Li Dan suddenly felt a flicker of conscience. Art could still be full of surprises.
Was I too hard on him?
But when Sophie staggered back, that thought was instantly thrown to the back of his mind.
Li Dan took the medicine and checked it. It really was medication for mental illness.
Oh? There was even medicine for photosensitivity. This was good—give her this.
"Art, pry open her mouth."
Li Dan looked at the Evil Spirit's pitch-black form and did not dare reach in carelessly. It would be bad if his hand got bitten off.
Art stretched out his hand and fumbled around, trembling. He did find her mouth in the end, but the Evil Spirit bit off his hand along with his wrist.
"Wuwuwu."
Art held up his severed hand, blood spraying from the stump, and kept whimpering. His expression seemed to say:
My hand, my hand!
"So what if it's broken? Just attach it again."
Li Dan pushed Art aside, poured all the medicine into the Evil Spirit's mouth, and had Bat Person cover her mouth.
The Evil Spirit, who had been briefly dazed, immediately went berserk.
She blasted Bat Person off her body and began darting wildly around the room, as though she were about to mutate.
Seeing this, Li Dan silently pulled Art in front of himself.
At the same time, a Ghost Card appeared in his hand.
"Evil Spirit Diana detected." "Status: About to shed skin."
Li Dan frowned at the status. What did it mean that she was shedding skin after taking two pills?
Wasn't Diana supposed to be the Evil Spirit?
Unless this flesh was about to become unusable.
"Fuck, Bat Person, hold her down!"
Bat Person received the order, and the Bat Wings on his back spread open, filling the entire basement.
Sophie fainted from fright at the sight.
Li Dan had Art carry this delirious old woman upstairs first, then released Evil Spirit Wendigo to compress the Evil Spirit's range of movement as much as possible.
"Right, Art, don't forget your hand."
Li Dan did not forget to pick up the severed hand and stuff it into Art's arms.
In the living room upstairs.
Everyone trembled in fear, especially Rebecca's boyfriend, Brett. After being scratched by the Evil Spirit, he seemed to have developed a high fever.
Combined with the commotion in the basement, it sounded like World War II was being fought down there.
Anyone would have been scared in this situation.
Little Martin wanted to gather his courage and go downstairs, but the basement door seemed magnetically sealed. There was no way a child like him could open it.
"Woo-woo, woo-woo."
The long blare of police sirens was especially conspicuous in the neighborhood.
Two police officers got out of the car.
The Black officer stomped on the ground uncertainly.
"Milan, did it feel like there was an earthquake just now?"
The white policewoman rolled her eyes at him.
"I think you've had too much to drink. Go deal with the caller's situation first."
The Black officer thought that made sense. After casually asking someone for directions, he arrived at the address and knocked on the door.
The door opened.
A little boy stood there.
The policewoman bent down slightly and asked him.
"Hey, where are your family members? Why are you here alone?"
Martin pointed inside.
"They're hurt inside. The exorcist is fighting a demon in the basement."
The policewoman and the Black officer exchanged a glance. They figured the boy watched too much television—he was talking about exorcists and demons.
The caller had reported a mentally unstable woman.
Out of caution, the two still drew their guns. There was no helping it; in this chaotic country, american police had far too high a death rate while on duty.
Some people looked completely harmless, only to pull out a gun and start shooting the next second.
Experienced old officers would draw their weapons immediately.
Led by Little Martin.
The two officers entered the house.
Their pistols were equipped with lights, allowing them to barely make out the situation in the living room.
A severely injured man lay in a woman's arms.
An unconscious old woman was also lying on the floor.
And in a dark corner stood a man dressed as a clown, seemingly piecing something together.
"Hey, hands up!"
The Black officer naturally assumed that this ridiculous-looking clown was the culprit, especially since he was covered in blood.
The policewoman did not understand what was going on, but upon hearing her partner's warning, she instinctively raised her pistol at the clown in the corner.
"Clack."
Art looked at the severed hand that had fallen to the floor, then slowly turned around and stared darkly at the two officers.
Rebecca hurriedly spoke up.
"No, the clown is innocent. He's the exorcist's helper. The real lunatic is in the basement."
As if responding to Rebecca's explanation.
A strange cry came from the basement, drawing the attention of the two officers.
They had no choice but to carefully approach the basement to investigate.
"Click."
The door suddenly opened from the inside.
Following the usual routine, the two officers should have been dragged into the basement and killed by now.
But Li Dan walked out.
The two highly tense officers aimed their guns at Li Dan. Yet there was no panic on his face as he faced their warnings.
Just as the Black officer was loudly yelling, he suddenly noticed a pair of black claws on the doorframe in the darkness behind Li Dan. They definitely were not human.
"Milan, on the doorframe!"
Milan looked up. "There's nothing there."
The Black officer was certain he was not seeing things.
"That's impossible."
"If you want to know, why not go in and see for yourselves?"
Li Dan ignored the dark gun barrels. After Fusion with Immortal Body, even a weakened version, handguns could not do him much harm.
Unless someone fired a rocket launcher at him and left him no chance to recover, he could heal from anything.
Of course, there were still limits. It consumed stamina and his own energy. Bat Person's Immortal Body was fundamentally different from Jason's and the others'.
The two officers exchanged a glance. They were not reckless enough to actually rush inside and look.
Li Dan walked over to Rebecca and comforted her.
"Your mother is fine. She just fainted from fright. I'll be taking Diana with me, and Brett will be fine."
Rebecca still could not believe it.
"Is everything really okay now?"
"It's fine. I have something else to do, so I'll be leaving first." Li Dan rubbed Little Martin's head again and walked out the front door.
Under everyone's watchful eyes.
In the glow of the police car's lights outside, they could vaguely see a black figure intermittently following Li Dan as he slowly disappeared into the distance.
Now that he had contained the Evil Spirit, Li Dan was not going to stay any longer. Was he supposed to remain for dinner?
Forget it. There was no need to make things overly sentimental.
But it really had been close.
This Evil Spirit was exceptionally cunning. She had actually pretended to be dead to trick them into giving her medicine. The flesh was the key to the seal, and the one trapped inside was Diana's true form.
If the Evil Spirit had truly escaped the flesh.
Li Dan figured her first target would have been him, or Sophie and Rebecca on the floor.
It was somewhat like Painted Skin, except this was even more sinister.
The Evil Spirit had been born through a believer's flesh and killed Rebecca's father and employees.
But in the end, she had become trapped by that same flesh.
A Ghost Card appeared in Li Dan's hand. Against its pitch-black background stood a doorframe, and a black Evil Spirit could vaguely be seen lurking in the darkness beyond it.
PS: The next chapter is under review and can only be released tomorrow.
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