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Xu Yi stared at the corner, a tall figure slowly emerged from there, with grizzled hair, yet his body was bulging with muscles, and his eyes were narrow, giving a very uncomfortable feeling.

"Who are you, and why are you following me?" Xu Yi frowned and eyed the other person.

He had actually noticed someone behind him earlier, but he thought it was just another exorcist who happened to be taking the same route, until he found the other person hiding in a corner and spying on him, which confirmed that he was targeted.

"My name is Calari, you might not recognize me, but you should be familiar with Silver Cross Exorcism Studio, familiar with Maji, I am his father," the man stared intently at Xu Yi.

Xu Yi was either not hearing or not caring, silently watching the entrance to the sewer, his gaze not even on Calari.

Calari's eyes suddenly reddened, fury rising in his heart. As an avenger seeking vengeance for his son, he was being ignored by his enemy.

He was about to pull out his pistol and end the other's life.

But he suddenly froze; as a seasoned exorcist, even if his anger was uncontrollable, he still maintained the habit of being alert to his surroundings.

It was too quiet, too quiet behind him!

Seconds before, he could still hear all kinds of noises behind him, the rats hunting, people fleeing, there couldn't be a lack of sound, but now all the noises had vanished.

He sensed that something abnormal had happened, and his muscles tensed.

The sewer suddenly darkened, although it hadn't been very bright before, but at least the sunlight would occasionally stream down from the manhole cover, allowing people to see the things around them clearly.

Now that sunlight had all disappeared.

Could it be nightfall already?

He suddenly realized it was impossible, the operation had started in the morning, and at most, only five or six hours had passed.

Logically, it was supposed to be brightly sunny at noon, and the sewer should be even brighter.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead... Although it was dark before, at least he could still vaguely see some outlines. But in the moment of thought, he suddenly couldn't see anything, not even his hand when he extended it, the whole area seemed to be immersed in thick ink.

This place was already isolated, a Different Space created by a Demon! Calari suddenly realized.

His breathing became rapid, past exorcism experiences telling him that Demons capable of creating this kind of Different Space were exceptionally powerful beings.

A whooshing sound suddenly came from beside him, the sound of a sharp blade slicing through the air creating a sonic boom.

Calari instinctively dodged to the side while drawing his pistol at his waist, ready to retaliate.

At that moment, his back suddenly hit something, his chest felt chilly, followed by a surge of intense pain.

Calari pushed away whatever was behind him and with shaking hands, took a white jade statue of Jesus from his backpack and smashed it to the ground forcefully.

The white jade statue shattered, and the scattered fragments burst into dazzling white light.

The dark space was temporarily illuminated, and as Calari looked down, he saw that a dagger had pierced through his chest, and blood wouldn't stop flowing.

Behind him, the white glow revealed two slender figures.

The ones who had ambushed him were these two people, their pupils black as ink, as if condensing two dark clouds.

Calari's breaths became ragged, his chest heaving like a broken bellows, his lungs had been punctured, and he would soon die from excessive blood loss.

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Was he going to die here?

He couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, his body uncontrollably trembling.

He wasn't ambushed easily due to carelessness, but because of this special space.

This Darklands swallowed light, the white jade statue of Jesus was an Exorcism Artifact, which was why it could illuminate the place; if it had been a common flashlight, it probably wouldn't have shone any light at all.

But the white jade statue of Jesus could only illuminate momentarily.

"At least I can count it as avenging Maji, that makes it worth it!"

Calari's lips curled into a smile, he looked towards Xu Yi, expecting to see his miserable state, but his smile suddenly froze on his face.

The other party was not dead, with three people trying to finish him off—one more than Xu Yi—yet he still seemed to be handling himself with ease.

Why was the other party unharmed?

When he saw the other party's eyes, he was slightly taken aback; the pupils were a grayish white, clearly not something common humans possessed.

Could those eyes see in the dark?

Kalari was filled with rage. Why could the other party have such a Talent? Why was it his son who died and not the other party?n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

From those exorcists involved, he learned the entire process of his son's death.

In his view, if it hadn't been for Xu Yi deliberately provoking his son, if it hadn't been for Xu Yi setting a trap intentionally, his son would never have died.

If Xu Yi knew what the other was thinking, he would surely exclaim 'like father, like son'; both of them had that same kind of extreme selfishness.

Kalari knelt on the ground, feeling the strength being drained from his body bit by bit.

"It's fine, even if he can see in the darkness, facing so many attackers, he will surely have nowhere to go but down!" Kalari could only comfort himself in this way.

Clutching the wound on his chest, he stared fixedly at Xu Yi, trying to see him die in front of him, to go before him.

Once the two assassins were certain that Kalari had no way out, they headed straight for Xu Yi, preparing to join forces to end the battle sooner.

Kalari was already at death's door, but seeing this scene, he still felt a secret pleasure.

He was already old, with not many good days left. If he could see his son's enemy die in agony, it would also be a kind of enjoyment.

But suddenly he had a bad premonition; there was no fear in Xu Yi's eyes, only a faint smile on his lips.

This was an expression of extreme confidence.

Kalari soon found out where such confidence came from. His pupils dilated in shock as he watched the battle unfold.

It was the first time he had seen someone integrate Martial Arts and Marksmanship to such a degree!

Sometimes it was impossible to tell when Xu Yi shot. He could only hear a gun shot, and then an assassin would slowly fall.

He also recognized the gun in Xu Yi's hand—it was the legendary Alchemical Revolver Messiah.

These killers were naturally not common people; they had all received the Demon's blessing, possessing strong physiques and mighty Vitality.

But facing the Exorcism Bullets shot by the Messiah, their demon-blessed bodies didn't fare too well.

He suddenly felt ridiculous; he actually thought about taking down Xu Yi single-handedly?

With Xu Yi's skills, if they had faced off directly, it was definitely him who would have perished.

The assassins fell one by one to the sound of gunfire, while Xu Yi's only suffering was his clothes being torn, with him slightly out of breath.

Kalari's pupils were thick with bloodshot veins as he suddenly realized that these assassins couldn't kill Xu Yi.

"No! My son is dead, why should he be allowed to live?" Kalari gritted his teeth, his mind made up.

He wanted to curse Xu Yi, to make him die a miserable death, his body rotting, his soul lost along the Styx.

The reason he hadn't done so before was that the price of launching a curse was his soul.

Once the curse was cast, his soul would be sacrificed, never to be reborn.

As an exorcist, he was very clear about the consequences of doing this, but at this moment he didn't care about anything else, he just wanted Xu Yi to die in front of him.

Kalari took out a metal figurine from his bosom; it was a withered tree with a red-eyed, three-headed snake entwined around it.

He clenched the figurine tightly, sharp edges piercing his palm, the blood dyeing the three-headed snake red.

"Oh spirits of the snake that wander within nightmares, I pray to thee here, offering up my soul..."

Kalari murmured lightly, preparing to curse Xu Yi through the figurine as a medium, to have him die right there.