There is not a lot of information about the Demon God of the Seventy-Two Pillars of Solomon.

But Du Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

A man in a mask who has killed many demon gods.

And the demon god is a conceptual existence.

It shows that resistance is useful, and this path is already being taken.

A thought popped into Du Wei's mind.

He said, "Of the beings I know, the only one who can do this is probably the maker of the mask. ”

Both Mercer and his father-in-law, Lawrence, have spoken about the mask-maker.

First of all, he existed for a long time.

Because the Cult of the Vanity was born after the appearance of evil spirits, the maker of the mask also appeared at that time, and the most recent appearance of him in the following thousand years was five hundred years ago.

He went to the House of Weitbach, left the prophecy, and instructed the House of Weitbach to guard what he had left beneath the city of Massas.

To judge a person's strength, we must start from many aspects.

Strength is made up of strength and wisdom, experience, ability.

Referring to Matthew, this old man who has lived for more than two hundred years is the most powerful hunter Du Wei has encountered so far.

Even if he uses the posture of the evil spirit Du Wei to face him, the odds of victory are not very good.

Although there is a reason why the evil spirit Du Wei has been in a period of weakness.

But it can also prove Matthew's strength.

After all, one beats ten.

Although he was beaten badly, he still lived well.

And the maker of the mask is even more terrifying, he has lived for thousands of years, the peak of the Vanity Sect, and he has no way to do it, he has been pressed.

"What kind of person can be strong to this extent?"

"Or is he still human?"

Du Wei pondered for a moment and took out the mask from his clothes.

He looked at Mori Bai's mask, his palm rubbing against the cold surface, and his heart was somewhat complicated.

"But Solomon's Seventy-Two Pillars Demon God still exists."

"He's not going to put an end to it."

"So he still failed."

Speaking of which.

Du Wei suddenly frowned: "Black Shadow ......"

Immediately.

A black shadow stepped out of his shadow, with a large red balloon tied around his neck, but the silhouette of Pennywise Clown inside, long since disappeared.

It seems that this scene is very funny.

And Du Wei stared at the black shadow.

"One thing occurred to me."

The black shadow stared blankly at his master with bloodshot eyes.

"It's not reality here."

"Let's just think it's a time period in the past, and if it's like I've crossed over again......"

"So I have a bold idea now."

The black shadow tilted his head, with its intelligence comparable to that of an idiot, he really couldn't understand what his master wanted to do.

But next.

Du Wei gave the answer.

He said: "As far as I know, the appearance of the demon gods is the product of primitive beliefs, fear, and the unknown. ”

"I thought before that if I could become a demon god, then I might be able to kill them in the true sense of the word."

"But there are too many uncertainties in reality to be controllable."

"And if you do that, a lot of people will die because of it."

"I don't like to go that far."

"But now, I seem to have all the prerequisites to make this idea a reality."

Actually, that's exactly what happened.

It is possible that Du Wei has traveled to the past, or he may have come to a strange space.

There are a lot of hunters here.

This is the peak of the church.

Again, there is the Vidaism here......

Du Wei looked at the black shadow and the red balloon, and the strangeness in his eyes became more and more intense: "I am Du Wei, my body, and my will can't make me a demon god." ”

"But it doesn't matter, I have another identity."

"I'm going to make a god."

The moment the voice landed.

Du Wei put the mask on his face.

He closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly, his hair scattering to obscure the front edge of the mask.

An extremely cold aura emanated from him, directly filling the entire room.

After opening your eyes.

It was pitch black.

On the back of his right hand is the image of a mask.

The evil spirit Du Wei glanced down at his right hand and said in an indifferent tone, "No...... I don't need to make gods, because that's ridiculous. ”

In front of it.

The black shadow trembled, and it immediately took a step back, as if it could not bear this extreme sense of oppression.

The evil spirit Du Wei looked at the black shadow, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "You stabbed me twice before, and I haven't settled this account with you yet." ”

"You should be glad."

"Because you've lived to this point."

As he spoke, the evil spirit Du Wei snapped his fingers.

From the stack of papers, a lot of paper flew out at once.

On the paper was a map of London, and some of the places circled in red were the areas of Vida's activities.

"Go, let the Vidats know that their god has come to the Victorian era."

"They should chant my name and give me everything they have."

"And I just want their fear."

The evil spirit Dewey said this to the black shadow, and at the same time pointed to his right eye, and after removing it, he tapped it on the red balloon.

Something even weirder happened.

Inside the red balloon, which was originally Pennywise's body, the outline of an eye emerged.

It's vague though.

But it gives people a sense of déjà vu as if they were living creatures, and people can't help but be terrified when they look at it.

It was as if that eye was some kind of terrible existence.

At this moment.

The black shadow, like an idiot, nodded in fright.

It was too scared of the evil spirit, Dewey.

Then, it immediately melted into the shadows and disappeared completely.

And the evil spirit Du Wei did this.

It took off its mask, held it in its hand, and walked towards the door with graceful steps.

Someone outside has noticed the anomaly here.

The sound of footsteps came from far and near.

The evil spirit Du Wei smiled sarcastically, and it whispered, "Duke? My name is Du Wei. ”

"I don't need a so-called past life."

"I don't care about the so-called past."

"Even if that's true, it's only that the Duke is me, not that I'm the Duke."

As it walked to the door.

The wooden door opened automatically, as if a pair of large, invisible hands were pushing.

The evil spirit Du Wei stepped out.

In the corridor, Corien Dowqua and a dozen other hunters looked panicked, but when they saw the evil spirit Du Wei, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Excellency, just now we sensed that there seems to be an extremely terrifying existence on your side, which has surpassed the demon spirit."

"Did something happen?"

"And ...... What's going on with your eyes? ”

"Your temperament is completely different from before."

"You...... You ......"

The evil spirit Du Wei looked at them and said in an elegant tone, "I see doubts and fears in your eyes. ”

"But it doesn't make any sense."

"You only need to remember one thing."

"It's ...... be quiet"

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