American Exorcism Male God

Ratma stared at the figure rising tumultuously in the black waters, filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

Could that annoying little bug still not be dead? Such tenacious vitality, was it really human and not a Demon?

No! Even a Common Demon should have dissolved in the black blood.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He quickly sensed that something was amiss, the figure bore no trace of human aura, it was merely an undead body.

The undead was covered in rotten flesh, and logically, the corrosive nature of the black blood shouldn't be so weak, which could only mean that the undead's body was out of the ordinary.

The undead's pupils were blood red, and the veins in its eyes seemed ready to burst forth, with hideous bones sprouting from its back like wings of thorns unfurling.

The Thorn-ridden Corpse behaved like a wild beast, lunging towards Ratma.

Had it been before, Ratma would have had thousands of ways to deal with it, but now, weakened to such an extent, he could only be overthrown into the black blood by the rotting corpse.

The bone spurs of the rotting corpse's palms protruded fiercely, piercing through Ratma's skull.

Ratma manipulated the black blood around him, which surged towards the rotting corpse like venomous snakes biting, causing great billows of black smoke to rise from its body, and its outer flesh to corrode again, revealing the stacked bones within.

Taking advantage of the cover provided by the river of black blood, the Annabelle doll quietly arrived at the edge of the battlefield, silently observing the battle between the two monsters.

Also watching this scene was Xu Yi, in the Soul Space.

The rotting corpse was certainly not him, but the Heretic he had always kept in the Treasure Box.

Xu Yi was well aware that once a soul entered the body of an undead, like that of the Heretic, it would "resurrect"!

In his hand, he had a ready-made soul, compressed and refined—a Soul Jade.

Annabelle, following Xu Yi's orders, fed the Heretic Soul Jades, not just one but a handful.

The Heretic's body was already special, and the entry of so many Soul Jades into it was like adding fuel to the fire.

Although Xu Yi had anticipated it, he was still shocked by the Heretic's transformation.

The combat power that had erupted in such a short time was already on par with his own from just before.

The Heretic clutched fiercely at the Evil God Ratma, its ferocious bone spurs piercing Ratma's body over and over. Ratma was visibly weakened, the effectiveness of his Hyper Accelerated Regeneration diminishing, with the healing of his wounds slowing down.

Xu Yi saw the statue of the Evil God within the flesh and took a deep breath.

"Are you ready?" he asked softly.

"I am ready!" came a majestic voice from behind.

The Annabelle doll slowly approached the battlefield as if merely being carried by the black waters.

The battle had reached a fever pitch, the Heretic's flesh had been corroded away, leaving only a skeleton, yet even so, it was still capable of fighting.

It wrapped its arms around Ratma, the bone spurs on its body piercing into Ratma's flesh.

Ratma bit at the opponent with sharp rodent teeth, mere bones that in the face of teeth that could bite through an Exorcism Holy Relic, were just slightly more solid foam.

Ratma was very, very weak now, the whites of his eyes almost gone, the Evil God's statue in his chest no longer had the strength to hide itself, exposed to the air.

What He hadn't noticed was that Annabelle had already silently drifted behind Him.

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A purplish-red glow spread from Annabelle, and a figure slowly emerged, none other than Xu Yi, supposedly "dead".

His state was very strange, his pupils void of expression, devoid of even a sliver of life.

Because what lay before him was merely a body, Xu Yi's soul had been sucked away by Bastet.

The shell had not been swallowed by the black blood. Since the shell without a soul belonged to the category of "inanimate objects," it naturally could be taken in by the Toy Box.

Whether Bastet's intention was good or evil, Xu Yi wasn't sure at first, but considering he was about to be devoured by the dark waters and needed to use a Resurrection Coin anyway, why not take a look at the situation?

Unexpectedly, after his soul was drawn out, Annabelle actually collected his body.

This was the difference between having and lacking spiritual intelligence. If the doll was a wind-up toy, just winding it up a bit would have probably resulted in his body being completely corroded, leaving the Resurrection Coin as the only option.

After Xu Yi fully grasped the situation, his brain whirled, and a new plan formed in his mind.

The Cat Spirit Holy Tree emitted a faint green light, and an obscure soul fluctuation flew out, entering Xu Yi's body.

Xu Yi shivered violently, feeling as though he plunged into the cold depths of the Arctic Ocean the moment his soul entered his body.

Cold! Too cold!

It was a chill intense enough to freeze a soul solid. It took him a long time to recover.

This was "rigor mortis." Once a person died, the body turned into an "ice cellar," and if a soul were to enter it, the soul would be frozen solid.

There are not a few Wandering Souls in the world, and naturally, all would wish for Resurrection. If just any wandering soul could enter the numerous corpses in hospitals and Funeral Parlors to seize the body and be reborn, the world would have descended into chaos long ago.

The "Resurrection" of a corpse was based on a set of extremely rare conditions.

Xu Yi felt somewhat relieved, grateful that his soul had only left the body momentarily. If it had left for too long, he feared the soul would not be able to re-enter the body at all.

Gradually feeling warmth, he regained control of his body.

His eyes slowly opened, and the first thing Xu Yi saw was Ratma fiercely biting into the Bone Corpse, its sharp teeth severing the neck bone, the head with nothing but bones left in its mouth, its gaze empty.

Ratma was so weakened that he could no longer sense his surroundings. Xu Yi held the remnants of Saint O'Hagan tightly in his hands, staring intently at the Evil God statue on Ratma's chest.

The Fog of Obscurity surged into his body again, and he controlled the intoxicating power once more, lunging out explosively. Under Annabelle's evil influence, his figure was like lightning.

Ratma seemed to sense the anomaly behind him and tried to turn his head, but before the motion was complete, the silver remains of Saint O'Hagan had already pierced through his flesh and blood, precisely penetrating the Evil God statue in his chest.

A hint of a smile appeared on Xu Yi's lips, as if he had already seen the scene of Ratma's Annihilation.

But he abruptly froze, something was off about the touch!

Although he didn't know what material the Evil God statue was made of, it definitely shouldn't feel like this, Saint O'Hagan felt as if it had stabbed into a mound of soft mud.

A horrifying scene ensued: the Evil God statue suddenly decayed, turning into a stream of foul water.

Xu Yi had no time to react when Ratma suddenly turned his head, expressionless.

His body exploded, and the shattered flesh turned into a black vortex that devoured everything around it, be it the Bone Corpse or Xu Yi.

In Xu Yi's consciousness, the last thing he saw in that final second was the palm-sized statue falling from the vortex, the white dot in its pupil completely dissipating.

With it dissipated the dark Barrier of the place, the darkness faded, and light returned. They were now in the reality of the sewer system.

The ink-like turbid blood suddenly turned into clear water, the clear water flowing into the sewer, the water's force growing stronger, the Evil God statue dropping into the waterway, washed away in an instant, vanishing from sight.