American Exorcism Male God-Chapter 469 - 441: The Gathering of the Three Gates_2

Beneath the nearby sea surface, Xu Yi temporarily stabilized his injury under the effect of the Divine Body. He felt secretly relieved that if West hadn't drawn the aggression, he would have been the one to suffer.

At this moment, he was closely watching the battlefield, where the huge Alchemy Mechanical Body trembled violently, dented by the punch of the Ancient God.

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To Xu Yi's surprise, the Eye of Judgment withstood the strike of the Ancient God and launched a rapid counterattack.

Thick white light converged towards the Eye of Judgment. The light was as dazzling as the rising sun. The white light solidified into a real Spear, with runes flowing on its surface. Xu Yi smelled the scent of destiny on it.

The "Gun of Destiny" shot out, and the Ancient God, sensing the unusual aura on it, chose not to resist but to dodge. However, it was to no avail, as the Spear was bound to hit its target once thrown.

The Spear that had passed the Ancient God suddenly turned and struck the back of the Ancient God's head.

The impact point rippled with rings of light, and at the intersection, two different Divine Authorities clashed. In an instant, the Gun of Destiny vanished, and the Ancient God's head splattered with blood and flesh, and web-like fractures spread across the skull.

But those cracks healed in the blink of an eye. The Ancient God's defensive power was terrifying, and it even possessed such strong regenerative abilities!

At that moment, Xu Yi felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The "Gun of Destiny" failed to severely injure the Ancient God but completely enraged him.

His facial bones' nine pupils turned together, focus converging on one point, spewing out a violent black and red flame, which instantly formed a blazing fireball.

The Ancient God stretched out both hands, inserted them into the flames, and then slowly pulled outward.

The flames circulated, and from within, he actually drew out an ancient pair of swords, entirely red, with black pupils densely covering the blades. The pupils moved, eerily chilling.

With a swing of the dual swords, the sword's aura danced wildly like a black dragon. Xu Yi watched with a sinking heart. The Ancient God's swordsmanship was exquisitely unmatched, not weaker than any swordsmanship master.

The Eye of Judgment endured the cross-cutting sword aura and launched a counterattack. It wouldn't just be captured, and the Gun of Destiny tore through the sky, with erupting golden steam scorching earth and boiling seas.

In the past, the Eye of Judgment could easily sweep a country, but unfortunately, it now faced an ancient master. The Eye of Judgment was split open, and various metal fragments fell like rain.

West was fully exposed, lying amidst dense vines. Those vines spread within the Eye of Judgment like its blood vessels.

The ferocious-looking West roared like a beast, his eerie green pupils staring fixedly at the Ancient God. Suddenly, with a chop of his hand, he pierced through his chest, but instead of a heart, he pulled out a blood-drenched silver gyroscope.

Seeing the gyroscope, Xu Yi suddenly remembered the Ancient Clock given to him by the Black Void Gate, sensing a similar aura.

The hesitation in West's eyes was fleeting. Resolutely, he opened his mouth and swallowed the silver gyroscope.

Xu Yi, feeling something, looked up as a misty purple fog gathered in the sky, accompanied by ineffable illusions and the whispers of a fallen god, a silver doorway quietly appeared.

"Soul Gate!" Xu Yi whispered softly.

He was very sure that the Soul Gate before him was the real thing; the soul-chilling aura was unmistakable.

"Come! Come kill me!" West's expression turned wild, the clarity in his pupils disappearing and replaced by chaos.

His body began to swell, strong muscles turning into white fat, layers upon layers of fat surging and quickly forming a massive flesh mountain.

Half of his head stretched and elongated, forming a spiral white horn, while his chest sprouted one blood-red pupil after another.

Xu Yi looked at the mutated West, his expression solemn.

He knew very well that this mutation was irreversible. West would never be able to return to human form, and it wasn't just the body; West's soul was also twisting and corrupting.

"Is this the price for swallowing the token?" Xu Yi's expression was indiscernible.

The Soul Gate was now wide open, and a surging force of soul erupted from the gate, like a silver galaxy falling from the heavens, bright silver light pouring into West.

West, already a colossal entity, expanded again, waves of fat enveloping the remnants of the Eye of Judgment.

The rapidly growing World Tree pierced through West's body, carrying viscous greenish blood and forming vine-like wings behind him.

White flesh mountain, metal debris, and tree branches... these elements fused into a horrifying monster.

The severely injured Xu Yi felt West's aura, and his healing cells involuntarily trembled. West's power exceeded his imagination.

Moreover, even the Ancient God was on alert.

This was something unprecedented. Even previously when trapped by Jesus, the Ancient God hadn't shown such seriousness.

A battle was about to erupt, a fight beyond imagination.

The World Tree's vines and the Ancient God's swords collided, vines and sword energy simultaneously annihilated.

Previously capable of firing only a single Gun of Destiny, now it rained down like droplets. The Ancient God's Nine Illusion Pupils spun rapidly, spewing black flames, azure frost, corrupting lightning, and bone-shaving winds from the pupils. The colliding forces seemed capable of destroying this heaven and earth.

In such a level of battle, even common exorcists, if touched by the aftermath, would instantly die; now, they had already retreated with Noah's Ark to the edge.