Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Two hundred and sixty-one, welcome to the mirror

Killing a hunter is much easier than killing an evil spirit.

One pistol, one bullet will do it.

Boom...

When Du Wei in the mirror shot Hannibal, the scene presented became extremely strange, beyond common sense.

The entire mirror surface is like the surface of a lake, and there are waves from the point where the bullet shoots out.

Ripples echoed in the mirror.

The bullet went right through Hannibal's head.

The latter smiled, his expression froze as if he hadn't reacted at all.

He died very simply...

It's a breeze, without any twists and turns in between.

...

in the mirror.

After Du Wei finished shooting in the mirror, he suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

behind him.

Hannibal stood behind intact, and what happened outside the mirror seemed to be a complete hallucination.

With the same smile on his face, he kept staring at the mirror in Du Wei's hand.

See here.

Du Wei felt a little regretful: "It seems that the moment that evil spirit attacked you, you were also pulled into the mirror."

Hannibal smiled and said, "Yes, you shot only a reflection, so the game is fair now."

Du Wei said calmly, "Fair? I don't think so."

finished.

He pointed to a red balloon floating in the sky.

Now the entire balloon is much larger than before, and the whole body is bright red, as if it has been smeared with a layer of blood.

Pennywise got stronger...

But it was his intention.

For Du Wei, he is Pennywise's nemesis. As long as he gives himself psychological hints, he can restore Pennywise's power without limit, and even make it stronger than before.

But as long as he wanted to, Pennywise would be beaten back to his original form.

While dealing with Hannibal, he also had to make two-handed preparations.

Let's force the mirror evil spirit out first.

And what is the way to force out an evil spirit?

The answer is to put a bad guest in its house.

Hannibal didn't know Du Wei's plan. He looked at Pennywise in the sky, but his expression became more exciting: "You actually carry an evil spirit with you? Aren't you afraid to play off?"

Du Wei's face was a little pale, but he didn't intend to answer Hannibal's words at all, but went up and fired again.

This shot pierced Hannibal's head again, bringing out a large amount of blood.

This time, he is no longer a reflection, but a living person.

But what surprised Du Wei was incomparable.

The smile on Hannibal's face didn't change, he even took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood streaming from his forehead, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

"I know that you want to kill me, and I also know that you have absolute confidence,

But I'm still willing to play this game with you. "

"Because you can't kill me at all."

"So my kind, I also don't think the game is fair."

Hannibal showed a bloodthirsty smile, and rushed towards Du Wei.

"Come on, let me help you take off the mask and let you see the real you."

From the beginning.

Hannibal didn't care if Du Wei wanted to kill him, he just thought this game was very interesting, and he thought it was an opportunity to wake up his own kind.

die?

Just a boring word.

Seeing this, Du Wei immediately took a step back.

At the same time, he put on a new mask for himself, and the shadow behind him seemed to be alive, covering him.

Terrible malice radiated unscrupulously.

Hannibal couldn't help but a strange gleam flashed in his eyes.

"It's so interesting, my kind, you actually carry so many evil spirits with you, is there a third one?"

next second.

Du Wei responded with actions.

As he stepped back, he took out the clown card that could make a wish, and said coldly: "Before I leave the mirror, every time I flip a coin, it will be heads."

face.

The man in the tuxedo looked different from before, exactly the same as he was wearing the new mask now.

Also covered with a layer of black shadow shell.

In other words, the actual wisher is Sombra.

This is pretense and deception.

Seeing this, Hannibal said in disbelief, "JOKER card? Why is this in your hand?"

As he said that, he added another sentence: "If you kill the hunter of Twilight Bell, then another card should also be in your hand, evil spirit... But it's useless to me, you can't kill me."

Du Wei ignored him, stuffed the clown card into his pocket, and took out a silver coin with his left hand. TV mobile terminal

"It can't be killed, it's just because I didn't find the right method."

Du Wei's voice was indifferent, watching Hannibal continue to rush towards him, he stopped in his footsteps.

Ding……

The thumb pushed up the coin hard, and when the fingernail touched the coin, there was a crisp sound.

When it fell again, it happened to be head-on.

Here comes the luck...

Then, Du Wei rushed towards Hannibal and pulled the trigger again.

Boom...

The bullet hit Hannibal in the chest.

His face changed, he held his chest and gasped for air, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

The previous bullets really couldn't kill him.

Even if he is dismembered and completely burned to ashes, he can still be resurrected.

Because of the physical damage, it has no effect on evil spirits.

And Hannibal ate a total of three evil spirits. Before the evil spirits were killed, he was completely immortal.

Absolute idealism.

But this shot broke his cognition.

Hannibal could feel that he was really hurt.

He blinked suddenly, pretending to be nonchalant.

The tone is also very deep: "It's useless to me."

Du Wei didn't answer, and pulled the trigger again.

If language is not used to induce the other party, or to achieve a certain purpose, then everything is meaningless.

Hannibal turned his head subconsciously, but the shot hit his ear, smashing his entire right ear into pieces.

A firm will does not mean that he can ignore pain.

Hannibal didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and ran without hesitation, and Du Wei followed closely behind.

Since the plan has already started, there is no possibility of interruption.

Hannibal must die...

above the sky.

The red balloon was getting bigger and bigger, inside, a clown-like monster let out a horrible laugh.

It was condescending, watching the two hunters running one after the other on the ground, its body became more and more solid.

The yellowed eyeballs are like beasts, cruel and cold.

The whole red balloon, in the world in the mirror, exudes a strange aura just like the sun.

In the air, every breath is like inhaling the factor of fear.

One by one, evil spirits, as well as terrifying things that people can think of, appeared one after another.

There is Annabelle, there are black shadows, there are nuns, the team of evil spirits, and even Mary Xiao quietly appears without knowing when.

Pennywise can create counterfeits which makes it even more feared.

Except for power, these counterfeit goods are enough to confuse real ones.

But I don't know why, but it didn't create the evil spirit Du Wei...

Maybe it's the fear of being crushed...

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