American Exorcism Male God-Chapter 410: Did I turn into Pyramid Head?

Xu Yi looked at the clown on the Dark Power Crystal, his eyelid twitched violently; he could already anticipate what the other would do next.

He burst forth at full speed, lunging toward the Dark Power Crystal.

The Black Void Gate was brimming with ominous vibes, and clearly, the other side was not safe, but for the clown Pennywise, this was not a matter of choice. Find exclusive stories on novelbuddy

Staying here meant certain capture, and rather than that, it was better to enter the gate where there was a glimmer of hope for survival.

Pennywise manipulated the Dark Power Crystal, flying towards the Black Void Gate.

Xu Yi cursed inwardly, knowing it was bad news; he was still a little distance away from the Dark Power Crystal when he suddenly opened his mouth wide, unleashing a powerful suction force.

For reasons unknown—whether Pennywise was too weak or it was intentional—he put up no resistance and was sucked into Xu Yi’s mouth.

"Thank you for the exquisite meal you’ve so graciously prepared!"

Suddenly, Pennywise burst out laughing, his voice barely hiding the excitement.

Never had he imagined that he would have the chance to turn the tables so dramatically!

The "exquisite meal" Pennywise referred to was, of course, Xu Yi’s soul, which he intended to devour.

When Xu Yi approached, Pennywise realized that their situations were similar, both had exhausted their Soul Power, leaving only their Origin consciousness.

In such circumstances, what mattered was the level of one’s Origin.

Whichever had the higher level would be the victor!

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Being a cosmic Evil God known as "Deathlight," Pennywise did not believe that Xu Yi’s soul could possibly be of a higher level than his own, which was why he allowed himself to be swallowed without resistance.

However, he quickly realized something was off—Xu Yi’s soul Origin was actually a Crystal Stone!

Even for their "Deathlight" kin, who were known for their soul-based abilities, their souls were merely liquid in form.

Fear gripped Pennywise’s heart, and his instinct was to flee.

"Now you think of escaping, but isn’t it a bit too late?" Xu Yi sneered inwardly.

If it were a human soul, it certainly wouldn’t rival Pennywise in level, but his Origin was that of a Soul Master.

Pennywise’s action was akin to throwing oneself into the tiger’s maw.

Xu Yi’s soul enveloped Pennywise, and his devouring ability activated.

Amidst a series of screams and pleas, Pennywise’s consciousness gradually dissipated.

But before Xu Yi had time to rejoice, the nearby Black Void Gate suddenly erupted with a sucking force, and he couldn’t resist being pulled into it.

"What double blessings!" Xu Yi sighed to himself.

Although he had acquired the much-coveted Dark Power Crystal, he had also fallen into the Black Void Gate, uncertain if he could escape with the crystal.

He seemed to plummet into the deep sea, surrounded by endless darkness, wave after wave of coldness assailing him; he was powerless to do anything but succumb to the downward pull of his soul.

"Owner of the mark spotted, initiating identity assignment."

A cold voice suddenly echoed in his ears; Xu Yi had heard it before—it was the voice of the Black Void Gate.

Identity? What identity? He was a bit puzzled.

He didn’t have time to ponder further as an irresistible drowsiness swept over him, and he gradually lost consciousness.

...

Half an hour before, in the Arctic Ocean, the Burial Ground.

Annabelle maneuvered through the massive skeletons, avoiding all surveillance and reaching the central area.

It shrunk its body down to the size of a fingernail and shot towards the seabed. Its body shimmered with a silvery light, indicating some Magic Artifact had been activated.

The hard seabed could not halt its progress; it burrowed downward.

After traveling about two hundred meters, a purple mist opened up, and a pint-sized Golden Coffin appeared within the mist, expanding continuously.

Made from a special metal, the Golden Coffin forced the surrounding earth and stone apart, setting itself firmly in place. The coffin vibrated slightly as the Array silently took effect, and the bodies inside—Xu Yi’s and the Ghost Samurai—began to glow with a faint golden light.

The two began to fuse.

Annabelle retraced its steps back the way it came, leaving behind a tiny wormhole which was quickly concealed by the loose soil.

It followed Xu Yi’s instruction to return to the exit beneath the ocean base, and through the gap, Bob, frantic with urgency, could be seen hopping up and down.

Annabel connected with Bob and swam towards the deep sea in the distance. At that moment, golden lightning illuminated the seabed, and a massive shadow descended from above.

Bob shivered with fright and repeatedly urged Annabel to hasten their escape.

As long as they got a certain distance away, they would be safe. Maria was there, waiting to rendezvous with them.

...

Unaware of how long he had been asleep, Xu Yi was startled awake by the shrill sound of the air raid alarm and abruptly opened his eyes.

He instinctively checked his memory. Although the abilities of the three Primordial Gates were different, items like the Lost Soul Ice Crystal shouldn’t appear behind the Black Void Gate, but it was best to be cautious.

A moment later, he slowly exhaled in relief.

His memory hadn’t been tampered with, as he could still see the system’s panel information.

Although many abilities were inaccessible due to only being a Soul Split, including the Resurrection Coin.

Xu Yi sensed a familiar presence within his body and felt somewhat reassured.

The Dark Power Crystal was still inside him, not lost.

This was immensely good news for him.

Xu Yi attempted to move his body, only to find he was utterly incapable; his soul seemed to have been sealed within a statue, unable to budge.

His vision was incredibly poor, as if someone had slipped a doll’s mask over his head. He could only vaguely discern the outside world, a blood-stained iron table.

He strained to see more, and suddenly his body jolted as if activating some ability, and his "vision" changed.

The sensation was strange, as if his eyes had suddenly moved to the top of his head, obtaining a panoramic view.

Everything in front of him was cloaked in a faint blood glow. It took him a while to adjust before realizing that the blood glow wasn’t coming from the environment, but rather there was something wrong with his "eyes."

He finally saw himself clearly, then froze.

In the claustrophobic room, "he" stood in front of a narrow iron window, half-naked, with rippling muscles, and wearing a brown leather apron used by butchers on his lower half.

With a height nearing three meters, he imposed an overwhelming sense of oppression.

The item on his head wasn’t some doll mask, but an incredibly heavy, sharp, triangular pyramid covered with squirming blood vessels and blackened blood.

Had he become a Pyramid Head?

Xu Yi was stunned for a long time before suddenly recalling a conversation he’d heard earlier. The sentence about identity endowment from the Black Void Gate—could it be referring to the Pyramid Head before him?

What was the purpose of the Black Void Gate doing this?

Xu Yi then remembered the Sugar Plum Fairy who had gifted him the gate mark.

The Pyramid Head before him, like the Sugar Plum Fairy, was filled with twisted and ominous vibes.

Xu Yi felt heavy-hearted, because with the precedent set by the Sugar Plum Fairy, he likely could be twisted into a monster that only knew slaughter.

The so-called Black Void Gate was actually the Gate of the Fallen, so such an event was not surprising.

If it were only a Soul Split that was lost, it would be one thing, but now that the Soul Split carried the Dark Power Crystal within, he had to find a way to get it out at all costs.

The air raid siren grew more urgent. Xu Yi looked out through the narrow iron window; an old-fashioned town enveloped in fog, with ashes drifting in the sky at all times.

A coldness suddenly spread over him, and at the same time, changes occurred outside.

Just a few seconds ago, though the weather outside the window was foggy, at least a sliver of daylight was visible. But now, boundless darkness swept over.

Xu Yi felt as if he had entered another world from one.

But the good news was, he found that he could move.

On the bloodstained metallic surface of the table, lay a hefty cleaver, about two meters in length and thirty centimeters in width, with a sharp edge.

He grasped the handle and violently hoisted the large cleaver, resting it on his shoulder

This series of motions was incredibly natural, as if the cleaver had always belonged to him.

Though he had become a monster, arriving in an unfamiliar place, it was still better to be armed for self-defense.