thinking about it, she put her ear on the door, but weirdly, she didn't feel the vibration when knocking on the door.

　　 "Ruth? Corell? Is it you?"