American Exorcism Male God

A certain villa in Boston.

Mia, standing by the phone, felt inexplicably uneasy recalling the call Xu Yi had made earlier.

As she was lost in thought, the phone suddenly rang again, a call from Boston's Special Event Handling Group.

She served as the team leader within the "Special Events Group."

"Mia, there's been a huge incident! The Star Basin has started moving!" came the urgent voice of the group leader from the other end of the line.

Mia froze. The Star Basin was a massive stone basin located on Mount Qila in Boston. In order to protect the Star Basin, the Special Events Group had built their base on Mount Qila.

The Star Basin had been in existence for three hundred years, and throughout that time, it had only moved three times. Each movement had brought a major catastrophe to Boston, without exception.

And now the Star Basin was moving again?

"Why is the Star Basin moving? Have you reached any conclusions?" Mia asked anxiously.

"Based on our analysis, the source of the disaster seems to be coming from the east of Boston."

Mia instinctively turned her head; her home's window faced directly east of Boston. Stretching her gaze, she could faintly see lightning gathering there.

...

Dark clouds amassed above the altar, thunder roared and lightning snaked through the clouds, all appearing shortly after the ritual had begun.

More and more "Eyeless Black Snakes" grew out of Ryan's body, writhing tentacle-like, their powerful and ominous presence sweeping across the entire scene.

The werewolves and vampires present trembled slightly, looking to Barton for guidance with their eyes.

"Are you sure nothing will go wrong?"

Barton glared at the mysterious person, his gaze seemingly lethal, his voice icy.

"The stronger Ryan becomes, the better his chances of curing his wasting disease, right?" the mysterious person replied indifferently.

"It better be!" Barton said through clenched teeth, enunciating each word.

At the climax of the ritual, blood light soared into the sky, turning the dark clouds above crimson-red as blood-colored lightning surged.

"The blood light is too noticeable; it's bound to attract the attention of the Special Events Group," Barton's first wife whispered as she approached.

Over the years, Barton had taken three wives, but his first wife was the one he loved the most.

Barton forcefully suppressed the irritation in his heart, "It's fine, the ritual is almost complete. By the time they arrive, we will have already withdrawn."

Suddenly, a low laugh emanated from the center of the altar, causing everyone there to start. The laugh was filled with wild joy but also carried a chilling madness.

All eyes instinctively turned to the altar, where the humanoid figure at the center had fully materialized, suddenly opening its eyes.

Barton, seeing its eyes clearly, felt a jolt in his heart.

The figure's eyes were pure black, devoid of any whites, and within the deep blackness was a blood-colored religious cross, ominously upside down.

Barton knew Ryan's eyes were not like this; the eyes before him were brimming with a violent lust for slaughter.

He felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

"Reverse Cross, Evil Deity! You are not Ryan, you are the Evil Deity!"

The mysterious figure in black suddenly roared in horror, unable to keep calm any longer.

He grabbed Barton's arm, his pupils bloodshot as he stared hard at Barton, "Quick! Detonate the Sighing Rose!"

Barton, too, realized something was terribly amiss and quickly pulled a black button from his pocket.

"Sighing Rose" was a miniature bomb, tiny in size, but it wasn't the bomb itself that mattered, it was the "Reaper Ashes" inside.

Reaper Ashes was an alchemical item, whose production methods had long been lost, making each portion irreplaceable. It was only because vampires lived so long that they had managed to save such a valuable item.

Barton resolutely pressed the button, detonating the Sighing Rose.

A muffled explosion came from the heart of the Evil Deity, weak in power, causing negligible harm to it.

But pink mist spread from the heart of the Evil Deity, enveloping it like a blooming rose.

This was the origin of the bomb's name "Sighing Rose": at the moment of explosion, the pink mist bloomed like a rose, but under the cover of "Reaper Ashes," even the mightiest of humans could only emit a helpless sigh.

The body of the Evil Deity dissolved at a visible rate, and Barton let out a slight sigh of relief.

But the next second, whooshing sounds erupted from the mist; numerous "Eyeless Snakes" flew out, opening their massive jaws and pouncing toward the surrounding werewolves and vampires.

The Eyeless Snakes were simply too fast; even the vampires, known for their speed, failed to evade and were bitten by the vicious snake jaws.

Screams echoed throughout the entire altar as vampires and werewolves struggled desperately.

They tried to tear off the Eyeless Snakes, but the snake bodies were astonishingly resilient, and most horrifying was the fact that the Eyeless Snakes would inject a potent paralytic toxin into their prey leaving their bodies weak and unable to resist.

The Eyeless Snakes were not just sucking blood; they were like blood pumps, and in the blink of an eye, the blood of the werewolves and vampires was drained, leaving them as desiccated corpses.

"No!" Barton howled in sorrow and rage.

Because he and the mystery man were far enough away, they had escaped disaster, but his vampire kin gathered around the altar, none had managed to escape.

His eyes seemed about to split apart as tears silently slid down his face.

Among the dead vampires were not only his close friends, his loyal followers, but also his beautiful wives who had lived with him for centuries, standing by each other even through the most difficult times.

But now, in just an instant, they were all gone.

At this moment, all he could think about was revenge; he had to have revenge!

"It's over! All over! We've released something a thousand times more terrifying than any demon!" the mystery man muttered hopelessly, collapsing to the ground with lifeless eyes.

Barton gripped the mystery man's collar tightly, pulling him close, his eyes fierce as if he was about to explode in a killing frenzy, "Tell me! Tell me how to kill this monster! Or I will kill you!"

"It's impossible now, the Evil Deity has devoured so much blood from werewolves and vampires, we can't kill him anymore; I should have realized sooner... Now we can only hope for the Special Affairs team," the mystery man said, filled with regret.

Barton was all malice; he wanted to kill the man before him and then go to the altar to fight the monster to the death, but he forcefully held back.

"Leader Barton, what do we do now?"

The vampires that had luckily survived gathered around Barton, their faces couldn't hide the terror, and their eyes were so lost.

"Let's go! We need to leave this place immediately!"

Barton knew he couldn't die yet; he at least needed to get the remaining vampires to safety, so he issued the order despite his harrowing grief.

He glanced at the mystery man sitting on the ground, hesitated for a moment, but still picked him up.

Low laughter once again filled the air as the Evil Deity emerged from the pale pink mist, with Eyeless Snakes wildly writhing behind him.

The being appeared unharmed, as if the Reaper Ashes had no effect at all.

Everyone's faces changed, and Barton immediately gave the order to scatter and run, thinking to save as many as possible.

Above the clouds, lightning brewed to a climax, with branch-like bolts incessantly striking down.

Strangely, all the lightning seemed to strike only the Evil Deity on the altar, as if even the heavens were reluctant to let this monster be born.

Outside Vineyard Manor, the military had already arrived.

Beyond the standard armored vehicles, they had deployed tanks, and even new weaponry loaded with small missiles.

The exorcists from the Special Affairs team also arrived; they needed to investigate the source of the bloodshed, and Mia's squad was the first to get there.

Amidst the wild lightning, a charred figure walked slowly out, a dismissive smile hanging on his lips, as if mocking the weakness of the lightning.

A chill ran up everyone's spine, especially when they caught sight of the being's Reverse Cross black pupils.

Mia took a deep breath, gripped the dagger in her hand, her veins bulging on her palms.

She was unsure if she could leave this place alive today.

...

The motorcycle leaped down from the hilltop, its engine roaring under the strain, and Xu Yi raced from the forest on the outskirts, finally arriving here.

While the possessed vampire had died, the Nest of the Evil God was still active, and he might see the battle between the Evil Deity and the Special Affairs team.

The fight could only be described as one-sided, the Evil Deity slaughtering the Special Affairs team's exorcists as though they were mere ducks and dogs, with only Mia capable of putting up a fight.

But then the battle shifted elsewhere, and he could no longer see the fight.
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Even from a distance, Xu Yi could see the explosions of missiles and the roar of tanks, the relentless gunfire.

But as he got closer, those noises disappeared, leaving a silence so eerie it was chilling.

Due to the violent driving, the motorcycle finally broke down and stopped, luckily just as he had reached his destination.

Xu Yi looked towards the nearby manor, the overturned tanks, armored vehicles ablaze, and corpses strewn about like Hell on Earth.

Before he could even bring his bike to a stop, a frenzied figure suddenly pounced out of the darkness, its pupils conveying a bone-chilling craving, as if it had seen the meal of a lifetime.