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

West removed his glasses from the bridge of his nose and crushed them in one fist; he abruptly raised his head, the black fog in his pupils entirely dissipating.


A fierce wind arose, branches swayed, the World Tree burst into flames, yet not a single leaf was scorched. West stood amidst the circling flames, like a newly fallen Evil God, extremely sinister yet extremely majestic.


The World Tree transformed into a green torch, but what descended this time was not a Domain but a powerful Divine Authority: the World Lock.


Xu Yi's eyes sparkled, only those with the Extraordinary Eye could see it—the dense, invisible chains crisscrossing the sky, firmly binding the Three Horsemen, no matter how they struggled, they could not break free.


"Jesus" roared like a wild beast, as the Ancient God's Soul was about to devour God.


Chapter 439: The Death of God