American Exorcism Male God

"What are your names?" Xu Yi walked past the exorcist siblings, casually asking.

His gaze was fixed on the Evil Spirit in the darkness.

"My name is Carrie, and this is my brother, Roy," Carrie said, staring at Xu Yi's face, slightly dazed.
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Roy felt like he was going insane. With the dangerous Evil Spirit so close at hand, this man wasn't thinking of running away but instead found the time to engage in small talk.

Could it be the other person couldn't see the Evil Spirit in the darkness?

His sister was driving him even crazier. Her obsession with handsome guys was one thing, but under such circumstances, was she seriously still daydreaming about crushes?

Roy was tempted to just give up and let the Evil Spirit kill them all.

But after glancing at his sister, he felt a bit reluctant. Their parents had left them at a young age, leaving him and his sister dependent on each other for survival, and she was his last remaining family.

Roy let out a long sigh and, dragging his heavily injured body, stood up from the ground.

"I'll hold off the Evil Spirit, you guys run!" Roy charged toward the Evil Spirit, thinking this was as far as he could help.

Suddenly, he stopped, puzzled.

Why was there no sound coming from behind him? No footsteps, no reluctant cries from his sister.

He turned his head and almost couldn't catch his breath.

The two of them hadn't run at all; they were still standing there, dazed!

A chilling breath surged from behind him, and Roy felt like he had fallen into an icy pond, his heart seemingly frozen, unable to pump warm blood to his body anymore.

The Evil Spirit was here! Right within an arm's reach!

He had braced himself to face death's arrival, but after a good while, the scene he imagined where the Evil Spirit's claws would pierce through his chest didn't occur.

Roy was baffled and didn't know what exactly had happened.

The man approached slowly, and at this moment, Roy finally had time to take a good look at him.

With a faint smile always on his face, even as a man himself, Roy had to admit that the other person was indeed very handsome, especially with a distinctive aura likely to be popular with young girls.

For some reason, he found the man somewhat familiar.

The man walked past him, and Roy's gaze followed him, watching as he approached the Evil Spirit in the dark.

Roy suddenly widened his eyes, almost unable to believe the scene before him.

The man was moving forward, and that Evil Spirit... was actually retreating!

The Evil Spirit was afraid of the man before it!

Roy felt his world view crumbling; for millennia, humans had been afraid of Evil Spirits, and now the roles were reversed?

"Are you an exorcist?" Roy looked at the bespoke fitted coat on the man and suddenly realized something, instinctively using an honorific.

The material of the man's clothes was Shroud, which isolated his exorcist's aura, hence Roy could not sense it and had thought the man was just a Common person.

But even if the man was an exorcist, how could he make the Evil Spirit feel fear?

They were exorcists too, yet had been crushed by the Evil Spirit like dogs fleeing for their lives.

Xu Yi nodded, which served as a response.

He walked directly towards the Evil Spirit in the darkness, his brows furrowed the whole time.

The Evil Spirit was strong but not strong enough to make him wary.

The reason he was frowning was because of this place. Having been active in this old apartment for too long, he had a faint feeling of dizziness and nausea, as if he had been sitting on a swaying bus for days and nights.

A grayish flow flashed through his pupils, and Xu Yi activated the Fog of Obscurity, dispelling that awful feeling.

The Evil Spirit let out a beast-like roar, trying to stop Xu Yi in his tracks.

Most Evil Spirits acted purely on instinct; it sensed the threat from Xu Yi and retreated subconsciously.

However, Evil Spirits are chaotic and insane by nature, their reason lasting only for moments.

When it realized that Xu Yi was ignoring its "persuasion," it became angry and suddenly accelerated towards him.

The corridor was a mixture of light and dark, but the other's silhouette was never in the light; the Evil Spirit seemed to "teleport" in the dark, closing in on Xu Yi in the blink of an eye.

"Be careful!" Roy shouted instinctively.

But the next second, a purple-red aura curtain unfolded from Xu Yi's body, and as the Evil Spirit collided with the aura curtain, its figure vanished instantly.

Roy gaped at Xu Yi, his jaw almost dislocating from amazement.

The Evil Spirit that had them running everywhere, that nearly claimed their lives, just like that... was gone?

Both being exorcists, why was there such a huge difference?

How much time did it take for the other party to deal with the Evil Spirit, one second or two?

Xu Yi had no idea what the other party was thinking; otherwise, he would have definitely shaken his head. He certainly wasn't powerful enough to instantly kill an Evil Spirit, though it might have been possible with a Ferocious Spirit.

The Evil Spirit was merely swallowed into the Treasure Box, a toy box belonging to Annabelle.

This was the first time Xu Yi had used the Treasure Box against an Evil Spirit since it evolved, and the effect was still unknown.

He used the Symbiotic Eye to check the situation inside the space of the Treasure Box, while simultaneously commanding Annabelle and Bastet.

To be on the safe side, he took out a sketchbook from his backpack, activated Psychic Drawing, and prepared to make a portrait of the Evil Spirit.

"You're Xu Yi!"

Just as Xu Yi was about to start drawing, a scream suddenly came from beside him, causing his hand to tremble and the pen tip to snap.

Xu Yi replaced the pen with a new one and, with a speechless expression, turned his head to see a young female exorcist darting beside him with agility rivalling that of a rabbit.

"Mr. Xu Yi, I'm a fan of yours!" Carrie's eyes sparkled as she gazed at Xu Yi with admiration.

Confronted with a cute little fan, Xu Yi found it difficult to be angry and could only nod with a smile in response.

Carrie seemed to understand that Xu Yi was busy and did not bother him further. She returned to Roy's side, helping him just as he was about to fall over.

To meet such a sensible female fan, Xu Yi was quite pleased, but he soon realized he was mistaken.

"Brother, didn't you say that Xu Yi's reputation was all hype? That he managed to deal with the Evil God by sheer luck!" Carrie whispered into Roy's ear.

The apartment was so quiet that even the faintest voice could be heard clearly.

"I... I didn't say that! Stop talking nonsense!" Roy's face turned green as he hurriedly denied it.

In fact, he did say it, but now was not the time to admit it, was it? The great exorcist was present, and with his capability to kill an Evil Spirit in an instant, wouldn't Roy be like offering himself on a platter?

"You clearly did say it! You even said that if you met him, you'd definitely teach him a lesson, beat him so badly that he wouldn't be able to leave his house for two to three months," Carrie said bluntly.

"You, you..." Roy was at a loss for words, and the next second, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

"Bro, don't pretend! I still like your unruly demeanor better!" Carrie clearly wasn't about to let Roy off the hook.

Xu Yi gave Roy a sympathizing glance, having such a sister, one could only hope for the best.

In fact, Roy wasn't entirely wrong. Xu Yi's ability to deal with the Evil God Ratma did owe a lot to luck.

If Father Notting hadn't inflicted a severe injury on Ratma first, if the opponent hadn't sacrificed his life to preserve the Divinity of Saint O'Hagan... there was no way he could have been Ratma's match.

Xu Yi always remained clear-headed; he didn't fool himself into thinking that after killing Ratma or obtaining the Evil God's authority, he was invincible.

"Your brother seems to have really fainted, should you take him to the hospital to have a look first?" Xu Yi hoped to quickly send this whimsical little fan on her way.

"Mr. Xu Yi, may I have your autograph?"

Xu Yi didn't refuse; conveniently having a pen and paper in his hands, he flamboyantly wrote down his name and handed over the torn page to her.

"Goodbye, Mr. Xu Yi!"

This time, Carrie didn't say anything more. Happily accepting the autograph, she picked up Roy and left the scene with a polite farewell.

"That girl is quite amusing!" Xu Yi muttered to himself softly.

But he quickly collected his thoughts and resumed drawing at high speed in the sketchbook.

As the Psychic Portrait was completed, the battle in the Treasure Box began to unfold.

Xu Yi should have been focusing on the space inside the Treasure Box, commanding the battle, but he suddenly looked up, not even sustaining the Symbiotic Eye anymore.

He felt it again, that aura of the Evil God.

A vast shadow spread from under Xu Yi's feet, sweeping over his boots like an incoming tide; his authority as an Evil God was triggered by something, activating uncontrollably on its own.

Xu Yi forcefully controlled the Evil God's authority, and the shadow beneath his feet quickly receded.

An uncontrolled Evil God authority was surely a bad thing, yet Xu Yi's eyes grew brighter and brighter; he suddenly understood what was going on with this apartment.