Chapter 730: 708, Clarifying doubts
“Great Master Black Du Wei, you may doubt the character of Envelope, but you can’t doubt Envelope’s professional integrity. When it cos to changing colours like the wind and engaging in opportunism, who can be stronger than , Envelope?”
“Since I, Envelope, have fallen into your hands, I’m your lapdog.”
“I definitely want to screw him over!”
“Just trust this once.”
Envelope felt that this Black Du Wei was too hard to deceive.
He was cut from the sa cloth as his own master.
Cautious and also very suspicious.
Such people were just too difficult to screw over.
Perhaps the saying was true, ‘Good people don’t live long, but the wicked live for a thousand years.’
If that was the case,
Envelope speculated that his master, Du Wei, could easily live for a few thousand years without a problem.
Black Du Wei looked at Envelope with disdain.
He said coldly, “Do you know why I don’t trust you?”
Envelope asked, “Why?”
Black Du Wei said, “Because you talk way too much.”
Envelope certainly didn’t understand the principle that more words ant more mistakes.
Especially since
Black Du Wei’s intelligence was not much inferior.
He was very clear that Envelope was a spy, simply couldn’t submit to him.
However,
keeping Envelope around still had so uses.
Black Du Wei had never intended to kill Envelope; it was because of this reason.
Just like Du Wei at the beginning.
He furrowed his brows and thought it over for a mont.
Thinking, “It doesn’t matter if I die here, but I must find out what exactly he’s scheming. And I also need to prepare for both possibilities, because he might prevent from passing on the information.”
“Moreover, my birth has already created a gap between us. He has the future because he is the real Du Wei, whereas I am only a copy.”
“The Demon God created to replace him and then assimilate .”
“But I am also Du Wei, I cannot accept this fate I was born with.”
Thinking this,
Black Du Wei beca resolute in his thoughts.
“If this ti, I can’t pass on the ssage, it ans that I have no advantage in our confrontation. I have to go back to ancient tis to beco the Mask Maker.”
“And I can create so other things to pass ssages to certain entities in the future, making them doubt his authenticity, gradually replacing him.”
“A book is a good thing.”
Black Du Wei’s thoughts were very clear.
And these ideas were transmitted to the original body.
And then,
Black Du Wei finally showed Envelope a cold, malicious smile.
Envelope was so scared that he shivered.
“What… what do you want to do?”
Black Du Wei said indifferently, “I’ve just thought of sothing very interesting. In my mory, you and that Earl nad Carlos are very alike. Have you ever considered that you might be him?”
Envelope was stunned.
He thought for a long ti before he figured it out.
Only the master knew that his previous identity was Carlos, Black Du Wei wasn’t aware, as he had lost contact with the master during Rahr’s banishnt.
So, with the thought of just how bad this “Du Wei” could be, Envelope figured Black Du Wei definitely wasn’t well-intentioned.
“Master, don’t scare . How could I, Envelope, have anything to do with that idiot Carlos? The thing I hate the most is such a bootlicker; it’s truly a fate worse than death.”
Black Du Wei smiled terrifyingly.
He transmitted a ssage to the original body, “If you go back to the past, you can kill Carlos. Leave a trap on his body, turn him into Envelope. Maybe one day he’ll be useful.”
After doing all this,
Black Du Wei headed into the wall with Envelope, without looking back.
Through the darkness,
He saw a long tunnel.
“This is…”
Black Du Wei voiced his confusion.
But just then,
Suddenly…
A cold voice ca from behind, “You’ve made very impatient.”
As soon as this voice sounded,
Black Du Wei’s eyes instantly turned pitch black.
It was as if summoned.
Or rather, assimilated.
Its consciousness was directly archived.
Then, it tossed aside the envelope and turned to walk towards the Red Gate.
For the Evil Spirit Du Wei,
it never cared about its duplicates, or should we say, imitators.
Because that was reinforcing its concept.
Now, the incarnation of Black Du Wei had beco an extension of the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
…
The envelope stood outside the Red Gate, watching Black Du Wei being assimilated.
Its shock was beyond words.
[“The Master of the Evil Spirit is really becoming more terrifying by the day. Black Du Wei had no power to resist in its presence. But why, with such powerful Master of the Evil Spirit, wouldn’t it just eliminate completely?”]
At that mont,
when Black Du Wei stepped inside,
the dark tide boiled like the sea.
It parted, making way automatically.
Step by step, it approached the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
As if to hand over sothing,
it lay directly inside the sarcophagus.
The next second,
the Evil Spirit Du Wei felt the sarcophagus’s attention shift away.
It narrowed its eyes.
In an instant, it disappeared and reappeared outside the Red Gate.
The gate had not been closed.
Thus, the Evil Spirit Du Wei could stand at the doorway, observing the movents inside.
It saw,
that as the scapegoat entered the sarcophagus, the suspended lid imdiately closed.
And then, a faint murmuring sound arose.
Though those seventy-two gates of hell were replicas, at that mont, they underwent a strange transformation.
From the perspective of the Evil Spirit Du Wei,
so invisible yet truly existing things erged from the sarcophagus, connecting the seventy-two stone gates.
The closest Four Pillars stone gates were the first to have Demon God phantoms appear.
Then ca the others.
This ti, however, the phantoms of the Demon Gods appeared very distorted, as if in great pain.
“It’s being decomposed…”
The tone of the Evil Spirit Du Wei was calm, adding, “Those decomposed elents are sealed into the stone gates, this place is not just my grave, but also the grave of the Demon Gods.”
It was an affirmative statent.
But imdiately after,
all the phantoms crumbled.
False existences could not decompose anything.
Only Du Wei was real.
The sarcophagus seed to realize it had been deceived.
Suddenly, the entire sarcophagus began to tremble.
The gates of hell did the sa.
All of them, as if coming to life, fixed their gaze on the Evil Spirit Du Wei standing outside the Red Gate.
That was the true master of the grave.
The Evil Spirit Du Wei closed the Red Gate indifferently.
It touched the mask on its face, its eyes filled with cruelty and decisiveness.
“Stepping into the sarcophagus ans decomposition, and certain things will be sealed inside the stone gates.”
“Seventy-two stone gates correspond to the gates of hell.”
“What are the odds of such a coincidence? Therefore, the ones to be sealed are indeed the Seventy-Two Pillars Demon Gods of Solomon, while I am assimilating them.”
The Evil Spirit Du Wei felt the irony.
If it wasn’t for its inexplicable arrival here, it would probably still be unaware that the Demon God’s power it was assimilating was being stolen by so unknown entity.
Nor would it know that the path of assimilating Demon Gods coincidentally matched this grave.
“I suppose once I assimilate all seventy-two Demon Gods, I will actually step into the sarcophagus and then be decomposed…”
The tone of the Evil Spirit Du Wei was laced with sarcasm.
It had an intuition that the more Demon Gods it assimilated, the stronger the sarcophagus’s pull on it beca.
One day, it would make it lose control as well.
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