Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Just as Tom and Father Tony decided to team up, using their savvy tactics to conquer the entire Voodoo Cult and had begun their actions.

In the suburbs of New York.

Two unwelcome guests also arrived at the doorstep of the long-ruined Hill Psychiatric Hospital.

Du Wei and Brand stood in place.

Opposite them.

The Hill Psychiatric Hospital had already turned into ruins, with only the letters on the original sign barely discernible, hinting at its former name.

The last time Du Wei had come here was for a decisive battle with the Evil Spirit Du Wei, provoked by the mutual backstabbing of the bus and the Horror House.

Now some time had passed.

The entire Hill Psychiatric Hospital, with its burned and collapsed buildings, was now covered in dark green moss, accumulated with a lot of dust and fallen leaves.

Time can conceal the traces of human civilization.

At this moment, it was akin to a desolate wilderness.

And the purpose of Du Wei and Brand was to enter and find that Demon Spirit, to snatch away the mask.

"It should be inside."

Brand said, then looked towards Du Wei.

He was waiting for the other to take charge.

But Du Wei, puzzled, said, "But I haven't discovered anything, is that Demon Spirit really inside?"

In fact.

All along the way, Du Wei had been pondering.

He was considering the likelihood of encountering the Demon Spirit in Hill Psychiatric Hospital.

Brand thought for a moment and said, "I used something that can locate it, and was sure the Demon Spirit is here, but that thing was just an expendable I had saved from before, it's gone after one use."

"Hmm... I also haven't seen anything strange."

"Your Excellency the Duke, do you have any suggestions now?"

Because it concerned Ryan Hamel, though Brand knew the man was dead, he still didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

After all.

Not everyone is as twisted as Matthew.

The longer they live, the more terrifying they become.

Du Wei looked at Brand, and in a calm tone said, "Since you're the main force this time, then you'll be responsible for all actions; I'll just control the direction of events from the sidelines."

"Honestly, you've grown too slowly."

"I hope to see your growth over these many years."

Hearing this.

Brand's eyes suddenly widened, his voice hoarse as he said, "You... You know who I am? How could this... I..."

Du Wei waved his hand and said, "Don't make such a fuss, I've always had high hopes for you, and now you are Brand, there's no need to mention that past."

In fact, he was now just pretending.

To Du Wei, or rather Corrine Dowqui, he didn't really have much impression.

The reason he said so was purely because the identity he was using now was that of His Excellency the Duke.

And the most important point was.

The Black Shadow was not by Du Wei's side.

Without his most reliable trump card, how could Du Wei rashly take the lead? His character was also not one to do such a thing.

Therefore, he could only bluff Brand a little.

To let the other go first.

Brand didn't know the thoughts of the man in front of him, whom he had admired for over two hundred years.

All he felt was.

Like a young man, a fervent sense of being acknowledged.

He said, "Your Excellency the Duke, I'm very grateful for your recognition. My idea is this: the Demon Spirit might be hiding inside the psychiatric hospital."

"With my power, I can totally drive it out."

"Moreover, in terms of strength, after stealing the power of the Demon God, I'm much stronger than the Demon Spirit."

"The mask I'm wearing, if it gets close enough to another mask, can also cause a resonance."

"Because these masks are all part of a whole."

"Please watch carefully."

After speaking, Brand extended his hand towards the entire Hill Psychiatric Hospital, opened his palm and squeezed forcefully.

In an instant.

An inexplicable fluctuation spread out from Brand as the center.

The chilling breath unabashedly emitted.

But when it swept past Du Wei nearby, it deliberately parted.

This was enough to show that his respect for His Excellency the Duke had indeed never changed.

But, just as Brand had said.

He would only help Du Wei this one time.

Du Wei witnessed all this.

He was somewhat surprised.

Brand's movements and methods seemed to be influenced by the Evil Spirit Du Wei, even their postures were identical, just without that innate indifference to all life, that cold-bloodedness.

...

At the same time.

Inside Hill Psychiatric Hospital.

Behind the broken lighthouse, in the deeper wilderness, stood black tombstones, most of which were fractured, with only one fully intact.

At the top of that tombstone.

A photo was sealed with gel.

The man in the picture was pale with blond hair and appeared to be in his twenties, extremely handsome.

Upon closer inspection.

He looked exactly like Ryan.

However, the man in the photo had a sharp gaze, and his face was neat and tidy.

In contrast, Ryan's gaze was bright, and he was unkempt.

It wasn't difficult to spot the differences between the two.

It was even hard to imagine that they were the same person.

Suddenly.

When that strange fluctuation spread to the cemetery.

The blond man in the photo suddenly blinked, shifting his gaze slightly as if looking in a certain direction.

And his lips curled into a sinister smile.

...

*Cough*...

A muffled groan sounded.

Outside Hill Psychiatric Hospital, Brand lowered his voice, covering his mask with his hand, and vigorously shook his head.

"Your Excellency the Duke, that Demon Spirit is inside, and I roughly know its location, it seems to be in an abandoned cemetery."

"Moreover, I am certain it has also noticed me."

"We mustn't delay; we'll go in now."

Meanwhile.

Du Wei furrowed his brow, for just a moment ago, he too had felt a chilling gaze directed his way.

However, it did not linger on him.

To be precise, it was all focused on Brand.

Yet.

Du Wei didn't want to go in just like that, the shadow hadn't returned, and he felt insecure...

But just as this thought crossed his mind.

Suddenly...

A trace of complication crossed Du Wei's eyes.

He glanced surreptitiously at a dark corner nearby.

There, the faint shadow mysteriously thickened a great deal.

The shadow had returned.

And that meant Gascogne was right behind them.

Du Wei hesitated no longer.

He said directly, "Okay, we'll go in now."

Brand nodded and said, "Follow me, I will clear all obstacles for you this time."

As he finished speaking.

He led the way into the ruins of Hill Psychiatric Hospital.

Du Wei followed closely behind.

With each step he took, shadows quietly appeared under his feet, and as he walked through the ruins, passing the sign of Hill Psychiatric Hospital, his shadow had fully formed.

An envelope also emerged from the shadow, slipping into his pocket.

But just at this moment.

The ringtone of Du Wei's phone suddenly went off.

He pulled out the phone to look...

It was a completely unknown phone number...