Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

"Director, is that you, Director?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was very excited.

Then, Freddy heard the voice of Du the Devil.

It heard, "It's me, Ryan, I'm busy right now, I'll get back to you when I'm free."

Freddy suddenly looked up.

He saw Du Wei, dressed in a black coat with an indifferent expression, appear below.

"Du the Devil, you..."

He only managed to say that much before Du Wei coldly said, "Come out with me, I need your power right now."

Freddy's eyes lit up.

And he was immediately by Du Wei's side.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

Leaving only the cell phone still floating.

Ryan's tone was full of confusion, "What's the matter with the director, just came in and left, not talking on the phone with me until midnight like before, has he changed?"

As he spoke, Ryan mumbled to himself, "Oh, I get it, it's the end of the year, he must be rushing a project, how else could he be so busy?"

But Ryan never considered.

It was only July now, a long way off from the end of the year.

In his worldview, as long as he thought it was reasonable, then everything was reasonable.

...

Inside the oil painting.

Freddy appeared beside Du Wei with a bewildered face.

Then, it widened its eyes in disbelief at the terrifying entity outside, furiously smashing at the conceptual door, trying to break in.

"Fuck! Du the Devil, what have you done? Why have these two Strangeness merged together?"

"God! Satan! Won't you take care of this?"

Freddy's mentality completely collapsed.

Because the last time it had actively provoked the bus and the Horror House, now that these two Strangeness had merged into one, they too had discovered its existence.

For a moment.

Freddy trembled, filled with a fear of life and death beyond its control.

Du Wei spoke with caution, "There's no time to explain, I need you to take me into Tom's dream right now, we have to get out of here, or we're both done for."

Freddy burst into tears, "I fucking knew it, this is all your doing, is hell so empty that you have to be in the human world?"

It truly felt that all the world's Demon Spirits and Strangeness should join together to resist the oppression and exploitation of Du the Devil.

Because every drop of blood flowing through the man's body in front of it reeked of evil.

Otherwise, why would the Evil Spirit Demons and Strangeness want to kill him every time he appeared?

One or two could be explained away.

To have enemies everywhere, surely it couldn't always be the Evil Spirit's fault, could it?

Du Wei had lost his patience and said coldly, "Shadow, kill it."

Immediately, the Shadow stepped out from within the shadows.

Carrying a Dagger, emanating a lethal chill.

Having lost its beloved weapon, the Shadow had gone from wielding two to holding just one.

And so, it was very irritable.

The moment it appeared, a cruelty even fiercer than before enveloped Freddy.

Its bloodshot eyes stared viciously at Freddy.

Freddy's eyes widened, "Don't be like this, let's talk, Du the Devil I know my mistake, but you want me to take you into Tom's dream, the thing is he's not dreaming right now!"

Du Wei gritted his teeth, "Then make him dream, that's a power you should have, if you can't do it, I'll kill you right now."

Freddy was terrified, more afraid of Du the Devil than of the combined entity of the two Strangeness.

Without hesitation.

Freddy hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Du Wei's hand, "I haven't been nourished for so long, making Tom dream now will consume a lot out of me, you owe me a favor."

Du Wei said indifferently, "Fine."

After that, Freddy dared not hesitate any longer, with Du Wei's figure twisting along, it vanished without a trace.

This scene was only witnessed by the Envelope.

[Freddy, you dumb fuck, really interesting, you're owed a favor? Are you dreaming?]

"My master is an antagonist. If you can still remember the matter of human decency after he makes his move when you've completed the task, then you'll really be something."

At this moment, the horror will that was conceptually assaulting the oil painting seemed to have noticed the disappearance of its target.

The knocking ceased.

Peace was restored.

But that was only on the outside.

A tremendous disturbance had occurred in New York.

The city's reflection was uprooted in its entirety, now hovering over the city's skies.

The centerpiece, like an anchor point, was the amalgamation of the bus and the Horror House.

Or perhaps it...

Those without Spirit Vision couldn't see this scene.

They went about their travels as usual.

However, in the villa of Du Wei's family in the center of New York,

strange phenomena that had occurred several times before emerged once more.

The house was pitch black.

Yet the clock hands remained motionless.

A pale arm stretched out from within, but just as it was halfway through, as if it had discovered something, it paused.

After a good while,

a mask pattern slowly emerged on the back of the hand.

Previously, this pattern was the same as that represented by Evil Spirit Du Wei, but now, a marine symbol had appeared on the mask pattern on Evil Spirit Du Wei's hand.

The two were fundamentally different.

But just then, the mask pattern on the pale hand dimmed significantly, as if its color had been drained away.

Then it was the turn of the clock hands pattern.

This time, the hands began to move, seemingly influencing something.

...

A door is something you see and use every day.

And there are many doors with supernatural powers in this world.

Named—The Other Door, the oil painting corresponds to Hell's Gate of Solomon's Seventy-Two Pillar Demon Gods.

And now, like a plug-in, it exists within the shadow, originating from the door ability of Alvin Dowqui.

Inside the door within the shadowy form,

many Evil Spirits and Demon Spirits were once imprisoned.

But later, within Hell's Gate, Evil Spirit Du Wei offered them all as a sacrifice to the Golden Scales.

Thus emptying the place.

In that casino,

dust settled, there was nobody at the gambling tables, and playing cards were scattered all around.

On the floor lay an Evil Spirit Doll with blush painted cheeks and messy golden pigtails.

Annabelle remained still.

But suddenly, it quivered.

...

On the road to Yard City,

Tom was smoking and chatting with Father Tony about things men talk about.

They occasionally burst into lewd laughter.

"Father Tony, the special skills I've taught you are already outdated. I've been developing more enduring, more intense advanced techniques recently,"

"And I've already seen results."

"Don't look at me with those eyes. Rest assured, as a Red Light District War God Combo, I will share my insights with you right now."

Hearing this, Father Tony's face showed excitement; he was very much looking forward to Tom's teachings.

However, at that moment, Tom's neck slumped to the side, his mouth still twisted in a lewd smile, he closed his eyes, and laid back on the car seat.

Father Tony's eyes widened: "Fuck! Tom, you didn't just drop dead, did you?"

But the next second,

the figure of Du Wei slowly appeared on the rear seats of the car.

He spoke indifferently, "Don't worry, he's just asleep."