Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 321: 319, long time no see



Chapter 321: 319, long time no see

Chapter 321: 319, long time no see

At this moment.

In this dream world.

An anomaly had already unfolded.

Du Wei sat on the sofa, stuffing his mobile phone into his pocket, with a flintlock gun in one hand and a Joker card in the other.

He wore a mask.

Cloaked in shadow, he seemed almost entirely engulfed in darkness.

All around was pitch-black, and in front of him, there was only a wall riddled with cracks, on which hung a painting veiled in gauze.

The shadow of the nun had appeared on the wall just like that.

Its hands reached upward, precisely grasping the oil painting, while its upper body cast a shadow on the canvas.@@@@

Yet, there was no reference point.

Everything looked so eerie.

The nightmare was being devoured...

But it seemed to have gotten stuck at a certain point and was not yet complete...

Du Wei felt the sofa beneath him; in this nightmare, aside from the wall in front, only the sofa had not yet vanished.

So, he posed a question to the nun, “What are nightmares?”

Then he answered, “They are fear, fear is the nightmare, and beautiful things do not cause fear.”

“And I have already discarded the emotion of fear, so this nightmare has already been interrupted.”

“So, would you like to try and devour me?”

Du Wei’s voice was calm as he gripped the flintlock gun in his right hand, aiming it at the painting on the opposite wall.

As soon as his words fell.

The nun’s shadow reflected in the painting suddenly twitched.

The surroundings were enveloped in darkness, yet the area by the wall was blindingly bright.

So much so, the nun’s shadow became even heavier and clearer.

Its shadow’s hands gripped the edges of the painting with a slight effort.

The next second.

The entire wall cracked and shattered, merging into the darkness.

What was strange was that the nun’s shadow did not cast down onto the floor but hovered parallel in the line of sight, with the painting also held aloft, suspended in midair.

It was approaching Du Wei...

Step by step, its pace steady...

With every step taken, the surroundings grew darker, but the shadow and the painting seemed to exist independently within the dream, becoming more distinct.

From a psychological standpoint.

When one finds oneself in darkness, as long as there is an object that can be seen, one’s gaze will involuntarily fix on that object.

Therefore, Du Wei’s gaze remained steadily on the nun’s shadow holding the oil painting.

Seeing this, Du Wei said calmly, “See, you’re just bluffing...”

He sat up straight from the couch, not bothering to use the Joker Card to leave but instead walked towards the nun.

At the same time.

He took out a lighter, the crimson flame burning fiercely.

The nun took another step back.

Du Wei kept up the pursuit, “I’ve gone through a lot of trouble to see you in this dream not just to greet you, but to understand your current state, for planning my next move.”

“But it seems you haven’t devoured enough nightmares yet, or perhaps others’ dreams are no match for mine, which is why you’re not terrifying to the point where I cannot resist.”

“If jumping out of the Dream World turns you into a Demon Spirit, then right now, you’re at best an Evil Spirit.”

“That’s why during this period, you have continually been devouring dreams instead of confronting me.”

“You’re deliberately avoiding me.”

“However, unfortunately for you, too much time has elapsed since our last encounter, and the relationship between you and me has already begun to reverse.”

“I feel my chances of killing you are much higher than your chances of killing me...”

At this moment.

The nun began to retreat continuously, in the presence of Du Wei, it was as if all its trump cards had been exposed, attempting to fade into the darkness.

Du Wei chased after it relentlessly, wanting the nun to make a move on him, to gauge how much longer she needed to devour dreams before she could become a Demon Spirit.

And the basis for this probing was how big a threat the nun could pose to him.

The stronger it was in the dream, the less time it would take to leap into reality.

Therefore, Du Wei acted without any reservations.

Most importantly, in this dream, he had nothing to worry about.

The nun couldn’t kill him in a dream; it could only devour his dreams to impact him, but he simply did not dream...

In a way, this could be considered a BUG.

It was also an opportunity.

But at that moment, the nun that Du Wei was chasing suddenly stopped.

The picture frame shattered.

It stepped out of the painting and twisting its head toward Du Wei, it opened its vast maw and hissed: “v...a...l...a...k...”

A buzzing...

Du Wei’s body shook, a buzzing sound filling his ears...

And then, he heard a cracking noise.

Within his field of vision, everything started to fracture.

The scene before Du Wei’s eyes grew more and more blurred, eventually turning into a vortex.

An information surfaced in his mind: the nun had kicked him out of the Dream World...

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