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Chapter 15 Scientific Giants! Where's my coffin lid?
It turns out.

In a moment of desperation, life can indeed find a way to survive. Ian was like that; he sensed the threat and devised a solution.

At this moment.

He is also implementing his own methods.

of course.

It's not something that's unsuitable for children.

"Get away!"

The evil spirit roared and groaned in pain. There was nothing it could do; it had discovered that Ian had opened his little mouth and was biting its neck hard.

That's real gnawing!

The kind that you have to swallow!
"Shut up!"

Ian raised a hand and pinched the demonic nun's deformed lips. He only had five minutes to devour the demon, which was larger than him.

This is definitely a difficult and massive project.

but.

Fortunately, since everyone was a soul, there was no need to worry about overeating. However, for the picky Ian, the taste of the evil spirits was really not to his liking.

"Eat, eat, eat! You disgusting female ghost!" Ian complained, mimicking the tone of the evil spirit earlier. It proved that he firmly believed that Mayer and Joule's law of conservation of energy was indeed correct.

Ok.

There might be some relativistic merit to this. If evil spirits can devour him, then he can certainly devour evil spirits; the system's feedback proves he's on the right track.

[Spirit: 2.9-3.1]

Ian's attributes are increasing.

This clearly indicates that the energy belonging to evil spirits is flowing towards him. Perhaps the [Spirit] attribute is also related to the strength of the soul; Ian hasn't fully understood the influence of the four-dimensional attributes either.

Just like he couldn't understand why, even though he had come up with such a brilliant counterattack strategy, his [Intelligence] attribute still hadn't increased. Perhaps this attribute really didn't have much to do with wisdom?
"Smack, smack~"

Normally, Ian doesn't make any noise while eating, but he's currently wolfing down his food, so he's naturally not paying attention to table manners.

He figured the evil spirit of the nun probably wouldn't mind.

Negative Status: Corruption of the Soul

Devouring evil spirits is not without its price; a negative status effect slowly appeared above Ian's [Rage] bar. However, this is the least of the concerns for a [Berserker].

Anyway, it's already been upgraded.

Ian thought, "I'll just learn a new skill later. Maybe this negative state will actually be good for my health." Not only did he not stop, but after getting used to the taste, he even sped up his eating.

"Do not!!!"

The evil spirit struggled frantically, but Ian held it firmly down. It had truly never encountered anything like this before—it had always been the one devouring humans, and now the tables had turned?
This isn't magic at all!
It doesn't conform to the rules of the universe!

……

Meanwhile, the real world.

Constantine climbed out of the rubble.

"Why did you bring a child here!" he roared at his companion as he rushed toward Ian, who was in a dazed state.

"Damn Constantine! You only said you were going to die, not that you were going to be killed by an evil spirit! I thought you were conducting some kind of insane and dangerous experiment again!"

Charles, who followed closely behind, was also filled with regret and remorse.

"Quickly, bring me some holy water!"

Constantine knew this wasn't the time to shift the blame, so he abruptly ripped open the "dull" boy's clothes, revealing that the boy's skin was visibly turning ashen.

Black veins began to appear on his chest. This was a sign that his body was being poisoned by the "power" carried by evil spirits.

“Charles! Get ready to hold him down! I’m about to begin the exorcism!” Constantine took the water bottle from his companion and tried to tear off the antique pendant Ian was wearing.

"Sigh~"

however.

The moment Constantine's hand touched the pendant, it felt like he had grasped a scorching hot iron, causing him to gasp in pain. His hand, which he pulled back, bore burn marks.

"What the hell is this!"

He was filled with doubt and uncertainty, but he couldn't immediately tell what the pendant Ian was wearing was. Moreover, he needed to race against time and didn't have time to study and distinguish it carefully.

"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus!"

“omnis satanica potestas!”

"omnis incursio infernalis adversarii!"

……

Constantine poured holy water over Ian while chanting Latin exorcism incantations, his expression serious and his tone dramatic and earnest.

however.

Although Ian's body did begin to emit wisps of white smoke after coming into contact with the holy water, the evil spirit did not appear. So Constantine began to increase the volume and output.

"This guy's expression..."

He gradually broke out in a sweat, filled with astonishment and uncertainty. He actually saw the corners of Ian's mouth slowly turning upwards! A child laughing? Constantine was more inclined to believe it was the devil's mockery!
after all.

At this very moment, the evil spirit should be devouring the boy's soul, and his body should be being possessed by the evil spirit, so all the expressions the boy makes can only be related to the demon!

"Humiliare sub potenti manu Dei,"

“ontremisce et effuge,”

"Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, Domine!"

Constantine felt uneasy and terrified. He quickly changed his exorcism method, attempting to use the power of Heaven to exorcise the demon. He was adept at various magical styles and quite proficient in them. However, for some reason, his latest exorcism spell still failed to achieve the desired effect.

Despite the divine light emanating from Ian and countless plumes of black smoke rising from his body, the evil spirit remained unexposed, its tenacity far exceeding Constantine's expectations.

This is definitely not normal.

This was a rare occurrence in Constantine's exorcism career. It's important to understand that as a master of magic among humans, despite his lack of religious faith, no one could deny his profound skill in magic. His exorcism magic, in particular, had reached a level that combined the strengths of many schools, far surpassing the skill of most priests and related practitioners.

"No! How could it withstand it for so long! How could a lowly minion from hell be so powerful!" Constantine felt a chill run down his spine, and his mind couldn't help but wander into wild thoughts.

What terrifying demon could withstand my exorcism!

Is this yet another conspiracy specifically targeting me? Is a super evil secretly plotting to use the boy's soul to push my already irredeemable soul even closer to corruption?
A sense of fear and unease settled over Constantine.

And at this time.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Painful screams echoed throughout the room.

That was the voice of an evil spirit.

"I will be back! I will get my revenge!"

The evil spirit finally emerged from Ian's body, but it didn't seem to have been dragged out by an exorcism spell. Instead, it seemed to be fleeing in a panic and a disheveled manner.

It even endured the holy water constantly being splashed by Constantine, its body steaming and throbbing with pain, determined to emerge. Its posture was exactly like that of a terrified young girl being violated, desperately trying to break free.

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