American Exorcism Male God

A cold presence emerged, and Harada Mieko trembled even more violently. She instinctively wanted to flee but was sternly stopped by the old crone.

Harada Mieko pressed her hands together, her eyes closed, praying, muttering unknown prayers under her breath.

Xu Yi was a bit taken aback—could these two people be fools? Even knowing that something was wrong, they didn't run, but instead prayed there. Which deity would have the time to take care of your matters?

From time to time, Harada Mieko would open her eyes to look at the Samurai Armor; suddenly, Xu Yi realized that the deity they were praying to was him.

But how on earth did the Ghost Samurai become the object of their prayers?

Could it be that someone recognized the divinity of the Samurai Armor, so they bought it, constructed a shrine, and prayed for protection?

If it were anywhere else, people probably wouldn't dare to do this, but in the peculiar country of Japan, everything was possible.

Suddenly, a gust of wind lifted the hemp ropes hanging from the shrine, and with the wind appeared a monster.

The pale-faced woman wore a sinister smile; she was hunchbacked, clearly with a human body, yet without limbs—in their place were sharp sickles.

Xu Yi stared at the monster in astonishment. The creature was very strange, exuding an Evil Spirit's aura, yet it had a physical body, giving the impression of a combination of an Evil Spirit and a Supernatural Creature.

According to Japanese definitions, it should be called a Monster.

The Monster stepped towards Harada Mieko, her eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty light. To them, a Divine Body was comparable to an exquisite delicacy, but its visit here was not just to simply devour her.

Harada Mieko's body shook like a sieve, and her chanting became even more devout.

The crone pulled out a cane, trying to stop the Monster, and to buy precious time for Harada Mieko.

Her hands trembled slightly, clearly aware that she was no match for the Monster.

Xu Yi quietly watched this unfold, with no immediate intention of slaying monsters or performing an exorcism.

He couldn't step in rashly just because the girl was pretty. What if all this was a trap?

Although the likelihood was small, Xu Yi had no desire to reveal the details of the Ghost Samurai for a stranger.

Suddenly, the bottom of the wooden barrel lit up, hiding an Array that Xu Yi had not noticed.

The moment the Array appeared, Xu Yi suddenly felt Harada Mieko's thoughts, the thoughts of offering to the deity.

Black specks of light rose from Harada Mieko and drifted toward the Samurai, disappearing into the Armor in the blink of an eye.

Xu Yi was stunned before he realized that those black specks were Harada Mieko's Core of Faith. Like William, she had become one of his devout followers, her life and death under his control.

The cold presence behind her grew closer, and the despair on Harada Mieko's face became more apparent, but she could do nothing more than continue to pray.

She was born with an omen, never crying or fussing—the delivering doctor said he saw golden light swimming in her eyes.

From a young age, she wore an Amulet, crafted from white jade, obtained by her father from a renowned local monk.

The Amulet was extremely precious; if her father hadn't saved the monk in his youth, he would not have been willing to part with it and give it to her.

But tragically, the Amulet shattered a few days before, without any collision—just suddenly breaking apart.

When the family's Shrine Maiden discovered the broken Amulet, her face paled, and she said a great disaster would soon befall the family.

To save her life and continue the family line, they used their connections to find a Vessel for the deity, which was the Samurai Armor.

She was told that as long as she was devout enough, she could become God's Maid and receive the deity's blessing.

But she had been devout enough, so why hadn't the deity answered her?

The old crone's body shook; she suspected she had been deceived. There was no sign of movement from the warrior Armor in the shrine behind her.

That might not be a Vessel for any god at all, for no deity could resist the lure of making Harada Mieko a God's Maid.

The Kamaitachi Monster drew closer, and the crone clutched the Exorcism Artifact hidden in her sleeve. If there were truly no other way, she would have to call for the exorcists stationed outside.

The Kamaitachi Monster suddenly stopped, turning its gaze to the direction of the shrine. The crone's heart leapt with hope, she stepped back twice while also sneakily glancing behind her. Experience more tales on empire

In the shrine, the Samurai's pupils suddenly lit up, with two flickering flames burning quietly deep within, as a majestic aura spread in all directions.

The crone let out a sigh of relief. Considering the Ghost Samurai's imposing aura, it should be classified as a relatively powerful "god".

Although they called the Ghost Samurai a god, she was well aware that the so-called gods of their country were mostly just spirits of the mountains and the wilds!

Naming themselves gods was completely self-aggrandizing.

She now just hoped that the Samurai Armor in front of her would prove effective, at least enough to drive the Kamaitachi Monster away.

But the next second, her eyes widened in shock. The Kamaitachi Monster's body trembled slightly, the creature was actually in fear!

A misty black shadow appeared in front of the Kamaitachi Monster, it was the Ghost Samurai seated within the Shrine, and in its hand was an alluring dark red longsword.

As the longsword came slashing down, the Kamaitachi Monster, a creature known for its speed, should have responded with a tempestuous counterattack, using the sickles on its body to slice through its enemy.

But at that moment, the Kamaitachi Monster couldn't move.

It was as if a great mountain was pressing down on it, the already hunched figure was pushed even lower, almost prostrate on the ground.

The old woman stared blankly at the Ghost Samurai Armor, which was enshrouded in a faint black and golden flame. The flames exerted a tremendous pressure, making one instinctively want to kneel and bow.

Could it be that what she encountered was not a mountain spirit, but a real god?

Her body trembled slightly, the situation had gone completely beyond her control, and if the other party were to decapitate her with a single strike, she would not find it strange.

The sword in the Ghost Samurai's hand came down, fortunately, its target was the Kamaitachi Monster.

The Kamaitachi Monster raised its hooked sickle to meet the attack, but its sturdy sickle was surprisingly cut in two by a single strike, and it let out a scream of pain as the longsword did not slow down and split open its chest.

Xu Yi took action decisively, after accepting Harada Mieko's devout faith, he suddenly had a new idea.

"Perhaps I can treat the other party as a 'Vessel'!"

His true body wasn't here, and it was impossible to monitor the Ghost Samurai's situation at all times. To avoid being ambushed when "offline," he needed to find a safe hiding method.

After phasing, the Evil God could attach itself to a Divine Item, and the Demon Blade Red Lotus did just that, clinging to the inside of the Armor.

Harada Mieko was born with Divinity and was his devout believer, making her body a safer vessel than ordinary Divine Items.

Dense, fishy blood splattered on the Ghost Samurai Armor, and Xu Yi was slightly startled.

[Kamaitachi Blood, "Quality: C", "Fusion Success Rate: 62%", "Promotion Potential: Blue Epic"]

The ability of "blood scent" came into play, something he hadn't anticipated, it seems to be a "soul ability" that does not require the true body.

Xu Yi looked at the system information, somewhat surprised.

The success rate of fusing Kamaitachi Blood was a bit too high, wasn't it? Over sixty percent!

Was it just Kamaitachi that was special, or were all the monsters in Japan like this?

Xu Yi's interest was piqued instantly; if he could find out the reason for the high success rate, could he replicate it?

The Kamaitachi Monster retreated in horror. Although it was said that the Ghost Samurai had no eyes, it still sensed the other's intention, the desire to dissect it.

The Ghost Samurai raised its longsword... At that moment, a large number of red silk threads surged into the Shrine's gate, binding the Kamaitachi Monster and pulling it out of the range of the Demon-suppressing Domain.

"There's even monster-snatching going on!" Xu Yi was immediately displeased and turned his head to look.

Amidst the dense red silk threads, an extremely beautiful woman approached Xu Yi, every move she made exuded a powerful charm.

The charm was not just aimed at humans; even mountain spirits were affected, regardless of gender.

Harada Mieko's face blushed, her legs intertwined and she involuntarily let out a low moan.

The Ghost Samurai was also charmed, the dusky golden flames on the armor vanished, the suppressive domain stopped working, and the flames within its pupils faded.

The armor stood still as if it were a sculpture.

The smile on the woman's face grew even more radiant. She stretched out her hand, the red silk threads swirling around it, preparing to bind the Ghost Samurai.

A dazzling blade light suddenly shone, the woman's smile froze on her face, and the Red Lotus Longsword split her face in two.

The light in the Ghost Samurai's pupils flared up again, Xu Yi looked disdainfully at the other party, wanting to charm him?

He chose to log off directly and then reconnect, how did you plan to deal with that?