American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

Of course, compared to ordinary means of transportation such as cars, this helicopter still flies very fast.

Under Healy's control, he soon walked out of the city and arrived at the edge of a mountain range.

The whole process only took about an hour.

Erin's eyes widened a little as she looked at the deep mountains and old forests. She could only see lush greenery in the sky, and the horizon was endless. The wind blowing by was like blowing the hair of the woods.

She took a deep breath of fresh air, her heart and lungs felt a little cooler, and her eyes became more alert.

There is no comparison between the comfort of a helicopter and a car.

Erin subconsciously looked to the side.

In her eyes, the reassuring priest had put away the information in his hands.

Yorkist didn't know that the novice nun was peeking, he just narrowed his eyes.

The information provided by Bishop Rovshan revealed another very important piece of information to him.

When the bishops at that time sealed the gate of hell, they also used a sacred object.

That is the blood of Jesus.

The most important thing is that this bottle of unused blood of Jesus was placed in the Santa Carta Monastery by the pope at that time for emergencies...

Yorks shook his head, and couldn't help but think of the old man's kind face. This old man was really connected.

At this point, combined with the currently known information, he had roughly understood the old man's arrangement.

Basically every step has a purpose.

Even Irene, the trainee nun, may have related uses. He thought that its use would most likely be a tool to find a way, allowing him to find the remaining blood of Jesus and seal the gate to hell...

"No wonder, the old man always says this is the Lord's arrangement."

Thinking of this, Yorks subconsciously looked to the side.

at the same time.

Irene did not expect that the priest would suddenly look over. When the two eyes met, she only felt that the already deep eyes became deeper and deeper, and the light of wisdom flowed in them, making people accidentally fall into them.

Realizing this, Erin quickly turned her gaze away, like a frightened rabbit, for fear that others would not know she was peeking.

Yorks smiled, looked away, and took out the map. The only thing the old man didn't know was that he didn't want to seal the gate of hell, but to destroy it in one fell swoop, once and for all.

After taking a few glances at the mountain environment with the map, Yorks already knew that this rolling mountain range was the mountain range where Santa Cata Monastery was located.

"Father York, do you want to continue flying?"

At this moment, Healy, who had a wider field of view than the passenger compartment, seemed to notice something and asked.

"I seemed to see a village."

Yorks looked in the direction indicated by Healy.

With an unobstructed view from high in the sky, he soon discovered the village Healy was talking about.

The houses made of wood and bricks are scattered in twos and twos, and they are very small, only about a few dozen households.

There were some children running around and adults busy feeding chickens and ducks. At this time, they stopped what they were doing and raised their heads to look towards them.

Yorks immediately thought of the Frenchman who was responsible for regularly delivering supplies to the monastery.

This village is probably where the French usually live.

Thinking of this, Yorks already knew that the distance between this place and the monastery might not be very far.

"Keep flying until you find the monastery."

Healy nodded and controlled the helicopter to continue moving forward.

But he couldn't help but ask questions.

"Father Yorks, don't we need to investigate?"

He still doesn't know what to do, the only information he knows is to fight a demon.

Judging from the backpack prepared by the priest, Healy could feel that this demon was not simple.

"unnecessary,"

Yorks shook his head and put away the map, and told Healy and Eileen sitting next to him what to do.

"The only thing we have to do is not to investigate, but to find the monastery and then exorcise a demon entrenched in the monastery."

Healy's eyes lit up slightly, and when he thought of those warheads, he let out a strange scream out of habit.

The speed of the helicopter suddenly increased.

Only Irene silently grasped the strap on her chest, feeling a little nervous.

Yorks glanced at her, then withdrew his gaze, and began to search for the backpack containing the sacred C4 time bomb.

If you want to become a deacon nun in Pluto Church, you will encounter evil head-on one day, so you should just practice in advance.

What he needs is a deacon assistant who can do his job independently, not a burden that requires his help for everything.

When Yorks pulled the sacred bomb with the equivalent of about 6 tons of TNT to his feet, Healy yelled again not long after.

"Father York, is this the Monastery of Santa Carta?"

Yorks raised his eyebrows slightly and looked over.

In the distant mountains and old forests, a castle appears in front of you.

Gothic architectural style, towering spires and exquisite flower windows. There is also a bell tower erected next to the towering main building.

Stretching down, several low and elegant buildings formed a castle complex, covering an extremely large area and completely in line with the identity of the Duke of Santa Carta.

Seeing that this extremely large castle was surrounded by a tall wall and had the same layout as the Santa Cata Monastery in the photo, Yorks responded,

"Fly over and have a look."

"Okay!" Healy nodded and began to control the helicopter to fly quickly toward the castles in the distance.

A buzzing sound resounded in this silent deep mountain forest.

Seeing the distance getting closer, Yorks looked at the sacred bomb at his feet.

"It's up to you, man..."

At the same time, as the distance got closer and closer, the outer perimeter of the castle complex, which was blocked by tall trees, was also reflected in the eyes of the three Yorkists.

There are crosses one after another outside the wall, and behind the crosses there are raised hills one after another.

A dazzling array of items fills the open space outside the wall. There are hundreds or thousands of them, and they are extremely conspicuous.

An inexplicable and serious atmosphere lingered in the helicopter cabin.

"What is this?" Healy asked cautiously for the first time.

Yorks didn't answer, he just stared at the hills below, which numbered hundreds and soon reached thousands, and remained silent.

Thinking of the truth behind this castle complex, Yorks knew who were buried in these hills.

The nuns prayed day and night and guarded the gate of hell. They dared not leave the city all their lives. They were corroded by demons day and night. The nuns died here in obscurity and no one knew about them for hundreds of years.

As if he could imagine the touching scenes, Yorks couldn't help but take a deep breath and suppress the heaviness in his heart.

However, what he didn't know was that Irene next to him looked like she had lost her soul when she saw the hills all over the ground.

"Father Yorks," Healy's tone rarely turned serious.

"What are we going to do next? Do we want to stop here?"

Looking at these hills, Yorks sighed,

"Let's fly to the main building first."

Thanks to Mr. Blackbeard for the tip! The boss is still ruthless!