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

"Sherry, Goddess of War, help me—!"

Li Ang suddenly dodged to the side, and the Stars and Stripes slipped into his hand. With a gentle shake, Shirley's figure reappeared.

Her appearance left the three people beside her completely dumbfounded.

Wang Changming's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his finger trembling as he pointed at Shirley: "A ghost! There's a ghost!"

Wang Bingbing's face also turned pale, and she subconsciously took out the small knife she had been carrying.

Nia exclaimed in surprise, murmuring, "So beautiful..."

Shirley, who was nervously watching Brian, paused for a moment upon hearing this and turned to look at Nia.

You mean me?

"Yes!" Nia nodded vigorously.

"You look great too..." Sherry was a little embarrassed by the straightforward compliment and said awkwardly, but Li Ang interrupted her directly.

"Are you two messing around?! You're being ridiculous! Come help me!"

Although Li Ang's words were harsh, they did make Shirley realize the situation.

The cracks on Brian's body are healing at a visible speed, and the wound on his waist has gradually healed.

"Father...you're actually keeping souls captive? Depraved...so depraved...!!" Brian's voice was somewhat playful, clearly surprised by Shirley's appearance.

"Enough nonsense, Sherry, go and rip his soul out for me!" Li Ang spat and pulled out the Holy Judgment with a wave of his hand.

Li Ang plans to replicate the old method: first, have Sherry pull out her soul, then shoot her dead.

As he spoke, Brian had already rushed forward in one stride.

"Die! You heretic among priests!"

A mountain-like punch slammed directly into Li Ang's face!

"It's not your place to comment on what's constructed!"

Li Ang suddenly struck out with his left hand at an angle, slightly deflecting some of Brian's force, then turned around several times and dodged to the side.

"Sherry! Now!"

Li Ang suddenly poured his divine sense into Shirley's body again, strengthening her soul power.

"Wait! There are so many people watching... OMG!!"

Shirley felt her entire body being filled with Li Ang's thick divine sense again, and the powerful force surged up once more. Without hesitation, she grabbed Brian's head with both hands, trying to rip his soul out.

Brian pulled his arm back and swept it sharply, unleashing a burst of black energy that sent Sherry flying in her spirit form.

"Goo-ah—!"

Sherry's figure flew backward through the air, and her entire figure dimmed slightly, clearly indicating that she had suffered considerable damage.

Seeing this, Li Ang did not hesitate and turned to look at Nia.

"Nia! The box!"

"yes!"

Nia reacted quickly, turning around to pick up the exorcism case and throwing it at Li Ang with all her might.

Li Ang caught the box with his backhand, flicked the buckle with his thumb, and flung the box away. He then caught the three bottles of holy water that fell from inside with his left hand.

"Let's have some iced tea to cool down!"

With a flick of his wrist, Li Ang sent out holy water like a blur.

The first bottle went straight for Brian's face!

Brian instinctively dodged, but Leon threw the object slightly higher than his face. Leon suddenly exerted force with his feet, and a pebble from beside the railway shot out like a bullet, directly hitting the bottle of holy water in mid-air.

The holy water exploded in mid-air, splashing a large amount of liquid onto Brian's face!

"Ughh ...

Brian let out a piercing scream. His skin, which had been splashed with holy water, felt as if it had been doused with concentrated sulfuric acid, and white smoke instantly began to hiss.

Immediately afterwards, a second and third bottle of holy water flew out. Brian's eyes were burned by the holy water, and he couldn't see the direction from which it was coming.

Brian flailed his arms wildly in an attempt to block, but the two bottles of holy water struck his left and right forearms respectively.

"roar--!!"

Brian roared in agony as large patches of hardened skin began to peel off his arms, revealing dark red, twitching flesh beneath.

"Shirley!" Li Ang roared.

Shirley didn't say anything. She steadied herself and pounced on Brian's head, plunging her hands directly into his skull!

"Get out here!"

Shirley gritted her teeth, her arm muscles taut, proving that female factory workers are indeed strong.

Brian's body stiffened abruptly, and then a charcoal-black, twisting soul was violently ripped out from above his head.

The shadow vaguely revealed Brian's facial features, but its surface was covered with wriggling tentacles, enough to send chills down one's spine at a glance.

"Father! Hurry! I can't hold on much longer!" Shirley shouted to Li Ang, sweat beading on her forehead.

Without wasting words, Li Ang raised the Sacred Judgment, its silver revolver gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

However, the moment the gun was pointed at him, Brian's eyes suddenly darted around!

Then, from that dark, hollow eyeball, more than a dozen thick, fleshy tentacles suddenly shot out! At the same time, a large amount of black gas spewed out from behind, directly blowing Sherry away.

Before Li Ang could react, several tentacles lashed out at his gun-wielding right hand from different angles!

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of the tentacles hitting his arm was like Tyson hitting a punching bag. Li Ang felt a sharp pain in his right forearm, and his bones made a cracking sound. The Holy Judgment was also knocked away and spun to the ground some distance away.

Clang!

The revolver rolled twice and fell at Nia's feet.

"Father!" Nia looked somewhat panicked, clearly unsure of what to do.

Li Ang had no time to pay attention, because several tentacles directly constricted his chest and arms.

The tentacles were incredibly strong; Li Ang felt as if he were being squeezed by a dozen sumo wrestlers, and he couldn't even breathe.

"Li Ang!" Wang Bingbing wanted to rush up to help.

"Don't come any closer!" Li Ang forced out the words through gritted teeth.

He was lifted into the air by the tentacles, with half of Brian's soul still sticking out, revealing a mocking expression.

"Exorcist priests... are nothing special..."

Brian's voice drifted back: "Your soul... will become a sacrifice... the best sacrifice..."

The tentacles tightened, and Li Ang could hear a faint cracking sound coming from his ribs.

He gritted his teeth. His right hand was probably broken. He managed to squeeze out a little space with his left hand and raised his index finger with difficulty. Dark red energy gathered at his fingertip.

But Brian clearly noticed his little movement, and a tentacle suddenly lashed out at his left shoulder!

bump!

Li Ang groaned, and the Blood Fiend Finger he had just condensed instantly dissipated.

"Struggle...keep struggling...I like watching..." Brian's voice was mocking.

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

Wang Changming was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, unable to move. Wang Bingbing held the knife, but had no idea how to intervene in this battle.

"Now...become nourishment..." Brian opened his mouth, and more tentacles emerged from deep within his throat, their mouthparts opening and aiming at Leon's head.

However, in that instant, Li Ang used all his strength, unleashing the full power of his Physique Level 3, and slammed his knee into Brian's chin!

The impact was solid; Brian's jaw thudded, and several yellowed teeth mixed with black blood splattered out.

With this impact, Brian's extended tentacles instinctively retracted, and the grip on Leon loosened slightly.

This is a fleeting opportunity!

Li Ang exhaled sharply, shrank back, and thrust his left elbow backward! The restraints on the tentacles immediately loosened.

Li Ang's body fell from mid-air, but in that very second of falling, Li Ang's left hand, which was pushing backward, turned into a punch, and he smashed it with all his might into the place where Brian was corroded by the holy water!

*Thud!* The fist sank directly into the rotting flesh, and black pus gushed out.

Brian roared in pain, his tentacles whipping out like whips and striking Li Ang's waist. Li Ang was thrown like a sandbag by the force, tumbling twice in the air before crashing heavily to the ground less than three meters in front of Nia.

As he was thrown away, the black blood that had just been splattered from his punch...

pat.

A few drops of thick, black blood landed right on Nia's face.

She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her cheek, then suddenly bent down and began to tremble slightly.

Leon struggled to his feet and shouted at Nia, "Quick! Nia, throw me the gun!"

Nia's body trembled a few times before she bent down to pick up the silver revolver. Unusually, she did not respond to Li Ang, but instead slowly raised her head.

Whether it was a strong gust of wind or some unknown force at work, Nia's bangs, which had been covering her right eye, were lifted up.

"Holy crap...this is!!"

Li Ang's expression instantly turned to one of utter shock, while Wang Bingbing covered her mouth in disbelief.

Unlike her azure left eye, this was a pure white eye, with a golden cross in the pupil, radiating a sacred aura.

"Heretics...must be eliminated."

The cold words came from Nia's mouth, devoid of any emotion, as if the innocent and playful girl never existed.

She raised the gun decisively and without the slightest hesitation, and pulled the trigger!

"Buzz—!!"