Exorcism in Los Angeles? Just talk it out!

"Evil spirits, flee! Evil spirits, go away!" The priest shouted angrily at the bandaged man, holding a crucifix. The bandaged man took a step back but remained standing still.

Its gaze was sinister, fixed on the priest's cross, as if there was something on that cross that it greatly feared. Although it dared not approach, it was also unwilling to back down.

Meanwhile, the bandages on its body were rapidly stretching and repairing, quickly covering the areas where the holy water had splashed onto it. In just a short while, it was completely healed.

The priest looked extremely grim, because he hadn't come out tonight to perform an exorcism; he had stumbled upon the infamous No. 13 Death Bus by accident, so he hadn't brought many exorcism tools with him.

He only carried a cross to ward off evil spirits and a bottle of holy water.

He could coldly watch ordinary people be killed by evil spirits, but he couldn't stand by and watch a young exorcist with great potential be killed by evil spirits.

The evil spirit had already made its move; the bandages on his body were like countless tentacles, enveloping the priest from all sides. At the same time, the evil spirit's domain had also opened, freezing the priest firmly in place.

Compared to the Joker, the No-Face in the suit is far superior, and its rules are much more unpredictable. The priest simply couldn't understand what rules allowed it to attack ordinary people.

He was about to die here...

The priest looked up and said resolutely, "You leave quickly, I'll hold it off—"

Before he could finish speaking, he witnessed an extremely shocking scene.

Li Ang pulled a gun out of his bag at some point—a Smith & Wesson Model 617, a .22 caliber revolver.

This revolver has ten bullets.

Then Li Ang repeatedly pulled the trigger on the bandaged man.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

After a few bullets, thick smoke and blood gushed from the bandaged man's body. He then gave Li Ang a resentful look before slowly collapsing, and his bandages turned into wisps of black smoke.

Finally, when all the bandages disappeared, the remains of the young black man named Harry were revealed. At this point, Harry's body was like a skeleton that had been dried up for months, with almost all of his flesh and blood drained away.

"Why are you forcing me..." Li Ang sighed, blowing on his Model 617, though his face was somewhat pale.

He was reluctant to use the power of the abbreviation, but this bandaged man thought he was easy to bully.

Okay, since the other party is being so aggressive, I'll just take them down.

After the "Calling a Deer a Horse" command was activated, the Model 617 quickly transformed into an exorcism tool, and the bullets fired from the gun became the kind of exorcism bullets that had been offered incense and prayers to Guan Yu for many years.

[Ding! One evil spirit defeated, experience points +50]

[Calling a Deer a Horse] Proficiency +10

Repel? Not kill?

Li Ang immediately understood; this bandaged evil spirit wasn't dead yet. "What a pity, the experience points from killing it aren't as good as from deception..."

Well, once my "calling a deer a horse" skill reaches LV2, this bandaged man will probably be dead for good.

The priest looked on incredulously. "You, you used a gun...?"

At this moment, Li Ang remembered that there was an outsider beside him, and quickly replied, "How can one call oneself a grandmaster without using a gun?"

"Father, are you a human being?"

"Of course I'm human..." The priest nodded, staring at the gun in Li Ang's hand with extreme surprise and shock. "This gun of yours isn't some kind of magical artifact; how did it manage to drive away evil spirits?"

Li Ang put the gun back in his bag. "Shouldn't I introduce myself before asking others questions?"

"And what exactly did you mean by staying on the bus for so long?"

The priest slowly introduced himself, "My name is Stephen Constantine, and I'm the head of the Los Angeles branch. You can think of me as the FBI in the exorcism world..."

Li Ang was taken aback, but after his explanation, he gradually learned about the other party's background.

Since evil spirits are rampant in America, there must be official organizations, namely official exorcists in addition to individual exorcists like them.

Stephen Constantine is a priest and also an official exorcist.

The area he was in charge of was Los Angeles.

It might seem strange to many that in a city as big as Los Angeles, he's the only exorcist.

But if you broaden your perspective to include hundreds of cities and towns across the United States, it becomes clear why there is only one.

On the one hand, the Amis have only been a nation for two hundred years, and before that, this area was the territory of Native Americans.

Therefore, the people here are all immigrants, so there are no long-established families of exorcists. Most exorcists are immigrants, just like other ordinary people.

Therefore, the number is pitifully small.

In addition, exorcists are extremely difficult to train; they must not be afraid of evil spirits and must have extremely high talent.

On the one hand, guns are rampant here, with 100,000 people dying from various shootings every year, leading to an increase in the number of wrongful killings that turn into evil spirits. On the other hand, many exorcists, after making money, are generally unwilling to take the risks of this profession.

Why risk your life if you have money?

They've all gone off to enjoy themselves.

For example, if Li Ang had a few million, he definitely wouldn't want to come into contact with evil spirits anymore, otherwise what would he do if he died before he had spent all his money?

This has led to a situation in Ami where the demand for professional exorcists is always insufficient, much like the demand for police officers in areas with frequent gun-related crimes.

Tonight, Stephen Constantine boarded the No. 13 Death Bus by chance. His original intention was to check the rules of this evil bus and see if there was any chance to destroy or seal this urban legend.

But what followed was an accident.

Stephen could stand by and watch the deaths of the two car thieves and Wang Tiantian being haunted by evil spirits.

He had seen too many evil spirits, and his heart had long since turned as cold as a hard stone. In his mind, the lives of ordinary people were worthless.

An exorcist's life is more valuable because one exorcist can save many more ordinary people.

So when he saw Li Ang disguise himself as an evil spirit without using any props, a ripple of emotion stirred within him.

That's why he got out of the car to rescue Li Ang, but he didn't expect that this powerful bandaged evil spirit would be defeated by Li Ang in just a few moves.

"How...how did you manage to shoot it away...your gun was clearly just a regular gun..."

Stephen glanced at the gun in Li Ang's hand and couldn't help but ask, "If guns are really useful, then what's the point of having professional exorcists like us?"

They called the police immediately, and a group of them opened fire with AR-15s. What evil spirit could withstand that?

But the person in front of them was just that amazing; he repelled the evil spirit with a revolver, and the bullets were ordinary bullets.

Soaking bullets in holy water does have some effect, but the tiny amount of holy water on the bullet has limited effect on evil spirits.

Moreover, if the bullets are soaked in holy water for a long time... holy water is still water, and over time the gunpowder inside will become damp and misfire when fired.

It would be more powerful to just put holy water into a water gun...

Li Ang said seriously, "It's the same principle as when you injured it with the holy water cross..."

Stephen: "...? What do you mean? Can you explain?"

"Actually, the so-called holy water cross is just a person's willpower and spiritual power attached to it. What I did was the same as you, attaching my willpower to the bullet and then killing it..."

Stephen opened his mouth, unsure of what to say. Although he felt that Li Ang was talking nonsense, he had no evidence.

"Would you be interested in joining our official exorcists...?"

Li Ang immediately refused, "No interest. I don't like being ordered around to do tasks that are certain to lead to my death."

My own attribute's power and level are still very low. If something extremely terrifying happens one day and I'm forcibly assigned by the authorities to exorcise demons, and I encounter a powerful evil spirit, then I'm doomed.

"By the way, Father, would you be interested in changing your name?"

Stephen: "...?!"

Li Ang said seriously, "Looking at your face, I find that you are suitable to change your name to John, John Constantine. This name suits you very well."

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