Inner Destroyer

　After a long time, when she was sure that there was no one else around, she whispered to Qi Xing.

　Qi Xing nodded. "Yes, what's the problem? The flesh and blood of the plant god is a symbol of fertility. When made into a staple food, it becomes a symbol of life. This concept is universal, even in Eastern religions."

　For example, in Qi Xing's home country, as well as in Japan and South Korea, both part of the Eastern cultural sphere, rice is considered sacred. Similar beliefs are universal, regardless of nationality or race. It's just that modern people are gradually becoming less concerned with this.

　The god who can make bread and rice more abundant, and therefore the god who nurtures more life, is a sacred symbol wherever he is.

　"That's true, but..."

　Elaine sighed in despair.

　"Do you know which part of Osiris' flesh and blood, as recorded in the oldest Pharaoh Book, brought abundance and food to Egypt?"

　Oh.

　It's "that" part, right?

　It's the part that was bitten off by a crocodile and disappeared in the Nile, right?

　"So, now these two thousand people have to symbolically suck my... Shit, why are you making me think of this?! I don't want to think about this, I don't want to know!!"

　Now Qi Xing really wanted to delete all his memories.

　Elaine was also anxious: "Didn't you ask this yourself?! I - I didn't want to say it at all!"

　"You told me yesterday that 'God is more than just a dirty joke,' so why are you telling me dirty jokes now?!"

　Yeah, why did it become like this?

　Perhaps it is because, no matter which civilization, which race, or which era, even if it is not considered elegant in normal times - deep down, everyone actually likes dirty jokes.

　So after returning to the hotel, Qi Xing and Elaine decided that it would be better for everyone to pretend that this conversation had never happened.

　Only Samael found this ridiculous. "You're obsessed with cleanliness in a place like this? What if specific organs and flesh provide food? The food you normally eat is grown from composted feces."

　"Humans, you are so hypocritical—"

　The female little ghost evil spirit floats in

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　In the room, people laughed at the mortals.

　Neither Qi Xing nor Yi Lian directly contradicted her this time. No one could argue with the Creator of the world on such matters. After all, she could see every atom clearly.

　However, there was no need to communicate with each other, as they were both thinking in their minds - next time if they really had to use this mythical power again, Qi Xing should just let out his own blood and never involve any symbolism of any organ parts.

　And if they have the chance in the future, they will definitely teach this hateful female evil ghost a lesson!

　Volume 2: Hello, I am the Bull Hunter!

　025: Thunder Man

　It may sound unbelievable, but in fact, the death rate of professions like exorcists and witch hunters in this world is not as high as imagined.

　Unless they're being ambushed or plotted, demons and monsters are generally defeated by exorcists. This is because powerful and righteous individuals have passed down their knowledge and skills from generation to generation, continuously concentrating their powers. These secrets to exorcising evil were discovered and learned by generations after generations at great sacrifice. Consequently, modern exorcists have a very high success rate.

　However, this success rate is limited to professionals who have accumulated experience over generations. In other words, only specialized exorcist families, ancient religious sects, and the secret departments of major governments can achieve high exorcism efficiency.

　Most of the amateur/rural exorcists who have no experience, no organization, and only third-rate equipment need to try their best to defeat the little demons and devils in a one-on-one battle.

　However, when facing an opponent of the level of a demon, a ghost, or a devil - this is of course just a metaphor, not a fixed level - if you want to ensure victory, you will need at least a dozen rural exorcists.

　This doesn't mean amateur exorcists are useless. At least to Muggles, the power they possess is already absurd. With their low cultivation and lack of a sufficient inheritance of diverse spells, even if they were to use their meager magical power to strengthen their bodies, they would still possess a defense as strong as iron armor.

　Even if they were surrounded by ten policemen and shot at with pistols, they would not die easily.

　The result is that no matter what type of demon hunter, it is not so easy to die in the line of duty, but often ends up living a life worse than death.

　Rather than killing hunters, most evil demons would rather capture them alive for the pleasure of extracting their magic power; or they might want to sell them as slaves or prostitutes, or even capture exorcists as living experimental subjects. There are all kinds of horrific reasons.

　Since they are in this line of work, most people have some psychological awareness of death.

　However, there are too many things in this world that are more terrifying than death.

　Four days after the cruise ship explosion.

　Italy, Rome, southern part.

　This is a warehouse in the suburbs.

　“Let me go! Let me go!!”

　Caterina Ferrari, the young female demon hunter who has been highly anticipated by the industry recently, is now collapsed on the floor of the warehouse in a miserable state.

　A year ago, she graduated from university, left her hometown with a useless diploma and came to the big city of Rome, got a private detective license, and started her own exorcism business.

　In one year, she completed several difficult practical commissions and even met someone she liked. She gained a lot of confidence and was full of expectations for the future.

　But yesterday, Catalina made a fatal mistake at work.

　The special ability that she was proud of was completely blocked.

　Since childhood, Katarina's left eye has possessed the power of "evil vision." It's a curse that's been passed down throughout the Mediterranean and the Middle East since ancient times. Anyone caught in her intense gaze will instantly become paralyzed, acutely ill, or even die if they lack sufficient magical power to defend themselves.

　This is not Medusa. It's not like you can be safe if you "don't look at her". If she hides and peeks at you, you will still be affected. It's actually very scary.

　In other words, as long as she couldn't open her eyes, this ability was meaningless.

　Tonight, she sneaked into a warehouse on the outskirts of Rome to investigate the illegal dealings between an Italian politician and the mafia, but was immediately attacked with powerful tear gas.

　Unable to endure the excruciating pain in her eye membranes, tears continued to flow, and she was unable to open her evil eye. Although she concentrated her magical power and fought back desperately, she was still easily captured by the minions.

　It was obvious that these villains had known Catalina was coming. To completely negate her advantage, they had taken countermeasures in advance, preparing gas masks that could be put on immediately, or applying a special magical antidote to the face to make the tear gas ineffective.

　At this moment, Catalina's proud evil eye was tightly covered by a leather eye mask, her limbs were tied and restrained, and she was exposed in an indecent posture in front of the smiling congressmen.

　Her breasts were actually quite full. Furthermore, the villain's leader had sprayed her with an aphrodisiac that made her three hundred times more sensitive. How terrifying!

　"Little girl, you're still too young to catch me. I can only say that your spirit is commendable."

　Antonio De Luca, the greasy, middle-aged congressman, smiled and approached the young witcher.

　A moment later, a fishy odor and a nauseating feeling crawling across her cheeks made Katarina scream in fear. Because of her three hundred times higher sensitivity, even with her eyes completely covered, she could still realize that she was being licked on the face by the greasy middle-aged councilman!

　"No, no!!"

　Unfortunately, no one here cared about her screams. At most, it would just make the councillors more excited.

　"How do you feel, Mr. Luca?"

　Gangster

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　The department approached the councillor and laughed evilly.

　"Although it's just a small gift, it will ensure the safe entry of our goods into the city, right?"

　"Of course, of course. I'll give you access to a few tunnels that are still in use. You can bring in medicine and weapons as you please."

　The congressman reached out and stroked Catalina's cheek, laughing evilly along with the gang leader.

　Hearing these people's conversation, no matter how blinded or foolish Katarina was, she immediately understood that she must have been planned in advance. Otherwise, how could her advantage be so completely eliminated, and she could not even put up any decent resistance before being captured?

　Intelligence, manpower, resources, various arrangements or means of breaking traps in advance, this is probably the biggest difference between organized professional exorcists and unorganized individual exorcists.

　What will become of her next?

　The disgusting and nasty hairy hands were ██ his body, but he was tied up tightly and couldn't move.

　The girl was so frightened that her hair stood on end, she was shaking all over and almost vomited.

　"It's nothing, don't be so scared. I love making the pure girl feel comfortable too."

　The councilman, sensing the exorcist's fear, clapped his hands with a sinister smile. The secretary behind him immediately brought over a large box. The box, roughly the same size as the coffin, continued to vibrate slightly, making a gurgling sound.

　"Huh...what!? What's that sound?!"

　The terrifying premonition made Katarina's scream even more shrill.

　"Nothing, just my ██."

　The councillor laughed again.

　"A demon-transformed creature, its █ ...

　"No... No! Don't touch me! Don't come over here! Don't come over here!"

　Who wouldn't be terrified after hearing that? The exorcist, who had previously steeled his courage, finally let out a desperate wail, his voice distorted by the fear of the impending torture.

　She volunteered to be an exorcist, knowing that she might die.

　But she never thought that after less than a year of opening, she would be begging for death and even being toyed with like this!

　Maybe she should confess her love to the person she likes earlier and leave some happy memories with him?

　The fact that she felt such regret meant that she had no idea that there were many things in this world that were more terrifying than dying with regrets.

　Little did she know that in this world filled with strange and dark technologies, there were countless ways for her to die without even having the chance to die as a human.

　Is it true that she is unable to resist and can only be subjected to this horrible, disgusting, and even filthy ██?

　Will she be completely transformed and transformed here by the evil creature, be █ ...

　Oh God, are you still sleeping?!

　"boom--"

　It's too late, it's faster than that!

　Amidst the sound of thunder, the lid of the water tank suddenly exploded and was kicked away by the huge force, with wood chips flying everywhere!

　At the same time, a figure jumped out of the box, wrapped in pale clothes, like a ghost returning from hell!

　His eyes were as sharp as knives, like a god opening his eyes to kill someone, and lightning flashed in all directions.

　A terrifying murderous aura erupted from his body. Before the surrounding gangsters could react, he leaped high into the air, swift as lightning, his body spinning in the air like a hurricane. With a flick of his ten fingers, he instantly launched ten bolts of lightning in all directions!

　"what!?"

　The lightning blade killed the enemy from a distance, hitting the gangster's forehead and exploding!

　“Ah huh!?”

　A powerful electric current penetrated the head of the chupacabra raised by the gangsters, causing it to explode!

　“Ahhhh!?”

　The heads of the congressman's bodyguards and his secretaries standing around him flew up like champagne bottle caps! Exploding!

　In the blink of an eye, ten deaths were scattered throughout the warehouse. Ten heads exploded like watermelons, blood and brain matter splattering everywhere! What a gruesome sight!

　Only four people survived this hellish slaughterhouse.

　A bound female exorcist, a dazed congressman confused as to what was happening, and a gang leader equally unable to keep up with the sudden change in the situation. And finally, of course, there's "Rep Zhenren," who, despite being covered in slime, manages to land on one foot on the edge of a water tank and remain standing – what a stunning display of kung fu!

　"Good evening, everyone."

　Qi Xing clasped his hands together and bowed slowly in front of his chest.

　"I wake up."

　Faced with this overly solemn and calm greeting, the surviving gang leader finally reacted and screamed, "Lei, Leipuxia?! Why is Leipuxia here?! Weren't you in Japan a few days ago?!"

　Wow? You knew I was in Japan just two days ago?

　The Italian mafia these days are very well-informed about the dark world.

　Qi Xing did not miss this anomaly.

　"Rip Man" is a common name for him in the Western supernatural community.

　Although the Global Occult Council bestowed upon Qi Xing the title of "Rei Pu Zhenren," most foreigners had no idea what "Zhenren" was, not even that it was a special term.

　So just like they would a superhero, they simply called him - [Rip Man]!

　All over the world, people who are involved in the dark world have heard his legend in recent years.

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　It is said that as long as you abuse your power, collude with evil spirits, and harm and plunder innocent people to satisfy your dark desires, "Rip Man" will come after you.