America: The Cremator

Chapter 106 Cremation and the True Self!

Seeing that the two no longer responded, Sulong said nothing more and turned to look at Valak kneeling in front of him: "Alright, let's get down to business."

"How do we kill this guy?"

Hannah glanced at the grotesque-faced Valak, shook her head, and said candidly, "This—this is also the first time I've ever seen a living demon, I really have no experience—the church hasn't taught me anything about exorcism—"

Sulong then looked at Dania, only to see her spread her hands, shrug her shoulders slightly, and look at him crisply: "Don't ask me, Su—you know, let alone killing demons, even entering the inner world is a first for me."

Upon hearing this, Su Long smiled slightly: "Speaking of which, you've now experienced it firsthand. How was the feeling of the inner world?"

Dania looked around and pouted, "Don't even mention it, this place is utterly rotten."

Su Long paused for a second, then shrugged. "Okay, looks like I'll have to try it myself."

After saying that, he walked up to Valak and looked down at Valak's vertical pupils, which were now mostly blurred.

Su Long nudged its shoulder: "Hey, stop playing dead."

Valak did not react at all, as if his soul had been extracted, leaving only an empty shell on the spot.

Su Long poked it again: "Playing dead won't save you from my humiliation~"

Valak remained unresponsive, as if he were truly dead.

Seeing this, Su Long immediately coated his toes with a layer of primordial fire, then aimed at the man's groin: "Watch closely, this kick is going to hurt!"

The next second, his toe kicked Valack hard in the groin.

His toes collided violently with some structure in Valak's groin, and the primordial fire was compressed to its limit under the enormous impact before exploding violently.

"boom--"

Along with the dazzling white light and scorching heat, there was also Valak's miserable screams.

"Awooo~~ Hohoo oh hoo [0′|]"

Normally, someone who has suffered such a severe injury can roll around on the ground and rub their hands to relieve the excruciating pain.

Poor Valak was chained up and could do nothing but endure this immense torrent of pain!

Valak's lips trembled, emitting low, intermittent hissing sounds, before his voice suddenly rose: "Mortal, you cannot kill me! You will repay today's humiliation tenfold, a hundredfold!"

Surong listened calmly to Valak's threat, then shrugged indifferently: "Of course I know—"

I even know that this body is merely a clone of you.

Valak's vertical pupils contracted sharply as he stared at the human before him. He remained silent for a long time before finally asking in a trembling voice, "You—who exactly are you?"

Surong stood up, looked down at the bald and ugly head, and placed his right hand directly on its top: "I'm a registered cremator with the Federal Bureau of Corpses. If you want revenge, you're welcome to come find me in Seattle!"

"Please note that we kindly request that you come during working hours. We regret that we cannot accommodate you outside of working hours or on holidays."

The next instant, golden flames seeped from Sulong's palm, silently spreading downwards, and in the blink of an eye, Valak's head was enveloped in them.

The vertical pupils contracted violently in the firelight, then softened, turned red, and finally melted into a milkshake-like consistency, flowing out of their sockets like tears.

Golden flames then burst forth from their eye sockets, spewed from their nostrils, and shot out of their mouths in streams.

Several flames converged, collided, and tumbled in mid-air. The screams gradually became indistinct during this process and were slowly drowned out by the whooshing sound of the high-speed flames.

The demon's head had completely transformed into a burning gas stove.

Then, the primordial fire traveled down the chest cavity and within seconds devoured Valak's clone from head to toe.

Under the sustained influence of high temperatures, the devil's skin burst open with a charred crust, like a red-hot iron plate that had been stuck to it for a long time. Then it carbonized and began to peel off.

Dania and Hannah stood a few steps away, staring blankly at the back of the figure who was pressing down on the burning demon's head with one hand.

The heat waves from the flames pushed the cold mist around the ruins outwards in concentric circles. Su Long stood motionless in the very center of this ever-growing golden flame, not even moving a step backward.

About four minutes later, the flames began to descend, and the body structure that had been supporting Su Long's palm completely disintegrated. In the last few seconds, it turned from black to grayish-white, then shattered, turning into a large amount of fine white powder that evenly covered the ground.

Su Long withdrew his hand, looked down at the white ash covering the ground, and couldn't help but sigh, "Living eeries are really hard to burn. It's been burning for almost four or five minutes now, hasn't it?"

The next moment, a light blue system notification appeared on the screen.

[Burn B-Rank Weird Valak (Clone), gain 30 experience points]

Seeing that the system did not give any new prompts, Su Long couldn't help but wonder: he burned Valak's clone, but the negative entries were not removed as well—could it be because Valak's real body had not been killed yet?

He shook his head, temporarily suppressing this new discovery, and turned to walk towards the edge of the church.

Amy's body still lay there, her expression calm, her face pale, like a rag doll that had been broken.

Su Long squatted down in front of her, sighed softly, raised his right hand, and a small flame, like a candle flame, ignited from his fingertip. This flame was extremely small, extremely warm, and extremely quiet.

He gently placed the flame on Amy's shoulder, and the flame tenderly enveloped the body before him.

The instant the flames completely engulfed Amy, Su Long's vision suddenly blurred, as if his eyes had been pierced by a bright light, and he briefly lost focus.

When he opened his eyes again and his vision gradually cleared, he was shocked to find two figures, one large and one small, standing silently a few steps away, their outlines hazy, as if seen through a thick, impenetrable fog.

Standing in front was Lucas. He was no longer the disheveled, tormented man he had been before. Instead, he was wearing a simple, well-fitting solid-color T-shirt, and his expression was one of unprecedented peace and relaxation, as if he had shed all his burdens.

The little girl nestled beside him had a pair of cute pigtails and a bright, lively smile on her face, a smile that carried a touch of childlike innocence and naivety.

The father and daughter stood quietly together, shoulder to shoulder, their bodies close together. Their expressions showed both the relief of having a heavy burden lifted and the joy of a long-awaited reunion.

They raised their arms in unison and waved gently. Then, their figures gradually became transparent and illusory, eventually turning into countless tiny, shimmering points of light that slowly rose and disappeared without a trace.

Su Long stood there for a few seconds, then said in a low voice, "Goodbye, Lucas, Amy."

He turned around, looked at Hannah and Dania behind him, and slowly said, "Let's go, it's time to find Ai."

Just then, a series of gurgling sounds of churning mud suddenly rang out behind Su Long.

He immediately turned his head to look, and saw that the fine white powder that had originally fallen to the ground had now all turned into black mud.

The viscous black mud spread outward from the center, with bubbles constantly rising and bursting on the surface. Wherever it passed, the remaining stone slabs emitted a series of corrosive sounds, and the broken stones were wrapped up and quickly sank below the mud surface, disappearing without a trace.

The black mud rapidly bulged and piled up in the center, then burst open from the center, revealing a giant archway carved entirely of marble.

The pristine white stone surface is covered with numerous black erosion lines, and the relief surface is filled with various eerie runes.

A figure slowly emerged from the darkness behind the archway.

Its form was twice the size of the previous Valak clone, and its wings, when spread out, seemed to cover most of the night sky. Bone patterns extended from the wing membranes into the torso, and on its dark red back, protruding bone spurs almost pierced through the skin.

Two curved horns on his head reflected a rusty luster in the darkness, and his huge vertical pupils completely captured the outline of Sulong.

Valak himself looked down at Suron and slowly said, "Mortal, you will pay the price for your blasphemy!"

Before he finished speaking, his mouth, as wide as a car door, suddenly opened wide, as if the sound itself was creating a pressure difference in the air—a pressure difference that spread outward at the speed of sound, starting from Valack's mouth.

Su Long felt as if every pore on his skin stood on end at once, and his heart was gripped by something in the air.

He had no time to react and could only cross his arms in front of his chest, lower his body, and prepare to withstand the shockwave.

The shockwave of the sound wave was like a physical ocean wave, sweeping over everything.

Su Long felt as if he had been hit head-on by a train. His arms were struck by tremendous force, a dull pain came from deep within his bones, the ground beneath his feet shattered instantly, and he flew backward, his back slamming into a broken stone pillar standing in the ruins.

He fell to his side on the ruins, his ears ringing and his vision flickering for two or three seconds.

A dozen meters away, Dania was also swept up by the shockwave. She was lifted up like a kite with a broken string and crashed heavily into a half-collapsed wall. The wall was hit, and bricks and debris fell from above her head, filling the air with dust.

At the same time, the Bible in Hannah's hand was also shaken and flew out of her hand. The pages flipped rapidly in the air and finally fell to the gravel ground a few meters away, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Sulong struggled to his feet, and the moment he looked up, he saw Valak emerge from the archway, stretching out a hand with his palm facing him and his fingers slightly bent.

The next moment, an invisible force locked onto Su Long's neck, and the blood vessels and trachea in his neck were simultaneously compressed from the outside, as if an invisible rope was slowly tightening around his neck.

Suddenly, his feet were suspended in mid-air, and a feeling of weightlessness and suffocation overwhelmed him, making Su Long feel even worse. He let out a low, short, and strained sound.

He stretched out his right hand, and golden primordial flames instantly ignited, pressing against his neck. The moment the intense heat came into contact with that invisible force, the power quickly dissipated, and he fell heavily back to the ground, kneeling on one knee, gasping for breath.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that Valak had raised his hand again, and dozens of black mud spikes shot up from the ground and hurtled towards him.

Just as Su Long was about to raise his arm to block, a yellow halo suddenly shone from behind him, enveloping his entire body.

The spikes hardened rapidly the moment they touched the edge of the halo, shattering in mid-air. The fragments crashed to the ground with a series of sharp, crackling sounds.

Su Long turned around and saw that it was Elena who had rushed over.

Elena supported herself on her knee with one hand to maintain her standing posture, while holding the brass lantern high in the other hand.

Her left shoulder was ripped open, and the healed wound burst open again, oozing dark blood. There was a shallow abrasion on her right cheek, and her hair was disheveled. She looked extremely disheveled.

Seeing that Su Long was safe, Elena breathed a sigh of relief: "Sorry I'm late."