If the evil spirit Duwei likes to mock others.

Then this sentence is really noisy, it can be said to be very hateful.

In fact, that's exactly the case.

The demon looked at the evil spirit Du Wei angrily.

It said with a ferocious face: "You will definitely die."

After saying that, one hand was pressed on the ground.

The entire city of London was directly swallowed by darkness.

From the ground, to the streets, to those Victorian Gothic buildings.

Everything seemed to be pulled into the abyss and could no longer accommodate a trace of light.

Everything does not exist.

But at this time.

Only a cold voice said: "The reason why people call human beings is because they have weaknesses, and no one can erase these weaknesses."

"Our biggest enemy is precisely himself."

“From the beginning, I knew the plan would fail.”

"Why create God?"

"I deny everything because I don't recognize those illusory existences."

"I have a lot of doubts in my heart, it's about me."

"But now, there is only one thing I want to do."

"That's to kill you."

"When you become me, you have already lost, you are vulnerable in front of me."

Du Wei has weaknesses.

But the evil spirit Du Wei did not.

Because its only weakness is the body.

Now, this weakness has been completely compensated.

It can be said that it is its own god.

Only it can be achieved in the eyes of ordinary people, which completely goes against common sense.

...

Minette only felt a daze in front of her.

The line of sight seemed to be blocked.

All the colors you can see on weekdays seem to be pulled away.

Looking around, you can only see black and white.

Or.

The world was influenced by some strange force and turned into black and white.

“Is this where?”

"Am I dead?"

"No...Duwei...Duwei Where are you?"

Minette murmured.

But when she said that name, the scene in front of her suddenly changed.

Twisted, Chaos.

All the lost colors are restored to their original state.

In the sky, clouds are covered with clouds.

It's so dark that it makes people breathless.

Everything seemed to be back three days ago.

Immediately afterwards.

Minette saw a huge altar appear in front of him.

At every level of the altar, there are people from the Vader religion standing.

The men were wearing masks and were praying in a low voice.

Standing around her was her companion.

Everyone looked confused.

I don't seem to know what happened yet.

It seems like they have been resurrected again.

Only, the rival of the evil spirit Du Wei did not appear.

"Look...on the altar..."

Minette opened his mouth, his eyes full of shock.

Others also looked over.

They only felt the chill in their hearts, and they couldn't stop trembling.

I saw it above the altar.

The evil spirit Du Wei sat on the throne, stepping on a twisted human body with one foot, holding a flat posture with his right hand, and the pattern of the pointer on the back of his hand was rotating wildly.

Look carefully.

It turns counterclockwise.

This scene is exactly the same as the arm in the antique clock.

The evil spirit Du Wei slowly withdrew his hand.

Time is indeed countercurrent.

It turned the time forward for three days.

Only it can carry that kind of pain.

The consciousness collapsed a little bit.

The body is turned into powder.

The reason why this is possible.

Actually very simple.

It consumes all the fears that aroused by millions of people in the entire city of London at one time.

In the dark clouds.

A shriveled red balloon slowly fell.

What followed was also a downpour.

The evil spirit Du Wei stepped on the head of existence into the altar built by stone walls. The latter was twisting wildly, becoming less and less like a human.

It seems to be about to get rid of this body's influence.

It doesn't want to become Duwei.

Only by giving up this identity can one become a conceptual existence again.

The evil spirit Du Wei's pupils shrank slightly.

The ability to immobilize.

Its eyes were filled with blood, which was already the limit.

But the invisible confrontation is feedback to it, and it cannot resist at all.

Once this ghost thing becomes a conceptual existence again.

It is impossible to compete with the other party in a real sense.

Even the goal cannot be determined.

"There must be a way to kill you."

"Since the mask maker can do it, there is no reason I can't do it."

Blood flowed out of the corners of the evil spirit Du Wei's eyes.

After entering the gates of hell.
To be continued...