Chapter 513: 510, Fear Chapter 513: 510, Fear Corrine Dowqui felt that nothing in his life had ever given him such an intense, bone-chilling cold.
He looked at the man before him, “His Excellency the Duke.”
A fear born from instinct welled up inside him.
This fear made him involuntarily shiver and bow his head, not daring to make eye contact.
And.
The presence before him gave him the feeling that no matter what the other did or said, it all seed so eerily right.
In this mont.
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Over a dozen hunters from the church all bowed their heads.
They remained quiet…
The atmosphere suddenly turned extrely gloomy.
But the Evil Spirit Du Wei seed not to hear it, looking at the hunters before him, he spoke calmly, “I will be staying here for a long ti to co.”
“I will deal with the Veda Sect.”
“As for you all, you just need to wait for the end of the event.”
“Other than that, there is nothing else you need to do.”
Having said this.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei walked out.
His steps were leisurely.
Casually moving past Corrine Dowqui, and then past the others.
And these people instinctively cleared the way, stepping aside with extrely submissive attitudes.
All of these actions were subconscious.
Everything was as it should be.
…
After the Evil Spirit Du Wei had left.
Corrine Dowqui was the first to open his mouth, taking a long breath out, then taking several deep breaths in quick succession, his chest heaving wildly.
The others were the sa.
“Why was I so scared…”
“ too, what exactly happened just now? Why did His Excellency the Duke seem like he completely changed into another person?”
“This doesn’t match with the information we have; what happened to him?”
The people couldn’t help but voice their complex emotions.
Listening to these words, Corrine Dowqui spoke with a pale face, “I don’t know what to say, but the feeling His Excellency the Duke gave was too terrifying; he seed completely… completely different.”
When he said completely different, Corrine Dowqui’s tone paused.
He struggled to spit out the last few words.
In his eyes was an unmistakable terror.
The reason he said completely different was not about strength, but that instinctive rejection from the group.
The others bit their lips and said, “We must report this matter to the church. Sothing seems to have gone wrong with His Excellency the Duke, I even had the delusion that I could die at any mont.”
“We must report it to the church.”
“But… but he clearly is His Excellency the Duke, if there really was a problem, why didn’t he just kill us just now, asking us to keep quiet and deal with the Veda Sect?”
“This… anyhow, there’s sothing very wrong about this; the Duke I know, although aloof, is not cold-blooded, and that air about him is just too terrifying.”
They were all discussing the Duke’s issue.
And they also started discussing.
Only, they didn’t notice that in a dark corner, a yellowed envelope was silently recording everything.
Yes…
Just as the Evil Spirit Du Wei had said, it never did anything pointless.
Deliberately exposing its own faults.
Aside from its disdain to disguise, there was also the purpose of inducing others to point out different pieces of information.
…
Elsewhere.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei walked on the streets of Victorian Era London.
With its hands in its pockets, it surveyed its surroundings.
The passing coachn, won in crinoline dresses, and the gentlen dressed like nobles, all were observed by it.
“I’ve seen many interesting things.”
So it said, and then it took notice of the laborers walking past, bending their backs, selling their labor in fatigue.
Then.
It said, “This is the first ti I am looking at the world, and I see the good side as well as the bad side, but to , it all is new.”
From the beginning to the end.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei never truly took over a body.
After the fusion.
It beca indistinguishable from its human host.
Now here, it saw everything.
Its nose picked up on the moist air after the rain.
Its feet stood firm on the solid pavent.
Evil Spirit Du Wei took out a lighter and a cigarette from his pocket.
The crimson fla emitted a chilling coldness.
The cigarette was lit.
Evil Spirit Du Wei took a drag, then frowned and threw it onto the ground.
“I don’t like this taste,”
“just as I dislike this world.”
As he spoke,
Evil Spirit Du Wei walked into the crowd.
Under the dim sky, his figure quickly vanished.
…
Elsewhere.
The City of London also gradually entered the night.
This era, unlike what was depicted in books, had a sky so dim it seed veiled.
The cooler temperatures made many who wanted to venture out at night wrap up in woolen coats.
In a dark alleyway.
Suddenly…
A muffled cry of pain was heard.
As if soone’s mouth had been covered.
Looking inside,
in the darkness, three graceful won dressed in black cloaks with hoods gathered together.
They were cultists of the Veda Sect.
In this era, due to lack of order and control, many did not realize the horror of the cults.
Therefore, they acted without restraint.
A thick scent of blood faintly spread in the air.
One of the won whispered a curse, “Damn it, this pig’s blood splattered on my dress.”
Soone urged, “Stop complaining, quickly move the body. We finally found a suitable vagrant, we can’t miss tonight’s sacrifice.”
“Akaret grows impatient; we must hasten the awakening of the Vedas.”
For the Veda Sect,
the Vedas they worshipped were a conceptual term.
The unknown, the terrifying, all fell under the category of the Vedas for them.
It could be understood that,
their faith was madness.
Most susceptible to extremism.
The three cultists stopped talking, each carrying out their role efficiently, quickly stuffing a throat-slit body into a sack.
But at that mont,
the woman who had spoken first suddenly cried out in alarm.
“Look, what the devil is that?”
She pointed towards the darkest corner of the alley, where two red glimring lights could be seen flickering in the shadows.
The other two turned to look where she was pointing, their faces instantly changing.
“An Evil Spirit?”
“Why is it here, there wasn’t one before?”
Despite their words,
they were not panicked, for the Victorian Era was not only the zenith of the Church but also a peak ti for various cults.
One of them drew a dagger then.
At the sa ti, she underwent Evil Spirit Transformation.
But the next second,
her expression turned extrely unpleasant.
Under Spirit Vision, she saw a human-shaped shadow with bloodshot eyes staring intently at her.
And that shadow held two daggers, with a red balloon tied around its neck.
Inside the balloon was the contour of an eye.
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