American Exorcism Male God-Chapter 260 The Fall of Japan

A certain unnamed sea area on the outskirts of Tokyo.

Xu Yi drifted on the sea surface, his face withered, emaciated like a dried corpse; his eyes were tightly closed, and he had fallen into a coma.

Under the sea, dense shadows gathered in Xu Yi’s direction; they were all ghastly creatures that had escaped from Japan. Find adventures on novelbuddy

In the terrifying "Kayako Spectral Tide," whether human or creatures living in Japan, all were driven to the sea like ducks.

For some reason, Kayako was reluctant to leave Japan, akin to an Earthbound Spirit.

A large group of creatures surrounded Xu Yi, their eyes gleaming with a hungry green light, as Xu Yi seemed like a fresh piece of meat among wolves.

But the creatures hesitated to pounce, afraid of the aura emanating from him.

Suddenly, a small boat slid over, and those creatures scattered like rats upon seeing a cat.

"You really are in a sorry state!" Yukeni on the boat exclaimed as she looked at Xu Yi’s pitiful condition.

She suddenly regretted not bringing a camera; if she had captured this scene, she might have extorted a few Exorcism Artifacts from Xu Yi later on.

She reached out to pull Xu Yi back into the boat, but seeing the grime all over him, she retracted her hand in disgust.

She looked around the boat and finally found a harpoon, inserted it into the gap of Xu Yi’s belt, and picked him up... Xu Yi hung like a salted fish on a drying pole.

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"Isn’t there a gentler way?"

Just at that moment, Xu Yi gradually woke up and stared resentfully at Yukeni.

Yukeni couldn’t be bothered to exchange words with Xu Yi and simply threw him onto the boat, where he landed on the deck with a thud.

Xu Yi didn’t have time to inspect his own injuries and immediately started to communicate with the Ghost Samurai.

They were shrouded by a black barrier, but relying on the Ghost Samurai’s flaming slash, they had bravely cut a path to survival.

Unfortunately, as they were escaping, the black barrier suddenly constricted; they were caught in the annihilating force, and Xu Yi, severely injured, quickly lost consciousness.

Xu Yi sensed the position of the Ghost Samurai and quietly breathed a sigh of relief; the Ghost Samurai was right beneath him.

The Ghost Samurai and he had fallen into the sea together, but due to the difference in weight, the Ghost Samurai plummeted towards the seabed, while Xu Yi’s blood drained away, his body lightened, and he ended up floating on the surface.

But he remembered that before losing consciousness, he had surely handed over the control of the samurai to Harada Mieko, asking her to take him out of Japan.

Shouldn’t he be appearing in the Eight Monster House by now?

Xu Yi connected with the Ghost Samurai and inspected the situation at the Eight Monster House through it, and was left speechless.

He had forgotten a very important point; Harada Mieko simply didn’t know how to activate the Eight Monster House.

When Xu Yi asked her to leave Japan, she controlled the Ghost Samurai, taking Xu Yi and rushing towards the sea coast, the samurai’s might deterring Kayako and ensuring their safe arrival at the seaside.

The Eight Monster House, uncontrolled, would automatically follow its master, and Harada Mieko was suspended behind the Ghost Samurai.

Without incident, an incident still occurred.

The Demigod blood Xu Yi gifted to Harada Mieko was very limited; as a medium connecting with the Ghost Samurai, the blood was slowly consumed.

By the time they reached the sea, all the blood had been used up, the Ghost Samurai ran out of power, which led to the current situation.

Harada Mieko had no idea how to leave the Eight Monster House and could only fret inside.

This ridiculous mix-up made Xu Yi want to cover his face, but thankfully the result was good; he had finally left Japan safely.

Thanks to the "Hyper Accelerated Regeneration" entries, the blood in his body regenerated, and Xu Yi slowly recovered some strength; his muscles weren’t as shriveled anymore.

"Thank you for going out of your way to save me," Xu Yi said, sitting up and expressing his gratitude to Yukeni.

"Don’t flatter yourself," Yukeni retorted, "I just happened to be patrolling here!" Her tone then shifted, "And even without me, you wouldn’t die."

Aside from being melodramatic, Xu Yi discovered another trait of Yukeni’s, the stubbornness of a "dead duck." Who would patrol this godforsaken place?

Yukeni suddenly looked up towards the horizon, where the sounds of battle approached.

"Work’s come up! I need to leave first," Yukeni said, pulling out a golden wand, which she casually tossed, and it extended in length.

"What work?" Xu Yi said, briefly stunned.

"The church has sealed off the area, asking for my help," Yukeni replied, as she tapped her golden scepter lightly, and a sinister green dragon’s phantasm appeared out of thin air.

"You’ll have to swim back on your own!" Yukeni jumped onto the back of the dragon, which flapped its wings and soared high into the sky.

"Could you at least..." Xu Yi watched Yukeni disappear into the horizon and helplessly closed his mouth.

Only then did he notice a milky-white cloth floating in the sky, embroidered with diamond-shaped patterns and stained with large patches of blood that vaguely outlined a human figure.

Under the sunlight, those bloodstains refracted a golden glow.

"The Holy Shroud!" Xu Yi recognized it at a glance.

That was no ordinary shroud used for making clothes; common shrouds were just a poor imitation of it.

That cloth had once wrapped the body of Jesus, stained with the blood of the True God, and was one of the Church’s Mythic Level Exorcism Holy Relics, greatly surpassing any of the three Holy Artifacts of Japan.

The Holy Shroud, suspended high, emitted a faint golden light, and the range it enveloped was terrifying, covering the entire island of Japan, including the surrounding sea area.

"If only it were mine!" Xu Yi licked his lips.

Ever since acquiring the three Holy Artifacts of Japan, he had contracted a condition known as "Mythic Level Exorcism Holy Relic Delusion Syndrome."

Its symptoms include the urge to touch, look at, and then slip any Mythic Level Holy Artifact into one’s pocket, without any need for brain intervention.

The trigger for this disease, Xu Yi thought, was most likely because he was about to use Sin Remains to forge a weapon. Mythic Level Holy Artifacts were excellent auxiliary materials.

At this thought, Xu Yi’s weakened body burst forth with strength anew; he needed to hurry back to a safe place to check on the status of the Sin Remains.

Many ships were anchored on the sea, crowded together densely like a steel fortress on the water.

A disaster had struck Japan, and people wishing to flee the country had basically two ways: airplanes and ships. However, airports quickly fell, and more and more people surged toward the coast.

Even Kayako, as terrifying as she was, couldn’t annihilate so many people instantly; these lucky ones made it onto ships and escaped to this place.

They were desperately trying to leave Japan, but the ships were blocked by the Barrier of the Holy Shroud and unable to leave.

"The Church is acting like a quarantine station!" Xu Yi quickly grasped the Church’s intent.

Those fleeing from Japan were like freshly slaughtered pork; if they showed no signs of "grudges," they would be stamped "inspected and passed" by the Church.

If a whiff of a grudge was detected, then they would be temporarily detained to see how things evolved.

"The Church has acted so swiftly, they must have known about Japan’s grudge issue for a while," Xu Yi mused.

He completely understood the Church’s choice, having experienced how difficult grudges were to deal with, and it was likely that the Church had no better solution either.

Though Japan had always been America’s submissive little brother, it was not on the Church’s home turf. Solving the problem there was even more challenging.

Xu Yi looked off into the distance and spotted Yukeni’s figure, his mouth twitching slightly at the sight.

The people facing her were as silent as cicadas in winter, shrinking their heads like quails before her.

He suddenly understood what Yukeni’s "work" was; she was clearly acting as the Church’s enforcer, intimidating those trying to flee by force.

"This Yukeni must be the reincarnation of a workaholic emperor!" Xu Yi couldn’t help but criticize.

It seemed Yukeni could always find "jobs"—first in Japan, then in Boston, and now, even in this situation, she still managed to snag a gig from the Church!

Xu Yi found the situation utterly unfathomable; he had never seen such an abstractly titled exorcist, but then again, he had only ever come across Yukeni.

He was in no rush to enter Eight Monster House now, preferring instead to check out the situation ahead.

Gliding over the sea in his small boat, Xu Yi looked back at Japan, where the silhouettes of Kayako were visible everywhere on the island, like white mold growing over the land.

The country of Japan had perished!