Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 423 - : 419, worthy of that man

Chapter 423: 419, worthy of that man

Spatial displacement.

The ground was covered with cracks, fractured as if by invisible gaping maws.

Looking around, all was darkness.

The most primal fear is none other than darkness.

Everyone fears the dark, for the terror of darkness is etched into our genes.

Of course, a bus does not fear the dark.

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But this place was certainly not reality, akin to the school before, or rather, the Ghost Dimension.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei, utilizing Pennywise’s ability to create things that instill fear in people, constructed a world of pure terror.

Its essence, in fact, was the fear felt by the Cultists of the Veda Sect.

All that they feared was reflected in this illusory world.

In the darkness, something whispered furtively.

A woman’s piercing cries were intermittently heard.

Rustle…

An invisible entity passed by.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei and the bus appeared here.

“I won!”

It didn’t care whether this world of fear would affect the bus.

It only knew that, according to the rules of the gamble,

it was now the winner.

And the bus was the loser.

But the bus had not given up; it was still resisting the Evil Spirit Du Wei’s initiated gamble.

This was utterly unfair.

It was tantamount to cheating.

Conversely, the Evil Spirit Du Wei felt a strong rejection, as the bus tried to kick it out.

The black, fine threads also quickly retracted.

They filled the entire carriage like a tide, blanketing the sky.

In the driver’s seat.

A humanoid silhouette opened its eyes.

Fine black threads formed the body, but those eyes were real.

Blood red throughout, without distinction between sclera and pupil.

When the eyes opened, the whole bus seemed to come alive, as if endowed with a will.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei felt a strong repulsion.

Before, the bus wanted to turn the Evil Spirit Du Wei into the driver.

But now, it simply abandoned this idea.

Instead, it wanted to flee.

“How absurd.”

The Evil Spirit Du Wei pulled out the scalpel and, withstanding the strong feeling of revulsion, stood in the carriage.

The power of the gamble was taking effect.

“In front of me, you have no strength to flip the table.”

“You think I am him?”

“You think you can kill me?”

The tone of its speech rose from low to high.

By the last sentence, the Evil Spirit Du Wei’s murderous intent had reached its limit and burst forth.

It wanted to destroy the bus.

In the darkness, a red halo suddenly lit up.

A balloon flew high into the air.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei casually waved its hand, thrusting the scalpel into the body of the bus and then, with a fierce force, tore open a large gash in the metal skin.

The entity in the driver’s seat stood up.

It walked right up to the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

With each step, the fine black threads inside the carriage congregated and writhed together like a surging tide.

The oppressive atmosphere was incredibly intense.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei coldly watched the entity before it.

One was a Strangeness, the other was the Evil Spirit Du Wei, even more singular than the Strangeness.

An invisible standoff between the two began and immediately reached a deadlock.

Click…

A lighter flew out of a pocket, hovering beside the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

The moment the flame appeared, it flared up madly and lunged towards the humanoid silhouette made of black threads.

“I hate your eyes.”

The Evil Spirit Du Wei said so as the crimson flames burnt wildly, spreading to the threads.

The other could be considered the essence of the bus.

As the flames spread, they abruptly came to a halt.

On the bus, the fine black threads couldn’t be fully burnt; instead, they pressed forward relentlessly, gradually extinguishing the fire.

It was getting closer and closer to the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

The light inside the bus was growing dimmer as well.

This was disadvantageous for the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

So, it squinted its eyes, and the red balloon suspended outside suddenly expanded.

One by one, peculiar beings emerged from the darkness.

There were nuns, Mary Shaw, other nameless evil spirits, and some inexplicable entities.

There was even a giant humanoid monster about four meters tall, with a long narrow head and no arms.

They came en masse to the outside of the bus, blanketing the sky.

Every fearsome thing dreaded by the members of the Veda Sect materialized at this moment.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei and Du Wei differed only in essence.

<>Whatever it could use as its trump card must be something that could determine the outcome of the battle.

All the terrifying creatures did one thing the moment they appeared.

Driven by the Evil Spirit Du Wei, they began dismantling the bus.

From the doors to the windows…

They were torn off one by one.

This was simply foul play.

Boom…

All of a sudden.

A loud noise erupted.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei frowned and turned to look into the darkness.

“Horror House?”

It could feel that the ghastly thing had barged in.

It had to quickly destroy the bus.

Otherwise, it would be hard to contend with two strangenesses at the same time.

With this thought, the Evil Spirit Du Wei reached into its bosom and, when it pulled its hand out again, it was wearing that mask on its face.

Its essence was also that of a Masked Evil Spirit.

And the rightful owner of this mask, a shadowed figure, was as silent as the dead, not daring to let out even the slightest breath.

“I don’t like masks, so you have to die,” it said.

As the Evil Spirit Du Wei spoke, its aura became excessively cold, spreading a bone-chilling chill.

It took a step forward.

Its left hand opened and clenched.

The bizarre entity made of silk threads was grasped in its hand, its head forcibly yanked out.

But since this thing was made out of silk threads and had no physical body to speak of,

the moment the Evil Spirit Du Wei acted, the head flowed like water, trying to draw back.

“Is this of any use…”

Its tone was extremely indifferent.

Its pupils contracted.

The head, already half dissolved into threads, was frozen in place.

The pair of blood-red eyes also became violent.

This was resistance.

But the Evil Spirit Du Wei whispered to it in a low voice, “You can’t run.”

As the words fell,

its other hand, holding a surgical knife, stabbed directly at one of the eyes.

Splat…

The sound was strange, a bit like a balloon popping.

The entire surgical knife buried itself in.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei was dissecting the creature as if it were a cadaver, its actions rough despite holding a scalpel, more akin to a butcher.

One eye burst, and the entire bus hummed, the compartment shaking.

The raging pressure made the Evil Spirit Du Wei grunt.

But without hesitation, it pulled out the scalpel and stabbed once more into the other eye.

It burst just the same.

Then, the Evil Spirit Du Wei forcefully dragged those black silk threads off the bus.

All the surrounding horrors made way.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei, holding the threads, gave a casual tug.

The bus overturned…

And just then, the Horror House appeared above the Evil Spirit Du Wei, plummeting downward.

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Boom…

All the horrors around exploded.

But the Horror House didn’t land; it trembled continuously, blocked by some force.

Below, the Evil Spirit Du Wei looked up, its gaze cold and fixed on the Horror House above.

“Do you also wish to die?”