Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 294: 292. Evil Spirit or Hunter... (Extra)



Chapter 294: 292. Evil Spirit or Hunter... (Extra)

Chapter 294: 292. Evil Spirit or Hunter... (Extra)

These Evil Spirits don’t actually exist; they are false...

Leaving behind the shadow was also to give the opponent an illusion.

After doing all this,

Du Wei turned around and tossed a Coin.

It didn’t matter whether it was heads or tails; he just needed an Evil Spirit to escort and protect him.

However, maybe luck really had arrived, because this time it just happened to land heads up.

The skull emerged behind Du Wei.

Du Wei, as if he hadn’t heard anything, put everything into his backpack and then, drenched in the rain, took step by step into the icy dark waters...

...

Icy and pitch-black, the deep waters...

Du Wei felt an intense sensation of suffocation, even though he knew this was all in a painting and everything was fake, instinct made it hard to ignore.

He could only undergo Evil Spirit Transformation, completely disregarding whether he was going to suffocate or not.

In the lake...

In the darkest, deepest parts there were undercurrents and vortexes.

A normal person, when encountering such a situation, would surely stay as far away from the vortex as possible.

Because once caught in the vortex, even a buffalo wouldn’t be able to come out alive.

That force was simply too strong.

But Du Wei didn’t care at all; he exerted all his strength and swam towards the deepest, most dangerous vortex.

He told himself, “How could there be a vortex in an artificial lake...”

“So, this is actually a conceptual gate...”

“But after I enter the real gate, what I will face are hundreds of Evil Spirits and one Hoddy...”

“Even though I can wear the mask, there are too many variables.”

“I need to make thorough preparations.”

“Undergo Evil Spirit Transformation again, experience what they call pain once more, and hopefully, it will grant me a powerful ability, becoming my best trump card.”

The closer it got to this moment, the clearer Du Wei’s mind became; halfway through his swim, the vortex pulled his entire body in.

He relaxed his muscles, clutched his backpack tightly, and closed his eyes.

His consciousness entered the darkness.

All the experiences he had gone through from a young age flashed in his mind.

This was a necessary stage that normal hunters went through; the pain was lengthy but at the same time brief.

Because once the pain ended, one would gain some sort of special ability.

Of course, this came at a price...

...

He didn’t know how much time had passed.

Indeed very powerful...

Powerful enough that he was completely unsure what to do with it...

As long as he had contact with an Evil Spirit, he could leave behind a Mark of the Evil Spirit, which upon use, would summon the spirit to appear beside him, ignoring space and distance, to launch an attack...

It was tantamount to suicide...

How was he supposed to use this?

For the moment, Du Wei couldn’t think of any use, but he had to admit the Mark’s power was indeed very BUG.

If he could find the right use for it, it would probably be another trump card for a decisive victory.

And the corpse that was impaled by the flagpole and hung two meters high suddenly trembled.

“Du... Du Wei, don’t move rashly, otherwise, we’ll both die...”

The voice was very hoarse, carrying a chilling undertone and the sense of decay...

The Evil Spirit students took a step forward.

There was no sound of footsteps.

Everything seemed eerily silent and mysterious.

Du Wei took a deep breath, pulled out a flintlock pistol from his pocket, and pointed it at Hoddy, “Do you think I would trust you?”

The body slowly slid down the rusted and darkened flagpole.

At the same time, black blood flowed down...

It wasn’t dead yet.

With a hoarse voice, Hoddy said, “Actually, I am like you, I am a hunter too, a hunter of the Veda Sect. I apologize for my earlier actions, but please believe me, if you step off this podium, you really will die.”

“With hundreds of Evil Spirits, no matter how strong you are, it’s impossible to get out alive.”

The entire podium was built on a concrete foundation, about three meters in size; the area was very small.

Suddenly, Du Wei and Hoddy were facing each other head-on.

His eyes lingered on the oil painting that Hoddy’s dry, decaying hands clutched.

“I don’t trust someone who harbors ill intent towards me. Give me that painting, or else I’ll send you to meet your Veda god with one shot right now,” Du Wei said indifferently.

Du Wei’s voice was cold, he had a way out, and he didn’t care about the so-called predicament.

Moreover, he didn’t believe a word Hoddy said.

But Hoddy refused, “I can’t give you the painting, because it’s very important for both of us; without it, we couldn’t possibly leave.”

“Aren’t you worried about being killed by hundreds of Evil Spirits?”

“Even if you have a way to leave, can you ensure that the Evil Spirits won’t attack you?”

“Besides, the Veda Sect has prepared for this for a long time, they are waiting to welcome me back. Even if you manage to escape from here, you’ll face the Veda Sect’s pursuit.”

“However, I have a plan. If you work with me, I can let you join the Veda Sect. How about a bishop position?”

“As long as you join the Veda Sect, power, women, money—everything you desire, I can give it to you.”

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