Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 432 - 428, Annabelle was scared silly.

Inside the psychological counseling clinic.

The walls already had large cracks, and all the floors were shattered, with the most severe damage occurring near the position of the Antique Clock.

The chandeliers inside the room had smashed onto the ground, the lightbulbs broken.

Looking around, the place was a complete mess.

The display cabinet housing Annabelle had fallen to the ground, the cabinet doors yawning wide open, yet curiously, Annabelle herself had not taken the opportunity to escape.

This struck Du Wei as unbelievable.

Earlier, when he had been preparing to deal with the Evil Spirit within him.

Just like Freddy had guessed, he indeed had a backup plan in place.

The moment he took Annabelle out of the backpack, Du Wei had once again marked the accursed thing, his so-called mutual destruction was actually meant to cause the Evil Spirit Du Wei and the Demon Nun to perish together.

Then, he would activate the Mark, making Annabelle appear.

At that moment, by holding onto Annabelle, he would be brought back to his home due to the original rule restrictions, which dictated that Annabelle would take him back.

Although he hadn’t needed to use this backup plan, Annabelle was quite significant to Du Wei.

What a convenient time bomb...

But now, given the chance, it was strange—stranger than ever—that she didn’t escape.

"Unless something happened at home that made it too scared to even attempt an escape."

Du Wei shook his head silently, his gaze then falling upon the Antique Clock.

Meanwhile, in the room.

The only sound was the ticking of the Antique Clock’s hands, tick tock tick...

Regular and mechanical.

It seemed like nothing had changed from before.

But Du Wei noticed that the source of the dense cracks was spreading from the Antique Clock hanging on the wall.

Involuntarily.

A thought flashed through his mind.

"Could this earthquake have been caused by the Antique Clock?"

No sooner had the thought emerged than it took root.

Taking into account the information he had gathered so far, the problem with the earthquake pointed directly to the Antique Clock.

But if that were the case...

Du Wei’s wariness toward the Antique Clock would have to escalate another level.

He wondered to himself, "An entity capable of shaking the whole of New York, even the Demon Nun, the bus, or the Horror House couldn’t have done that. What secrets does this thing hold, and why is it so terrifying?"

Previously, Freddy had inadvertently mentioned a term—Rahmer’s Bell.

It seemed to refer to the Antique Clock.

This had to be tentatively confirmed, and he would need to find an opportunity to drag Freddy out of his dreams to ask about what Rahmer’s Bell really was.

It couldn’t possibly be that the Antique Clock he first provoked was even more freakish than the original curse, the nun.

With that thought.

Du Wei walked over to the corner of the room.

The Antique Clock looked perfectly normal.

On the other hand, Annabelle seemed to sense something and suddenly trembled.

Then, as if having just awakened and realizing she had a chance to flee, she immediately floated out of the display cabinet.

At the same time, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and the lighting dimmed considerably.

Malice instantly converged on Du Wei.

The moment Annabelle appeared, the Ghosts in the room began to emerge one by one.

She felt empowered again.

After all, in her memory, Du Wei was just an ordinary hunter who toyed with various objects and sneakily trapped Evil Spirits.

When it came to a real fight, it was still uncertain who would lose and who would win...

Therefore, Annabelle floated directly in front of Du Wei and immediately lunged at him.

This made Du Wei frown.

Then, his Right Hand transformed through Evil Spirit Transformation, and he grabbed the throat of the Evil Spirit Doll.

Annabelle was directly pinched out of shape.

All the ghosts dissipated as well.

Malice faded away, only to be replaced by a thick sense of fear.

Under Du Wei’s grasp, Annabelle struggled frantically and shivered incessantly.

It was as if she was begging for mercy.

This made Du Wei rather puzzled, "Have I not paid enough attention to you? Why do I always feel that you’ve gained some intelligence?"

He didn’t know.

Every time he was not at home, Annabelle was locked in a taxidermy cabinet, and whenever the Antique Clock went berserk, it was this unfortunate Evil Spirit.

It was either nearly devoured or enduring stress it should not have to.

The few times it managed to get out for air, it faced Strangeness at the level of confronting a public bus.

Much worse than a mere shadow, it was truly a fate worse than death.

"Could it be that the Antique Clock scared you stupid?"

Du Wei shook his head, picked up Annabelle, and walked over to the taxidermy cabinet that had fallen on the ground. After checking and confirming there was no damage, he stuffed Annabelle back into it alive.

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The cabinet door closed once again.

After fusing with the Evil Spirit himself, Du Wei, even without using powers that consumed a lot, such as Immobilization or telekinesis, could easily suppress an Evil Spirit like Annabelle.

A hand was all it took.

Thump, thump, thump...

Annabelle seemed unable to accept the reality of being easily crushed, or perhaps she didn’t want to return to the taxidermy cabinet, and she banged against the door furiously.

However, the hands on the Antique Clock mounted on the wall paused slightly.

Suddenly, Annabelle became quiet.

She was as if dead, not daring to let even a hint of her breath show.

Du Wei narrowed his eyes, looking towards the Antique Clock.

"How should I address you? Rahmer’s Bell?"

As usual, there was no response.

The Antique Clock was like an assassin lurking in the shadows, never revealing any intention until the critical moment.

But one thing was for certain, its target was Du Wei.

"My father-in-law Lawrence once told me that before their family made fortune, the mask maker and the Wittebach family reached an agreement."

"People from the Wittebach family would not be killed by demons."

"But the maker left a prophecy, which said that in this generation of the Wittebach family, a first-born daughter named Minette would come into contact with an object used to imprison a cursed demon."

"Unfortunately, that person is my girlfriend, and coincidentally, the person who touched the object turned out to be me."

"The prophecy has changed."

As he said this, Du Wei reached out to grab the Antique Clock. He did not act recklessly like before, trying to activate the Mark, as that would have been impossible to succeed, even now for him.

The Antique Clock allowed Du Wei to take it down without any objection.

Behaving as normal as ever.

With the Antique Clock in one hand, Du Wei looked it over while speaking in an indifferent tone, "Prophecies, I’m not much for believing in them, but too many unimaginable things happen in this world."

"If the prophecy is real, what prompted you to switch targets to me?"

"Did I choose you, or did you choose me?"

As he said this,

He was secretly planning in his heart just how to kill the Antique Clock.

After all, the destinies of those who had possessed this thing had been remarkably terrible.

Had he not known that the earthquake was caused by the Antique Clock, he would have acted already.

Du Wei told himself not to be hasty.

First, he needed to figure out what Rahmer’s Bell meant, then he could devise a perfect plan to eliminate the Antique Clock surreptitiously.

In doing so, his greatest trouble would be resolved, and any remaining issues would be insignificant.

Hmm...

He would need to find a new home too.