Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

　　 this day at noon.

　　 Tom and Father Tony returned to New York.

　　 at the door of the church.

　　 Tom put on clean pants and a black jacket, with one hand in his pocket and the other with a cigarette, and said with a sad expression: "Father Tony, I'm tired..."

Father Tony standing next to 　　 is also smoking.

　　 doesn't seem to be a serious priest at all.

　　 Smoke rings, old Tony said: "Life these few days is too exciting, I am also a little tired physically and mentally, temporarily I want to rest for a while."

　　 Tom said in a low voice: "I have something to do. Now I have united with the city of Yad and the sheriffs of other cities are looking for the remnants of voodoo."

　　 "Furthermore, I also found that the dirty bar was a man last time. It seems to be a voodoo industry."

　　 "I want to send them all to prison."

　　 Father Tony's eyes were cold when he heard this, and he gritted his teeth and said: "When I get myself up again, I'm going to see them in prison and give them a good class."

　　 Tom coldly hummed and said, "I will definitely not let them go easily. For the time being, I will announce the official disbandment of the Red Light District God of War combination."

　　 Father Tony coughed: "I think disbanding is a good thing. Recently, my body is getting worse and worse. The special skills you taught me are no match for the helplessness of aging."

　　 "Even if I change the gun, I can't move the prostitute anymore."

Tom sighed and said, "Who is not the same. Although I am a submachine gun now, I am about to run out of ammunition and food. My body is the cost of prostitution. I must take a good rest, at least two or three years. ."

　　 "Okay, goodbye, Father Tony, I'm going to do what I should do."

　　 "Goodbye Tom, the next time we meet may be the time for Mr. Du Wei to come back."

　　 This farewell is extremely sad.

　　 Tom smoked a cigarette and left, his back was rare and serious.

　　 Father Tony couldn't help sighing, recalling the previous experience, there was an illusion that he couldn't bear to look back.

　　 "I am a priest after all."

　　 "Lord, forgive me..."

　　……

the other side.

　　 The vanity sect also moved.

　　 In that snow-capped mountain, outside the high tower built of stones, twelve members of the Vanity Sect stood outside, everyone wearing their faces, and the breath was very cold.

　　 Alphalia is still in the tower.

　　 In other words, the current camp of the 13 members of the Vanity Sect has been set up.

　　 Brand, that is, after Corion Dawquet brought back the last mask from Du Wei, one more person was added to complement this powerful organization.

　　 Gascoigne...

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　　 The replica Gascoigne has not yet discovered the fact that he is actually a Xibei goods. After recovering from the injury, it is exactly the same as before. Until the last moment, even he himself does not know the truth.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

at the moment.

　　 The Vanity Sect has returned to its peak.

　　 Everyone is very powerful.

　　 Except for Mercer, who has no cards.

　　 At this moment.

　　 is in the center of the earth in the tower.

　　 Alphalia's figure melted into the darkness and walked towards the endless steps below.

　　 He has been away for several days.

　　 But it has not yet reached the end.

　　 The more you go down, the more icy the temperature is, and often the temperature in the deep underground is actually constant, so it doesn’t appear too cold.

　　 Alphalia murmured as he walked: "Every time I come here, I feel as if I'm in hell. The space here is already distorted. If you think about it from another angle, this is actually a tomb."

　　 A long time ago in Europe, there was a large-scale disease.

　　 After those nobles are infected with the disease, they will build some tall towers, layer by layer, and then dismantle the modern-like scaffolding when the tall towers are built.

　　The nobles infected with the disease will be placed in the depths of the tower.

　　 People outside cannot get in, and people inside cannot get out either.

after a long time.

　　 The scene in front of Alphalia suddenly lit up.

　　 There is a red flame burning.

　　 He saw that there was a gate in front of him.

　　 On both sides of the gate are two stone-cut lamps. Although there is no wick or any fuel, the flames are burning strangely.

　　 "Only vanity lasts..."

　　 Alphalia whispered a word, walked to the door, stretched out his hands and pressed it on the door.

　　 He tried his best.

　　 just pushed the door open.

　　 A heavy rumbling sound echoed underground, and there was a very huge space behind the door.

　　 There are a total of seventy-two door statues listed among them.

　　Each door is made of stone, arranged in a circle. Some of the stone gate statues have cracks, and more of them exude a weird atmosphere.

　　 In the middle of the seventy-two stone gates, there is a sarcophagus.

　　The four stone gates closest to the sarcophagus.

　　 After Alphalia came here, he took a deep look at the four stone gates, then lowered his head and dared not look any more.

　　 Solomon's 72 Pillar Demon God has a complicated hierarchy.

　　 and the frontmost is the four pillars.

　　 These four stone gates correspond to the four pillars.

　　 across the stone gates.

finally.

　　 Alphalia came to the sarcophagus.

　　 He knelt on the ground, stretched out his fingers and stroked the mask on his face, and suddenly black blood dripped.

　　 After this drop of blood fell, it was strangely suspended in the air.

　　 Also, some black threads gradually ooze from the sarcophagus.

　　 is like hair.

　　 After those silk threads appeared, mask patterns were vaguely formed.

　　 is exactly thirteen.

　　 Alphalia took a deep breath, doubt flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "Strange, there is nothing wrong with the existence below this, so what happened to my previous sneeze?"

　　 "Do I really have a cold?"

　　 "Isn't it affected by these existences?"

　　 Alphalia didn't dare to think too much, because of the weird and terrifying place, he had personally witnessed that if any thoughts diverged, it would easily cause some abnormal changes.

　　 Then.

　　 He took a deep breath, stood up and climbed to the top of the sarcophagus~www.NovelMTL.com~ and lay on it with his eyes closed.

　　 immediately after...

　　 His muscles were trembling, and the mask pattern formed by the fine black silk thread pierced into his body, as if something was pulled away from it, and something seemed to be injected into it.

　　 "Ahhhhhh..."

　　 Even though Alphalia has experienced this kind of pain three times, but still defeated, can only wailing in pain, waiting for the end of the torture. A genius remembers 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

　　……

　　 late at night.

　　 Outside the tower.

　　 The vanity sect people are still waiting.

　　 suddenly.

　　 There is a coughing sound.

　　 In front of everyone, the tower was suddenly covered by shadows.

　　 It's as if the terrible being trapped in it has broken free.

　　 The shadow shrank instantly.

　　 Alphalia stepped out from the inside, and the horror breath disappeared as soon as it released.

　　 "Has the investigation of the situation in Voodoo been clear?"

　　 His voice was very cold and hard, as if he was speaking through gritted teeth, and it seemed that he had not recovered from the previous pain.

　　 The others said in unison: "It has been investigated clearly."

Alphalia said coldly: "Well, Brand, Gascoigne, Ferren, Mercer, you four go to voodoo and find the stone tablet. The others will act separately and take us. The back hand of the arrangement starts."