American Exorcism Male God-Chapter 341: The Arrival of the Door

Boston, a hidden underground chamber.

The Lizard Dragon stood up from the thick green liquid, twisting his head forcefully, as mechanical scales lifted along with his body, emitting dense black steam from the gaps.

"Finally repaired!" the Lizard Dragon let out a breath. Continue your journey at novelbuddy

The Crow Man stood beside the sink, quietly watching the Lizard Dragon, "The hosts of the seven deadly sins have all been found, and it’s time to start the rebirth plan."

The Lizard Dragon nodded, "Calculating the time, the Mist World is about to dissipate as well, we need to hurry."

He looked at the Crow Man and suddenly changed the subject, "Is there some difficulty?"

The Crow Man seemed hesitant, clearly having something he wanted to say.

"What’s your view on Xu Yi?" Instead of answering directly, the Crow Man asked a question in return.

A thought struck the Lizard Dragon, he and the Crow Man had known each other for several hundred years, and were extremely familiar with each other. When the latter brought up Xu Yi, he guessed what the other was planning.

"Do you want to use the Gate of Truth against Xu Yi?"

The Crow Man did not deny it, "You must have seen the threat Xu Yi poses to our Ring of Destruction. Initially, he was merely a troublemaker, but now he’s become an assassin, holding power that could kill us!"

"Do you have a detailed plan?"

The Lizard Dragon felt heavy-hearted, remembering the deceased Silver Giant Ape.

The Crow Man spoke the truth, Xu Yi’s growth was too rapid. If not contained, he would definitely become a grave threat to the Ring of Destruction.

Without a word, the Crow Man took out Xu Yi’s severed hand.

The Lizard Dragon, looking at the curse inscribed on the severed hand, suddenly realized, "You want the Knight of Destruction to take this hand and enter the Gate of Truth."

At this point, the Crow Man had no reason to hide anything and nodded.

The Lizard Dragon frowned, "Wouldn’t that be too dangerous? If he crosses through the Gate of Truth’s baptism, it might affect the World Tree Seed’s rebirth."

"Crossing through the baptism of the Gate of Truth?"

The Crow Man suddenly let out a cold laugh, looking at the Lizard Dragon and retorting, "Do you think that’s possible?"

The Lizard Dragon couldn’t help but smile wryly, feeling that he was worrying too much. To pass through the baptism of the Gate of Truth, one had to be a god!

...

West walked along the streets of Boston late at night, looking up.

He could actually see a shadow of the starry sky, something that was invisible just two days earlier.

"The fog has thinned!" West sighed, this sign indicating that the Mist World was gradually receding.

The Crow Man stood two paces behind West, holding a sharp Grim Reaper’s scythe in his hand. Rather than walking together, it was more like the Crow Man was escorting West.

West, as if he heard nothing, continued to admire the night view of Boston’s streets, suddenly stopping.

Before him at Fountain Plaza, a horn-like metal tower stood silently.

Such an eye-catching thing had remained unnoticed, clearly indicating the metal tower possessed camouflage or some kind of concealment ability.

The gates of the metal tower were wide open, with the Crow Man standing at the entrance watching West, making a welcoming gesture.

West made no move, standing still with his customary smile, "Where’s the thing I want?"

The light flickered in the Crow Man’s eyes, and after a moment of hesitation, he took out a heavy metal book.

The ancient tome appeared rusted, its cover engraved with some kind of unknown script.

If Xu Yi were here, he’d be astonished, for the book in front of him was the legendary Book of Ainoton, a divine book gifted by the gods to mortals, something that only existed in legends.

West received the Book of Ainoton, and even with his self-control, he was overwhelmed passionately.

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He began flipping through it, completely absorbed, until the Crow Man spoke up, pushing him to snap back to reality.

"Truly fitting for the Book of Ainoton that records the secrets of life and death!" West sighed contentedly.

Crow Man watched West expressionlessly, "You’ve received what you wanted, it’s time to fulfill your promise."

"Of course!" West beckoned towards a spot not too far away, and a fat jumping corpse burst out from the shadows, obediently standing in front of West.

West tossed the Book of Ainoton to the jumping corpse, and the corpulent undead opened its huge mouth to swallow the heavy metal book in one gulp.

The hefty jumping corpse darted off, disappearing into the shadows of the buildings after a few leaps and bounds.

West walked toward the door of the metal tower, his smile a bit stiff on his face.

Although he had anticipated this, he couldn’t help feeling jittery when he actually stood in front of the door.

"I hope the Sin Remains are up to it!"

West sighed inwardly and stepped into the tower, and the heavy metal door closed behind him with a "bang".

...

In Notting Hill, within the skylight chamber of the Eight Monster House.

Xu Yi sat cross-legged under the Cat Spirit Holy Tree, imitating the posture of a Taoist in meditation, his eyes slightly closed, breathing slowly and deeply as if becoming one with nature... Bullshit!

The effect of meditation couldn’t be called weak, it was simply non-existent.

Since the essence of the True God had been sealed within the Serpent of Finale, the spirit had completely given up.

Without the active supply of the True God’s spirit, the Array could only extract a woeful amount of Soul Energy.

And there was no helping it; in order to ensure stability, the Array naturally sacrificed some of its efficiency.

Hence, Xu Yi began trying various methods to absorb more Soul Energy, even resorting to the esoteric practice of meditation, but to no avail.

Xu Yi was so devoted to this because the current absorption rate was excruciatingly slow.

To fully absorb the spirit of the True God, who knew how long it would take.

He sighed and decided to go out for a walk to clear his mind. As he was about to leave the villa, his pupils suddenly dilated.

The darkness of Boston was abruptly illuminated as seven massive pillars of light shot into the sky, each a different color, converging toward a single point.

"That’s... the old barn cemetery!" Xu Yi recognized the location of the convergence.

He felt a familiar presence within the pillars of light, the aura of the Origin of Sin, and immediately realized that the actions of the Ring of Destruction had begun!

At the center of the converging lights, a vast white vortex slowly formed, and an indescribable essence emanated from the vortex, making Xu Yi’s body tremble uncontrollably.

A massive and heavy gate descended from the vortex, golden throughout with dense text inscribed on its surface, ranging from twisted Dragon Script to various ancient texts.

The moment the door appeared, Xu Yi identified it as one of the three primary Origins, the Gate of Truth!

Xu Yi stared at the door, a very ominous premonition making his heart feel oppressed.

...

The old barn cemetery.

Crow Man and Lizard Dragon stood under the Gate of Truth, silently watching the gate’s opening.

Crow Man couldn’t help but exclaim, "As expected of the true essence of the Gate of Truth, this pressure is suffocating!"

"Let’s act quickly, before everyone gets drawn over here!" urged Lizard Dragon impatiently.

Crow Man nodded, no longer wasting words. He approached the Metal Coffin, awakening the Knight of Destruction inside.

The body of the Knight of Destruction shook violently, not because there was an issue with the Armor, but because something inside was expressing its hunger.

Crow Man took out a severed hand with dense curse inscriptions on it—it was Xu Yi’s hand.

The Knight of Destruction grabbed the hand and soared into the sky, flying towards the Gate of Truth high above.

Under the hopeful gazes of Crow Man and Lizard Dragon, the Knight of Destruction passed through the Gate of Truth, swallowed by the golden light, vanishing from sight.