The body had already been possessed by the Evil Spirit once.
The scene of death made it difficult for Du Wei not to associate it with "Evil Spirit Du Wei".
But that feeling was completely different.
Evil Spirit Du Wei revealed an eerie elegance, like a gentleman from high society.
One could tell from his behavior and deanor.
The Evil Spirit that inhabited his own corpse this ti, however, was several notches lower.
Indeed, if its thod of killing was limited to the unsolvable door-opening murders, the dark shadows in the house were much more terrifying.
Looking at the cold, heavy door, Du Wei had already dismissed the idea of entering, but he didn't leave imdiately. Instead, he stopped to think.
The known condition was that pushing open the door of the clock tower and walking in ant death.
Of course, the "going in" part might not even be necessary.
Then, the Evil Spirit would take over the body, which seed to be sowhat connected to the nun's painting, but there wasn't enough information to make an accurate judgnt.
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However, there was one point that was completely unexplainable.
That was the headmistress staying in the clock tower—Mrs. Taylor.
If the Evil Spirit was behind the door, it would not have spared Mrs. Taylor when night fell.
And Mrs. Taylor, who was suspected of knowing the most secrets, would never stay in a place with an Evil Spirit unless she wanted to die.
Furthermore, the information revealed by the psychiatric patients all had one thing in common: one must stay in their room after dark and never go out.
After careful analysis, Du Wei ca to a conclusion.
The Evil Spirit was not behind the door but outside it, and even very close to him.
Thinking this, he raised his head without hesitation under the state of Spirit Vision.
Suddenly, Du Wei couldn't help but squint his eyes.
Above the entire clock tower, unbeknownst to him when, more than a dozen corpses in nun's attire had appeared, each with a rope around their neck, hanging high.
And these corpses in nun's attire all had their eyes open, filled with bloodshot hatred and malice, looking ferociously dreadful.
Because they were hung, their postures were sowhat strange.
So corpses tilted their heads upward, so hung heavily downward, so leaned to one side, while so stared straight ahead.
The mont Du Wei looked up, all the corpses lowered their heads, maintaining a posture, staring down at him with wide eyes.
The unabashed malice felt as if it had fused into the rain, reaching a suffocating climax.
Instead of wiping his wet cheeks, Du Wei calmly observed the corpses.
As a hunter who had entered the Third Phase of Spirit Vision and whose Right Hand had undergone Evil Spirit Transformation, he could see much more than other Exorcists.
Though the corpses had undergone abnormal changes, the source of malice wasn't them but sothing hidden within these corpses in nun's attire.
The feeling was familiar, like being watched by that eye in the room earlier...
As for these corpses in nun's attire...
There was not even a hint of emotion on Du Wei's face as his gaze locked with each one, carefully scrutinizing their faces and attire.
The corpses were young in appearance, likely between 25 and 30 years old, including both white and black individuals.
And their attire, compared to that of the higher-level entity Du Wei had dread of, was almost identical except for the absence of the Inverse Cross on the chest.
"Are they dical staff and female psychiatric patients?"
"If so, does wearing nun's attire and committing suicide represent so kind of sinister ritual?"
Du Wei silently asked himself, his gaze sowhat strange.
After becoming an Exorcist, he had read through the book given to him by Father Tony, which contained so similar records.
Certain extrely malevolent beings, once they set their sights on a believer, would cause ntal collapse and kill the believer in the most brutal way.
Of course, this thod was often a desecration of their faith.
In the teachings of the church, there were distinctions between heaven and hell; the souls of those who committed suicide could not go to heaven, but would suffer eternal tornt in hell.
However, Du Wei remained skeptical about this, as he encountered many unnatural deaths, with countless dying from last week to the present, not having seen their so-called souls except for those killed by the Evil Spirit in the Horror House.
Nevertheless, the sight of these corpses gave him a very bad feeling, especially suspecting that the eye might be hidden among them.
"While it's still relatively safe now, I must leave quickly, but I have to warn Jas and the others."
With that thought, Du Wei lowered his head, took a deep look at the heavy door in front of him, pulled out the silver cross dagger, and inscribed a ssage on the door.
[An Evil Spirit is inside, do not open the door, gather at the building where the patients reside]
Then, without hesitation, he turned around and left.
What Du Wei did not notice was that, after his departure, an eye suddenly flickered among the hanging corpses above.
Imdiately afterward, a very strange thing occurred.
The words on the door, as if erased by an eraser, slowly vanished.
In the blink of an eye, they returned to their original appearance.
…
The floors in the ntal asylum weren't very high, only around four stories, apart from so more prominent structures there were fences and plazas for walking.
One hundred ters beside the bell tower was a connected complex of patient wards.
Minutes later.
Du Wei arrived downstairs.
At this mont, his determination to find the nun dium was unshakeable.
But before that, he needed to ensure his own safety and gather as many clues as possible.
Initially, Mrs. Taylor was a good choice, as she seed to know more information; if he could find her, he would definitely gain a lot.
After all, with the nun's head within this psychiatric hospital and her acting so secretive, she couldn't be completely ignorant about it.
Only, she was now in the bell tower, with the Evil Spirit lurking outside, and even Du Wei didn't want to attempt entering under these circumstances.
"I'll wait until daylight; by then, she'll definitely be willing to tell the truth," he murmured with a hint of ruthlessness, touching the handgun he carried with him.
Although he usually disliked confronting Evil Spirits head-on, that was only because it was too dangerous; but if the adversary wasn't an Evil Spirit but a human instead, he wouldn't mind resorting to so "rudintary" thods.
While saying this, Du Wei walked into the building.
Inside the hallway, only his own footsteps could be heard; beyond that, the silence was terrifying, unconsciously holding one's breath.
Suddenly...
A shadow reflected at the corner of the staircase caused Du Wei to pause in his step.
Then, he heard a familiar voice, "Aren't you the patient from earlier today? Why haven't you returned to the ward to stay?"
Upon hearing this, Du Wei looked up and saw the man who claid to be a doctor, Ryan, standing expressionlessly at the top of the staircase, his figure almost rging with the shadow due to the angle.
…And just monts before, Du Wei had personally dismbered this man's corpse.
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