American Exorcism Male God

The three great alchemical machines had gathered, and Xu Yi felt the situation was getting difficult.

If it were only the Lizard Dragon, he and the Ghost Samurai could easily suppress it, but with the addition of the Crow Man and the Clock Bird, the tide of battle flipped instantly.

He subconsciously checked on Lisa and the other two, who still hadn't awakened.

After injecting the "Poseidon Potion," their strength would soar, and together they could at least match one Ghost Samurai.

The bottles and jars on the table contained various alchemical potions. Robert was clearly aware of the mission and began drawing an array inside the hall as soon as he entered.

In the center of the array, Xu Yi spotted a familiar face, Chris.

She had burned the object saturated with the resentment of the Sugar Plum Fairy, and was likely marked for "hunting" by the Sugar Plum Fairy.

"So the plan for the Ring of Destruction is to use Chris as bait to lure out the Sugar Plum Fairy?"

Although it was just a guess, Xu Yi felt it was very likely correct.

...

The bell signaled the end of classes, and Carrie headed to the Xu Family Restaurant because the special training for today was canceled due to unforeseen circumstances.

Carrie walked with her head down, kicking small stones on the ground, not hiding the look of disappointment on her face.

"Carrie, there's a dance at school tonight, are you going?" Suddenly, a female classmate extended an invitation.

Carrie remembered her, one of the rare few in class who didn't show obvious malice and occasionally even spoke to her.

"I..." Carrie could not bring herself to utter her refusal, being someone who was terrible at saying no.

"Come on! You disappear as soon as class is over; it's not good for class unity," the classmate, who also served as a class officer, added.

If there had been training, Carrie would have refused without hesitation, but she suddenly didn't want to spend the evening alone. After hesitating for a long time, she finally nodded and agreed.

The dance was bustling, and most importantly, she felt kindness from her classmates for the first time. Even those who used to bully her rarely offered her a smile.

She didn't understand why, but she was happy nonetheless.

If someone has never tasted candy in their life, just a little sweetness could immerse them completely.

But when she, the Lucky One, stood on the stage ready to receive the special gift of the night, a bucket of sheep's blood from above brought everything to an abrupt halt.

Carrie felt the cold and stench of the sheep's blood on her and the laughter from beneath the stage pierced her like knives.

Anger spread like wildfire in her heart, and the shackles in her mind seemed to loosen at this moment.

"Kill them! Kill them all!" A deranged voice echoed in her ears.

Carrie felt as if she held the power of life and death, able to kill everyone before her with a mere thought.

Her hand slowly rose, but she suddenly stopped... because she had a premonition that if she gave in to her inner anger and killed everyone, she might fall into uncontrollable darkness.

"The Black Void Gate has invaded your body, making your emotional responses a hundred times stronger than an average person. You need to control your emotions, whether it is cowardice, fear, or anger!"

Xu Yi's words suddenly echoed in her ears.

Carrie took deep breaths to calm herself down.

She kept reassuring herself, "It's really nothing, just a loss of face, after all. The teacher said that once you control your power, all of this is just an illusion."

In her eyes, she had only one teacher, and that was Xu Yi.

She gradually calmed down, ignoring the mockers, leaving the dance with her head held high instead of bowed, as if she were the 'queen' of the gathering.

The laughter died down, and everyone stared blankly at Carrie's figure, completely at a loss as to where she found such courage.

Unbeknownst to everyone, under Xu Yi's subtle influence, Carrie had changed.

When she got home, she forced herself to regain her composure, but her heart trembled when she saw the white dress laid out on the dining table.

The white dress was a gift from Xu Yi. The day she got home, she had taken off the white dress and hid it, not expecting her mother to find it.

She could face humiliation at the dance calmly, but the thought of her mother, and the small black room in the attic with just a mirror, made her body tremble involuntarily.

She could already anticipate, a tempest was about to break.

"Carrie, where did this dress come from?"

But what Carrie didn't expect at all was the unheard-of tenderness in her mother's voice.

"Don't... it was a gift from someone else," Carrie said after a long pause, barely above a whisper.

She felt as though she was living in a dream, where every night she fantasized about having such a gentle mother.

"From a man or a woman?" her mother's voice was still so soft, even carrying a hint of encouragement with a smile on her face.

"A... a man!" Carrie couldn't help but tremble as she spoke.

She remembered once receiving a gift from a boy, even if it was just a pen he gave her casually.

That day, not only was she punished by kneeling for three hours, forbidden to eat dinner, but she was also locked in the small dark room in the attic for an entire day.

Her mother believed that women who accept gifts from men were loose whores and that women shouldn't marry and have children; the offspring produced were unclean.

She preached these twisted doctrines around town every day, and everyone saw her as a plague, closing their doors tight at the sight of her.

But Carrie remembered her mother wasn't always like this.

Everything changed since her father had an affair, gambled, and intended to offer her mother to settle his debts.

"Drink this cup of coffee, warm up, then take a bath and get some good sleep!" her mother said.

Unexpectedly, her mother didn't get angry but instead made her a cup of coffee; Carrie's eyes moistened as she watched the steam waft up from the brown liquid.

Suddenly, all the grievances she suffered today seemed insignificant.

She obediently drank the coffee, and an overwhelming sleepiness washed over her like a tide; she couldn't resist and fell into a deep sleep.

After who knows how long, she heard the harsh sound of sharpening a knife echoing in her ears as she drifted in and out of consciousness.

She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt like they weighed a ton. Her mother's voice mixed with the sound of the knife sharpening; startled, Carrie finally came to.

"Mother..." Carrie's mind went blank as she took in the scene before her.

She was bound to a load-bearing column in the center of the restaurant with thick hemp ropes, her mother squatting beside her, sharpening a sharp cleaver.

"Mother, what... what are you doing?" Carrie shuddered uncontrollably as she saw her mother hunched over, sharpening the knife.

"What am I doing... I'm of course thoroughly cleansing you of your filthy existence!" her mother replied sharply, lifting her head with the boning knife reflecting her bloodshot eyes, a look of madness on her face.

...

Xu Yi loaded the slender bullet into the Barrett sniper rifle, aiming it at the old wooden house below.

This type of anti-materiel firearm could even penetrate tank armor; against a house made of wooden planks, it was naturally effortless.

He used a common sniper rifle instead of the Alchemy Revolver because his target was not alchemical machinery but a common person.

He was prepared to kill Chris outright!

Chris stood in the center of the formation, her expression dull and pupils gray. This was because most of her soul had already been extracted by the Array to create bait to attract the Sugar Plum Fairy.

Even if she were rescued, she wouldn't survive a day.

Xu Yi had no intention, nor the ability, to save her. By killing her now, she could at least preserve a small part of her soul.

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Once Chris died, the no longer fresh bait would make it difficult to attract the finicky Sugar Plum Fairy, akin to tempting a capricious carp.

The three great alchemical machines of the Ring of Destruction were hidden away; only Robert was bustling about in the hall.

Relying on the Nest of the Evil God within Robert to pinpoint her location, Xu Yi could ascertain Chris's position even with his vision obstructed by the layers of the house.

Xu Yi decisively pulled the trigger; with a muffled shot from the silencer, the bullet pierced through the house's walls, aiming for Chris.

Just as the sniper's bullet was about to pierce Chris's chest, it seemed to hit something solid and was instantly deflected.

The shadow of the Lizard Dragon appeared in the air, using its long tail to wrap around Chris and acting as an invisible shield.

Xu Yi's expression shifted slightly, his plan foiled by the unforeseen ability of the Lizard Dragon.@@novelbin@@

But he had no thoughts of using a Resurrection Coin for another attempt.

Killing Chris was a temporary solution; given time, the Ring of Destruction could find a replacement.

It wasn't worth wasting a Resurrection Coin.

Before Xu Yi could take any further action, the Crow Man had already reached his hiding place in the attic, his Reaper's Scythe striking down fiercely.