After entering the altar.

Another Du Wei held a sharp knife and stabbed him.

However, under the influence of some strange force, the envelope could not detect this scene at all.

In the blink of an eye.

The sharp knife stabbed Du Wei behind him.

But at this moment.

From Du Wei's shadow, two sharp knives emerged directly, and the blades collided together, but they were so strange that they did not make any clear sound.

Instead, it seems to be stuck.

The black shadow slowly emerged, his blood-covered eyes staring at the counterfeit with a ferocious look.

At this time.

Du Wei turned around and glanced at the other himself expressionlessly.

"If you can't see you in the envelope, it doesn't mean I can't see you."

"I'm curious about what the hell are you and why you want to be me, because do you think this will add any advantages to you?"

"Wisdom? Calmness? Psychological hint?"

"I can't see any of these."

After saying that, Du Wei stretched out his right hand, and the pattern of the pointer on the back of his hand was slightly rotating.

Then he grabbed another one by his neck.

Strangely, it cannot be marked...

This puzzled Du Wei: "The only thing I could not mark before was the Ramer Bell, but I personally experienced its strength. Why are you so weak?"

The other party did not answer, but instead struggled constantly, trying to get rid of Du Wei.

The envelope beside him reacted.

[Master, what's going on? Why can't I find this fake product in the envelope just now? Where did it come out?]

Du Wei said lightly: "The reason why you can't find it is because we have come to its territory, and the existence at the level of the demon god is something you cannot access."

The envelope is very puzzled.

【Then why can you find it? And the shadow can also be?】

Du Wei didn't want to explain, but thought that the envelope's IQ is much higher now, and he can't exploit it ruthlessly like before.

I have to give it some sweetness.

Give it an illusion that efforts can be rewarded.

Only in this way can the envelope work harder for itself.

Of course...it's only to wait until it turns into an idiot.

So Du Wei said, "Because I have been stared at by the Ramer Bell, the reason I can see it now is because it wants me to see it, and the shadow overlaps with me, it will also have my vision."

The envelope suddenly realized, and it showed great jealousy.

【I also want to be integrated with the master.】

At this moment.

Suddenly, the one who was grabbed by Du Wei showed a strange smile and drew a clown card with his other hand.

The entire card is black.

Then another person actually spoke: "I make a wish..."

Just got to this point.

Du Wei's eyes were slightly cold, and he kicked the local abdomen directly, causing him to make a painful groan and interrupted the other party's wish.

He didn't know what this thing was.

It may be a copy of yourself, or it may be a more weird thing.

After all, the other party took out a wish card.

It seems to be constantly approaching and synchronizing with itself.

"You don't have a chance to make a wish."

Du Wei said this, and took out the flintlock rifle from his pocket with his other hand.

A shot at the head of the replica.

There was a bang.

The other party's head was smashed, and the blood was mixed with turbid liquid, splashing everywhere.

The body twitched on the ground, and then there was no movement.

But Du Wei did not step forward, but said vigilantly: "Black shadow, you come."

The black shadow took action without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye.

Two sharp knives cut the body of the replica into pieces.

The scene was extremely bloody.

Du Wei glanced at the black shadow with a strange look.

From the beginning to now, although the black shadow has become its most loyal subordinate, its persistence in killing itself has never seemed to have been shaken...

The black shadow turned his head blankly and glanced at Du Wei.

Inexplicably, it trembled for a moment, as if it felt a chill.

Du Wei smiled at it: "You did a great job."

The shadow was at a loss.

Du Wei did not pay attention to it anymore, but instead squatted down, pulled the black clown card that fell to the ground with a flintlock rifle and another sharp knife.

The sharp knife is exactly the same as the one in the black shadow's hand, and it is no different except that it is black in color.

The black clown card can vaguely see the outline of a figure.

Du Wei looked at this scene and couldn't help but start thinking.

"Is it really my copy? Can I even copy what I have on me?"

He was a little unbelievable.

So he rushed to the envelope and said, "Go and try it and see if you can make a wish. I need to determine what this thing is."

The envelope rushed forward excitedly.

[I make a wish for the envelope here, and the balance will immediately appear in the owner's hands.]

But in fact, the black clown card did not give it any feedback.

And in the blink of an eye it turned into a shadow and merged into the shadow.

The same is true for the corpse that was cut into pieces by the black shadow.

See this scene.

Du Wei nodded thoughtfully: "Shadow, balance, I really want to understand."

Said.

He turned his head and looked at the huge statue at the center of the altar, and his eyes stopped on the golden scale.

At the same time, the whole person also walked over.

"It's really interesting. The Bell of Ramer, Varaka, and an unknown demon all stared at me, so now you stared at me, right?"

"In the death scene I saw, another I used the balance to kill me, and he took all my things and walked out for me."

"But I've killed him just now, so this matter is no longer true."

Speaking of this, Du Wei suddenly stopped.

He shook his head and said, "No, I will appear as copied, it wants to replace me."

"So I'm curious, why do you so-called demons always like to make my decisions instead of others?"

"Is it because I have something special?"

He couldn't get the answer.

But he knew that the golden scale must be related to Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demon gods.

These so-called demon gods are so terrifying that he has no ability to resist at all.

Only the demon god can confront the demon god.
To be continued...