In the restroom, the ropes binding Du Wei's hands and feet had been untied.
James looked at the masked man, able to see only a pair of eyes that were so calm and rational they were chilling, and he couldn't help feeling a shiver in his heart.
"Mr. Du Wei, are you sure you can deal with this Evil Spirit?"
He pointed to the mirror, at the hideous-looking Evil Spirit that looked exactly like Du Wei.
This thing was just too eerie; it almost killed all three of them, and Du Wei was someone who had just become an Exorcist two days ago—it was hard to believe what he had said before was true.
Harry and Homier's expressions were similar; both somewhat perplexed. This Evil Spirit was extremely terrifying, and many things that could be used against Evil Spirits were basically useless against it.
Even for an Elite Exorcist, without using those items from the Sealing Nun, they would be utterly helpless against it.
It was beyond common understanding.
Totally incomprehensible.
