Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 413: 409. Long-Awaited Knock at the Door (Combined Chapters)_2

After having stayed in Massas City for so long, the Veda Sect’s efforts were not without reward.

They found a safe place.

Of course… only possibly safe.

Minella’s subordinates immediately sprang into action.

They notified others by phone and organized manpower to enter the underground passage of this abandoned house.

Once in,

it didn’t matter if they were discovered.

Because they could block the entrance.

However, at this moment,

Minella suddenly frowned and turned to look outside the window.

More precisely, she looked at the ground outside the window.

In the darkness of night,

she vaguely discerned a blurry figure.

That person stood downstairs, wearing a white mask.

As if shrouded in mist, apart from the mask, it was impossible to discern the person’s height or other physical characteristics.

Spirit Vision is an ability eroded over time by the Evil Spirit.

It was not exclusive to Du Wei alone.

Naturally, Minella also possessed this ability.

She lowered her head, staring intently at the masked presence, “Is it an Evil Spirit we created? But why does it feel different, the mask…”

“The messages from inside the sect said the person who is supposed to be sacrificed to the god also likes wearing a mask.”

“Could it be that man?”

With this thought,

Minella quickly gestured to the others, leading them straight to the basement dug out on the ground floor.

According to the information provided by the Veda Sect,

if it was that man, there was no way they could handle him with just a few of them.

They had no choice but to focus on survival.

However, at that moment,

Knock knock knock…

Knock knock knock…

A series of knocking sounds began.

It was like the exclusive BGM of a shadow.

Although it didn’t necessarily manifest every time a murder occurred,

whenever it did, it meant it was about to kill.

As the eerie knocking came out of nowhere, the faces of Minella and her people turned particularly unsightly.

The main thing was,

at this moment, an extremely intense malice surged throughout the entire abandoned building.

Chilling and tumultuous…

In those dark corners invisible to the naked eye, something seemed to be watching them maliciously.

The footsteps quickened.

Minella and her people didn’t dare delay any further, carrying items capable of countering Evil Spirits and scarecrows standard to Veda Sect operatives, they rushed into the basement.

Inside was a passage covered with wooden boards.

But just as they entered,

Bang!

The door of the basement closed automatically.

The scarecrow in Minella’s hands ignited by itself.

But as soon as it caught fire, it burst into ashes with a loud boom.

The surroundings turned pitch black.

Thwack…

Sounds like a sharp knife piercing flesh were coupled with screams.

In her state of Spirit Vision,

Minella saw the shadow.

It was holding two knives, one with a broken tip, and the other intact, resembling a dinner knife.

Upon appearance, it began its slaughter of the Veda Sect members.

Ten cultists lost their lives in the blink of an eye.

Then, the shadow turned its head, looking towards Minella.

Minella attempted to resist.

But it was useless, the next second she was levitating, her hands clutching her throat, her muffled groans filled with pain.

Soon after, her proud figure twisted grotesquely.

From arm to thigh, it was as if wrung like a towel, twisted into a hideous mass of flesh and blood.

Smack…

The body heavily dropped to the ground.

However, the shadow, since obtaining weapons, had not used its most adept method of murder for a long while.

It seemed somewhat unsatisfied.

Thus, Minella’s body was lifted again, suspended against the basement ceiling.

Thwack…

As if invisible large hands were at work, the head of the body was violently yanked down.

The body remained stuck to the ceiling, never falling…

…

Outside the house,

Du Wei stood still, wearing the mask.

If it weren’t for him fiddling with that coin, one might not regard him as a person, but rather some eerie being.

Perhaps an Evil Spirit…

His luck was always poor,

worse than the shadow’s.

Flipping a coin to gamble on luck was something he could only do in the identity of the shadow.

Therefore, after just seven or eight tosses, Du Wei had tracked down the cultists’ hideout.

With the shadowy figure stepping in, the situation became much simpler.

There was no need for Du Wei to take action himself.

Though he had never personally taken up a gun before.

Suddenly…

In the darkness, a woman’s head rolled out, tumbling across the grass to stop right in front of Du Wei.

This…

He saw the head smeared with blood, its features twisted into a fearsome snarl, eyes bulging as if ready to pop out.

“I almost forgot, you like twisting people’s heads off,”

Du Wei shook his head silently, then turned to leave.

The shadowy figure quietly appeared behind him, overlapping with his own silhouette.

Members of the Veda Sect were still hidden in the shadows.

There was more work to be done.

Before heading to Europe, Du Wei didn’t mind strengthening the shadowy figure a bit more.

After all, the only one who was utterly loyal to him, who would never betray him, was the shadowy figure.

It had been fashioned into a new Masked Evil Spirit by his own hands.

Unless he died, it would forever be bound to him.

There was nothing wrong with making the most loyal subordinate stronger.

After all, it was the shadowy figure…

…

On the 19th, at 11 p.m.

A McLaren GT slowly left Massas City, heading towards the nearest airport.

Du Wei was driving, glancing at the rearview mirror from time to time.

Reflected in the mirror was a blaze of fire.

Those stationed near Massas City had already started setting fires…

Among them were Exorcists.

It wasn’t a big problem.

As for those from the Veda Sect lurking in the shadows, most had already been killed by the “shadowy figure.”

No one else would think it was Du Wei’s doing.

After all, that kind of death made people think of the Evil Spirit.

“I wonder if this counts as a denial of the death scene?”

This thought suddenly emerged in Du Wei’s mind.

The death scene he had witnessed before was extremely bizarre.

It stemmed from the special ability of the Antique Clock but showed the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

And the Evil Spirit Du Wei was playing a Lullaby in front of the pit in Massas City.

Saying he wasn’t worried would be a lie.

Therefore, the person who least wanted trouble in Massas City was Du Wei himself.

Because in a way, that could confirm that his struggle against the Evil Spirit Du Wei would end in failure.

He was Du Wei, but so was the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

The difference between a person and an Evil Spirit is merely essence.

It’s just that…

No one wants another self to replace them.

Du Wei let out an involuntary sigh.

He quenched all those chaotic emotions and entered a state of absolute calm and rationality.

This had become a habit.

“The plan begins.”

…

Elsewhere.

In New York, Yard City, Scolyn City, Esselgreen… and so on and so forth…

The church’s people had already begun the purge of the Veda Sect.

In a certain slum.

A group from the church snuck in quietly.

Ten or so minutes later, as they emerged, they carried a strong scent of blood.

This scene was playing out in many places.

The bishops of the Veda Sect faced adversaries that were not on their level at all, hunters.

There was no resistance.

It was a bloody massacre.

And in distant Europe.

Within the headquarters castle of the Veda Sect.

A bishop reported the situation to the others.

All of them were discussing, unaware of why the church had suddenly taken action.

“We’ve lost contact with those in Massas City.”

“Why was our plan discovered?”

“God… please give us some guidance.”

The bishops knelt on the ground, praying to the boiling, churning mist above their heads.

They could feel a pair of cold eyes watching them.

But…

They received no reply.

No one could have imagined that the reason the Veda Sect’s plan was mysteriously uncovered was simply because they had, unbeknownst to them, offended Du Wei’s good brother, Tom.

Filled with a man’s rage, Tom longed to seek revenge on the Veda Sect day and night. Though he lacked the ability, he had the resolve.

He gathered most of the information on the Veda Sect.

It was an unexpected gift to Du Wei.

The strength of a person is derived from desire.

While this saying seems discordant when applied to Tom, if it were twisted a bit, it might still make sense.

Hmm…

Even Du Wei had to admit, Tom was truly awesome this time…

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