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The mark on Annabelle's forehead became increasingly clear, as Xu Yi's breathing grew labored; the air turned extremely viscous, as if it were gel-like.

He felt that something was terribly wrong—the aura, the oppressive force, it didn't seem like a Demon at all, but rather... an Evil God!

The Demon within Annabelle was infuriated, actually drawing upon the power of an Evil God.

This manner of drawing power surely had significant drawbacks, but knowing this was of no use to them.

The pressing matter at hand was to get through the immediate crisis.

The mark on Annabelle's forehead had completely solidified, and Xu Yi felt an inexplicable gaze upon him.

This spine-chilling gaze was something he had encountered once before, on the body of the tongue monster that Mary Shaw had transformed into.

But this gaze was far more terrifying than the last; its oppressive force was stronger, to say, not even on the same level.

Xu Yi reached for the Alchemical Revolver Messiah, but found he couldn't move at all—each of his fingers weighed as much as a thousand catties.

Annabelle's eye sockets were pitch black as ink, and within their depths, one could faintly discern a blood-colored pupil, indifferent and majestic.

Suddenly, the Annabelle puppet emitted sounds, utterances of an incomprehensible language. Xu Yi didn't understand it, but he could feel the immense power concealed within the words, like a commandment.

Xu Yi's pupils constricted sharply... under the effect of the "commandment," a crack appeared on the statue of Jesus, extending from the chest up to the neck.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Is this the power of the Evil God?

The strength of the Demon Jason lay in "Undeath" and "Infinite Evolution," but if it were pure power, he would undoubtedly be no match for the Evil God present.

No, the entity before him was not the Evil God itself, nor even a projection, but merely a thread of the Evil God's power drawn down by the Demon.

"The depths of this world are indeed profound!" It wasn't the first time Xu Yi had uttered such an exclamation.

The only consolation was that, for some unknown reason, those terrifying entities were unable to directly descend into this world.

Xu Yi coughed up several mouthfuls of fresh blood, knowing he couldn't wait any longer—now was the best opportunity.

"Someone come!"

Xu Yi bit his tongue, the intense pain momentarily restoring his ability to move. He fumbled a crystal lamp from his pocket and smashed it onto the ground as if sounding a call to action.

Sure enough, a troop of "executioners" streamed out from the staircase!

These were priests clad in black robes; they held the Holy Bible in one hand and a Cross in the other. Their steps seemed slow, but in reality, they were incredibly fast. Upon arrival, they swiftly surrounded Annabelle.

"Are these... exorcists from St. Tacia Monastery?"

The severely injured Father Bonne opened his eyes and watched the scene before him in astonishment. He recognized them because of a distinctive emblem on the robes of the St. Tacia Monastery.

The priests from St. Tacia Monastery prayed in unison, their powerful recitations echoing throughout the entire villa, solemn as the pealing of an Ancient Clock.

All these priests were exorcists; their prayers interwoven with the power of exorcism, far beyond what Father Bonne, a common man, could compare with.

There were sixteen exorcist priests in total, and with their grand exorcism prayers, the spreading cracks on the statue of Jesus halted.

Xu Yi looked at the statue of Jesus in surprise, unable to tell whether it was an illusion, but he felt as though the statue of Jesus had suddenly "opened" its eyes.

An inexplicable force acted upon the puppet; Annabelle was frozen in mid-air.

The space seemed to come to a standstill, and Xu Yi at first thought that the Annabelle puppet was merely restrained, until a withered leaf was blown into the living room, skimming past Annabelle.

In an instant, the leaf disintegrated, turning to dust and scattering.

Xu Yi's eyes widened in shock; the "calm" he saw was only on the surface, but in reality, an enormous force was acting upon the Annabelle puppet.

The St. Tacia Monastery priests surrounded Annabelle both to prevent her from escaping and to keep others from accidentally wandering in.

A common person approaching that area would be crushed into mincemeat.

Xu Yi's eyes suddenly lit up... under the crushing force of such great power, the Annabelle puppet showed not the slightest sign of damage.

Although bolstered by the Power of the Evil God, one couldn't deny the inherent sturdiness of the doll itself.

Even though Annabelle had started as a Common doll, after a series of "evilization," it had become greatly different.

"Such Quality shouldn't be summarized as a 'beyond highest grade puppet'."

Xu Yi felt that the Annabelle doll had long transcended the highest level determined by the Appraisal Technique.

"If I could get the Annabelle doll..."

At the thought, his heart couldn't stop beating rapidly.

"Be careful!" Xu Yi suddenly shouted.

He had been watching Annabelle's every move because the Eyes of Obscurity had unlocked part of his ability, enhancing his vision far beyond that of a normal person.

He keenly observed that the color of Annabelle's pupils had changed, they were neither the original deep blue nor the pitch-black demon-like pupils.

In their place were a pair of magnificent blood-red pupils, ancient and majestic, with unknown patterns circulating in their depths.

Annabelle uttered a word, which was not in any language Xu Yi knew, yet strangely, he understood the meaning of the word.

"Destruction!"

The exorcism priests surrounding Annabelle suddenly trembled, tears of blood streaming from the corners of their eyes, coughing up blood.

Yet even so, they continued to recite firmly the scriptures from the Holy Bible.

"Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven..."

The voices were grand, like the sound of thousands of bells and drums sounding together.

But the cracks on the Jesus icon began to spread, countless tiny fractures like centipedes, crawling upon the Jesus icon.

"If we don't make a move now, we're going to be finished!" Xu Yi suddenly roared.

Father Bonne had already retreated next to Xu Yi, and he looked at Xu Yi perplexedly. Did they still have reinforcements?

Suddenly, footsteps came from the stairs.

The footsteps were heavy, but not hurried, one could imagine the owner of the footsteps was grave yet, for some reason, didn't dare to walk too quickly.

A figure appeared at the top of the stairs and Father Bonne recognized the newcomer, exclaiming in shock.

"Mr. Warren!"

Father Bonne was both surprised and felt it was only natural.

The mystery was solved, Xu Yi's call had been to Mr. Warren.

It was also because of Mr. Warren that these exorcist priests from St. Tacia Monastery were summoned, and it became possible to borrow the immensely precious Jesus icon from the monastery.

"Why did you keep this from me?" Father Bonne felt a bit aggrieved.

He had been kept in the dark, thinking that tonight's Exorcism Ritual was just between the two of them.

He had also thought of seeking Mr. Warren's help, but Xu Yi had persuaded him against it, saying that Mr. Warren was currently busy with a very important matter and couldn't be disturbed.

"Forgive me, Father Bonne. Our opponent this time is far too powerful. If the news leaks, it could have very serious consequences," Xu Yi explained softly.

After a moment of thought, Father Bonne understood completely.

Being a Common man, he was easily vulnerable to a Demon taking advantage. Once deceived by illusions and other tactics, resulting in information leakage, the consequences would indeed be devastating.

"You did the right thing!" Father Bonne sighed.

His gaze towards Xu Yi was filled with respect. In his past exorcism career, he had encountered many "pig-headed allies," and if they had all been as decisive as Xu Yi, certainly fewer lives would have been lost.