Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 615 - 612 Sunk into the Sea

Chapter 615: 612, Sunk into the Sea Chapter 615: 612, Sunk into the Sea “`

Boom…

Huge waves crashed onto the ground.

At this time, although it was not yet night, the sky was already dark and terrifying due to the typhoon.

In less than ten minutes.

A drastic change had occurred.

Du Wei, with his bag on his back, stood on high ground, beside him was Village Chief Puton with a complex expression on his face.

Two hunters with their own ghosts in their hearts.

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At this moment, they were all shocked by the Ghost Ship that was getting closer and closer.

The Ghost Ship was about twenty meters long, its tattered sails still held marine plankton, and unknown soft-bodied creatures clung to them, wriggling.

As it drew near.

The waves rose wildly, as if mad.

Thud…

The hull of the Ghost Ship collided with a rock on the shore.

The wooden hull slammed the rock into pieces without leaving a scratch.

Crash…

The Ghost Ship docked by the seaside.

At the same time, a cold chill spread out directly, the temperature plummeted crazily, and in the torrential rain, a bizarre vaporization phenomenon formed.

White fog spread from the ship.

Along with the wild wind, the fog looked very fierce, as if it contained unspeakably horrific ghosts.

Puton’s clothes were already soaked.

He yelled in the rain, “Master, it’s come earlier than I thought, shall we board the ship now?”

The typhoon was too violent; one had to shout to be heard.

Du Wei turned his head and replied to him, “Wait a bit longer, I want to see what it really wants to do.”

The moment the Ghost Ship appeared.

An inexplicable unease arose in Du Wei’s heart.

This unease was very odd.

It felt as if something was slipping out of his control.

It was Lock Ghost…

Aboard the Ghost Ship was the Lock Ghost.

It could only be that.

Du Wei narrowed his eyes, looking down at his right hand.

The sleeve of his trench coat hid the back of his hand.

This was intentional, because on the back of his hand, the pattern of a pointer had already emerged on its own, and as if stimulated, it was spinning non-stop.

“Is it you reminding me?”

This “you” referred to Minette.

But Du Wei wouldn’t be affected, for everything carried a risk, and he was willing to take it. He couldn’t stop now.

Besides, he had a trump card.

Even if a Demon God lay ahead, Du Wei wouldn’t back down an inch.

After dealing with Alex’s matter, he would have enough energy to rescue Ryan from the Dusk Bell Church and then arm-wrestle those conceptual beings.

The white fog closed in, and many areas within it formed vortexes.

Then.

Du Wei saw many disheveled “people” walk out of those vortexes, or rather, Evil Spirits.

These Evil Spirits moved with the spread of the fog.

Some seemed to have sensed something.

They raised their heads and looked in Du Wei’s direction.

To be precise, they were looking towards Puton…

“This… these are the ancestors from Five Keys Town…”

Puton’s eyes widened, showing a mix of complexity and a hint of greedy longing.

“Do they want to take all the descendants of Five Keys Town aboard the ship?”

Aside.

Du Wei said indifferently, “No, into prison.”

“They suffered greatly while alive, and after death, as Evil Spirits, they are still tormented, now that the Ghost Ship has appeared, they’ve appeared along with it.”

“I’ve seen these kinds of Evil Spirits before.”

“They hate the living, and they harbor malice towards all things alive.”

The Evil Spirits in the Horror House were the same.

But the Evil Spirits controlled by that monster were not as numerous as those controlled by the Ghost Ship.

Du Wei looked out and saw nearly two hundred Evil Spirits, and there were still more being revived.

Puton exclaimed as he watched this scene, “Kaba Village will be destroyed.”

“These Evil Spirits will kill all the living.”

Du Wei nodded, “That’s why the Ghost Ship might be the Strangeness, if I’m not wrong, once we board the ship, we too would enter the prison.”

Puton asked in return, “I don’t understand what you mean.”

Du Wei smiled at him, “You should have seen the Illusion just now, that should be Five Keys Town, and after the Ghost Ship appeared, it disappeared.”

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“Immediately after, the ancestral Evil Spirits of Five Keys Town appeared.”

“In other words, the Ghost Ship assimilated Five Keys Town and sank it to the bottom of the sea for hundreds of years, until now, when it has descended upon the human world again.”

Puton found it inconceivable, “Then why did it sink Five Keys Town to the bottom of the sea, and why choose to emerge in this era?”

Du Wei shook his head without speaking.

However, an idea emerged in his mind.

His entry into Hell’s Gate had caused Alex to have an accident, and all of his subsequent experiences directly correlated with Solomon’s Seventy-Two Pillars Demon Gods.

The past self.

The past Demon Gods.

Those inconceivable and unseen horrors, those enigmatic whirlpools which one couldn’t escape, were all part of traps laid out long before.

It was either done by his past self, or by the Seventy-Two Pillars Demon Gods of Solomon.

Du Wei asked himself, “If I were to set a trap for my future self, what would be my purpose?”

He answered, “To break the cycle, change everything, to allow for a twist in what’s destined to happen, or perhaps to borrow strength, to harness enough power from the future.”

“Moreover, to ensure the trap I set isn’t tampered with by others, I would create countless dangers, the kind of dangers that no one but I could survive.”

“But my modus operandi is too extreme, I would anticipate that someone could take away all my trump cards and use my methods to break the trap.”

“And since my past is my future, the future me must know that in this world, there are entities capable of creating my replicas.”

Du Wei started to get a headache.

He knew himself too well; if he really were to set a trap spanning hundreds of years, he would definitely include himself in the equation.

The situation of setting a trap for “himself” would definitely happen.

Because he couldn’t be sure that the future him boarding the ship was truly himself.

At that moment.

The Evil Spirits began to converge as well.

Their target was Puton, with Du Wei coming second.

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Anxiously, Puton asked, “Master, aren’t we getting on the ship yet?”

The fog had already enveloped them.

In the eerie mist, Puton could feel his power being suppressed.

It was as if an invisible rule was deliberately targeting him.

Du Wei shook his head at him, “We’re already on board.”

Puton was stunned for a moment.

Then, he saw Du Wei walk into the fog, the sound of his footsteps creaking as if he were stepping on wooden planks.

Seemingly realizing something.

Puton quickly followed.

But as soon as he moved, the scene before his eyes changed drastically.

The ship’s sails towered high.

The deck was covered with many shells.

In front of the cabin entrance stood a Red Gate.

Du Wei was standing in front of the Red Gate.

Rushing over, Puton asked, “Master, that fog is fishy, it’s got its eyes on us, this is an invitation, its invitation to us.”

Du Wei said coldly, “No, it’s its invitation to me.”

Then, he directly ordered Puton, “Push open this Red Gate, it’s already waiting for me inside.”

Puton’s face changed slightly as he flattered, “Master, my power is suppressed, I might not be able to push the Red…”

Before he could finish.

An Evil Spirit Scalpel appeared from behind and silently pierced through the bandages wrapped around his head.

He said without hesitation, “As you command, my master.”

Puton felt a chill in his heart, realizing that his previous performances probably seemed like the antics of a Clown in the eyes of the leader of the Vanity Sect called Alfaria.

The other party didn’t care about his thoughts at all.

He wanted to use the other party, yet the other party also sought to use him.

It was just a casual act.

Unfortunately, until he achieved his goal, he needed to rely on the other party’s power, or else with his own abilities, it would be impossible to steal those five keys.

Puton walked to the Red Gate, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the doorknob.

Upon touching it, he felt a sticky and damp weird sensation.

It was blood…

Maintaining his Evil Spirit Transformation state, Puton gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.

And then…

Bloodwater gushed from inside the Red Gate, covering Puton and splashing in all directions.

A dark shadow immediately covered Du Wei.

But the bloodwater that emerged from within the door rapidly enveloped the Ghost Ship.

The scene before Du Wei turned completely blood-red.

Even under the state of Spirit Vision, he couldn’t see the surroundings clearly.

However, as the bloodwater receded back into the Red Gate as if the scene was rewinding, Du Wei was astonished to find the entire Ghost Ship looking immaculately new, as though it had just been built.

Turning around.

He found that the land had long disappeared; he stood on the Ghost Ship, surrounded by a sea that stretched as far as the eye could see.