Still, the downpour raged on.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei, wearing a mask, faced Mary Shaw, who had been forced to wear another.
She trembled violently, to no avail.
If before she had been immobilized by the Evil Spirit Du Wei and could quickly free herself, now that she had been masked, she was utterly mired.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei was also an evil spirit, possessing a killing mechanism as well.
Gracefully, it caressed the dagger in its hand, looking at the shivering Mary Shaw and said, “Although another evil spirit has already been placed into this mask by another me, preventing the completion of all mechanisms, that doesn’t matter, I don’t intend to give you a new face, I just want you dead.”
The Evil Spirit Du Wei’s personality and logical behavior were completely in line with Du Wei’s.
It would never give a chance to an evil spirit that wanted to kill itself and turn it into a puppet.
Even now, when it held overwhelming power.
"In the face of death, you should maintain the composure you ought to have.”Saying so, the Evil Spirit Du Wei held the dagger in its left hand while the Evil Spirit Transformation of its right hand pressed onto Mary Shaw’s head.
Dual suppression.
Mary Shaw was like she had solidified, completely motionless.
She wore a mask with no features, even her malicious gaze blocked.
The next second.
The dagger emitted a chilling coldness, piercing directly into Mary Shaw’s rotting skin, beginning to dissect her.
Some evil spirits, due to their medium being a corpse, would possess that corpse.
But it was clear that Mary Shaw was not such an evil spirit.
However.
She was now caught in the mechanism of the Evil Spirit Du Wei, and with the dagger in the hands of the Evil Spirit Du Wei, the effects were entirely subject to its will.
Even with no physical form, it could still dissect her.
With every slice, a part of Mary Shaw was cut off and then turned to ash.
The movements of the Evil Spirit Du Wei were extremely steady, its eyes radiating an icy, desolate aura.
In the absence of the Antique Clock to counter it, the mechanism would not be broken.
Mary Shaw had no way out but death.
This scene was terrifying to the extreme.
No matter what the Evil Spirit Du Wei did, it maintained an air of elegance.
But with every plunge of the dagger, it sent shivers down one’s spine, as if one’s soul itself was trembling under oppression.
This was a form of psychological suppression, or perhaps psychological suggestion…
Just as the Evil Spirit Du Wei had said, whatever abilities Du Wei had, it possessed as well—and was even stronger than Du Wei.
Language, breath, movement.
Even space and color could become tools at the Evil Spirit Du Wei’s disposal.
The power of intellect was the most terrifying of all.
And it could now use psychological suggestion to influence evil spirits… even Mary Shaw, who was on the brink of transforming into an evil spirit, couldn’t avoid it.
Time ticked by slowly.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei dissected Mary Shaw into a skeleton piece by piece, leaving her figure exceedingly wretched, save for her head covered by the mask.
Those parts that had been cut off had all vanished.
Just one more cut, and Mary Shaw would be utterly killed.
Without hesitation, the Evil Spirit Du Wei pressed one hand on the mask and wielded the dagger with the other, slicing open her head in one swift move.
The hand felt empty, and the mask fell to the ground.
A wisp of black smoke drifted from beneath the mask, disintegrating completely.
"It is over…”
The voice of the Evil Spirit Du Wei was icy cold as it rose to its feet. At the same time, the burning flames all paused abruptly, each dwindling in height, converging at a frightening speed into a huge ring of fire.
The moment the ring of fire formed, it spread rapidly through the fields of wheat.
Wherever it passed, the ash-covered or merely mangled puppets started to burn again.
It left no opportunity for Mary Shaw to re-emerge.
After completing these tasks,
The Evil Spirit Du Wei looked at his right hand and suddenly let out a cold laugh.
He took off the mask on his face and put on another mask that was white and featureless.
Then, he slowly began to speak as if talking to himself.
"With the Mirror Evil Spirit, and this Masked Evil Spirit, I can go through the face-swapping mechanism once more. When that happens, I will be confined within another mask.”
"A perfect plan…”
"But the only difference between us is in essence, even if you succeed, what can that do?”
"I am your other side.”
"You will eventually become me, while I can turn you into another Masked Evil Spirit.”
Having said that,
The Evil Spirit Du Wei removed the mask, and under his icy gaze, the Bald Man’s ferocious face slowly emerged from the mask.
He said coldly, “Eyes are the windows to the soul, yet I see you are in fear.”
The Bald Man’s ferocious face twisted uncontrollably.
He opened his mouth wide, screaming silently, lacking even the strength to resist, he was directly erased by the gaze of the Evil Spirit Du Wei…
At that moment,
A struggle suddenly flashed through the eyes of the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
His face grew darker, and he growled through clenched teeth.
"Damn this cursed game…”
Suddenly, a strange fluctuation emerged in the air.
The Joker Card representing the game flew straight out of the pocket, with the Du Wei dressed in a tailcoat on it, revealing a mocking smile.
Mary Shaw had been thoroughly killed.
This signified the end of the game, and also signified that the body would be taken over by Du Wei, and it was his own will.
The Joker Card became colder and colder, an evil aura enveloping the surroundings, the part of the Evil Spirit within the card was about to emerge.
And,
It targeted the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
"You wish to assimilate me?”
Unable to help himself, the Evil Spirit Du Wei laughed coldly, his gaze dangerous as he stared at the Joker Card.
The Evil Spirit Transformation of his right hand grabbed the Joker Card in his grip.
"Let’s see if you assimilate me first, or I assimilate you first!”
He was Du Wei’s other side.
This relationship was now inseparable, and for this reason, once the Joker Card representing the game reached a critical point, it would not only begin to devour Du Wei, but also start to devour him.
It was an existence in concept.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei felt the icy chill in his right hand and laughed even more sinisterly.
Creak…
The entire Joker Card was twisted together by his grip, the card itself splitting and fine black strands floating out from within.
These were the so-called chips…
But the Evil Spirit Du Wei narrowed his eyes, his pupils contracting sharply, the black fine strands were bound as if by force, and were pushed back into the cracked Joker Card.
Snap…
The lighter was pressed down automatically once more, and the red flame seemed to have a life of its own as it leaped into the Evil Spirit Du Wei’s palm.
The entire Joker Card was directly ignited.
An exceptionally evil aura lingered around the right hand of the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
He said indifferently, “Now, you will have nothing!”
Having spoken,
The Evil Spirit Du Wei closed his eyes, the coldness on his face gradually replaced by an inner indifference.
All the evil aura and the red flames disappeared along with his departure.
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