A priest in North America, what the hell is the Demon Gate system?

【Soul-Suppressing Nail (One-Time Use Item)】: Suppresses evil entities such as corpse puppets. Requires 5 contribution points to exchange.

Come on!

[5 contribution points consumed, 10 contribution points remaining]

Li Ang suddenly felt a weight in his palm as a three-inch-long black wooden nail appeared. It was icy cold, with incomprehensible patterns engraved on its surface, resembling runes.

"I should learn some talisman-making techniques when I have the chance, so I can draw them myself next time."

Looking up again, the man was only five or six meters away from the mayor. Several town government officials next to him had already fled in fright, and the young policeman fired another shot, but finding it to no avail, he dared not rush forward.

Mayor Joel was deathly pale, muttering, "Lord...save me...Lord..."

The man reached out, his fingers curled into a claw shape, and aimed straight for the mayor's throat.

Li Ang took a deep breath, his right hand still in his trouser pocket, his fingers gripping the Soul-Suppressing Nail under the fabric.

The man is about 35 meters away from me now, and I'm under the shade of a tree, so theoretically I shouldn't be noticed if I drop this.

Li Ang made up his mind, instantly activated his divine sense, and focused his attention on the man.

No wonder they say divine sense is like radar. In an instant, Li Ang felt like he was escorting a ship on a certain continent. A mark appeared faintly on the rapidly moving man's body. Li Ang could feel that as long as he threw the Soul-Suppressing Nail with all his might, he would definitely hit it.

"You're not going to shoot even though there's a frame?"

Using the tree trunk for cover, Li Ang turned slightly to the side, took a half step forward with his left foot, and used his waist to swing his shoulders and arms.

The black wooden nail instantly slipped from his hand, transforming into an almost invisible streak of light that pierced the man's back towards his heart!

But the man instantly turned his head, raised his left arm sharply, and held it horizontally in front of him.

"Pfft."

It sounded like wood being stuck into wood.

The Soul-Suppressing Nail was driven deep into the man's left forearm. The black wooden nail was embedded quite a distance in, and the end was still trembling slightly.

The man seemed oblivious to the pain, turning his hand as if he were pulling a nail out.

Suddenly, the patterns on the nail lit up, followed by a large amount of white smoke billowing out from the wound!

"roar--!!!"

The man let out his first roar since he appeared, and tried to pull the nail out with his right hand, but it seemed to be embedded in bone and wouldn't budge.

Clearly, the nail caused him great pain, and in his anger, he suddenly raised his head, as if searching for whose handiwork it was.

But Li Ang had already shielded the large tree in front of him, concealing his presence.

"Holy crap, is this the reaction speed of a third-level Qi Refining cultivator? Even a sneak attack failed..."

Li Ang was secretly alarmed, but also felt a pang of heartache; the item that cost 5 contribution points had essentially gone down the drain.

The man's gaze swept across the square, but he couldn't find the despicable attacker. Looking at the white smoke rising from his arm, a look of resentment flashed in his eyes.

He then stared intently at Mayor Joel, before turning abruptly and leaping like a wild beast, knocking over a trash can at the edge of the square. In a few bounds, he disappeared into the shadows of the buildings on the west side of the town.

The whole process took less than five seconds.

By the time people realized what had happened, the square was a complete mess.

[Ding! Emergency sect mission triggered: Exterminate the Corpse Refiner (Updated)]

The escaped zombie poses a hidden risk to the stronghold. Deacon, please investigate and eliminate the zombie within one day.

If the refined corpse escapes or causes further harm, 50 contribution points will be deducted.

"Password! I only have 10 points left, any more and I'll be in negative territory!!"

Li Ang was speechless. Couldn't this Demonic System be reasonable?

No, logically speaking, would that still be called the Demonic Sect?

The sound of sirens came from afar, growing closer and closer.

Several police cars bearing the Philadelphia Police Department logo and an ambulance suddenly pulled up at the edge of the square, and a group of heavily armed police officers got out.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a police jacket and bulletproof vest, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a full beard.

He looked around, then pulled out a walkie-talkie:

"Philadelphia Police Department, this is Detective Jones. The suspect appears to have fled again!"

In the square, paramedics had arrived and were examining Sheriff Bob.

Bob had recovered by then, seemingly regaining his senses immediately upon hearing he was being taken to the hospital. The ambulance crew said it was fortunate he had a lot of fat, so he was mostly unharmed.

The young police officer and other townspeople gathered around, all talking at once as they described the horrific scene that had just unfolded.

Mayor Joel was helped up, and someone handed him a bottle of water, but his hands were shaking so badly he couldn't open the cap.

Pastor Salak suddenly reappeared, clutching his chest, and stood in front of Li Ang with a complicated expression.

"Ahem, Father Li." The pastor's voice was a little weak. "I was bumped into by a tourist just now, and I couldn't help the mayor in time... What exactly happened with that person?"

"Pastor Salak, that might just be a lost sheep," Leon shrugged, looking completely innocent.

Pastor Salak gave him a deep look, his gaze lingering on Leon for two seconds.

"Something just now... hit that madman," Salak whispered.

"Really?" Li Ang blinked. "I didn't see clearly, it was too chaotic. Maybe someone fired another shot?"

Pastor Salak fell silent. He glanced back at the still-shaken mayor, then at the direction the man had disappeared to the west, finally shook his head, and turned to walk back towards the mayor.

A group of police officers who arrived in the police car were questioning the witnesses one by one about what happened.

At that moment, the detective named Jones, who had been there earlier, also walked over and nodded slightly to Li Ang.

"Father, excuse me, I'm Detective Jones from the Philadelphia Homicide Squad. Were you at the scene the whole time? Did you notice anything unusual?"

Li Ang returned the greeting simply, saying, "Hello, Detective Jones, I am Father Li Ang from St. Michael's Church. Unfortunately, it was too chaotic at the time, and I cannot provide you with any detailed information. I only know that he ran west."

Detective Jones seemed to have expected this, and gave a hearty smile.

"I understand, Father Li. Thank you for your answer. If you have time to come to Philadelphia, please let me know. My grandmother is a devout Catholic, and she has always hoped that a priest could visit her home, haha."

"Next time for sure," Li Ang said with a smile, waving goodbye to Detective Jones.

I turned back to the tree and glanced at the clock tower; it was only noon.

Li Ang stroked his chin and began to think about the next tactical approach.

"I imbued the Soul-Suppressing Nail I just threw out with my divine sense. I can sense that this guy is still in town, but he's quite far away, so I can't pinpoint his exact location."

"But it doesn't matter. As long as he appears nearby, he'll be spotted by me immediately, like a target on radar. I'll find a way to lure him to a secluded place, and then it will be necessary for him to experience the power of divine judgment."

Li Ang began to recall the details of what had happened today. This guy was obviously already dead, but his movements were so fierce that some force was clearly driving this body.

Meanwhile, he seemed to have some kind of grudge against the mayor. Bob wasn't actually injured, and the officer who fired the shot wasn't attacked either. Instead, they clearly rushed towards the mayor. There must be some reason behind this.

After a brief moment of thought, a brilliant plan suddenly came to mind, and Li Ang's gaze involuntarily drifted toward Mayor Joel, who was complaining to the priest, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Mayor Joel, you need bait to fish."