Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Slash! Slash! Slash!

~Ahhhhh!!!!~~~~

The screams, curses and fears of the creature never left the confined space as Dorian began his beat... Erh-erm... his Exorcism.

Very quickly, he did countless hand symbols, chanted several words and quickly slashed his opponent severally, turning the beast into disappearing dust particles.

The fear that enveloped the creature now was so great that its entire body began trembling vigorously while looking at Dorian as if he was the monster instead.

The poor demon began shifting backwards until it hit the sides of the confinement cube it was in.

Its already ugly face turned uglier the more it cried blackish blood.

And while holding its face and waving its hands about in fear, the heavy sounds of its breathing echoed out as if it were out of breath.

It was choking not only because it lacked moonlight essence but because of Dorian's strong aura as well.

Regret. It regretted that it had met such a foe so young in its life.

300-and-something years was too young for a demon.

Others were a thousand years, ten thousand years and even millennia-old demons. So why did it have to die so young?

Its body was already disappearing into nothingness from the intense pain of the holy attack. But it was still unwilling to die like this.

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"Please... Please. Spare me. If you do, I promise to go back to the underworld and never come back again. So spare..."

Slash!

Dorian didn't even give it time to finish its words, as if delivering the last finishing blow to the demon.

"~Ahhhh~~"

Everyone in the room could now hear the creature's cries as Dorian calmly withdrew the formation.

Unlike the other formations, this one had to be maintained by himself.

That's why he only set up the formation during the last few minutes of the Demon's life when it was getting desperate for survival.

If other exorcists saw this, they would undoubtedly open their mouths wide in shock and awe when looking at Dorian.

You have to know that most times, those maintaining Formations couldn't get distracted. Hence there would always be another cultivator protecting them.

It was possible to maintain and fight simultaneously, but only the arrest and rarest of talents with a strong soul force, a steady mind and a solid cultivation level could do so.

But Dorian was still a weak chicken, so how could he do this?

Dorian frowned.

'It looks like I've drained too much energy this time.' He thought while feeling the changes within him.

Luckily, he had flipped the coin at the right time and not at the very start of their battle, or else he would be the one who perished tonight.

The battle looked short and straightforward, but it was actually a brutal one.

The creature's every move was ruthless and meant to take him out at a single hit.

If he didn't play on the creature's intelligence while conserving his energy and acting worn out, there would've been no way to kill the demon.

They might've had to fight all night and day long until they died.

The creature kept replenishing its energy from the Bloodmoon light essence. So it would've been him that died in the end.

Thanks to his quick thinking, the moment he reached the Gia estate and got a sense of what they were dealing with, he began carving symbols on the golden coin while in the vehicle.

It took a bit of his energy to carve it, but while passing through the many security systems in place, he had continued cultivating and steadying himself for what was to come.

These particular rune symbols he carved on the coin were unique and a little burdensome from the rest he had set up before.

Nonetheless, it was thanks to its use that the battle was won.

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~Ahhhhh!!~

Everyone shivered while listening to the dreadful sounds of the dying demon.

The colour of their faces turned ashen with fear when the chandeliers and other items around the room began trembling and shaking with the demon's dying howl.

A strong gust of wind invaded the space, and the lights that had longed turned off started blinking again chaotically.

Blink. Blink.

Damn it. Damn it. Damn it.

Several people placed their hands above their heads in alarm while looking around for any potential attacks from heaven knows where.

The winds were so strong that their hairs blew around their squinted expressions, making them look awfully panicked.

For others, they hugged themselves or shielded others vigilantly instead.

As they say: once beaten, twice shy.

They had learnt their lesson the first time and knew that such bizarre blinking noises could mean that another evil feign might pop out any moment from now.

But just when they thought something unexpected would happen, the fierce winds and the shaking noises of the chandeliers stopped altogether.

Everyone, who had long expected something to happen, couldn't help looking around in a daze.

Eh?...

Can anyone tell them what this meant? Was this a good or bad thing?

~Woosh!

A massive blue fire suddenly engulfed the room, giving everyone a jump scare.

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They jumped right out of their shoes in terror, only to find that these blue flames seemed to have a mind of their own, as they targeted the remaining Morbid demons instead.

~Pff...

The flames pierced through all hearts of the remaining Morbid demons, instantly erradicating their existences forever.

The Holy power of the flames first took care of their hearts before fully engulfing their entire bodies.

And right before everyone's eyes, the demons began fading away as the flames turned smaller and smaller... until they finally extinguished themselves.

This time, it was the cries of the pained Morbid demons that bellowed out.

"Grawwwww!~~~."

Everyone stared at the scene, not daring to take their eyes off the horrid but satisfying images before them.

They had no pity for these demons because if the situation were reversed, it would be them who ended up screaming while chewed raw by these demons.

Thus, they watched the demons fade into disappearing ashes with a satisfied look on their faces.

Good.

~Drrrr~

Magically, the pinkish formation around them began fading away.

And in the end, the only ones left in the room were themselves and their brave heroes!

Is it over?