American Exorcism Male God

Holy Flame Exorcism Studio.

Ailent looked at the returning Xu Yi, surprised, "You're back so quickly, weren't you going to investigate William's case?"

"I've already investigated!" Xu Yi headed straight for the stairs.

Ailent glanced at his watch, full of confusion.

He hadn't been gone for even an hour, and accounting for the drive to the destination, there probably wasn't even enough time to eat an ice pop, right?

Ailent wasn't wrong in his guess. Following the information provided by Hardy, Xu Yi went to the sewer where William disappeared.

But when he arrived, he was immediately dumbfounded. The sewer was packed with police, detectives, and a considerable number of exorcists.

Those who knew about it said it was an investigation into William's disappearance; those who didn't were likely to think there was a party taking place in the sewer.

Xu Yi was well aware that if these professionals couldn't find anything, there was even less point in his trying.

So he returned.

Instead of trying his luck, it was better to save time and go back to the studio to brush up on entries.

"If I want to find the Cat Spirit Holy Tree, if I want to find William, I still need the Black Carp!" Xu Yi thought to himself.

He arrived at the room on the third floor, opened the door, glanced at the cat nest by the window, where Black Carp lay inside, peacefully deep in sleep.

Just like Ed had said, cats resurrected because of the Cat Spirit Holy Tree would soon fall into slumber again.

"Now all I can do is wait!" Xu Yi sighed deeply.

He picked up the carving tools from the desk and continued to practice.

He was not far from maxing out the Sculptor entries, which meant the day to combine and become a Curse Puppeteer was approaching.

The carving practice lasted all afternoon until Ailent interrupted.

"Boss, there's an invitation here." Ailent knocked on the door and came in.

"What invitation is so important?" Xu Yi asked, puzzled.

Due to the turbulent situation in New York, the studio had suspended its exorcism business. In such special times, no one dared to take risks lightly, so it couldn't be an exorcism invitation.

Xu Yi would refuse any social invitations from the upper echelons of society without a second thought.

Ailent was well aware of this and would definitely not bother him with a common invitation.

"It's from New York City Hall, a very formal government document invitation," Ailent handed the gold-embossed invitation to Xu Yi.

A government department's invitation? Xu Yi was taken aback. What did a government department want with him?

......

New York City Hall.

The curtains were drawn tightly shut, not letting any morning light penetrate; the vast conference table was filled with people, including Xu Yi.

Last night, after pondering for a moment, he eventually couldn't suppress his curiosity and accepted the invitation to attend the meeting.

After he entered the conference hall, his curiosity only grew.

This conference hall was usually where New York's officials held their meetings, showing the government's regard for this particular meeting.

Those seated were exorcists, and almost every exorcist with a bit of fame in New York had been invited.

Summoning so many exorcists must mean that something significant had happened; they couldn't possibly be invited just to have coffee, right?

Though the coffee here was indeed delicious! Xu Yi picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip.

"Here's a document, take a look at it everyone!"

The man presiding over the meeting was middle-aged, looking very competent, and had an intimidating air about him, likely a high-ranking official.

Unfortunately, no matter how high-ranking the official, they could only demand limited respect from these exorcists; at best, they would pretend to glance through the papers.

Xu Yi was somewhat listless, sprawling lazily in his chair. He'd stayed up late again last night, carving until almost three in the morning before sleeping.

But as soon as he saw the contents of the document, he instantly livened up, straightening his back.

Other exorcists reacted much like him, with some even standing up abruptly from their stools.

Their hands held a document titled: "War God Repository Material Booklet."

The items listed within made Xu Yi's eyes bulge, and he almost drooled.

"Divine Grace Cross Sword, Oquin Chains, Holy Shroud..."

All these were exorcism artifacts with well-known reputations, and he even found more than a dozen at the same level as the Alchemical Revolver Messiah.

Xu Yi flipped to the end of the document and found a familiar figure.

The Magic-Prohibiting Box, something Ed treasured greatly, was a first-level collection within the War God Repository.

"What does it mean for us to see these documents?" one of the exorcists asked.

All eyes were fixed on the high-ranking official presiding over the meeting, and though everyone had some guesses in their hearts, they still wanted a precise answer.

"We'll discuss this matter later," the official surprisingly teased.

He looked around at the crowd and declared loudly, "Our city is in great danger right now!"

If it had been any other time, everyone would have scoffed.

But after reviewing the War God Repository's material booklet, they all became alert and listened intently, afraid of missing any detail that could jeopardize their chance of obtaining the exorcism artifacts from the War God Repository.

"Let's watch a video first," the official said as he pressed the play button.

The large screen at the front of the meeting room lit up. Xu Yi had already noticed that "big guy"; even though the pixel quality was poor and didn't compare to future LCD screens, it was still considered high-tech for that era.

The screen flickered, erratic noises came through, and someone holding a camera was recording with a slightly shaky hand, which seemed to be in a hospital.

The camera was aimed directly at a hospital bed, where an unconscious person lay with a peculiar blackish-red color on their face.

"Fiery Soul Disease, have you ever heard of it?" the official suddenly asked.

Everyone nodded; of course, they had heard of it. Recently, many people had contracted this disease, sparking constant discussion. They would have found it hard not to know.

The disease was named Fiery Soul Disease because, during an outbreak, the patient's entire body would overheat, they would become unresponsive as if they had lost their soul.

But what did the video have to do with Fiery Soul Disease?

The official provided the answer to their quandary, "The one in the video is one of the first patients to be diagnosed with Fiery Soul Disease."

All gazes converged on the video, where the patient started to change.

The patient began shaking violently as if having an epileptic seizure, and then they witnessed a truly horrifying scene.

The patient's body swelled rapidly, like a balloon filled with air, and exploded with a bang, black blood splattering in all directions.

Everyone fell silent, their expressions grave.

Anyone could understand the implications of the video; Fiery Soul Disease could lead to death, and now, with so many people infected, if the news got out... they didn't even dare imagine the consequences.

"The worst part is, this disease is contagious!" the official dropped another bombshell.

The people in attendance finally couldn't help but buzz anxiously, whispering to one another.

The official didn't interrupt the murmuring and continued, "This is not your ordinary contagious disease; even on the patients, no virus can be detected."

He clapped his hands, and someone wearing gloves came in, holding a transparent glass bottle.

The gazes of all the exorcists present were attracted to the glass bottle.

Inside the bottle was a thick black liquid, with some sort of sealing spells etched on the cap.

The person set the glass bottle on the conference table and quickly backed away as soon as it was opened, as if there was a venomous snake inside about to leap out and bite.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The expressions of the exorcists present changed; there was no venomous snake inside the bottle, but there was something more terrifying.

"A curse! This black water contains a strong curse!" exclaimed one of the exorcists.

The official waved his hand, and the gloved person hastened to reseal the bottle.

"You should be able to guess the origin of this black water, yes, it's extracted from those who have died from Fiery Soul Disease," said the official.

He looked around at everyone, his voice grave. "This is the reason I've summoned you all here, to find the source of this curse and eliminate it!"