Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 732 - 710, Stuff something for Brother Shadow.
Chapter 732: 710, Stuff something for Brother Shadow.
[“The future? Master, what future are you holding onto? Aren’t your hands stretched out?”]
The Envelope was confused.
It felt that once again it didn’t understand the Master of the Evil Spirit.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei couldn’t be bothered to argue with the Envelope.
Turning its head, it looked toward the Red Gate.
“This door was created by Ryan Hamel. Even now, I would find it very difficult to create something like this.”
“As long as you repeatedly open the door, different locations will appear behind it. In a sense, it’s the most ‘bugged’ thing I have ever seen.”
The Evil Spirit Du Wei didn’t want to leave the Red Gate underground.
It planned to take it away.
So.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei turned its attention to the Shadow.
The Shadow cocked its head to one side, not knowing what its master intended to do.
However.
The next second, the Evil Spirit Du Wei beckoned to it.
The Shadow instantly appeared in front of him.
The Right Hand reached out to the Shadow’s chest.
The Left Hand pressed against the Red Gate.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei’s pupils suddenly constricted.
A strange fluctuation quietly spread out.
Inside the Shadow’s body, there already was the gate ability of Alvin Dowqui, although that gate was used to imprison Evil Spirits.
“Get in there.”
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The Evil Spirit Du Wei said calmly.
In the blink of an eye, the Red Gate disappeared, and the Shadow immediately expanded, its entire shadowy contour deformed and twisted, taking on the shape of a door.
Yes.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei had stuffed the Red Gate inside the Shadow’s body.
This sort of thing, it was well-practiced at.
The Shadow trembled wildly; it was in incredible pain, almost bursting open.
But with the Evil Spirit Du Wei present, it was simply impossible for the Shadow to die.
It would make the Red Gate and the Shadow integrate into one entity.
At the side, the Envelope watched with envy.
Not out of fear…
but jealousy.
[“Merely a Shadow, what merits does it have, for the master to show such favoritism? And even the Master of the Evil Spirit shows it preference. When will such luck fall upon me, the Envelope?”]
At this moment.
The Shadow was about to burst.
But fortunately, the Evil Spirit Du Wei wouldn’t allow it.
So no matter how much the Shadow suffered, no matter how much it rejected, the Red Gate still honestly merged with it.
Soon.
The Shadow returned to its original state.
Its aura also became somewhat more terrifying than before.
By now, the Shadow could no longer be classified as a Demon Spirit.
To be accurate, it should be considered a different kind of Strangeness, or perhaps Calamity?
The Evil Spirit Du Wei nodded in satisfaction: “Not bad, smoother than I expected.”
It’s just that the Shadow’s intelligence was low.
If it were the Envelope, it certainly wouldn’t miss the opportunity to ingratiate itself.
[“It’s all just the master’s task after all.”]
The Envelope was sourly envious as it floated to the front of the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
[“Master, now that you’ve recovered, you mentioned an entity stealing Valak’s power before, shall we go and kill that thing?”]
Upon hearing this, the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
Its expression turned cold: “The entity that stole my power, I have no idea what it is exactly, at least I haven’t felt it.”
[“Do you mean, that damn thing isn’t in New York? Or should I say, not in the modern era?”]
The Evil Spirit Du Wei spoke coldly: “More precisely, it’s not in the same space as you and me.”
“The bizarre place beyond the Red Gate, even I have never been there.”
“This world, there are still some things, I have yet to understand.”
The Envelope thought so too.
Because before, the people from the church had spoken to its master about the undercover plan, many from the church including some hunters, had gone undercover in other religious organizations.
To steal the kind of substance similar to the Blood of Jesus from the others, then gather it together, and thoroughly purify the world of evil.
“Master, having suffered such a loss, are you really going to let it go?”
The Evil Spirit Du Wei said coldly, “Let it go? How could that be possible.”
Having said this.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei looked towards the winding tunnel.
“Although I do not know who, or rather, what, stole my power, I do know exactly where it is now.”
As the words fell.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei, the Envelope, and the shadow instantly disappeared.
…
Thud…
A pickaxe struck the ground.
At this moment, Ryan was digging in the junkyard for the treasure he desired.
Suddenly.
Ryan felt an inexplicable sense of loss: “Damn it, why do I suddenly feel like I’ve lost something important, like my treasure is gone?”
When the Red Gate was taken away by the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
Ryan had that feeling.
But.
“I feel like that’s impossible.”
“I, Baron Ryan, am in the junkyard, with rain falling outside, and there’s no one else here. Could a thief really have stolen my treasure?”
Thinking this, Ryan felt a lot more at ease in his heart.
But the sense of loss remained.
“That’s not right either. I’ve been digging in this pile of junk for so long, I should have found treasure by now, but all I’ve found is trash. Could I have been looking in the wrong place?”
“That shouldn’t be…”
“Who am I? I am the Right Hand of the director, the great Baron Ryan, a miracle of the medical world. Even though I have lost my domain now, after all, I once was an emperor.”
“This junkyard, for sure, is where I hid my treasure.”
After indulging in his fantasies, Ryan laughed joyfully again.
Then, he lifted his pickaxe once more and dug down again.
With a rustling sound, the pickaxe brought up a necklace.
Although the necklace was covered with mud, one could still see an amethyst embedded at its junction.
A light shone in Ryan’s eyes.
He smiled even more joyfully, and directly took the necklace in his hand: “So this is the treasure I’ve dug up, looks like it’s an amethyst, it should be pretty valuable.”
“I knew it, once an emperor, I must have hidden jewels of immense value. Just a little more effort in digging, and who knows, maybe I could even strike oil.”
“Back in the psychiatric hospital, I used to organize the patients to watch TV every day. The TV reported that there was a country called Dubai, dirt poor, got wealthy out of nowhere just because of oil.”
“Once I find oil, I Ryan will be the world’s richest person.”
…
The tunnel was longer than imagined.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei moved at a speed beyond human conception.
It could inherently disregard space and distance.
Yet even so, it took quite a while to travel through the tunnel.
A half hour had passed.
With its speed, in such time, it could have already reached the church’s headquarters, St. Bodia.
This made the Evil Spirit Du Wei very impatient.
“Master, there’s no need to be angry. Such insignificant ants are just trash that you can squash easily. If it displeases you, why not just destroy the world to let off some steam?”
The Evil Spirit Du Wei glared coldly at it.
“You shut up.”
Speaking, the Evil Spirit Du Wei halted.
Moving forward like this, who knows when there would be an end.
A solution was needed.
So, the Evil Spirit Du Wei looked down at its wrist, or more precisely, at the rope.
One thread making up the rope was the Demon God Valak.
After pondering for a moment, it reached out and grabbed it.
“Perhaps, I could try this.”
A single thread emerged forth.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei closed its eyes tightly.
Through this thread, the being that had stolen Valak’s power was faintly sensed by it.
Just find the coordinates.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei would be able to make instant contact with it.
In a sense, this was akin to a Ghost Call.
