The exorcism began in America.-Chapter 316: Died One Month Ago

Looking at that almost distorted, bizarre smile, Legley's body suddenly trembled for no apparent reason.

A sense of fear she had never experienced before instantly enveloped her heart.

Legley's body slowly retreated toward the door, but her face forced a grin as she asked, "Dear, what... what did you say?"

"Truth or dare?" the man crawled out of bed and slowly approached.

"I... I..." Legley had never thought that this childish game could bring her this unknown feeling of fear. For a moment, she was so panicked that she could barely organize her words.

"Choose, truth... or dare?"

The man's body suddenly appeared in front of Legley. Under this extreme pressure, her legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor.

"Dear..."

"Hurry up and choose..." The ear-piercing voice, like a howl, tunneled into Legley's brain, causing her immense pain as she covered her ears.

"Truth! Truth..."

After her hysterical response, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

The man in front of Legley still wore that bizarre smile, its curve now even wider.

"Please tell me... how many people have you had deep conversations with in bed?"

If someone else had asked her this question in another situation, Legley would certainly have slapped them across the face. But obviously, she no longer had the courage to do so now!

Legley huddled up and glanced at the bizarre man in front of her, while frantically searching through her memories. However, clearly, her brain capacity had not retained all of those indecent memories.

"There are... There are..."

She hesitated for a long time and, in the end, could only tentatively report a possible number.

"Maybe... two hundred?"

But immediately she shook her head. "No, that's not right! It seems to be over four hundred?"

Legley nervously watched the suddenly bizarre man in front of her, waiting for his judgment.

"I'm sorry, the number is wrong!"

The man's voice made Legley's eyes widen in an instant, that terrified emotion nearly bursting through her pupils.

"No~"

"Hey~ dear! What about two hundred, four hundred? What are you talking about?"

The man, woken by the noise, looked at the beauty sitting collapsed on the ground, somewhat puzzled. She seemed to be talking to someone!

The man looked around but didn't notice anything special.

But just as he turned his head, ready to pull Legley up from the ground, she suddenly revealed an extremely strange smile. He had never imagined that someone's smile could stretch their cheeks to such an exaggerated angle. It was as though a pair of invisible hands were pulling up the sides of her face.

"Hey~ where are you going?"

Looking at the woman with the bizarre smile standing up on her own, the man suddenly had a bad feeling.

He tried to grab her hand but was yanked with such force that he fell to the ground.

"No... Don't!"

Watching her walk toward the open window, the man ignored the pain in his body.

He scrambled toward Legley in a combined roll and crawl.

Unfortunately, he was just a step too slow.

His hand was a finger's breadth away from those long, beautiful legs.

Watching that beautiful figure disappear through the window, the man didn't even have the courage to step forward and check.

It was a height of fifteen stories, with almost no protrusions on the wall. Survival from such a height was simply impossible.

"Fuck! Why? What in the world is happening?"

The man, naked, collapsed on the floor. His mind had become a complete mess.

"Truth or dare?"

Ariel, the receptionist at the Orlando branch of the Exorcism Agency, stared in horror at the three figures in front of her.

"You all got involved?"

Monte and his companions looked back, confused by her horrified expression, but eventually, they nodded.

"That's right, there were eight of us, and one of my friends has already died."

"Poor fellow!"

When Ariel heard this response, she looked at the people in front of her with a sudden pity.

"Wait here, I'll go and report this higher up!"

Watching the receptionist hurry off, Monte and the others exchanged uneasy glances.

"So... is this a good thing?" Pietro asked the two beside him, puzzled.

"I don't think so..."

Monte's expression turned particularly grim as he took in the receptionist's reaction. He hadn't expected Pietro's guess to be true. And more crucially, the people at the Exorcism Agency obviously knew about the game!

"Isn't that a good thing? At least we should be saved now! Why do you look so upset?" Pietro looked at Monte, puzzled.

Camille, standing to the side, also understood the reason, and his expression instantly turned grim. "They know, sure, but that damned game is still going on—isn't that obvious?!"

"Uh..."

Pietro's face stiffened as his hope shattered in an instant.

As the three of them grew increasingly restless, the reception room door was suddenly pushed open.

"Gentlemen, we meet again!"

The newcomer was one of the twin Exorcists who had performed the exorcism for Daster a few days prior.

As the one who first made contact, Monte stood up to greet her.

"Hello, Ms.!"

"Just call me Jennifer. By the way, weren't there four of you? Where's the one we saved from the Evil Spirit?" Jennifer asked casually as she nodded, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

"Uh... he's dead!"

Jennifer's hand paused slightly as she held her pen.

"Because of that game? Truth or dare?"

"Yes!"

"Who suggested playing this game?"

"Sam, my friend!" Pietro answered from the side.

"Sam?" Jennifer's cool voice carried a hint of surprise.

She then began searching through some files beside her.

After a moment, she handed a clear photograph to the three men.

"Take a look! Is this him?"

Looking at the familiar face in the photo, Pietro couldn't quite believe what he was seeing.

"It's him, Sam! Was he killed by that game today as well?"

Upon seeing them nod in confirmation, Jennifer's brow furrowed slightly.

"Yes... he was killed by that game! But not today~"

"Not today? Could it be last night? That's why we couldn't contact him today..."

"No~" Jennifer shook her head in response to Pietro's words. "He died a month ago!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of Monte and his companions widened in shock.

"That's impossible! Sam was standing right in front of us yesterday. How could he have died a month ago?"