Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 172 171, The Last Mutation

After Du Wei spoke his last words.

The mirror he held in his left hand shattered with a snap.

The corpse on the ground also returned to calm.

Then, Du Wei casually tossed the broken mirror aside and reached out to remove the mask from the face of the corpse.

The mask was eerily clean and smooth, without a single drop of blood on it.

In his hand, it felt slightly cold. Read latest chapters at empire

Under the Spirit Vision, Du Wei could see a blurry face on this new mask.

A faint but indelible malice seemed to envelop him constantly.

It was like an obsession.

However.

Du Wei felt nothing, not even the slightest ripple in his emotions.

Compared to the shadow, this new "Masked Evil Spirit" he'd created seemed a bit lacking.

Its threat level was even less than that of the shadow.

Because the face Du Wei had given it was actually its own.

The real face-swapping mechanism of the Masked Evil Spirit, on the other hand, involved taking someone else's face.

This was a bug, but in a sense, it was also a vicious cycle.

The Evil Spirit that had its face swapped became a Masked Evil Spirit, but the face it swapped was its own.

It couldn't leave the mask.

It was also unable to take over another's body to engage in the face-swapping mechanism.

Like a defanged snake that seemed dangerous and terrifying, it actually couldn't unleash its original ferocity.

Essentially, it was rendered useless.

But for Du Wei, this was the best situation, when the two Joker Cards came together, they would revive the Evil Spirit.

Yet, the owner of one of the Joker Cards had become an Evil Spirit, causing the revival process to be stuck.

As long as the new Masked Evil Spirit wasn't destroyed, there wouldn't be any temporary issues with the Joker Card.

So Du Wei would protect this new Masked Evil Spirit very well...

With that thought.

Du Wei put the mask into his backpack and walked toward the fire with his Black Umbrella, planning to extinguish it and leave through the safety exit he had left behind.

As he walked past the Bald Man's corpse, Du Wei gave it a thought and started to search the body.

He almost forgot something.

Soon...

A long, rectangular box about two centimeters wide and fifteen centimeters long appeared in Du Wei's hand.

When he opened the box, what lay inside was a slender iron nail.

The nail was covered in rust, and its tail was round, resembling the kind of ship nail used in the construction of wooden sailing ships in the last century.

"Is this the Holy Nail? There's nothing strange about it under the Spirit Vision, can it be used against the dead hunter's body to prevent it from turning? "

"It's a bit strange..."

Du Wei pocketed the box and headed towards the fire pit while musing to himself.

If the Spirit Vision didn't detect anything unusual, yet it was used against hunters' corpses.

The purpose of creating the Holy Nail, then, became quite intriguing.

It seemed that whether it was the Dusk Bell Church or the church itself, the attitude towards hunters was ambiguous.

Both physically and psychologically, he felt much more settled.

Du Wei looked down at his feet.

At this moment, he was standing on that invisible line.

If he took a step back, he would re-enter the realm of the street; one step forward, and the Evil Spirit Squad behind him would also step out.

Yet now, he stood still, not even contemplating turning his head. He simply looked calmly ahead with a deep and icy gaze.

Behind him.

The entire Evil Spirit Squad, with unprecedented regularity, also stood motionless as their leader did.

But as time ticked by.

A new change suddenly began to ripple through the entire Evil Spirit Squad.

All the evil spirits started to tremble, staring fixedly at Du Wei's back.

In the rear, more and more Ghosts emerged, but each one that appeared struggled as if trapped in a swamp, gradually losing strength and falling silent in death.

The evil spirit with the Golden Brooch could not even manage to tremble.

The struggle of the entire Evil Spirit Squad grew weaker and weaker.

Starting from the rear.

First, it was the entirely black entity that resembled a woman with elongated limbs, only visible under a light, which stopped trembling.

Then... one by one, much like a viral spread, all the evil spirits ceased any movement.

Du Wei, sensing the calmness behind him, didn't immediately move.

After a while...

A cold and slender hand slowly rested on his shoulder.

An icy chill that took one's breath away seeped through his shoulder, penetrating his internal organs.

Yet Du Wei was not only undaunted but even smiled.

He reached out with his Evil Spirit Transformed Right Hand and drew the Dagger.

Then he twisted his head to look at her.

He saw the female evil spirit holding the umbrella staring at him with vacant, lifeless eyes, one hand holding the umbrella and the other resting on his shoulder.

Du Wei smiled at her, "When facing danger, people instinctively choose to flee, and with the Evil Spirit Squad fallen silent, logic suggests I should leave immediately, so you laid in wait."

"But I've been waiting for you to make a move, so I didn't leave."

"And just now, when you placed your hand on me, I knew you had run out of options."

Having said this, Du Wei stood still, the Dagger in his hand plunged into the hand of the evil spirit that rested on his shoulder.

This Dagger was a special conduit.

In an instant, the evil spirit's hand trembled, unable to retract.

Du Wei pried it off with the Dagger and with a bit of force, pushed it back across the safety line.

After doing all this.

Du Wei waited a while longer, making sure the Evil Spirit Squad couldn't move anymore, then he removed the lighter tied to the top of the Black Umbrella.

The Bone Powder was sprinkled once more on the female evil spirit holding the Black Umbrella.

This was Du Wei's last supply, but it was quite effective. When the flames reignited, they quickly enveloped the entire Evil Spirit Squad.

Yet, even with the fierce burning, those evil spirits remained still as statues without a twitch.

Du Wei took a deep look at the roaring flames and whispered softly, "It's over... As long as this street isn't destroyed, or someone comes to the start of the highway, there shouldn't be any more issues here."

With that, he turned and quickly left.

Though he had only spent eight hours in Massas City, he had been on constant high alert. If he had stayed any longer, Du Wei feared he wouldn't even know how he'd die.