Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 640 - Good Friday

Chapter 640: Good Friday Chapter 640: Good Friday It was the same room.

Father Tony and Tom both had their eyes tightly closed.

Tom’s head rested on Father Tony’s chest, while Presen lay under Father Tony’s crotch, his chin resting on Father Tony’s belly.

The scene was extremely embarrassing.

After a while.

Suddenly…

The three of them trembled violently and opened their eyes.

...

Then, it became even more embarrassing.

“Fuck!”

Tom looked at Presen’s ugly, lewd, and dark face, only ten centimeters from his own, and felt utterly disgusted.

“Get the hell away!”

Tom immediately burst out cursing, “Fuck! Get the fuck away from me.”

Presen quickly got up and said, “I didn’t mean to do it, Lord Tom!”

Meanwhile, Father Tony struggled and roared, “Hurry up and let us go, these damn handcuffs, God! When have I ever suffered like this at my age.”

Presen, with a look of abjection, fawningly said to the two, “Just a moment, my lords, I’ll unlock you right now.”

While saying this, he frantically searched himself, then turned and ran towards the robe that had been thrown on the ground earlier.

“Found it.”

Presen, holding a bunch of keys, didn’t dare to delay any longer and hastily unlocked Father Tony and Tom.

Now.

He had been thoroughly brainwashed by Du Wei, marked with nothing but loyalty in the depths of his soul.

Consequently, his attitude towards Du Wei’s good brothers made a complete one hundred eighty-degree turn.

Fighting them was out of the question.

After Father Tony and Tom regained their freedom, they both looked somewhat resentful.

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“This fucking Voodoo Cult.”

“Just looking at it makes me sick.”

The two began with swear words as soon as they spoke.

Presen then said with a smile, “Yes, yes, you’re right, my lords, the Voodoo Cult is a bunch of idiots, utterly disgusting. I feel like puking every day.”

Tom snorted coldly and said, “Fuck off, don’t give me that crap here. Hurry up and trick a hunter into coming in, I want to put them all into a dream and have my good brother brainwash them.”

Presen said with difficulty, “But those hunters are all in the central area of the Voodoo Cult, guarding the Everlasting Flower. With my authority, unless there’s a major crisis in the Voodoo Cult or the beginning of a sacrifice, there’s no way to see them.”

Tom said matter-of-factly, “Then create some crisis. Didn’t you hear what my good brother said? If he wants the Voodoo Cult dead, we’ll do it to the letter, you got that?”

Presen asked, puzzled, “But how do we do that?”

Next to him, Father Tony said with disgust, “What else can we do? Poison them, drug them, whatever it takes. In short, we need to create chaos, and then we take the opportunity to take Skull Head away.”

Presen pondered and said, “The Chief of the Demons, ah… Skull Head, it’s always with the Everlasting Flower. No matter what we plan to do, we have to go to the central area.”

Tom snorted coldly and said, “No shit, we obviously know we have to go there, but once we do, with so many hunters around, how am I supposed to get all of them into a dream?”

“Besides, my good brother said that the flower and Skull Head can affect his power.”

Presen asked subconsciously, “So, what do you suggest?”

Tom said smugly, “My suggestion is simple: either we trick those hunters over here, one by one, for brainwashing, or we create chaos to distract the hunters.”

“Anyway, that’s the situation. My good brother said his Demon Spirit minions are always on me, they can keep us safe.”

“You can go ahead and do it with confidence!”

Tom’s words shocked Presen.

The Voodoo Cult isn’t just any simple religious organization, taking rash actions here really could lead to people dying.

But in a sense.

Tom’s words weren’t wrong either.

The more brutal and straightforward the method, the more likely it is to yield unexpected results, because those who abide by the rules and love to scheme will be completely thrown off by your unreasonable actions.

So.

Presen gritted his teeth and said flatly, “I actually do have an idea.”

Tom asked, “Spill it.”

Father Tony was all ears too, curious about what the old GAY could come up with.

Presen said with a sly smile, “Lord Tony has already mentioned, we can drug them, or we can poison them, I can get someone to bring some poison, kill them all, then, during the chaos, we go to the confinement shack and release everything inside.”

“The hunters will definitely go berserk.”

Father Tony frowned and said, “The confinement shack, I’ve heard about it while I was at the church, that’s where the mediums of Evil Spirits are kept, right?”

As a priest.

He didn’t like such actions, because if the mediums of Evil Spirits were triggered, chaos would ensue with many people dying.

Presen nodded at him, “Yes, the mediums of Evil Spirits imprisoned by the Voodoo Cult over thousands of years are all inside, and now that confinement shack has been abandoned because it’s always on the verge of erupting.”

Tom, stroking his chin, said, “This plan sounds good, but if we release those ghostly things, won’t we be targeted by the Evil Spirits as well?”

Presen replied, “That’s true, but Lord Tom, you can bring others into the master’s dream, we might as well have more colleagues go meet their demise.”

Tom narrowed his eyes and smiled at him, “I think it’s feasible.”

Father Tony however said, “But the risk of doing so is too great, there must be at least a few hundred Evil Spirits in the confinement shack, and once they break out, many will die.”

Quietly, Presen whispered aside, “The people nearby are all from the Voodoo Cult, lots of old gays.”

Father Tony’s expression drastically changed, and he stated emphatically, “Alright, there’s absolutely no risk with this plan, it’s decided!”

Upon hearing this, Presen hurriedly added, “Then shall I go have the poison prepared?”

Tom, however, spoke darkly, “You preparing poison will take too long, and the Voodoo Cult is no good thing, I don’t believe you don’t have any in stock.”

Presen replied looking wronged, “Lord Tom, I have many medicines at home, but they are all for enhancing a man’s abilities, surely we can’t feed them those?”

Tom waved his hand and said, “I think it’s okay! After the Evil Spirits cause havoc, they’re all going to die anyway, all we need is chaos, nothing else.”

Presen’s eyes bulged.

Is this what you call chaos?

It’s debauchery…

However, inherently cunning, once Presen thought about that scenario, he felt a rush of heat throughout his body.

After all, it was an order from the master’s brother.

He just had to do it.

And it wouldn’t affect the plan’s progress.

Presen rummaged through the house and found a large stash of medicines, then he sneaked out.

As a High Priest, he had a lot of leeway in the Voodoo Cult.

As for Tom and Father Tony.

The two exchanged glances after watching him leave.

Father Tony spoke first, “Are you planning to double-cross him?”

Tom said with a sneer, “Of course, all I need to do is tell him to look into my eyes one more time, and he’ll lose his will, making him the perfect candidate to open the confinement shack.”

Father Tony then asked, “But we’re still going to need some help, otherwise, we might not get close to the Everlasting Flower.”

Tom said with an ominous smile, “Don’t worry, Du Wei will provide us with support, I don’t trust the Voodoo Cult people, I only trust him.”