Chapter 408: 406, I’ll roll a six first
The issue between James and Ryan had temporarily come to a close.
His situation had been arranged crystal clear.
After drinking the medicine, he fell into a coma for three days and nearly died at home.
When he woke up, he had forgotten everything that had happened before.
Most crucially,
he now owed Ryan ten billion in medical expenses.
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Unable to pay it back, and unable to kick him out.
This might as well be torture…
Compared to him, Dusk Bell Church simply encountered an undeserved disaster.
From Matthew to the other Core Hunters, not one of them connected the incident to Ryan.
Their reasonable assumptions, from a certain perspective, were already way off base.
Even if it were someone else, even Du Wei himself, would have fallen into the spiral of reasonable assumptions.
Who could have imagined that Ryan’s ability was “Wishful Thinking”?
To make matters worse, he was also mentally ill.
He himself had no knowledge of his ability.
Otherwise, all members of the Dusk Bell Church wouldn’t have ended up vomiting and suffering diarrhea, almost collectively residing in the ICU.
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Meanwhile, in New York.
Du Wei had been driving around the entire city for a long time.
Well…
He originally wanted to see if New York still held any “unexpected delights,” trying to pull in a few Evil Spirits as strongmen.
The embarrassing thing was, New York was very safe.
All the Evil Spirits had already been wiped out.
Turning the car around.
He steered toward the church in the North Brook District.
Du Wei casually pressed the window raising-and-lowering button.
Looking at the bustling streets, he couldn’t help but sigh, “I never noticed how few Evil Spirits there were in New York before…”
Honestly,
there really weren’t many Evil Spirits in New York.
The Horror House had left early on, and the few remaining Evil Spirits were trivial troublemakers.
Either Du Wei had already killed them, or they were staying at home.
Trouble was hard to find.
“That Evil Spirit who called me last time, I don’t know where it went. It still hasn’t come looking for me.”
“Maybe, I should take the initiative?”
A bold idea emerged in Du Wei’s mind.
For the confrontation with Evil Spirit Du Wei, he must make ample preparations.
The more Evil Spirits he could pull onto his war chariot, the better.
One can never have too many strongmen.
There wasn’t much time left for him.
Du Wei had a hunch that in just a couple of days, tensions between the church and the Veda Sect would gradually escalate. By throwing in some extra fuel, the conflict would focus on the Veda Sect.
That would be the moment for a direct confrontation.
Then, he would take the opportunity to head to the European headquarters of the Veda Sect.
But now,
it was time to make a trip to the church.
In the morning, Father Tony had given him a call, mentioning that the church had sent over the items he needed in advance.
However, there was a note attached to the delivery—[The side effects are very significant]
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Noon, 12:32.
The church in North Brook District.
Inside the reception room,
Father Tony, with a haggard face and dark circles under his eyes, handed Du Wei a palm-sized box made entirely of silver.
“Take a look, this is what you wanted,” he said.
“But honestly, it’s my first time seeing a delivery from the church marked with a warning like ‘The side effects are very significant.’ Are you sure you want to use this thing?”
As Du Wei observed the box, he replied, “Anything without side effects means it’s not very useful. Even hunters undergoing Evil Spirit Transformation have the risk of losing control. There’s no such thing as certainty.”
The box was bound by silver plaques.
Seamless.
Even under Spirit Vision, he did not detect any strange aura.
Du Wei raised an eyebrow, “Get me a dagger; I need to pry this thing open.”
“Right, what exactly is inside?”
Father Tony shook his head and said, “I’m not sure either. Mrs. Senna said the instructions for use are written inside the box. You can make your own decision, and if you don’t want it, I can exchange it for another one for you.”
As he spoke, he pulled open a drawer and rifled through it for a dagger.
Hmm…
It was a silver crucifix dagger.
He had many of these.
But for Du Wei now, this thing could only be used as a dagger.
Taking the dagger,
Du Wei began to pry open the box.
To his surprise, the edges of the box were very tight.
He expended quite an effort before finally prying it open.
Inside was a black six-sided die.
Below the die was a piece of paper.
Du Wei took the die in his hand and examined it closely.
Generally, dice are used on the gambling table.
They are used for mahjong, cards, and so on.
Apart from the color, Du Wei didn’t find anything special about this die.
Each of the six faces had its dots.
For a moment, Du Wei couldn’t help feeling puzzled.
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He picked up the piece of paper that was lying at the bottom of the box.
The paper had the following information written on it:
[Dear Mr. Du Wei, this die is the most suitable item I have found for you so far, but it has great side effects. Honestly, I don’t recommend you use it]
[The die is somewhat similar to the Coin you obtained before, but it has six sides, each with its own number from 1 to 6]
[When you roll a 6, the Evil Spirit targeting you will die instantly]
[Rolling a 5 means the Evil Spirit will cease its attack against you, but the next time, it will become more terrifying]
[4 signifies peace and safety]
[Both 3 and 2 will lead to unexpected events, which, of course, will be very dangerous for you]
[Rolling a 1 is unknown, but those who have used this die and rolled a 1 have mostly died under strange circumstances]
[In the end, I still suggest you reconsider]
After reading the contents.
Du Wei’s hand, playing with the die, stiffened.
He stared at the unremarkable die in his hand, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.
This thing is a bit too sinister…
There are only six sides, 5, 3, 2, and 1 all have side effects, 4 signifies peace, and only rolling a 6 will the Evil Spirit die.
There are too many uncertainties.
It’s even harder to use than the Coin.
The Coin only has two outcomes, either luck or misfortune.
Simple and crude.
But… rolling a 6 ensures the Evil Spirit’s death…
The temptation is quite significant…
Du Wei gritted his teeth; he somewhat didn’t want something so uncontrollable, yet he hesitated to give up that one-in-six chance of ensuring the Evil Spirit’s death.
Although the side effects were also great.
But it could be used as a trump card.
Ordinarily, he would use a flintlock gun and other items to deal with Evil Spirits, and only if it came down to it, he would resort to the die; it seemed like a justifiable option.
“A one-in-six chance isn’t that small after all,”
Du Wei consoled himself this way, and then there was the shadow.
This item was more harmful than beneficial for him, since the chances of killing the Evil Spirit were the same as his own chances of dying.
But the shadow could withstand it.
Rolling six times consecutively, it surely wouldn’t always result in his own demise…
Hmm, let the shadow die?
Father Tony, noticing Du Wei’s strange expression, asked with some concern, “Mr. Du Wei, how about switching to another item? This die really has too many side effects, it’s not very suitable for you, and besides…”
“When facing the Evil Spirit, you still have to roll a 6, which always feels a bit weird.”
Hearing this.
Du Wei carefully put away the die, and told Father Tony plainly, “It’s okay, I won’t use this unless I really have to.”
However, inside his coat, the shadow in the mask seemed to sense something, and suddenly trembled.