The exorcism began in America.-Chapter 314: The Continuing Game

New York, Exorcism Agency.

Having just returned to New York, Chu Feng was carefully examining the information sent back by the Orlando branch of the Exorcism Agency.

Over the past few days traveling the world, Chu Feng had eradicated at least fifty Evil Spirits and Demons of various Ranks.

Although he had some gains, they were obviously far from satisfactory to him.

Setting aside the Points for now, the acquisition of Divine Origin Substance was a mere three points.

That was far from the amount Chu Feng had expected.

And somehow, whether it was because he had killed too many Bizarres and Demons or not, it seemed that Bizarres of Evil Spirit level and above were becoming increasingly hard to find!

It was as if they had all gotten the message and gone into hiding.

Interesting! An endless game...

After finishing the documents, Chu Feng's fingers lightly tapped on the table.

He was somewhat reluctant to deal with this particular Bizarre; judging from the power it displayed in the information, it seemed to be at best an Evil Spirit.

Of course, it was more likely a Demon that enjoyed possession.

Casually setting the information on the Orlando Bizarre aside, he continued to look through the files reported by the next agency branch.

"Nightmare Town..."

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

Just as Chu Feng intended to continue reading, a sudden knock on the door interrupted him.

"Come in!"

Setting the document in his hands aside, a hint of resignation flashed in Chu Feng's eyes.

He should have taken the files to the New York underground base to read!

"Mr. Chu Feng, you really came back!"

The person pushing the door open and entering was Li Mi, who had moved from Washington to New York.

***

"Hey, Monte! Did someone steal your soul or what?"

Pietro looked at the figure standing dumbfounded on the balcony and couldn't help but laugh teasingly.

In response to his friend's banter, Monte didn't take it to heart and instead hesitantly asked a question.

"Do you think Legley would like me?"

"Er..." Pietro, who was initially in a teasing mood, saw the serious look on his friend's face, and his smile quickly faded.

He really wanted to persuade his friend to give up. In his eyes, Sam's girlfriend and those two women were not good candidates for relationships.

He had no idea how Sam hooked up with them!

"Monte, I think... you deserve better!"

Clapping his friend on the shoulder, Pietro's expression was very sincere.

He didn't want his friend to get stuck in the mire.

Seeing Pietro's serious look, Monte seemed to understand something in an instant.

"Thank you... I get it!"

He turned his head, his voice noticeably dejected, gazing out at the distant, fiery red sky, lost in thought.

Seeing that Monte seemed to grasp his point, Pietro didn't say much more and turned to leave, giving his friend some quiet personal space.

But as he walked downstairs, he bumped head-on into a figure.

"Hey, Daster! Where are you rushing off to so urgently?"

Seeing Pietro, Daster immediately put his phone in front of him and shrugged.

He was very sober today; Camille's "no-alcohol decree" for him was quite effective!

"Please, I was just about to look for you guys! Don't you think this kind of prank is too childish?"

"Prank? Childish?"

Pietro looked at the phone Daster held up, completely puzzled.

"Text message? Truth or dare?"

"Who sent it?" After reading the message, he was still completely baffled.

"It's either you or that Sam guy who did this!" Daster said with certainty.

"But for some reason, I just can't get in touch with that guy!"

"No, no, no! I didn't do it!" Pietro hurriedly waved his hands, indicating it had nothing to do with him.

However, in Daster's eyes, Pietro's hands had just waved twice when they abruptly stopped.

Instead, he turned to look at Daster with a bizarre smile on his face.

"Choose! Truth or dare?"

Looking at Pietro's cheeks, which seemed to be forcefully pulled upwards by something, Daster felt his heart suddenly clench.

All the sounds around him seemed to recede, leaving only Pietro's increasingly rushed and bizarre voice in his ears.

"Truth or dare?"

The suffocating feeling oppressed him, almost making him faint.

"Truth!" On the verge of losing consciousness, Daster barely managed to utter the word.

The next second, the suffocating, invisible pressure instantly vanished without a trace.

But as he gasped desperately for air, that devilish whisper sounded again.

"Speak up. The deepest secret buried in your heart."

Daster was startled by the question. He opened his mouth but found himself unable to make a sound for a long moment.

As if sensing his hesitation, the invisible pressure slowly climbed back onto his chest.

"Speak up! The deepest secret buried at the bottom of your heart!"

Just as the suffocation was about to descend again, Daster finally spoke.

"I... I once added a bit of 'hly' to the school's water tank!"

The moment his voice fell, the suffocating pressure once again disappeared abruptly.

Just as Daster thought it was all over, that devilish whisper echoed once more, this time with a hint of amusement.

"Sorry, you lied!"

As the voice faded, Daster immediately felt his body slip out of his control.

A wave of unknown fear instantly filled his heart.

And in Pietro's eyes, the Daster standing before him suddenly became extremely bizarre.

After his denial, Daster seemed to have lost his senses.

Staring blankly for a moment, he then started spouting nonsense.

He actually said he had put that stuff in the school's water tank!

Xie Te! Could a normal human being do such a thing?

Just as he grabbed Camille, who stood beside him and had also heard this, preparing to speak, Daster's face suddenly revealed an extremely strange smile again.

Then, he stood up and went upstairs.

No matter how much the two behind him shouted, there was no response.

As the two watched the scene before them, somewhat doubtful, THUD. A black figure leapt down from the second floor.

That black figure was none other than Daster, who had just gone upstairs.

The height of the second floor was not great. Some people with good physical fitness could even land unharmed.

But the crucial point was, Daster jumped headfirst.

Accompanied by a crisp CRACK, the figure they knew so well ended up with his head at a right angle to his body, dying right in front of them.

"No!"

Seeing her loved one die before her eyes, Camille instantly broke down.

She rushed down the stairs to her cousin's side.

Looking at his corpse, she felt her mind swirl with dizziness.

Pietro, who had caught up from behind, quickly held his girlfriend.

He was softly comforting her, but the look in his eyes toward the body on the ground was filled with terror.