The exorcism began in America.-Chapter 315: Daster is Dead!

Pietro, having fully witnessed Daster die, felt everything around him permeated by a Bizarre aura. The way Daster had acted just before dying was as if he'd been possessed by an Evil Spirit again.

Right... possession by Evil Spirits!

Thinking of the scene in front of the Orlando branch of the Exorcism Agency the day before yesterday, he hurriedly pulled his girlfriend back.

"Monte... Monte!"

Monte, already heading downstairs, quickened his pace immediately upon hearing the urgent call.

"What happened... Xie Te! What is all this?"

Seeing the somewhat familiar corpse on the ground, Monte, who was on the stairs, instinctively stopped and asked his friend downstairs in horror.

"This... it might be an accident, but it feels more like those things!"

Those things? Monte's pupils shrank upon hearing this, and he couldn't help but reach for the cross on his chest.

But the instant his palm touched his chest, he didn't feel the two familiar objects. Instead, a fine, powdery sensation met his palm.

He looked down and saw unfamiliar pitch-black ash staining his hand.

Fuck! When did this happen?

The Exorcism cross and Guardian Crystal had vanished. Ashes had suddenly appeared on his chest. Even if Monte was a fool, he knew he must have been attacked by a powerful Bizarre entity.

And most crucially, my only two Exorcism artifacts have been silently destroyed. Does this mean the Bizarre entity might have succeeded?

Although I don't feel anything physically wrong right now...

Monte swallowed hard. At this moment, he couldn't spare a thought for Daster's corpse on the first floor.

After all, our relationship was only average, to be honest. Besides, if I don't find a solution soon, I could be the next corpse! So, right now, I must first understand what exactly is happening.

"Pietro, what just happened?"

Monte's question made the panic-stricken Pietro pause. The image of Daster holding up his phone flashed through Pietro's mind. He had a sudden epiphany. A wild, yet possibly true, suspicion formed in his mind.

"It's that... it's that game!" Pietro scrambled frantically to Daster's corpse and pulled the phone from his pocket.

"Game?"

Monte and the grief-stricken Camille both looked at him.

"The game we played yesterday in that abandoned church... Truth or Dare! It followed us back!" Pietro, still panicking, showed them the text message he had just found on the phone.

"How is that possible?"

Monte was skeptical.

A game that kills? Isn't that a bit too abstract? If we took this to the Exorcism Agency, no one would believe us, right?

But he hesitated when he saw the screen of the phone in front of him.

Truth or Dare?

The message, which looked like a prank, stared brazenly back at him. Most importantly, the sender's number was missing from the text message.

"How could there be no number there?" Camille wiped the tears from her face and asked about this strange detail.

"That's the key point right here!" When Pietro saw his girlfriend notice this, he tapped the phone screen. "I didn't pay attention when Daster showed it to me earlier. Thinking back, that damned game must have already started attacking him then! And his strange expression..."

Monte frowned slightly as Pietro grew more agitated, not entirely convinced by his theory. But he didn't mind using this theory to seek help from the Orlando branch of the Exorcism Agency.

At least it won't make the receptionist there think we're just babbling nonsense.

"Okay, now that we know what this Bizarre thing is, let's get out of here, fast!"

"Go? Where to?" Hearing Monte's words, both Camille and Pietro were startled.

"To find a place to save our lives, of course! You don't seriously think this Bizarre game ended after killing Daster, do you?" Monte rushed to his room; he had no intention of staying there any longer.

Watching Monte's retreating back, Pietro and Camille were suddenly alarmed.

"Let's go too! Quick!" Pietro pulled his girlfriend up, and they rushed toward their room.

They quickly regrouped on the first floor of the villa.

But Camille, looking at Daster's corpse, suddenly stopped. "No, we can't just leave Daster here!" As she spoke, she started trying to drag the corpse on the floor.

Pietro saw this and went to help. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Oh, come on! We're trying to escape for our lives..." Watching them waste time, Monte smacked his forehead in frustration, deeply conflicted.

After a moment's hesitation, he finally decided to help.

Any further delay would be even more dangerous!

After shoving Daster's corpse into Pietro's trunk, they immediately headed for the Orlando branch of the Exorcism Agency.

「Meanwhile, on the other side of the city of Orlando.」

Legley, having just woken up in a large, soft bed, stared bewilderedly at the man beside her.

What was this guy's name again?

Legley tried to remember his name for a long moment but came up blank. She rubbed her hair in resignation.

Forget it; it's not like there's a next time!

She glanced disdainfully at the sleeping man's groin and scoffed silently.

It figures. Another loser who wasted all his energy at the gym!

After flipping the man off, she began searching for her underwear. Her search was fruitless, so she casually made a decision.

Weird? Where did I toss them... Forget it, I won't wear any!

Just as Legley was about to put on her clothes, her phone suddenly vibrated twice.

BUZZ. BUZZ.

A text message?

While slipping on her miniskirt, she curiously picked up her phone.

"Truth or Dare?"

Legley stared at the text on her phone in surprise. I wonder which boring person is playing this prank, she thought.

"TCH! Childish game!" She nonchalantly tossed the phone into her small bag and started putting on her only T-shirt.

Probably another guy trying to ask me out, but this approach is way too cliché! Not even as impressive as that innocent Monte from yesterday.

Too bad. I should've just accepted that guy's invitation!

Dressed, Legley glanced irritably at the man on the bed, who looked like a dead pig. A flicker of regret crossed her eyes.

Just then, the man she had thought was sound asleep suddenly opened his eyes.

"Honey, truth or dare?"