Syllable......

Du Wei glanced down at the shattered lens and stepped on it.

He turned his head to look ahead.

One mirror after another reflects the appearance of himself wearing a mask.

In every mirror, he is armed with a sharp knife, and his temperament is cold.

It doesn't look like a nice guy.

Suddenly.

Du Wei frowned, and stabbed back with a sharp knife in his right hand.

The sound of mirrors shattering sounded.

He turned his head to look behind him, only to see a man who looked exactly like himself, holding up a sharp knife and trying to do it to himself.

It's a pity.

In his chest, a sharp knife sank into most of it, spreading dense cracks along the location of the wound.

Broken......

Lenses flying......

"It doesn't seem to be an evil spirit......

Du Wei said to himself, and his tone did not fluctuate.

When he was pulled into the mirror, he was ready to confront the mirror spirit, but until now, the mirror spirit had not appeared in front of him.

The thing in front of him seemed more like a reflection to him.

Come to think of this.

Du Wei slowly withdrew his sharp knife and continued to walk forward.

And the reflection in those mirrors, there is no movement.

They stared at Du Wei, holding their sharp knives without saying a word.

Even though it's in the mirror, it gives the impression that you can come out of it at any time.

Du Wei didn't seem to hear it, but his pace was faster.

From entering the building and seeing the mirrors that reflected him, Du Wei had a bold inference in his mind.

In the world in the mirror, there is no reflection in oneself.

This has been proven at the beginning.

But in the mirror of this ghost place, his face is reflected, and there is no difference from the outside of the mirror.

It's incongruous.

This also means that he has come to the territory of the mirror evil spirit.

The main thing is......

Du Wei felt that he had discovered the secret of the reflection.

The word reflection means the same thing.

"Hannibal must have figured out about this problem too, so I'll have to find him and get the matter done."

After Du Wei finished speaking, he tossed another coin and randomly chose a position to rush forward.

If he is lucky, he can find Hannibal even with his eyes closed.

The power of idealism is, in a sense, equivalent to cheating.

……

The other side.

It was about ten meters in front of Du Wei.

Hannibal's face became very wonderful.

He looked at himself in the mirrors and reached out to remove the cap he had been wearing.

But in the mirror, he didn't do it.

"It's so funny...... My imitation? Hehe...... I felt offended. ”

Hannibal licked his lips and walked to a mirror with a gentlemanly demeanor, tilting his head to look at it.

Around him, there were more than a dozen mirrors.

Whether it is the front or back of the mirror, there is his reflection, but the back is incomplete or completely blank because of the angle.

And in those mirrors, he turned his head in unison and stared at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The smile is numb and stiff.

Syllable......

Hannibal kicked at the mirror in front of him.

The mirror immediately tilted backwards, slammed heavily on the ground, and fell apart.

Hannibal blinked, turned his head to look around, and at some point, all the reflections came out of the mirror.

"What's the use? I am the reference, you are only my reflection, I don't use weapons, and evil spirits cannot manifest. ”

The teachings of the Church of Twilight are more extreme than those of the Church, and they have many hunters who have been hunting evil spirits in a targeted manner.

There have been hunters who have come into contact with this mirror spirit.

Therefore, Hannibal naturally knew what was wrong with the evil spirit of the mirror.

Even.

He also left a substitute ghost outside before being pulled into the mirror.

Hannibal laughed low and with a hint of madness: "You can't kill me." ”

However......

The next second.

Bang.

A bullet hit him in the head.

Hannibal wiped the blood running down his eyes with a blank expression, and turned his head to look.

I saw that in the rear, one after another, "Du Wei" held pistols and pulled the trigger.

In the blink of an eye.

Hannibal's body was beaten into a hornet's nest.

He didn't have time to react, or even dodge, before he collapsed in a pool of blood.

The scene was bloody to the extreme.

But he still didn't die, but a puzzled thought came to his mind.

With Du Wei's wisdom, it is impossible not to find the problem of reflection, why did he dare to take a gun out.

Aren't you worried about being killed by the reflection?

He didn't have anything to die for.

At this time...... Footsteps rang out.

Dewey wore a mask and walked from behind the reflections, who stared at Hannibal as if they couldn't see him at all, firing their guns in an orderly manner.

Look at Hannibal, who is lying in a pool of blood, trying to get up.

Du Wei's eyes were already blood-red.

The shadow on him was also thicker.

Shadow Possession......

He really wasn't worried about being killed by the reflection.

Because it is not him who controls the body now, but the evil spirit black shadow......

Losing the reflection of the target, how could it be possible to do something to it.

Plus a little bit of luck.

Du Wei felt that he was hanging on now.

But it's embarrassing.

As long as he takes back control of his body, those reflections will shoot at him without hesitation, and he will definitely die at that time.

And.

In this state, Du Wei couldn't control the black shadow to do things.

Therefore, when the remaining bullets were finished, the reflections did not move.

Hannibal had just recovered his breath and was about to run, but he was completely confused by the scene in front of him.

This "Du Wei" suddenly hesitated and stretched out his hand to the reflection next to him.

Crash......

A reflection had its head removed, and its body was about to go through a towel-like death when it suddenly shattered and scattered.

The dark shadow looked at the reflections, and his bloodshot eyes flashed with some strange color.

It's like being excited.

Each reflection looks exactly like Du Wei.

And the one the Black Shadow wants to kill most is Du Wei.

Then, in Hannibal's eyes, something strange happened.

"Du Wei" did not do anything to him, but moved his hand on the reflections, one by one, forcibly removing the heads of those reflections and breaking them.

It's getting more and more exciting......

Although with the wisdom of the dark shadow, it was completely impossible to distinguish the difference between these reflections and Du Wei, but it didn't care at all.

Left and right are Du Wei, kill it......

And Du Wei looked at this absurd and terrifying scene from the perspective of a third party, and it was outrageous and calm.

He counted the time in his mind.

When the Black Shadow kills some of his own reflections, it's time to regain control of his body.

By that time, Hannibal had to die.

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