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Chapter 1118

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If Justine could see through the mirror to the other side, he would see Chen Ang and Nick sitting in the corridor, with a mirror hanging on the closed door.

Inside the room, Cercy smelled wax. She raised her hand in the dark and saw that her hand was scarlet.

Cercy was startled. She sat up and observed carefully, only to find that her hand was full of red rust.

It was red mold. She didn't know when the pillow and quilt had been covered with mold.

Just as Cercy observed the details of the mold on her hand and tried to break away from this illusory world, behind her, the wax figure standing at the door had melted!

The white wax melted and dripped, revealing the gray skin under the wax.

As the wax fell to the floor, most of the "shell" on the wax figure had been peeled off.

What was revealed was a thin body wrapped in wax, and the white candle tears remained on her facial features.

Her face was a stiff grey, and her dehydrated skin and flesh could no longer support the skeleton of the corpse, making her appear skinny and emaciated. When some pieces of wax fell, they tore off part of the skin, exposing part of the body's muscles and bones.

The body wrapped in wax slowly turned her head and looked at Cercy.

At this time, Cercy also heard the sound of the wax shell peeling off. Her body stiffened, and she looked down to see the shadow of the wax figure on the ground. The shadow reflected the movement of the wax figure.

Cercy was not afraid of corpses. Corpses were just dead things for her voodoo materials. She used corpses to make voodoo dolls, which was the core secret of the Voodoo Sect.

Every Voodoo Sect wizard was proficient in making voodoo dolls, which was an ancient African witchcraft. It was a substitute that wizards used to protect themselves. In the ancient legend of the Voodoo Sect, they were the priests of the tribe, guarding the door of the soul. Behind the door was' death '.

In order to avoid death, they opened the door of the soul and took away their souls.

The wizards used their hair and witchcraft to create substitute dolls, hoping that they could trick 'death'. Even if the wizards were caught by death, they could attach their souls to the voodoo dolls to avoid being caught behind the door. For a long time, wizards had used voodoo dolls to guard the 'door' to prevent the Soul Gate from being opened.

It also prevented the thing behind the Soul Gate from letting the power of death come out.

The voodoo doll wasn't a Sealed Artifact … but a seal.

Since the 'gate' wasn't a physical existence, it was a concept from life to death, and it represented the concept of going from one world to another. Therefore, the ancient tribe where the Voodoo Cult originated from couldn't have a physical guardian like Wakanda and Ebola. Therefore, they created a voodoo doll that contained the souls of all the Voodoo Cult's dead wizards.

Guard the door.

Now … the first and strongest voodoo doll had been snatched away … and the door had also opened!

The opening of the door meant that the path from the world of the dead to the world of the living had been opened. It meant that some things could return to this world through the door. This door was formless and intangible, but it was a concept. Anything that had the concept of connecting to another world could be a 'door'.

For example — a mirror!

Or a specific time — the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival, the Night of a Hundred Ghosts.

Or a ceremony — lighting a candle at the crossroads.

After the door was opened, these concepts that were given a specific meaning by human cultural activities would have a different power. The 'door' wasn't a physical thing, it wasn't something that could be seen or touched, but it was a kind of law of the universe.

It represented the law of the universe of 'death'.

One day a few weeks ago, Cercy suddenly discovered that the door was open. At that time, she was wandering at night, and there was a strange sound coming from the attic. Then, she went up to check — it was nothing because the attic was where she kept her things related to witchcraft. Although it looked gloomy, it was actually very safe.

Everything changed on that day. Before that, although Cercy was a witch who had taken over someone else's body, she didn't look gloomy or scary. Instead, she looked happy and bright, enjoying life.

But on that day, she saw the people she had killed — the kind-hearted nurse Caroline, the young and promising lawyer Luke, the two children who had been burned to death in black bodies by their parents, Violet and Ben Devriox. They appeared in front of Cercy, letting her experience the torture they had suffered.

If Justine hadn't discovered something wrong and used witchcraft to save Cercy, she would probably have died in the attic.

From that day on, Cercy and Justine knew that they would probably have to fight with these things forever, until they fell into eternal hell and were consigned to eternal damnation.

The voodoo doll was a substitute and also a gatekeeper.

They made many voodoo dolls and filled all the rooms in this house. They thought of ways to use witchcraft to hide themselves so that they could not be discovered. The voodoo dolls could prevent those things from coming out of the door and also prevent them from crossing the door. Relying on these dolls, Cercy and Justine hid from place to place. In order to completely get rid of these things, they needed to perform a witchcraft created by Voodoo Queen Lavelle.

Lavelle's Blessing!

They needed to kill the two people and refine them into a special voodoo doll. Then, they would hide the souls that were targeted by the evil spirits, create a fake soul shadow, and cover the special voodoo doll to deceive those evil spirits.

Cercy and Justine began to look for candidates to make this voodoo doll, but before they were ready, a young man who claimed to be an insurance investigator came to the door, followed by a black man. They had to change their target …

Cercy came back to her senses and struggled out of her involuntary memories. She noticed that in this room, all the voodoo dolls had come to life. The voodoo dolls protected them, but at the same time, they were not necessarily safe. The thing behind the door could infect those dolls, making them strange and even dangerous.

Circe did not know what kind of danger this kind of voodoo doll posed, because the previous ones had been infected. They had taken care of everything. However, she knew that the voodoo doll could be used as a vessel for souls, and similarly … it could also be used as a vessel for evil spirits.

Cecil didn't even need to think to know that these dolls with evil spirits in them didn't have any good intentions towards him.

The corpse in the wax figure began to dance. She tiptoed, spun, and jumped, just like an elegant ballet when she was alive.

She was an excellent ballet dancer when she was alive, but she later retired due to illness. In despair, the dancer turned to witchcraft in order to return to her beloved stage. The wizard granted her wish, but hid the crueler price … In the end, the dancer was made into a wax figure, fixed at the moment when she danced.

Her soul was also imprisoned in the wax figure forever, becoming the wizard's best work — a voodoo doll!

As the corpse danced, the tips of her toes supported all the weight of her body. Her stiff body was as flexible as it could be, like a puppet on strings. This made her dance look like a puppet dance. She was as stiff as a mechanical puppet and danced a standard ballet.

The corpse dancing in the shadows was a dance of life and death.

It was soul-stirring horror and beauty!

"Why don't you go up and dance together?" Cercy heard her husband, who was lying next to her, whispering. Cercy suddenly found that this face was too young, just like Lawyer Luke when he was in his twenties.

But what made her afraid was that Lawyer Luke, who was in his twenties, was not her husband.

The door opened, and the shaft made a twisting sound. She heard the sound of a spring turning — "Click."

The slightly closed door was pushed open by a hand, and the figure of Chen Ang appeared at the door. He smiled and walked in with light footsteps. Behind him was a thick shadow, and one had to look carefully to see that it was the shadow of a person.

Chen Ang lowered his voice and said, "Are you asleep?"

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