Blueberry Assassin

America, 1980.
No sooner had Xu Yi transmigrated than he was put on the dissection table; then he gradually came to understand the true nature of this world.
"Studying medicine can't exorcise undead demons; I must become an exorcist!" he resolved silently to himself.
On a misty, rain-soaked night.
"Miss Evil Spirit over there, the night is cold and damp; be careful not to catch a chill! Come over here and warm yourself by the fire!" Xu Yi said, holding a lighter, as the pale gold flame slowly approached the other.
The Evil Spirit shrank back, looking at Xu Yi with fear.
"Don't be afraid, I just want to warm you up..." Xu Yi's face broke into a warm smile, "by setting you on fire!"
Ding dong! Ding dong!
"Sign-in at the Land of Fear successful, Resurrection Coin awarded!"
"Synthesis pathway requirements met, do you wish to combine the following entries?"
Psychic + Scholar + Painter = Psychic Painter!
Saintly Offspring + Gunfight Technique + Revolver Mastery = Holy Gunslinger!
Undead + Revelation + Holy Nation = God!

American Exorcism Male God

The black drizzle cascaded down, and he suddenly realized that it wasn't rain at all, but blood, blood from an Ancient God.


One of the fingers of the Ancient God's Hand had cracked, oozing black blood.


Xu Yi's expression subtly changed; this hadn't happened last time, clearly a result of his actions causing a butterfly effect.


The exorcists on the battlefield treated it as a dire threat, warily dodging the black blood of the Ancient God, but before it even touched the sea, it had dissipated.


Seconds passed—one, two... ten, and nothing occurred as if everything just seen was an illusion.


Suddenly, Xu Yi looked up alertly; a black spider web spread above him, which was actually withered hair.


The ends of the hair connected to skulls, and skull after skull stretched from the ceiling, all bearing the same face, the eyes of Kayako brimming with an indelible grudge.


Chapter 437 Heavenly Demon True Understanding_3