American Exorcism Male God

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It was another sunny day, and at this moment, Xu Yi was in a very good mood.

"Mr. Xu Yi, please stay close to me. It's easy to get lost here,"

the government official led the way in front, as they entered a winding and deep passage.

Xu Yi nodded and looked around at the environment.

The design of the building was incredibly secure; even the phrase "ironclad" was an understatement. Along the way, his eyes were opened to the formidable security measures; even the greatest thieves in the world would only be able to sigh in longing before these walls.

Numerous soldiers were stationed around, and exorcists took turns keeping watch to ensure there was someone on guard 24 hours a day.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

They finally reached their destination. A government official inserted a mechanical key, entered a long password, and, after undergoing detection by an exorcism artifact, the heavy metal doors slowly opened.

"Is this the War God Repository? The security is indeed tight!" Xu Yi couldn't help but admire.

Early that morning, the government had dispatched someone to wait outside his workshop, saying as soon as Mr. Xu Yi was ready, they could depart.

Such courtesies were meticulously observed, and naturally, Xu Yi did not delay. Not showing eagerness in choosing treasures would indicate a problem in thinking, so he and Maria had come early.

However, in such a place, only he was allowed to enter.

"Mr. Xu Yi, this place is not the War God Repository, but the Room of Minos," the government official suddenly explained.

Xu Yi was taken aback. Could it be that the government regretted offering the treasures within the War God Repository and had gone back on their word?

This thought merely flickered through his mind, and he didn't voice it out loud as it clearly was not a possibility.

"The Labyrinth of Minos, the legend from the Epic of Homer?" Xu Yi suddenly found the "highlight."

The government official nodded, "That's right, the naming of this room is inspired by the Labyrinth of Minos."

In the Epic of Homer, Minos was a son of the god Zeus and a king of his own nation.

But the queen betrayed him, consorting with a Minotaur and giving birth to a monster with the head of a bull and the body of a man, impervious to weapons and with a taste for human flesh.

To prevent excessive casualties among his subjects, King Minos constructed a labyrinth to confine the bull-headed monster, which came to be known as the Labyrinth of Minos.

Xu Yi was deeply impressed by this mythological tale, as the trope of the "Minotaur" originated from here.

The government official let out a sigh, "We named it after the mythological Labyrinth of Minos, hoping it would be a place where once you enter, you cannot leave. But still, we failed!"

Xu Yi stepped into the room, and a prickling pain surfaced on his skin—a warning from his Spiritual Power.

"Are all these cursed items?" Xu Yi scanned the room.

The room was lined with rows of cabinets, atop which were all sorts of bizarre objects: blood-stained daggers, yellowed teeth, eerie statues...

These items all carried strong curses and were suppressed by the arrays in the room.

When powerful creatures die, their resentment and unwillingness to pass on can linger in an object, forming a cursed item.

The situation in the "Cursed Object Collection Room" was a bit dire, as if it had just been ransacked, with signs of a struggle and broken cabinet debris piled up in the corners.

"Mr. Xu Yi can see that someone invaded here not too long ago," the government official sighed.

Xu Yi could understand the other's helplessness. Dealing with cursed items was extremely troublesome, yet they couldn't just be destroyed because curses could transfer; destroying them would solve nothing, so they had to be stored instead.

He was somewhat puzzled—if someone wanted to steal the treasures in the War God Repository, he could understand.

But who would want to steal these troublesome cursed items? Even exorcists would desperately avoid them.

What was the purpose of specifically bringing him here?

"Due to the Evil God incident, most of the soldiers and exorcists guarding this place have been redirected elsewhere. This allowed the perpetrators to take advantage and invade; according to our investigation, that group is..." the government official glanced at Xu Yi, "the heretics from the Church of the Ram."

Xu Yi stiffened, everything made sense now. Cursed items were useless to others, but for heretics, that might not be the case.

"We are aware that Mr. Xu Yi has had conflicts with the Church of the Ram, and we worry that they might target you. I have been specifically instructed to convey this message to you," said the government official softly.

It was more than just a conflict; they were mortal enemies! Xu Yi hadn't expected these Americans to also play at subtlety.

New York's attempt at "befriending" him was undoubtedly an effort to leverage his power against the Church of the Ram.

But he didn't refuse it, instead, he nodded.

Others might leverage his power, but he could also use the government's force. It was a mutually beneficial situation.

"This is the list of the stolen cursed items. Can Mr. Xu Yi discern anything?" the government official handed over a file.

The stolen items were not many. According to the government official, the intruders originally planned to sneak in and quietly steal the items, but they were discovered by a patrolling exorcist.

Xu Yi flipped through the file. Iron Thorns used by deformed Cannibals, Jack the Ripper's dagger, the pig-face mask of the killer farmer, the Ku Klux Klan's uniform, Harry the Miner's iron pickaxe...

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"These were all once notorious murderers?" Xu Yi seemed to have figured out a bit of the clue.

"Yes, the murderers mentioned before are one thing, but Mr. Xu Yi should pay special attention to these last two cursed items," a government official explained on the side.

Xu Yi turned to the last page, which contained two photos—one of a blood-drenched chainsaw, and the other of a white facemask.

Just looking at the pictures of these two items could make one feel uncomfortable.

"This chainsaw was once used by the Texas Chainsaw Killer, and as for this white face mask..."

The government official took a deep breath to steady his emotions before continuing slowly, "It belonged to a murderer named Michael Miles."

Every time he thought about Michael's profile, he felt a chill down his spine.

At six years old, Michael had killed his sister, who had been kind to him, with a kitchen knife and had shown no sign of regret; his eyes were numb, filled only with an abyss of murderous intent.

"A demon of slaughter has been born into this world!" That was the final assessment of Michael in the profile.

Xu Yi's brow was tightly furrowed. The Texas Chainsaw Killer, Halloween butcher Michael... These were indeed extremely dangerous beings, involuntarily reminding him of Jason from Crystal Lake, whom he had encountered before.

"It looks like the quartet of famous killers is almost complete!" Xu Yi joked.

The government official didn't quite understand Xu Yi's remark, and was a bit stunned.

Xu Yi did not explain but pressed on, "What does the Ram Cult plan to do with these cursed items they have stolen?"

"We haven't found out yet, but if there are any clues, we will inform Mr. Xu Yi immediately."

Seeing the somber atmosphere and having achieved the day's goal, the government official took the initiative to change the subject. "Mr. Xu Yi, let's talk about something more pleasant, shall we?"

"Such as?"

"Choosing a piece from the War God Repository."

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Cain Private Hospital.

William's eyes snapped open, his breathing was rapid, and his vision was filled with a bloody double image that seemed to be swallowing him whole.

In that moment, a black silhouette appeared amidst the blood-colored shadows, surrounded by writhing tentacles, as the bloody images slowly receded and the world returned to normal. It took a long time for him to realize he was lying in a hospital bed.

"Praise be to the great Lord of Shadows!" William whispered softly.

"William, you're awake!"

Hardy entered the room, overjoyed to see William conscious.

The doctor conducted a routine examination of William while Hardy rambled on about the events that had transpired during his coma.

"Bro, we owe Xu Yi big time, you definitely wouldn't have made it back otherwise!"

William's brow suddenly furrowed as he fixed Hardy with a serious gaze, "You should call him Mr. Xu Yi! Or..."

He didn't finish his sentence because that was his special title of respect for Xu Yi, the Lord of Shadows.

Hardy paused, confused by his brother William's sudden change in demeanor but nevertheless nodded, "I understand, it's Mr. Xu Yi."

After the examination, the doctors marveled at William's rapid recovery, which was beyond their expectations.

William's face suddenly contorted in pain. He got up from the bed and said, "I need to use the restroom."

"Brother, I'll help you!"

Hardy reached out to assist him, but William pushed his hand away.

"No need."

Hardy looked on, dumbfounded, as William walked away; the push had nearly made him stumble. What kind of strength was this from a man who was gravely ill?

In the restroom, William took off his shirt, revealing a scar on his left chest corroded into existence.

At that moment, tiny black scales emerged from the scar, crawling out like little bugs, spreading in all directions.

William quickly bit down on a stick.

His left pupil suddenly turned blood-red, his body tensed up instantly, and a painful roar came from deep within his throat, almost snapping the stick.

After a long while, the red in his pupils gradually faded away, and the tiny black scales retracted into the scar. William sat exhausted on the bathroom floor, gasping for breath.

"Bring the share transfer documents of the Ernst Pharmaceutical Company, we're going to see Mr. Xu Yi."

People had already filled the area outside the restroom. William pushed through the restroom door and, ignoring their stares, stated resolutely.