Bang...
The door was kicked open.
Du Wei, wearing a mask, rushed out in a sorry state.
Then...
His pupils suddenly contracted.
Standing in the corner outside the doorway, bathed in moonlight, was Josh, who had already become somewhat inhuman.
He, or it, had a bloody smile, eyes bulging wide as if they were about to burst out, staring intently at Du Wei.
No shadow...
A sense of inevitable doom filled Du Wei's heart.
It must be said that this time, he had met with disaster.
It was not for lack of vigilance.
Du Wei had followed the plan perfectly, and had found the problem, but he hadn't anticipated that the Evil Spirit would be so formidable.
To actually blow out the lighter...
Not even the shadow entity could do that.
Brutally simple...
Eerily excessive, if that Evil Spirit really had been brought out from behind the door, Du Wei couldn't imagine what kind of terrible events would unfold once that door was opened.
Just like the name of that door—Hell's Gate.
