Chapter 507: No opening the door Chapter 507: No opening the door The last evening of June.
A sudden visitor appeared in the city of Esselgreen.
At the doorstep of that old house.
With an expressionless face, Du Wei pushed open the door and stepped inside.
It was the sa as when he had left last ti.
There was a lot of dust on the floor and so furniture, and the air was very damp.
The feeling it gave was not pleasant.
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“Hell’s Gate… I am looking forward to what answers you will provide ,”
Du Wei softly muttered to himself as he headed towards the basent.
Pushing the door open, he would find the answers he desired.
His mind was full of doubts.
He urgently needed to understand and to know the secrets of Solomon’s Seventy-Two Pillars Demon Gods, attempting to wipe out all of these ghostly trifles.
“I hope the world behind the door can offer so surprises,”
his voice gradually turned detached.
The whole person also entered the most rational state.
In front of the staircase leading downstairs.
Du Wei glanced down and saw that the entire staircase was firmly stuffed with sandbags, almost as if it had been filled with poured concrete.
When he had left last ti,
He not only collapsed the passage behind Hell’s Gate but also completely sealed the entrance to the basent.
Apart from hunters of his level, there were hardly any who could enter the bottom without expending a great deal of manpower and resources.
Feeling that faint, abnormal presence,
Du Wei thought for a mont and directly entered into Evil Spirit Transformation.
At the sa ti, his whole deanor also beca colder.
A pair of icy eyes made it impossible for others to look him in the eye because just one glance would make one shudder uncontrollably from deep within.
Moreover, Du Wei took a mask out of his pocket and put it directly on his face.
Shadows erged from his own shadow and directly overlaid on top of each other.
The envelope automatically wriggled out of his pocket and floated in mid-air.
Dice, two Joker Cards, a lighter, and that Coin also encircled around Du Wei, one by one.
Surrounding him, they contributed an additional sense of dread.
Just like the envelope had determined—the so-called villain.
Imdiately after, Du Wei walked “down” towards the solid ground.
As if walking through nothingness.
And as if he was walking into water, yet the ground beneath him stirred no ripples.
…
Quickly,
he reached the inside of the basent.
The air was very stuffy, almost suffocating.
It was also humid and clammy.
That faint presence, full of tempting whispers, echoed incessantly by his ears.
It seed like soone was murmuring softly.
Now, what presented itself in front of Du Wei was the gate of Hell, bound by chains and fastened with three locks.
The passage behind the door had completely collapsed.
Fortunately, Du Wei’s goal was only the gate itself.
He approached the gate, his gaze very cold.
Then, in a low voice, he said, “Shadow…”
The next second.
Two Daggers eerily appeared in front of the gate, slicing through the chains.
Clack, clack, clack…
The chains fell to the ground, making a dull noise.
It was as though he had opened Pandora’s box.
The eerie whispering beside the ear beca more and more distinct.
Even Du Wei genuinely heard many voices speaking.
“Open it…”
“Open the gate…”
“If you open it, you will gain everything you desire.”
“Money, power, won, strength, immortality, you can have it all.”
These voices, with their peculiar emphasis, incessantly burrowed into Du Wei’s mind, utterly irresistible.
But…
Once he faced these ghostly entities, he would enter a state of absolute rationality.
Emotions would be thoroughly suppressed.
It had beco instinct.
For a mont.
Du Wei was not affected at all.
He reached out and touched the mask on his face, speaking in a very calm tone, “Although my humanity has already ebbed away, in fact, I have beco increasingly indifferent.”
“The more I co into contact with them, the more I use this power, the more inhuman I beco.”
“I quite like that saying, ‘Inhuman does not an not .'”
“But that saying is not complete.”
“The more inhuman I beco, the less I beco myself.”
“So, before that day arrives, everything should co to an end, including …”
After he finished speaking, Du Wei suddenly closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, he spoke to the ominous and terrifying Hell’s Gate before him, “So as you wish.”
These words were not directed to Hell’s Gate.
The aning was sowhat too obscure.
Only he understood it.
As the words fell,
Du Wei placed his hand on the gate.
He intended to push it open.
But the sensation that transmitted from his hand was like an electric shock, causing extre pain.
On the back of his hand, the image of a compass needle was clearly visible.
The needle rotated at a bizarre speed.
It seed to undergo so kind of mutation.
And the entire Hell’s Gate gave Du Wei a very bad feeling.
It was as if Hell’s Gate had co alive, possessing its independent will, resisting Du Wei.
“You don’t want to let in?”
His voice remained calm, yet it revealed a hint of surprise.
The floating envelope beside him let out a row of text.
[Great Master, just now the gate seed to have taken notice of the pattern on the back of your hand, it is apprehensive about sothing, reluctant to let you in.]
Du Wei glanced at the envelope, his expression imdiately darkening.
All the preparations he had made.
Hell’s Gate wouldn’t let him enter?
“Rahr’s Bell?”
Du Wei gave an answer, and the abnormalities on the Hell’s Gate beca more severe—the broken chains on the ground started floating up, trying to wrap around the gate again.
Those eerie whispers also gradually weakened.
This gave Du Wei a very bad feeling.
“Since you don’t want to let in, then I’ll change my identity.”
Du Wei’s right hand was pressed tightly against the gate; while enduring the stabbing pain and the gate’s resistant emotion, he switched identities.
The compass needle pattern on the back of his right hand imdiately disappeared into it.
In its place was now a mask.
“Are you satisfied now…”
Evil Spirit Du Wei logged on.
Its state was very poor, still maintaining a near-death state.
But as soon as it appeared, the mutation of the entire Hell’s Gate ca to a sudden halt.
The air beca oppressively tense.
The mask on his face directly fell off.
The shadow that had been overlapping with it, as if frightened, dove right into the mask, floating to the side.
Only the envelope sank a considerable distance down, sticking tightly to the ground.
Having followed Du Wei for so long,
The envelope had long since recognized the reality, Du Wei was the master, and so was Evil Spirit Du Wei.
It knew Du Wei the best.
But it dared not understand Evil Spirit Du Wei.
Therefore, it was extrely humble.
Yet even though the mutation of Hell’s Gate had stopped, the emotion of resistance not only did not diminish but beca even stronger.
As if, the dread that Evil Spirit Du Wei inspired in it was stronger than that of Rahr’s Bell.
However, Evil Spirit Du Wei was getting impatient.
“I’m not in a good state, so now I’ll give you two options, either you let in, or I’ll tear you down.”
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