American Exorcism Male God
Chapter 94 I... am you! (1/5)

Xu Yi's vision blurred as the mist surrounding the Annabelle doll began to shift.

Initially a pale blue, the mist gradually turned red, spreading outwards from the center of the doll's chest.

"No wonder the Entries allowed for the pre-use of the Puppet Identification Technique's ability!" Xu Yi suddenly understood.

The Puppet Identification Technique was used not only for appraising Spirit Puppets but also as key to the ritual of binding them.

A great amount of blood was absorbed by Annabelle, rendering the already weary Xu Yi even more exhausted.

He had wanted to recover his energy before slowly binding the Annabelle doll.

But circumstances didn't allow for that, as the doll was the selected medium for an Evil God by the Church of the Ram, and who knew if they would replace a way to take it back?

To avoid any further complications, he decided to bind the Puppet as soon as possible.

Five minutes passed, and Xu Yi's face was ashen. Even though he had only made a small cut on his palm, the blood that had been flowing for so long had started to take its toll.

The trouble was that only half of the mist surrounding Annabelle had turned red.

At this rate, even if he were to faint from excessive blood loss, he wouldn't be able to successfully bind the doll.

"It seems I was wrong from the start!" Xu Yi sighed.

Since it was his first time binding a Spirit Puppet, he had completely underestimated the amount of blood required.

The correct approach would have been to collect enough blood first and then bind all at once.

Overcome by waves of faintness due to blood loss, Xu Yi didn't move his hand.

Because the moment he did, interrupting the flow of blood, the binding would fail, and he'd have to start all over.

"If I wait to make ample preparations before binding again, it would take at least a day."

Xu Yi was reluctant because many instances proved that it was precisely such moments when the unexpected was apt to occur.

His body began to chill, his hands started to tremble... The symptoms of blood loss were intensifying, and he wouldn't hold out much longer.

Xu Yi hesitated. If the quality of the Annabelle doll hadn't been so perfect, he wouldn't have been so desperate to bind it.

His other hand braced against the table, and his fingertips suddenly brushed against something cold—it was the Exorcism Lighter he had placed on the table.

Could blood derivative count as blood? The thought suddenly occurred to him.

His one hand immobile, he could only bite down on the Exorcism Lighter and use his free hand to disassemble the kerosene cartridge.

Luckily, his intimate knowledge of the Exorcism Lighter's construction made it possible to dismantle it single-handedly.

As the kerosene cartridge opened, the blood derivative dripped onto the Annabelle doll.

Xu Yi's pupils dilated suddenly... a small area of the mist around Annabelle turned red in an instant.

The blood derivative was not only effective, it was far superior to ordinary blood.

"Had I known, I wouldn't have used so much blood derivative against Janice!" Xu Yi felt a bit regretful.

To protect Mia from the Ferocious Spirit attacks, most of the blood derivative had been used to draw a "Diamond Protection Circle."

He was only upset for a moment—had he not used the blood derivative then, things might not have proceeded as smoothly.

"I wonder if this little blood derivative left will be enough?"

Xu Yi took out all the reserved Exorcism Lighters, dismantled them one by one, and poured their blood derivative over Annabelle.

The bloody mist now covered eighty percent; as the success of the binding drew nearer, Xu Yi stopped pouring the blood derivative.

The table was strewn with lighter parts; all the blood derivative had been used up.

Xu Yi lay spread on the table, his body limp, excessive blood loss leaving him unable to even stand straight.

He quietly watched Annabelle, absorbing so much of his blood, and felt an indescribable connection forming between them.

A crazy thought suddenly crossed his mind.

"At most it's just a waste of a Resurrection Coin!"

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Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and activated the ability of blood exomaterial.

With just common blood, it was impossible to last until the contract was completed. Only by relying on blood exomaterial to accelerate the process was there a sliver of a chance.

His condition was extremely poor, and he was unsure of the consequences of transforming blood exomaterial under these circumstances.

The first droplet of blood exomaterial was successfully transformed, and the blood-colored vapor instantly expanded.

Xu Yi was not a man who hesitated. Once he had decided to do something, he didn´t look back.

His body felt sore, but the situation was a bit better than he had imagined, so he transformed a second droplet of blood exomaterial.

The blood-colored vapor reached over ninety percent, only a bit away from turning completely red.

But Xu Yi had completely collapsed, his eyelids as heavy as if they weighed a thousand pounds, feeling overwhelmingly sleepy.

"Just a little more!" Xu Yi bit his lip, the pain jolting his focus back.

The third droplet of blood exomaterial transformed.

The vapor enveloping Annabelle completely turned blood red... Contract binding created!

Xu Yi finally couldn´t hold on any longer and his head "thud" hit the desk, and he fell asleep.

The room was so quiet that only the ticking of the clock could be heard. Xu Yi slept on the desk, his palm still resting on the Annabelle doll.

The cut had begun to clot and scab over due to the length of time.

So much blood had dripped on Annabelle, and it should have been smeared with bloodstains, but there were none. The doll had absorbed every drop.

The creaking noise in the silent room was particularly clear, and the Annabelle doll on the table suddenly moved, sitting up on the desk, its blue pupils silently watching Xu Yi.

If Xu Yi saw this scene, he would probably be so frightened that he´d jump up.

It should be understood that the puppet had no Necromantic Spells carved on it, nor was a soul sealed within. Although it became Xu Yi´s puppet, it only moved when being manipulated.

Xu Yi´s consciousness fell into darkness, unable to see his hand in front of him, but suddenly a light appeared ahead.

Instinctively, he walked towards the light and suddenly stopped.

At the center of the light was a little girl dressed in a white dress with a bright red flower tied at the waist, surrounded by blood-colored butterflies fluttering around her.

The little girl was facing away from him, and Xu Yi couldn´t see her face clearly, but he felt she looked somewhat familiar.

Where is this place? Why is he here? Is this a dream? Xu Yi was full of questions.

"Thank you!"

The little girl´s strange thanks puzzled Xu Yi, yet she still didn´t turn around.

Could it be because she was too ugly to show her face? Xu Yi was curious and wanted to circle around to the front of the little girl.

But he had only taken a few steps when the little girl suddenly turned her head, staring intently at Xu Yi.

Xu Yi didn´t dare move, standing there warily.

He finally understood why the little girl looked familiar to him.

The little girl before him bore a striking resemblance to the Annabelle doll, as if the doll was crafted in the image of this very girl.

The little girl wasn't ugly; in fact, she was rather cute, with her face carrying a bit of baby fat.

But even the cutest face, paired with those pupils, would send shivers down anyone´s spine.

The left was a resplendent blood pupil, and the right was like an abyssal ink pupil. He had seen similar eyes not long ago, belonging to the Evil God and Demon that once possessed the doll.

"Who are you really?" Xu Yi asked, alarmed.

"I... I am Annabelle, no, not right..."

The other´s voice was actually that of a normal little girl, with a hint of softness.

The heterochromatic-eyed little girl suddenly revealed a bizarre smile and lunged at Xu Yi, "I... am you!"

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