American Exorcism Male God

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"Mom, I know I was wrong, I won't do it again!" Carrie cried incessantly, her eyes full of pleading.

"No! Only with your death can the filth be thoroughly cleansed." Carrie's mother, holding the sharp boning knife, walked steadily towards Carrie.

Carrie cried until her throat was hoarse, and eventually, she couldn't make a sound anymore, only silently shedding tears.

Although her mother always said that they should not have been born, that they were impure, a violation of the rules, and even administered physical punishment, locking them in a dark room.

But she never imagined that her mother would actually want to kill her.

"Kill her! Kill her, and you can control your own destiny!" That deranged voice echoed in her ears again.

Carrie just cried, even though she knew her mother wanted to kill her, she still couldn't bring herself to act.

"You're just like your sister, so disgusting."

Carrie's mother looked at Carrie's face, as if she saw again that familiar and hated person; Carrie resembled her father more.

She raised the boning knife, intending to plunge it into Carrie's heart, but the floor was a bit slippery from the water used for sharpening the knife, and her foot slipped.

The boning knife didn't pierce the heart but gashed Carrie's arm instead.

Yet Carrie didn't even care about the pain in her arm, she just stared blankly at her mother.

She keenly sensed that there was something wrong with what the other had said and instinctively blurted out, "My sister, what happened to her?"

"Your sister was even more annoying, at such a young age wanting to learn ballet to seduce men!"

Carrie's mother's expression was manic, "That day after school she came home wearing her ballet outfit. As she was going down the stairs, I pushed her hard from behind, it was fantastic, her head hit the corner of the wall sticking out below, and she just died on the spot!"

With the boning knife in hand, Carrie's mother swung it, alternating between fake crying and laughing loudly, "You all should die, just like your father!"

This was no longer a mere case of mental illness; she was a complete maniac.

"Mother killed... killed my sister!" Carrie trembled uncontrollably.

Even in the most horrendous nightmare, she couldn't have imagined such a thing, but now it was cruel reality.

Carrie's mother raised the boning knife again, this time aiming carefully at the heart, and she was so close she couldn't possibly miss.

"Kill her! Kill her to avenge your sister!" That voice of ultimate madness reverberated in her ears.

Black spots appeared in Carrie's eyes, like ink falling into clear water, the blackness spreading to her pupils. After a moment, her eyes had turned into abyss-like black, devoid of any light.

Gushing waves of energy erupted like a volcano, and the boning knife that was about to strike was forcefully stopped in front of her chest, unable to advance even an inch.

The cutlery on the table trembled non-stop, fruit knives on the rack rose into the air, and the entire house shook; around Carrie hovered the orange-red flames of demon fire.

Those orange-red flames had no temperature, but as they swept over Carrie's mother, the latter's gaze turned vacant, standing there in a daze.

Carrie let out a feral roar, the ropes binding her snapping instantly. The suspended sharp objects shot out, puncturing Carrie's mother all over in an instant.

Carrie's pitch-black pupils glanced at her mother on the ground, her face expressionless.

Her soul was descending into darkness, on the verge of becoming a demon.

The Black Void Gate, also known as the Gate of the Fallen, has the innate ability to lure souls into depravity.

At that moment, the clear sound of a doorbell rang. Carrie reached out toward the void, and the boning knife flew into her hand.

She walked step by step to the door, glanced at the lock, and the lock sprang open by itself.

An opaque box came through, inside was a pale pink cream cake with a small tag that read: Happy Birthday, Carrie.

Standing outside the door, Harada Mieko held the birthday cake; she was also holding a bouquet that blocked her view, so she didn't immediately notice the blood on Carrie.

"Xu Yi couldn't make it, so he asked me to bring you the cake first, he also left a message for you," Harada Mieko said softly.

When Xu Yi had gotten Carrie's information from the school, he had also taken note of her birthday.

Carrie's hand relaxed, allowing the heavy boning knife to fall to the ground. She took the cake and flowers from Harada Mieko, inhaling the scent of cream and blossoms.

"Right, today is my birthday," Carrie murmured to herself.

Those who remembered her birthday were truly few, and those who cared about it, there was not even one.

She remembered once, she mentioned to her mother wanting a birthday cake, and her mother slapped her hard, then made her reflect in the dark room.

It turns out, in this world, there are still people who remember her birthday and are willing to buy her flowers and a cake.

So, she wasn't alone after all!

Carrie's blackened eyes gradually receded as she placed the cake on the table and found a greeting card among the flowers. The card contained a message from Xu Yi.

"Happy Birthday to my lovely student Carrie. I'm very sorry that due to an unexpected incident, I can't be there to celebrate your birthday in person. As for your birthday gift, it's a secret for now."

From your teacher's postscript: "Harbor the Boning Knife, brave the brambles and thorns with heart!"

Tears fell silently from Carrie's eyes, and the moment a tear dropped on the card, she suddenly came to her senses and carefully tucked the card away.

This was something she would cherish for a lifetime.

Suddenly, Carrie looked up sharply; she sensed the presence of her sister. After her ability was awakened, her perception ability had been enhanced countless times.

At the same time, she detected Xu Yi's presence as well.

"Not good! Teacher is in danger!" Carrie set down what she was holding, leapt lightly, and flew out like an arrow released from its bow.

Of course, her physical fitness wasn't naturally that strong; this was the power of active control.

......

Xu Yi rolled to dodge an attack from Crow Man, pushed off the ground, and his speed suddenly burst, crashing into Crow Man's chest and swinging a punch.

Crow Man's right hand shook, and the Scythe of the Reaper in his hand pulled back, aiming to chop at Xu Yi's head.

Compared to the Crow Man Xu Yi had seen last time, the metallic arm behind him had disappeared, but that did not mean he had become weaker.

On the contrary, he was even more difficult to deal with.

The absorbent edge on the new weapon, Scythe of the Reaper, made Xu Yi's scalp tingle.

Xu Yi had to change his move midstream, ducking his head, while using an Iron Mountain Lean to bump his opponent away.

A dense blood light suddenly shone from the window. Robert felt threatened and triggered the Array in advance.

Although this would weaken the effect of the Array, it was the safest course of action.

A red figure suddenly dropped from the roof. Ghost Samurai, wielding the Demon Blade Red Lotus, brought down flame-like sword qi like splattered ink. Its target was neither Robert nor Chris, who was protected by the Lizard Dragon.

But the Array etched on the floor!

Ghost Samurai had been hiding nearby, waiting for Xu Yi to draw everyone's attention before striking fiercely.

Xu Changrong, truly a "disciple of a noble lineage," chose the perfect moment, and by the time Robert and the Lizard Dragon reacted, the fiery sword qi had already cleaved the Array into two.

A smile flickered across Xu Yi's lips. Although destroying the Array could only temporarily delay the Ring of Destruction's plan, what he lacked the most right now was time.

With enough time, he would have the chance, before the Ring of Destruction, to consume the "jealousy" Origin of the Sugar Plum Fairy.

The old gramophone in the hall suddenly started to play autonomously, the vinyl record began its slow rotation, and the classical "Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy" melody floated through the air.

Xu Yi looked as if he had seen a ghost.

He had already destroyed the Array, and not only were the three major pieces of Alchemical Machinery gathered here, but he and Ghost Samurai were also present.

To the Sugar Plum Fairy, this place was nothing short of Dragon's Den and Tiger's Lair. Why would she still appear?

Suddenly, Chris opened her mouth and spat out the innards of some unknown creature, the crimson guts wriggling slowly on the ground.

Although Xu Yi didn't know what they were, they definitely had something to do with the abnormalities of the Sugar Plum Fairy.

The light in Crow Man's pupils flickered for a moment, and Xu Yi quickly sensed something odd. Crow Man's attacks suddenly became "mechanical," rigid and lacking the previously fluid motion.

Ghost Samurai also engaged with the Lizard Dragon, who showed the previous ability to become invisible, but it wasn't as "ghostly" as imagined.

The brass Clock Bird hovered in the air, constantly harassing Ghost Samurai.

The power of the Ring of Destruction's three major Alchemical Machinery weakened, but Xu Yi's face darkened.

The reason for their weakness was that the Alchemical Machinery had switched from "active control" to "AI mode," hence their rigid behavior.

So where had the souls controlling the Alchemical Machinery gone?

Xu Yi looked towards Chris, and the answer was self-evident. The Ring of Destruction had somehow entered the Different Space of the Sugar Plum Fairy!

This feeling was very unpleasant. Xu Yi felt as if he had gone blind, powerless to do anything but watch.