American Exorcism Male God

"What a beautiful city!"

The man stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the bustling Boston at night, and sighed leisurely, but suddenly his tone changed, "It's a pity, though, that such a beautiful city will soon be out of sight."

The reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window revealed the man's appearance: black cropped hair, black-framed glasses, and a slightly handsome face that gave the impression of a societal elite.

However, no common person could have such profound eyes that seemed capable of seeing through everything.

"Boss, what's so great about a broken city? You should pay more attention to me instead," a beautiful figure pushed the door open and entered. If Xu Yi were here, he would have certainly recognized her.

Long black hair, the distinctive teardrop mole under the eye, enchanting peach-blossom eyes.

That was Tomie Kawakami, who had once attempted to seduce Xu Yi, only to be killed by him in return.

"You should just call me West! 'Boss' sounds strange."

The man did not turn his head, "And besides, Tomie, haven't I told you before? I don't have those worldly desires."

"Got it, boss," Tomie Kawakami responded insincerely, throwing West a coquettish glance, "Boss, did you study in Boston back in the day?"

"No, I studied medicine at the University of Zurich in Switzerland," West shook his head, his eyes flashing with memories.

"If only I could have gone to the same school as you, boss. Then, we could have had a sweet campus romance!"

Tomie Kawakami gazed at West's back, her eyes full of admiration—any normal man seeing such a look might find it difficult to resist.

West nodded as well, sighing leisurely, "Yeah! If only I'd met you sooner... then I could have dissected you a few more times!"@@novelbin@@

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But Tomie Kawakami was not frightened at all; instead, she looked at West bashfully, her face blushing like peach blossoms, as if he wasn't talking about dissection, but rather whispering sweet nothings.

"Boss, those metal creatures are here again! We better keep our distance from those guys, their intentions are probably not pure," Tomie Kawakami suddenly frowned.

"Don't worry, Tomie, we just have mutual needs!" A smile tugged at the corner of West's mouth, "We'll see who ends up losing more in the end!"

"Let him in!" West's smile vanished.

The door opened, and a strange scene unfolded. Another Tomie Kawakami stood outside the door, gesturing an invitation.

In fact, this hotel had more than just two Tomies. Over thirty Tomies were stationed in various corners of the hotel.

This was Tomie Kawakami's ability, Infinite Division and proliferation.

A slender shadow crossed the threshold and appeared in the room—it was a metallic giant snake with purple scales that opened and closed, with fine mist steaming out from the gaps of the scales.

If Xu Yi were here, he would feel a sense of familiarity.

This was obviously the Eight-headed Sea Serpent he had seen in the Bermuda Triangle, but the once eight-headed creature now had only one, its strength greatly diminished.

For the core member of the Ring of Destruction, losing a body was a significant loss.

"The 'Mist Hole' is about to open, and it's time for your plans to proceed," the Purple Sea Serpent said in a grave tone.

"Of course, no problem!"

West nodded with a smile, took out a large syringe from his pocket, and jabbed it violently into his arm, drawing out a full tube of blood.

His blood was not red, but a strange fluorescent green, its faint glow illuminating West's pale face.

"Sir, is this the meal you ordered?"

A hotel staff member walked in, pushing a meal cart. What was eerie was that she seemed oblivious to the metallic giant snake nearby and the two Tomies in the room; her vision was obscured by a cloud of black mist.

"That's right, please bring it in!" West looked at the female staff member with a smile full of cordiality.

As she approached West, he wasted no time in lifting the syringe in his hand and violently stabbing it into her neck.

The waiter struggled in pain but was firmly embraced by West, who maintained a smile as he watched the potion inject entirely into the server's body.

"All done! 'Super Zombie No. 1' has been born, now all we need to do is wait for the good news!"

West released the waiter, who collapsed onto the ground, unconscious and still convulsing.

......

The morning light, like a golden gauze, hung at the edge of the sky while Xu Yi, holding a large bouquet of lilies, stood in front of a tombstone, the wind fluttering his black coat.

Adhered to the tombstone was a wedding photo of Daniel and Mia taken before their marriage, both beaming with happiness.

Xu Yi placed the flowers in front of the tombstone and then took out a test tube, filled with a golden liquid that flowed within.

Platinum currents emerged from his fingertips into the test tube, igniting the golden liquid in an instant. Xu Yi set the burning test tube before the tombstone, allowing it to burn away completely.

"Daniel, your lifelong wish, I have finally fulfilled it for you," Xu Yi murmured softly.

Sudden hurried footsteps approached, and Yukeni, fuming with anger, rushed over but softened her expression upon seeing the tombstone.

"The public class is about to start, don't you care at all?" Yukeni glared at Xu Yi, her frustration palpable.

"Who says I don't care? Haven't you seen I'm here to pray to a friend for blessing?" Xu Yi lied with ease.

"Do you really think that joint recruitment will work?" Yukeni furrowed her brows.

"In the Xia Kingdom, there's an old saying, 'A wise man submits to circumstances... cough cough... three cobblers with their wits combined exceed the wisdom of the venerable Zhuge Liang.'

Switching back to English, Xu Yi added, "It means that there's strength in numbers. Alone, each of us is no match for Hekaseth, but united, it'll be a different story."

Yukeni was skeptical, but she still nodded. She had no better plan at the moment, after all.

"How will we divide the newcomers when they arrive?" Yukeni asked, raising a new concern.

"What's there to divide? What's mine is yours, and what's yours isn't mine!" Xu Yi said dismissively with a wave of his hand.

If Xu Yi's words were to be fully translated, they would mean, "My classes are yours, and the Great Exorcists you cultivate will belong to all of us."

Xu Yi had too many things to take care of and no time to mentor students, so he concocted this "mutually beneficial" solution.

"Will the academy agree to this?" Yukeni still harbored some doubts.

"Who could object to a decision made by the two of us, Honorary Professors? The president?" Xu Yi replied with a slight smile aimed at Yukeni.

Yukeni was taken aback for a moment but then realized something.

The selected president had not yet assumed office, and the only ones with the authority to oppose were the other Honorary Professors. As Father Shen'en favored Xu Yi and Hekaseth was alone, her opposition was destined to be ineffective.

"You're really cunning!" Yukeni exclaimed.

"I'll take that as a compliment," Xu Yi replied, non-committal.

Xu Yi and Yukeni's public class was set outdoors, and the staff had already set up a podium for them. On the vast lawn, stretching out into the distance, there was a sea of heads moving about.

Little Judy quietly approached Xu Yi's side, keeping her voice very low, and reported the military intelligence she had just gathered.

"Professor Hekaseth's public class has just ended. The reaction was extraordinarily enthusiastic, with many people saying they're prepared to choose Professor Hekaseth as their mentor."

Xu Yi gave little Judy a reassuring glance.

Under the distant shade of trees, Norvi watched the two on the podium with knitted brows, "Will their actions have any impact on grandmother?"

Hekaseth could not help but chuckle quietly, "Norvi, you must understand a principle, anyone who gets into the academy is someone the governments want to cultivate vigorously, they all come with a mission, they can't simply do as they please."

Norvi's furrowed brows relaxed, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He understood his great-grandmother's point. The new students arrived here with mostly one goal: to strengthen themselves. Engaging in any frills was completely pointless.

Who to choose for a rapid increase in strength? That was a question that hardly needed consideration.