American Exorcism Male God

Chapter 329 Teasing the "Vicious Dog

The situation on the battlefield was precarious, and if the Ring of Destruction hadn't been affected by that bizarre Domain, they might have had the strength to fight.

But now, their power was merely half of what it had been at their peak.

As Behemoth exerted its full strength, the Ring of Destruction could barely hold off the assault.

The reason they persisted was that they believed Behemoth was in its "last throes," and if they could just weather the storm, victory would still be theirs.

However, Xu Yi knew all too well that the miracle they hoped for would not come; this was far from Behemoth's limit.

The Ring of Destruction wouldn't last much longer, and the time remaining for him was dwindling as well.

He took a deep breath, forcibly calming himself down.

He opened the system panel and browsed through his Abilities one by one. His Abilities were diverse, but he could ignore the lower-level ones, focusing mainly on the Red Entries.

"Evil God Authority: The Ultimate Art of Stealing"—this Entry comprised five Abilities, but the ones most frequently used were the first three.

"Soul Stealing Seed" had only been used once, to deal with the Evil God behind the Ram Cult.

As for "Divine Transition," it hadn't been triggered even once, but Xu Yi was well aware that as the Ultimate Ability of "The Ultimate Art of Stealing," Divine Transition was definitely not that simple.

It had not been triggered simply because he hadn't unlocked it correctly.

But this was not the time to dwell on such matters; his gaze was fixed on the "Seed of the Evil God."

This Ability targeted the soul, and the true spirit before him was also a soul... A light flickered in Xu Yi's eyes as he had an inexplicable premonition that this Ability might just work miracles.

A Soul Stealing Seed floated out from the dagger, drifting towards the golden strands in the void.

The golden strands appeared not to notice the Soul Stealing Seed and continued to swim about on their own.

"It's working!" Xu Yi's eyes lit up.

Like a drifting dandelion, the Soul Stealing Seed successfully "took root" on a golden strand and settled like a spore.

Xu Yi had no idea what the nature of the Soul Stealing Seed was, but he knew it was extremely inconspicuous.

Even the great Evil God behind the Ram Cult had failed to detect the Soul Stealing Seed, allowing him to steal the rare "Genius of Mysticism" Entry.

Xu Yi felt that he had gained a slight control over the golden strands. Although it was extremely weak, it was a good start.

He continued to produce more Soul Stealing Seeds, and a large number of "dandelions" floated towards the golden strands, latching onto them.

The tips of the golden strands were thick with Soul Stealing Seeds. Xu Yi stopped producing more, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

Producing Soul Stealing Seeds consumed Soul Power, and although each one didn't require much, their numbers quickly added up.

His soul was already very weak, as if a person had lost a couple of kidneys.

An already not so robust soul was now in even more dire straits; if he couldn't collect the True God's spirit, it would be a terrible loss.

"Last try!" Xu Yi took a deep breath and once again activated the Soul Seal Ability of the "Gluttony" dagger.

A surging "Water Mist Scroll" reappeared, and at the same time, Xu Yi released all the Soul Stealing Seeds.

The Soul Stealing Seeds instantly sprouted an abundance of "black roots," finer even than the golden strands, growing within the True God's spirit, attempting to take control.

Under the dual effects of the "Gluttony" dagger and the Soul Stealing Seeds, they finally had an impact; the golden strand thick with Soul Stealing Seeds was swept into the Water Mist Scroll. Find your next adventure on My Virtual Library Empire

The golden strand slowly "floated" towards the dagger, and Xu Yi stamped his feet in urgency, nearly wishing he could pull it forward himself.

At the same time, he switched his viewpoint to observe the battle raging outside.

After just one glance, his heart leapt violently.

The four great alchemical machinery lay scattered around the battlefield, emitting plumes of steam. Though not completely destroyed, they had little fighting power left.

Behemoth claimed the final victory; it took long strides toward Lighthouse Mountain. Within five or six steps, it had reached the Stone Mountain where Xu Yi stood.

"Faster! Even faster!" Xu Yi prayed anxiously.

Perhaps his prayers took effect; the segment of golden thread was finally swallowed by the dagger. The thread burst into an unfamiliar environment, struggling, but it was too late.

This seal space is typically "brittle on the outside but steel on the inside." After the Source of Sin was sealed, it could only rely on external forces for rescue.

Now that it had become a sturdy "Sin Remains body," breaking through the seal had gotten even more difficult.

But Xu Yi celebrated too soon.

The end of the thread littered with Soul Stealing Seeds was pulled into the seal space, but the rest of the thread remained unaltered, like an old monk in meditation, utterly unmovable.

The entire Stone Mountain shuddered thunderously as Behemoth stomped down, splitting the solid and massive mountain in two.

"This is bad!" Xu Yi's face turned stark pale.

But suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, the epitome of a desperate wit borne of Behemoth's immense pressure; otherwise, he probably couldn't have thought of it on his own.

He lightly touched his forehead, and a black fruit flew out from between his brows, the matured Fruit of Faith.

Since the New York Ratma incident, the Cat Spirit Bastet had been able to draw very little piety each day, but the accumulated faith had still congealed into a mature Fruit of Faith.

The Fruit of Faith had no physical form. For convenience, he had stored the fruit within his soul.

"What does a True God desire most?"

The answer was obvious – faith.

The segment of golden thread pulled into the seal space instantly became violent, like a manic-depressive mental patient erupting into an episode, madly lunging towards the Fruit of Faith as if a venomous snake striking at its prey.

Unfortunately, even though the golden thread shot out straight, there was still a distance between it and Xu Yi.

Xu Yi felt as though he was teasing a chained savage dog with a delicious sausage, tempting fate at the edge of danger.

The golden thread suddenly stretched forward, driven by its longing for faith, and it erupted with great strength, pulling the external thread into the seal space by force.

The threads not attached to the Soul Stealing Seeds, upon sensing the scent of faith, acted even more frantically, as if demons had passed the gates of Hell to arrive in a world abundant with blood and flesh.

The spiritual essence of the True God, dormant for untold years, perhaps even hungrier than famished ghosts, struggled towards the Fruit of Faith.

This was like a domino effect; once the first is toppled, the rest follow due to the chain reaction, gradually collapsing.

It appeared as if the essence of the True God was entangled by innumerable lines, but in reality, it was only because it was too long—there was only one line.

As more of the thread entered the seal space, Xu Yi was terrified. He was engulfed by lines all around.

If this weren't the domain of the Taotie dagger, he would probably have been devoured alive by the furious spiritual essence of the True God.

"Should I just throw them the Fruit of Faith to eat?"

No sooner did this thought arise in his mind than Xu Yi shuddered.

He had a premonition that if the spiritual essence of the True God consumed the Fruit of Faith in his possession, something terrible would happen.

Behemoth stomped down on Stone Mountain again. The immense mountain shattered with a thunderous crash, and Behemoth's body emitted a thick white vapor flow, flattening the superficial layer of the mountain in an instant.

At that moment, all of the essence of the True God entered the seal space. Xu Yi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stowed away the Fruit of Faith.

But his heart was suspended once more, because he faced an even more dire issue next.

How to escape from the clutches of Behemoth?