American Exorcism Male God

Xu Yi finally arrived, which was good news, but the bad news was that the first to arrive was the Ghost Samurai.

Last time, the Ghost Samurai had used the Demon-Suppressing Flame beyond what the armor could withstand; now it was in a semi-fractured state and couldn't exert its full power.

Xu Yi watched the Incarnation of the Evil God, Michael; the opponent did not have an overwhelming aura, but he could clearly feel the terror emanating from him.

There are many forms of power, some explosive like a bomb, and some silent like a laser; often, the latter is much more terrifying than the former, and the Evil God Michael undoubtedly belonged to the latter category.

The Evil God Michael was drawn to the Ghost Samurai and was a bit puzzled—why would someone carrying the aura of an evil deity stand in front of him?

He had only just descended, and his wisdom was not yet awakened.

This was also a common problem with the descent of Evil Gods; they needed to undergo a baptism of blood before they could fully recover their cognitive abilities, and the town of Bru at present was the site of his baptism.

Xu Yi manipulated the Ghost Samurai to stride boldly towards Michael.

The other party had become his sworn enemy; whether it was the disruption of the descent ritual last time or the snatch of the Bone of Nightmares, once the opponent regained his memory, Xu Yi would probably be the first one to be killed.

When he passed by Alice, he recognized her as the little girl he had saved at Vincent's farm last time.

What he didn't expect was that she was a believer of the Ghost Samurai, as a continuous stream of the Power of Faith rose from her and poured into the Ghost Samurai.

Entos, caught between the two Evil Gods, felt almost scared to death, but fortunately, the two Evil Gods didn't have the time to deal with him, a small ant, which he secretly found relieving.

He grabbed Alice and bolted toward the car ahead.

The car had been waiting for them; the driver, after all, was a soldier and didn't dare to leave without orders.

Most importantly, the driver didn't notice Michael at first, and by the time he did, Entos was already sprinting towards them; departing in a rush wouldn't make much difference in just a second or two.

"Drive!" Entos pressed his voice low, but anyone could hear the urgency in his words.

The vehicle started and shot forward, and Entos breathed heavily, feeling a sense of relief after a narrow escape; he stuck his head out of the window, looking back at the battlefield.

In his mind, the Ghost Samurai stood no chance against the Evil God Michael and could probably only hold on for about ten seconds. Remembering that it took Michael only a few minutes to deal with the Great Exorcist.

But surprisingly, the Ghost Samurai stretched out a finger and, from a distance, lightly tapped the Evil God Michael.

The gesture seemed harmless, even somewhat playful, but the effect was horrific—a pillar of white light fell suddenly, reaching from heaven to earth.

The Evil God Michael was enveloped in white light, as if he had fallen into the radiation layer of the sun, and unimaginable heat scorched his body, causing Michael to let out a bestial roar.

Entos was puzzled; wasn't the Ghost Samurai an Evil God? How could the white pillar of light carry a sense of sanctity?

The white pillar of light that pierced heaven and earth was, of course, not a power Xu Yi controlled—it was the power of the Holy Light Array.

His true body was right next to the Holy Light Array, so naturally, he knew when the Array was activated.

Xu Yi was inwardly shocked. It was a force to be reckoned with, a force that had sacrificed the Exorcism Holy Relic, and if he had been engulfed in the Holy Light at this moment, the Ghost Samurai Armor would undoubtedly have disintegrated instantly.

The intense heat of the Holy Light targeted only Michael, with no change to the ground beneath his feet.

Yet what shocked Xu Yi even more was the Evil God Michael; under such high temperatures, even Jason, who possessed Hyper Accelerated Regeneration, would likely be evaporated substantially.

Yet Michael only had his outer skin charred—it was hard to imagine just how sturdy his body was!

Blood oozed from Michael's body surface, flowing around him, resisting the power of the Holy Light.

The power of the Holy Light was staggering, but this power was not without its drawbacks; after lasting for more than ten seconds, the Holy Light gradually dissipated.

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Michael, with his skin severely charred, flipped open his coveralls, revealing his bare chest.

Xu Yi instantly noticed something abnormal in Michael's chest, which resembled the dry, cracked earth, with dense fissures spreading outwards.

He had a sudden realization: although the Evil God Michael had dealt with the Great Exorcist, he was not unscathed—a severe wound plagued his chest.

"The opponent isn't invincible!" hope surged within Xu Yi's heart.

Michael's palm overflowed with eerie blood, floating in the air like tendrils.

He violently pressed his hand on the fissures in his chest, filling the gaps between the cracks with blood.

The pain of the Evil God Michael was alleviated, as he regained his indifferent demeanor.

Without a single word, nor any preparatory movement, Michael suddenly disappeared on the spot and reappeared in front of the Ghost Samurai the next second.

The sharp dagger instantly pierced through the Samurai Armor, and the clenched fist holding the dagger also struck the armor. The Ghost Samurai was sent flying violently, striking the building behind and penetrating more than a dozen walls before slowly coming to a stop.

Xu Yi's expression shifted slightly—just one strike nearly shattered the Ghost Samurai's armor. What terrifying strength!

He finally understood why the Church's Great Exorcist had died at the hands of the opponent in just a few minutes.

Michael didn't have as many tricks as Ratma, but having more abilities didn't necessarily mean being stronger. His sheer force left others utterly powerless.

Xu Yi attempted to control the Samurai Armor to stand up, but the armor emitted sounds of being overwhelmed and cracking. He instantly realized that if he continued to force it, the armor would surely fall apart.

Michael didn't give him any chance to struggle; the instincts residing in his soul dictated obliteration.

Xu Yi's vision blurred for a moment, and Michael had already appeared before him.

Compared to his incredible strength, his speed was equally astonishing.

Michael lifted his foot and stamped down viciously. The Ghost Samurai's head shattered instantly, and the ground was stomped into a huge hole.

The dark golden flames inside the head dissipated, and Michael could no longer sense the aura of the Evil God, turning away to pursue those who had fled.

Fick hid in the forest, looking out over the battlefield.

The situation was somewhat unexpected; the people of New York City Hall had managed to react so quickly and organize an attack, but he didn't pay it much mind.

A hastily assembled team could not possibly deal with the descent of the Evil God of the Ram, even if it were just a fraction of his power.

As for the so-called Evil God Ghost Samurai, he held them in disdain.

He recognized at a glance that the opponent was nothing but a charlatan. Any exorcist who was slightly stronger could take the opponent down.

Indeed, once the holy light disappeared, the Evil God took care of the Ghost Samurai as easily as crushing an ant on the roadside.

Fick shifted his attention away from the Ghost Samurai.

Now, his thought was that the Incarnation of the Evil God would quickly complete the Blood Baptism and then proceed with the planned tasks, so that their organization could benefit.

But suddenly, he turned his head sharply, his gaze refocusing on the Ghost Samurai.

The once shattered armor was now awkwardly standing up.

It wasn't just standing up; there was a momentum about the armor. The aura of the armor had completely changed, revealing a presence that sent shivers down one's spine.

Fick's face was filled with astonishment—what had happened to cause such a drastic change in the opponent's aura!

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