Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 624 - 621 I have already grasped the future in my

Chapter 624: 621, I have already grasped the future in my hand Chapter 624: 621, I have already grasped the future in my hand When Du Wei put on the mask.

The shadowy figure that wanted to kill Minette was immobilized.

Everything seemed to carry a sense of finality, as if the dust had settled.

On the pallid mask, below the right eye, there was a pattern of the ocean, while the face hidden beneath the mask was now cold and indifferent.

Those eyes were pitch black.

The right eye bore a dark malice, with fine black threads weaving through it, eerily to the extreme, making anyone who glanced at it feel an impulse as if their soul was being sucked in.

This was Evil Spirit Du Wei coming online.

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It and Du Wei were each other’s past and future.

Du Wei had once told the Envelope that the future was always in his hands, ready to be grasped whenever he wished, referring precisely to this.

The two were one and the same.

But when they were united, their perspectives were relative.

Evil Spirit Du Wei’s jump to another timeline was all an act, leaving behind the Illusion Ability for Du Wei or whatever else, to put it simply, was just to complete the deception.

It was to continually weaken its own power, using another self as bait, in the hope of luring out all the hidden masterminds.

During this process, Evil Spirit Du Wei had always observed everything the other self experienced from a different viewpoint.

If the hidden masters didn’t show themselves, it wouldn’t reveal itself.

The bait had been cast.

However, the fish that were caught were not as big as expected.

There were just eighteen Demon Gods.

Evil Spirit Du Wei said coldly, “You’ve disappointed me.”

The shadowy figure was resisting it.

After all, with eighteen Demon Gods here, although their ranks were unclear, they couldn’t possibly be overwhelmed by Evil Spirit Du Wei.

While the Demon God outline remained motionless, Evil Spirit Du Wei couldn’t move either.

Both parties were frozen in place.

Alex, however, was caught in the middle.

She looked at the man in front of her with a complex gaze, her mouth opening as if to say something, but her body’s injuries had reached their limit.

She never thought that she was close to death, ready to lose everything.

But in the end, the person she had protected transformed and actually pulled out an ace card.

Alex’s gaze dimmed.

She breathed a sigh of relief and slowly closed her eyes.

Consciousness was fading.

Hazy and chaotic.

As if falling into darkness, submerging into the sea.

But at that last moment, she still heard a sigh.

…

On the Ghost Ship.

When the sigh fell.

Evil Spirit Du Wei instantly appeared in front of the Demon God silhouette.

It moved, so the other could move too.

The shadow swiftly enveloped and eroded toward Evil Spirit Du Wei.

The latter resisted for a moment, then wrapped his arms around Alex.

Following that, Evil Spirit Du Wei disappeared again, flashing into the stormy clouds above.

Thunder roared.

Evil Spirit Du Wei hovered in mid-air, his pupils constricting.

Bold lightning struck down from the sky.

But when it rose to a confrontation with the Demon Gods, especially concept against concept, all forces based in reality were rendered useless.

Therefore, Evil Spirit Du Wei didn’t even look at the consequences of the lightning strike, its gaze growing colder as it looked down at the dying Alex in its arms.

At that moment, no one knew exactly what it was thinking.

Its attitude toward Alex was also extremely ambiguous.

Moreover, it knew that the person before it was more than just Alex.

“I do not want this to happen a second time.”

In the end, Evil Spirit Du Wei still did not make that decision.

It simply extended its Right Hand and pierced directly through Alex’s heart.

When it withdrew,

Evil Spirit Du Wei’s Right Hand was drenched in Alex’s blood, while the mask pattern on the back of the hand, a pointer, the Golden Scales, an eye, a shadow, and a sword symbol, flickered dimly then brightly.

“Come back, my power.”

When the Evil Spirit Du Wei finished speaking, the pointer in the design rotated counterclockwise, and Alex, who had nearly died completely, was restored in the blink of an eye.

She opened her eyes and looked around blankly.

But the Evil Spirit Du Wei had no time for her, waved his hand, and directly sent her away from there.

Below.

The outline of the Demon God had already covered the entire ocean.

As far as the eye could see, everything was enveloped in shadows and mist.

Towering presences emerged from the ocean.

There were a total of eighteen Demon Gods, bizarre and grotesque, and they exuded an incredibly terrifying aura.

It seemed they were much more powerful than the Demon God that the Evil Spirit Du Wei had slaughtered.

But in actuality, that was not the case.

If the Demon Gods were four-dimensional, the one killed by the Evil Spirit Du Wei had been designed to be reduced to a three-dimensional being.

Put simply—it was Dimensional Reduction.

And now.

The confrontation unfolding in this deep night, in this boundless deep sea, had already become a battle of concepts against concepts.

This was the battle between the eighteen Demon Gods and the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

The torrential rain swept up to the skies.

Thunder roared and lightning flickered.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei overlooked from his elevated position, indifferently watching the Demon Gods below.

He felt the power he had reclaimed and said coldly, “When you saw me, I saw you too.”

“I don’t care from which timeline you jumped over.”

“But now that you’ve appeared here, your fates are already in my hands.”

The Demon Gods roared in silence.

Whispers of prayers and vicious curses echoed by the ear.

Yet the Evil Spirit Du Wei was indifferent; he extended his Right Hand, pointing at the Demon Gods below, “I am your hell, so are you ready to return to hell?”

The Demon Gods were conceptual entities.

Killing a Demon God was, to put it simply, virtually impossible.

But the Evil Spirit Du Wei could assimilate them.

The eighteen Demon Gods surged towards the heavens.

Shadow and seawater blended together, indistinguishable from one another, permeating every bit of air, the sky, and the sea lost their boundaries.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei, however, extended his Right Hand flat.

The pattern of the Golden Scales emerged.

Then, the shadowy symbols instantly dimmed, turning directly into nothingness.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei had sacrificed a Demon God that had been assimilated by him.

Alone, the idea of fighting these eighteen Demon Gods to the death seemed like a fantasy.

One against eighteen, he had no advantage whatsoever.

So when the power of the Golden Scales was activated, the figure of the Evil Spirit Du Wei dimmed.

One after another, Evil Spirit Du Weis stepped out from the darkness.

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Dawn.

There was a howling wind and surging waves.

This was the coast of Borad City.

As a coastal city, the typhoon had already been ravaging it for a day.

The next moment.

Alex’s figure appeared from the night, crashing heavily onto the ground from mid-air; fortunately, the damp sand beneath her acted as a cushion, preventing her from sustaining too much injury.

The rain poured down on her, quickly soaking her clothes.

Alex looked around blankly and couldn’t help but shiver.

“Where is this?”

“My head hurts so much… why am I here?”

Alex’s face was extraordinarily pale. She remembered being at her family’s home before, but then it seemed like she had had a very long dream, a dream in which many events occurred that left her feeling powerless and pained.

But now, after waking from the dream, she found herself on a completely unfamiliar seashore.

Just then.

Alex clutched her head in pain. She heard a voice, a voice filled with sadness and entreaty.

“Save him… save him…”

“Go save him quickly…”

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