American Exorcism Male God

Xu Yi greedily absorbed the Divine Light, feeling an unprecedented level of power surge through him, as if no one in heaven or earth could be his match.

But the Divine Light was soon completely devoured, and an intense sense of weakness swept over him like a tidal wave.

This feeling was truly dreadful, like a deity from the heavenly realm suddenly plummeting to the status of a mere mortal.

He couldn't wait to lift his leg and take a step, ascending to the next level.

A more intense white Divine Light surged toward him, and he, like a parched traveler in the desert, stumbled upon sweet spring water and eagerly guzzled it down.

An incomparable sense of fulfillment filled his body; he felt himself becoming stronger and stronger.

But the same scene repeated itself, the light faded, and a powerful sense of weakness hit him, driving him subconsciously to ascend to the next level.

What Xu Yi didn't know was that, in reality, his body was becoming thinner and thinner, his cheeks hollowed, and his dark circles more pronounced.

Compared to his body, the damage to his soul was far more severe, as his soul grew lighter and lighter, like the trace erased by an eraser.

During his ascent, the feelings of power he experienced were all illusions, but the feelings of weakness were real, and his soul was gradually fading away.

But the weaker he became, the more he craved to absorb more Divine Light, the more he absorbed, the more weakened he became, completely trapped in a vicious cycle, akin to quenching one's thirst with poison.

Behind him, the walls of the grand temple began to shed their outer layer, revealing the mottled bloodstains beneath.

The so-called gods were no longer glittering and beautiful; their complexions turned dark, their pupils blood red, their teeth sharp, they were like malevolent spirits.

They watched Xu Yi with indifference, witnessing his steps towards ruin.

......

At Fountain Plaza, within the Horn-shaped Metal Tower.

West let out an agonized scream as black and green vines fell from above and pierced deeply into his body.

Even someone as strong as West could not break free from these vines and could only watch helplessly as the power was drained from his body.

His body of disguise was useless against the Ring of Destruction, for the Ring held the ability to perceive the Source of Sin, and he had no choice but to come in his true form.

The ability to transfer his soul was also unusable, as the link between him and the living corpses was severed by the eerie tower.

As massive amounts of Origin and Vitality were extracted from his body, an endless sense of weakness enveloped him, and West could only gasp for air.

If this continued, he feared he would be drained completely, until he died.

But his face did not show despair, instead, he looked around the tower's interior with great interest.

Ever since he merged with the Origin of "Pride," he had the ability of "Insight into Everything."

He could see that these metal towers were not crafted by humans; many parts contained "anti-human" design details.

Though he couldn't see the outside world, he could guess the target of the Ring of Destruction, which was likely the legendary Gate of Truth.

When the people of the Ring of Destruction found him, they first tried to "threaten" him, but sensing that he was a tough opponent, they switched to "temptation."

West had no interest in the grand promises of the Ring of Destruction; he had only one demand, which was knowledge, vast amounts of Mysticism knowledge.

He was fortunate enough to enter one of the Ring of Destruction's "Archive" places, and he was amazed by the multitude of Ancient Tomes there.

Although the Ring of Destruction destroyed the knowledge about the "Three Great Gates" in the books, he had deduced it from the clues left behind.

If Xu Yi knew this, he would definitely be astonished.

He was only a false genius created by "burning Entries," while West was a true genius.

Especially after merging with the Origin of "Pride," West's thinking ability was probably unimaginable.

West was well aware that to keep the Gate of Truth open, these metal towers were indispensable.

The common members of the Ring of Destruction had limited abilities; it was clearly not enough to protect these towers, so what should they do at this time?

West could probably guess the thought process of the Ring of Destruction.

At that moment, spider-like metal arms reached down from above, and at the tip of the metal arm was a syringe filled with a dark black Potion, flowing inside.

The Potion was injected into West's body, causing intense agony to spread throughout his body.

Clenching his teeth, he struggled to activate his Ability.

This was one of the abilities Xu Yi gained after fusing with the soul of "Pride", he was able to analyze any potion injected into his body.

"A powerful vitality, consciousness shrouded, bloodthirsty madness..."

As more information was analyzed, the smile at the corner of his mouth grew more intense, the effect of the potion was almost what he had guessed.

"Everything is within the plan!" West murmured softly.

Moments later, as the potion began to take effect, West let out a bestial roar, his pupils turned a bloody red, and he completely lost his sanity.

If it had been any other time, he might have been able to resist the effects of the potion, but now he was too weak.

The red vines detached from West's body, and the heavy door of the metal tower slowly opened, West subconsciously walked towards the door.

With every step he took, his body underwent corresponding mutations.

By the time he reached the doorway, he had transformed from a cultured social elite into an unequivocal monster.

His eyeballs in his pupils split, turning into blood-red compound eyes; two exceptionally thick arms extended from under his armpits; six pitch-black wings grew out of his back.

This was his true form as the "Origin of Pride"!

Entering his true form was not West's intention, but the effect of the black potion.

The potion not only caused him to lose his sanity, but also forcibly stimulated the little energy he had within his body, which was clearly draining the pond to catch the fish.

The Ring of Destruction, of course, didn't care, for them, the host of the Source of Sin was nothing more than fuel, the key to opening the Gate of Truth.

Now that the gate was open, these hosts were naturally useless.

But rather than waste them, they might as well use them to guard the metal tower, utilizing them to their full potential.

When Maria arrived at Fountain Plaza, she happened to encounter West stepping out from the door; sensing the terrifying aura on him, her expression became extremely grave.

She conveyed the information she had detected with her soul ability to Ailan, and her body was also taken control by Ailan.

This was the combat mode they had figured out together: Maria was responsible for reconnaissance, while Ailan was in charge of combat; they were like a navigator and a race car driver.

Ailan stared at the enemy before her with unprecedented seriousness.

Among all the opponents she had encountered, the one before her could definitely be ranked at the top, and she realized she was no match for the monster in front of her.

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She took a deep breath, clearing the chaotic thoughts in her mind, as there was no way she could retreat from this battle.

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The manhole covers around the streets were suddenly blown off, and grotesque animated corpses surged out of the sewers, howling in rage.

Ailan's heart sank; she had not been certain she could deal with the monster before her, let alone with a horde of these animated corpses.

But a surprising scene unfolded, the animated corpses didn't attack her but instead lunged at the six-winged monster.

The six-winged monster began an unmatched slaughter, the animated corpses fell like harvested straw, one swath after another.

But the dictionary of the animated corpses didn't contain the option to give up; they acted more like robots following strict orders, continuing to throw themselves forward relentlessly.

Of course, the horde of animated corpses was no match for the six-winged monster, but Ailan keenly sensed something was amiss.

When the animated corpses died, their bodies would explode, splashing fluorescent green blood onto the six-winged monster.

This blood seemed to have a strong restraining effect on the six-winged monster, and as it became more and more stained with blood, it started to weaken.

As time passed, the six-winged monster's weakness reached a threshold, the horde of animated corpses brought it down, and began to devour it ferociously.

After a short while, flesh, and even the bones of the six-winged monster, were gnawed away, leaving only a "small stone" hovering in the air.

The "small stone" randomly flew into an animated corpse, entering its body.

The flesh of that animated corpse began to wriggle, and in the blink of an eye, it had transformed from a fierce-faced monster into a refined man.

If it weren't for the bloody, tattered clothes he wore, he could even be described as graceful and elegant.

The man found a pair of bloody black-framed glasses on the ground, wiped them casually with his clothes, and put them back on.

West gazed at Ailan with a smile on his lips, "Do you want to destroy these spires? I can help you with that!"