Chapter 310: 308, Sudden Incident (Third Update)
Du Wei slowly placed his right hand onto the antique clock.
During this process, everything was calm.
The house was very quiet.
The Annabelle doll hanging next to the antique clock also stayed quietly in its display case, motionless, indistinguishable from an ordinary doll except for being a bit uglier.
But…
Just when Du Wei was about to activate the Marking Ability, his right hand, which should not have felt any pain, suddenly experienced an intense burning sensation.
The patterns on the back of his right hand, resembling clock hands, suddenly beca extrely hot.
It was as if touched by a red-hot iron.
Du Wei drew a sharp breath and imdiately shook his hand free.
“Hiss…”
His entire right hand was pale as a corpse, yet the pattern of hands deepened considerably.
From dull to black.
“I actually can’t mark you?”
Du Wei’s pupils shrank slightly, his tone carrying a rare hint of shock.
He looked at the antique clock with growing puzzlent.
The bus was already terrifying enough, capable of killing the nun from Hill Psychiatric Hospital.
But even so, the Marking Ability had not failed.
Whenever Du Wei wished, he could summon the bus at any ti.
However…
It was such an inexplicable power, yet it had no effect whatsoever on the antique clock.
On the contrary, the antique clock seed to have a consciousness of its own, delivering retaliation.
“You are still getting stronger…”
Du Wei calmly made his judgnt.
Previously, he had discovered that the antique clock was in the process of recovery, but this mysterious object had never posed any danger to him. Instead, it had given him the special ability to see visions of death.
Even if it was random…
As a result, Du Wei innately had a subtle touch with the antique clock, a mix of trust and caution.
But he couldn’t have imagined that the antique clock would be even more fearso than the bus.
Sothing’s not right…
Du Wei narrowed his eyes; during the Evil Spirit Transformation, Spirit Vision allowed him to see more.
But he didn’t feel that the level of danger from the antique clock was significantly stronger than the invisible oppressive feeling of the bus.
“Is it because you’re special, or is my Evil Spirit Transformation Ability related to you?”
When he received the Marking Ability,
Du Wei felt that the pattern on his right hand resembled the hands of a clock, which is why he referred to it as such.
But upon seeing the antique clock again, he couldn’t help but link everything together in his mind.
After all, his ability to see death scenes was also related to the antique clock.
He took a deep breath and said silently to himself, “It seems I should co up with a new plan.”
The feeling he got from the antique clock suddenly started to turn sour.
If all his abilities originated from this eerie thing,
what then, was its purpose?
The more powerful an object is, the greater the price one has to pay to use it.
Du Wei couldn’t help but think to himself: the Marking Ability is very helpful to , I can’t give it up, but I must find an opportunity to completely deal with the antique clock.
This is the reaction a normal person should have when facing the unknown.
One can’t know there is sothing wrong with the antique clock and still allow it to develop, even if it is currently of great help.
With this thought,
Du Wei then turned his gaze to the Evil Spirit Doll Annabelle beside him.
It had the ability to attract evil spirits.
This point had been verified many tis within the clinic.
In the display cabinet, Annabelle seed to have sensed Du Wei’s stare and trembled imperceptibly.
Du Wei stared at it expressionlessly, showing neither joy nor anger.
About a minute passed.
Du Wei suddenly turned and walked towards the sofa.
The mont he did, Annabelle in the display cabinet beca as still as the dead, calm to the extre.
Even the cold aura disappeared without a trace.
But suddenly,
as Du Wei reached the sofa, he pulled a mask out of his backpack and put it on his face.
Then, he stepped towards Annabelle deliberately.
In an instant,
the atmosphere beca oppressively tense; Annabelle trembled wildly, incessantly banging against the display cabinet, but it had made a bet with Du Wei once and, as a consequence of losing, could not leave the cabinet.
Unless there was an external force.
The shadow did not possess Du Wei, but rather stood behind him with a dagger, brazenly emanating malice.
It had indeed beco much stronger than before.
As Du Wei walked, he said to Annabelle, “Before, you used my Evil Spirit Transformation to nourish your recovery, which I could tolerate, because I needed you to maintain balance at ho.”
“But there’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world, just as you ghosts harbor malice towards , I also harbor malice towards you.”
“So, now it’s ti for you to pay the price.”
Having said that,
Du Wei took the Joker Card capable of granting wishes out of his pocket with his left hand.
At that mont, on the surface of the card, the one wearing the mask had struggled halfway out of the doorway, except for the rotting arms gripping him, and looked almost unchanged from before.
The shadow resisted the Evil Spirit’s assimilation.
This allowed Du Wei a few more opportunities to make wishes.
Of course…
He would only make wishes as the shadow, “I wish that my mark on Annabelle will not be counted as an external force, so even if I use my Marking Ability, the conceptual door of the display cabinet will still remain unopened.”
“Therefore, after I’ve used my Marking Ability, it will return to the display cabinet once again.”
This ti, Du Wei imposed many conditions on his wish.
He didn’t simply wish for Annabelle to be forever unable to act against him, nor did he wish to enslave her.
Because that was simply unrealistic.
To achieve such an outco, even with the shadow as his scapegoat, Du Wei would have to pay an unimaginable price.
He might have been assimilated on the spot by the Evil Spirit.
Therefore, Du Wei employed trickery, expanding upon the previous bet’s conditions and the concept of the display cabinet.
He wanted to transform the display cabinet into a special item, specifically designed to imprison Annabelle until death.
For a mont,
the Joker Card capable of granting wishes beca bitterly cold, and the evil presence made the light in the room blur.
Under the state of Spirit Vision,
Du Wei felt a trendous pressure, and the shadow standing behind him dimd a bit.
On the surface of the card, the masked figure’s entire right leg rotted away, revealing ghastly white bones…
Seeing this,
Du Wei knew that his thod of charging the shadow to resist the Evil Spirit allowed it to develop a counterasure.
“But still, the wish was granted,” he said.
The next second,
Du Wei laid his hand on the display cabinet, marking Annabelle, who was desperately banging against it, trying to escape.
“You can’t resist .”
Du Wei’s voice was calm, “From the first ti you lost to , you lost your freedom, and now this term will be extended indefinitely, even if I die one day, I will seal you away forever.”
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