American Exorcism Male God

A low chuckle suddenly arose, and everyone in the room tensed up instantly, with Father Bonne clutching the Exorcism Cross, a slight sweat on his forehead; Mia held the baby protectively, warily scanning back and forth.

The laughter was elusive, at times seeming to come from above their heads, and at others from beneath the floor.

Dark fog once again clouded Mia's vision, and without a sound, she picked up the fruit knife from the table and walked behind Xu Yi, as if he hadn't seen her coming.

In Mia's world, Xu Yi had already been possessed by a demon, his face hideously carrying a gun, intent on killing her child.

Mia raised the fruit knife, aiming it at Xu Yi.

"Not this trick again!" Xu Yi sighed, lifting the Dagger of Rest in his hand and violently piercing through Annabelle's portrait.

Judgment!

A beast-like scream suddenly filled the air as a puppet fell from the ceiling to the floor.

The body of the Annabelle doll was twisted into an eerie pretzel shape, lying motionless on the ground, its face pointed directly at Xu Yi, with a flicker of blood in its blue pupils.

Mia let out a scream, quickly throwing away the dagger in her hand, realizing that what she had just seen was an illusion.

Xu Yi stared intently at the Annabelle doll, his eyes not showing fear but desire!

The Annabelle doll turned out to be the Spirit Puppet he had long coveted.

The "Puppet Master" entries from Mary Shaw were very peculiar; he couldn't gain any experience before binding a Spirit Puppet.

But it granted him a passive ability, "Puppet Identification Technique," to discern the quality of Spirit Puppets.

According to the Appraisal Technique, the "mist" on ordinary Spirit Puppets was faint, as if it would dissipate at any moment; on premium Puppets, the "mist" was dense, lingering on.

Beyond these, there was also a "special class Puppet."

The "mist" enshrouding Annabelle was extraordinarily thick, viscous like glue, and the "mist" kept changing, transforming into withered roses.

Annabelle doll was an extremely rare "special class Puppet"!

"Coming here for an exorcism really was the right call," Xu Yi was somewhat excited.

He was well aware that if he missed out on the Annabelle doll, it would be difficult to find another Puppet of such quality.

Mary Shaw's puppets, placed before Annabelle, weren't even fit to hold her shoes.

The Annabelle doll was being controlled by the Judgment, Xu Yi moved his hand away from the Alchemical Revolver Messiah, fearing he might damage the doll with the gun.

The Exorcism Lighter was even less of an option, as it would be terrible if he accidentally burned the doll.

Although he knew the Annabelle doll would not be so fragile, he still couldn't help but worry.

It wasn't surprising that he was so anxious; the quality of the Annabelle doll was simply too good. If he could bind the doll and then imprint it with Necromantic Spells, sealing a powerful soul inside...

Such a Puppet would have tremendous potential!

Xu Yi suddenly realized that he was short of methods in the face of this situation, with no good way to deal with it.

"First take the doll away, then figure out how to expel the demon from it, hoping Maria's Soul Transmigration can handle this situation."

Xu Yi strode toward the doll.

Just as he reached out to pick it up, a white Evil Spirit suddenly blocked his way, the same female evil spirit that had attacked them in the hallway before.

Xu Yi was slightly startled; wasn't the spirit nailed to the spot by the Judgment? How could it have come out again?

He looked behind him, the Dagger of Rest was still thrust into the painting, showing no signs of being dislodged.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly understood why he saw an evil spirit, but the actions were those of a demon.

"The demon is manipulating the Annabelle doll, but the puppet's body is also hosting a female evil spirit!"

He had never heard of such a situation, so he hadn't reacted immediately.

The evil spirit suddenly opened her mouth, stretching it to an unimaginable extent, as if she could swallow a person's head in one bite.

Xu Yi suddenly had a bad premonition and rushed toward the Annabelle doll.

The evil spirit suddenly started howling, the powerful soundwaves spreading in all directions, shattering fragile items in the room, and breaking the window panes into pieces, with sharp shards flying everywhere.

Xu Yi bore the brunt of it, feeling something hit him head-on, his body thrown into the air, and crashing heavily against the wall.

He stood up, supporting his aching body, when a sudden fierce wind whipped up in the room, flinging dust and stones, and he shielded his eyes with his hands, but he couldn't see anything in the distance.

The howling of the evil spirit suddenly ceased, and the wind stopped as well, leaving the room in complete disarray. Xu Yi quickly looked in the direction of the Annabelle doll, which was now nowhere to be seen.

The Annabelle doll was gone, and Xu Yi didn't bother to look for it; given the evil spirit's ability to disguise, it would be very difficult to find her unless she chose to reveal herself.

"What exactly is the relationship between that evil spirit and the doll?" Xu Yi furrowed his brows.

The evil spirit was protecting the doll, not as though it feared the vessel would be destroyed, but rather like a "Protector," willing to die to prevent the doll from being harmed.

Ordinarily, evil spirits act on instinct, so why could this one go to such lengths?

"The demon will return, so I suggest that for the time being, it would be best if you stayed with me," Xu Yi turned to look at Mia.

The demon behind Annabelle, having gone through so much trouble to attempt Mia's "Self-Sacrifice," was unlikely to give up so easily.

Shifting perspectives, to draw out the Annabelle doll, they would have to rely on the woman before them.

Mia was indecisive at the moment and made a phone call. Soon, her husband rushed back, and after a brief discussion, they agreed to Xu Yi's suggestion.

Mia's husband was a gemstone merchant. He pulled Xu Yi aside and whispered to him.

After a moment, Xu Yi shook hands with him, smiling broadly.

Indeed, a successful person like him knows how to act appropriately, promising a "gratuity" on the side.

Even without the gratuity, Xu Yi would have protected Mia, since it was Ed's commission and was linked to his chances of entering the Collection Room to take the Fog of Obscurity for free.

But the other's gestures of gratitude at least pleased him, and with the promise of extra money, he was even more motivated.

"Tell me in detail about the incident that happened three days ago," Xu Yi looked at Father Bonne.

"Actually, I don't know much, but if you want to understand the entire incident, I have a way," Father Bonne said with a mysterious smile on his face.

Police station.

Sunlight filtered through the blinds, shining in as Xu Yi sat in the chief's office, grandly poring over the documents before him.

Xu Yi hadn't expected that Father Bonne's method would be to go directly to the nearby police station to check the records.

Not wanting to disturb Xu Yi, Father Bonne waited outside with Mia, who had already sent her baby away, temporarily fostering it at St. Tacia Monastery.

St. Tacia was the most famous monastery in Connecticut, church territory with numerous exorcists living there.

Even a powerful demon wouldn't dare to cause trouble there.

Mia didn't go to St. Tacia Monastery because it was pointless. She couldn't hide forever, and she couldn't live there her entire life.

Moreover, St. Tacia Monastery rarely accepted outsiders. It was only because of the baby's unique situation that the priests took pity and took in Mia's daughter.

"Although Father Bonne is a bit verbose, he is a good person!" Xu Yi commented.

As someone who knew he was facing a powerful evil spirit, he didn't shrink back; he accompanied them the whole way and even tried to comfort an anxious Mia.

"Besides, not everything he said was bluffing... he really is an old hand with quite the presence!" Xu Yi added in his mind.

It was a pipe dream for ordinary people to even think about accessing police records.

But when old Father Bonne went to the police station, merely mentioning it, he got an affirmative answer, with the chief even personally preparing a quiet workspace for him.

Xu Yi flipped through the case file, his gaze suddenly fixing on a photograph.