All Gods: I am a master of all professions, who dares to oppose me?

Do you like playing games with the lights off?

Fang Chang smiled dismissively, and with a flick of his right hand, a high-powered light appeared in his hand!

These were the same lighting devices that Xiao Hei and his friends had used in the Amazon rainforest!

Don't ask why it's in Fangzai's warehouse, it just accidentally fell in by itself!

Could it be that my uncle stole it?!

"Snapped!"

The moment the button was pressed, Jamie felt as if he were seeing the sun...

The bright lights illuminated the entire living room. Whether Mary Shaw was afraid or not was unknown, but the four people downstairs staring at each other were certainly not afraid.

Thanks to Fangzai's actions, the fear in the eyes of the four people dissipated somewhat.

The black mist paused abruptly, seemingly caught off guard by this move.

The next instant, the black mist inside the house surged violently, gradually forming the shape of a small hurricane, which howled and swept towards Fang Chang!

"To avenge Billy..."

The hurricane was invisible and intangible, without causing a ripple, like a three-dimensional image, but the intense suffocating feeling still made the four people in the living room unable to breathe!

As the hurricane swept towards Fang Chang, a shiny wooden arm suddenly shot out, heading straight for Fang Chang's face!

"Has it been polished to a patina?" Fang Chang looked disgusted. "How unrefined!"

Facing the arm hurtling straight at his face, Fang Chang did not underestimate it. He enveloped his fist with magic power and threw a punch that roared like a cannon!

The two fists collided, a shockwave exploded, and black mist suddenly burst forth as the man and the evil spirit fought!

"Crash-"

The two were locked in a stalemate for a brief moment, and then, the wooden arm exploded like fireworks!

"Phew—" Fang Chang took a deep breath. Although the fighting style of this evil spirit was a bit off, at least it was resolved.

Wait, is it really resolved?

“If this hand represents one of Mary Shaw’s dolls…” Fang Chang’s expression gradually became serious.

That means that after this, there are more than a hundred puppets waiting in line to gang up on Fang Chang!

Fang Chang's expression twisted slightly; the intensity of this plot was quite different from what he had previously guessed!

"oops……"

“Shirley…”

"He's dead too..."

"It's my turn..."

Sure enough, the black mist gathered again, turning into a black ball, and smashed fiercely towards Fang Chang!

"It's either a fist or a ball, this doesn't look like an evil spirit at all!" Fang Chang cursed under his breath, dodging the powerful blow.

However, in a one-on-one situation, Fang Chang is indeed not afraid of these blockheads!

Fang Chang took a few steps forward, used the corridor wall for leverage, leaped high into the air, and then, like a silver river hanging upside down, chopped down with one leg!

Before my legs even arrived, the gust of wind had already hit me!

The fierce kick, carrying Fang Chang's powerful magic, caused the black mist to slightly disperse, demonstrating the immense force of the kick!

"Crack!!"

The black mist, which was clearly intangible, was faintly cracking!

"what--"

The black mist dissipated again, and several pieces of doll fragments fell from the sky, scattering all over the ground with a clatter!

"Come on, again!" Fang Chang twisted his neck and looked at the black mist with disdain.

After swiftly and decisively eliminating another puppet, the black mist paused, a hint of retreat creeping into its mind.

A few seconds later, the black mist gradually disappeared, vanishing into every tiny, shadowy corner of the house.

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The four people in the living room finally breathed a sigh of relief; they had survived.

"I might need to change rooms," Fang Chang said, pointing to his room door, trying to ease the tense atmosphere from what had just happened.

"No...no problem!" The old man hesitated for a moment, then quickly replied.

For decades, Mary Shaw has been like a huge shadow hanging over this small town.

The name Mary Shaw bears witness to the town's fall from its glorious peak—countless bizarre deaths and countless horror stories took root and flourished here, finding their most tangible form in reality.

The old man went from being ignorant and naive in his childhood to being extremely secretive and reserved in his old age.

As the owner of the only funeral home in town, he spent his entire life dealing directly and indirectly with Mary Shaw.

As a child, he witnessed Mary Shaw's corpse, which resembled a doll; as an adult, he frequently received and handled the bodies of victims in doll-murder cases.

All of this gave the old man the feeling that Mary Shaw was invincible, an endless shadow of death.

The shadow that had shrouded his entire life until today was easily torn apart by this young man before him!

What to do if an evil spirit comes to your door? Throw it out! What if it still refuses to leave? Kick it out!

The old man began to wonder if it was because his faith was not devout enough that this shadow had lingered over him for so many years.

"Dr. Fang, I have a question!" Jamie frowned, as if something was bothering him.

Fang Chang's expression remained calm, but he couldn't help but become wary, fearing that this fellow would say something foolish again. "What question?"

“It’s… what you just did!” Jamie said, awkwardly mimicking the square chief’s previous movements a few times.

"How could those few moves drive away the evil spirit? I could do that too."

After listening to Jamie's speech, Fang Chang was immediately filled with respect. This guy has such a thick skin, no wonder he can be the male lead!

After thinking for a moment, Fang Chang replied, "Actually, do you think there's a possibility that we're somewhat different?"

"What's different?" Jamie clearly hadn't experienced the influence of Douyin (TikTok) and completely missed the cheesy joke Fang Chang had just thrown out.

Fang Chang tilted his head slightly, as if gazing at some unknown distant place, and said in a low voice:

"I have a belief in my heart that makes me fearless of these strange things!"

"What is it?" Lisa couldn't help but ask. Although Fang Chang looked a bit like a charlatan, charlatans who can exorcise demons are all good priests, and foreign doctors are all good exorcists!

Fang Chang glanced at the group and shook his head helplessly. "You can't understand it. It's not your fault; it's just your upbringing."

After Fang Chang finished speaking, he sighed softly and returned to the room without a door.

It's not that Fangzai doesn't want to keep being cheeky, but he's worried that Jamie might ask some difficult questions, and it would be such a pity if his image as a wise man collapsed!

After Fang Chang left, the living room fell silent for a moment. The old man helped his trembling wife back to their room. The events of the evening had shaken his values.

A dozen kilometers away, in Jamie's old family house, the blonde woman frowned, her beautiful brows furrowed, her worldview somewhat shaken.

Scientific and materialistic values ​​will waver when faced with incomprehensible mysteries. Similarly, a worldview based on the bizarre will waver when confronted with even more incomprehensible mysteries.

This is the first time since its birth that it has encountered a human who could harm it.

Decades of wanton slaughter had made Mary Shaw realize long ago that there was no such thing as a god in this world.

If so, why would one allow oneself to continue committing evil?

Or perhaps, the so-called "god" is simply not a benevolent being at all...