There weren't many methods to deal with the evil spirits running rampant inside the human body.
One was an exorcism, while the other was to transfer it to someone else's body.
Young Elijah didn't know how to perform an exorcism, but he was well-versed in the latter.
After all, his adoptive parents had brought many clients who wanted to send such things to their competitors.
As Alexei thrashed wildly, Elijah's face turned utterly pale.
Despite having the natural affinity to control spirits, the body was too tender to bear such aggression.
Blood began to drip from Alexei's ears, nose, and even his tightly closed eyes.
"Brother! Angel Brother! Save Lekshi, please..."
He begged as crimson painted his entire face.
Elijah, hiding in the corner along with a few survivors, watched helplessly as Magnus Harrow continued muttering an ancient spell that would bind all those spirits to Alexei's soul.
