American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

The darkness is bottomless.

Yorkes didn't take it seriously. He took out 40×51mm grenades one after another from the grenade belt hanging on his shoulder and filled them into the wheels of the rotating grenade. Then he inserted the six-round wheel into the slot and reset it.

Click!

After completing this step, Yorks stared at the bottomless darkness below, pulled out a sacred grenade again, and prepared to clear the area.

Until now, no sign of the devil has been seen, and ten grenades have been used without realizing it.

"When channeling, there may be dangers,"

Continuing what he had just finished, Yorks opened the grenade's ring with one hand and threw it inside.

"But as long as I'm here, I can keep you safe."

Hearing the sound of the grenade clashing inside, Yorks took a step back, leaning against the trainee nun who had been following him closely. He looked back at Irene's childish face and smiled gently.

"After all, you are the first nun in my church in Pluto. As your priest, I have the responsibility to protect your safety."

Her words were confident and powerful. Erin looked up at the young priest, and couldn't help but feel filled with a special sense of security.

"Father, I will try."

Healy, who had been in charge of the rear, also came over and smiled in a lively manner.

"Congratulations and welcome to the Church of Pluto."

The old man spoke as if he himself was a member of Pluto's church.

Eileen returned the greeting equally seriously and with a straight face.

"Thanks!"

This kid...

Yorks glanced at Healy who was already smiling, and didn't intend to say anything. He turned back and looked at the stairs extending down in front of him.

boom!

The time was just right, and the sacred grenade below exploded instantly.

The shock wave rushed up from above with gunpowder smoke, hit the ceiling above, and finally turned back and hit the chest of Yorks who bore the brunt.

It's a pity that the shock wave that was offset by more than half was like scratching an itch for York.

Yorks patted his chest, stared at the smoke-filled stairs, and took the lead as usual.

"Let's go."

"Okay, Father."

Erin and Healy followed quickly one after the other.

In the silent space, the sounds of the three people stepping on the steps seemed to be amplified.

Bang bang bang!

When the heart-rending footsteps stopped, the three of them walked to the end with York taking the lead.

The light was dim and everything was blurry, but when Healy lit the beeswax next to him, he could see everything clearly through the dim candlelight.

This place also looks like a stone chamber, but this time the stone chamber is filled with stored supplies, bag after bag, and I don’t know what they contain.

The important thing is that there is an unmoving body in the corner next to these supplies.

Such a deep basement is naturally a natural cold storage, and there is already a thin layer of frost on the body.

Without too much judgment, seeing the black monastic uniform that was different from ordinary monastic uniforms, Yorkist knew that the body belonged to the abbot of this monastery.

He made the next step decisively.

Begin a channeling ritual.

Let Irene break through Varak's shield and find the abbot of Santa Carta.

The closer she is to the corpse, the stronger her perception will become when Irene is channeling, and the corpse and the locator can allow her to accurately enter the point where she should go.

Recalling the psychic circle, Yorks looked at Irene.

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah." Erin nodded seriously.

After hearing this, Yorkist took four sacred grenades, handed them to Healy and gave him instructions.

"Watch the exit."

This is a dead end, there is only one exit, it is actually necessary for people to go up and stare at it, and four grenades are enough for Healy to withstand the impact of the nun corpses. No matter what kind of supernatural being, as long as the physical body it controls is blown up, it can't What to do again.

"Okay, Father."

Healy understood the meaning immediately, took the grenade handed over by the priest, and quickly walked up the stairs.

"I will guard the exit!"

Yorks continued to look at Erin, only to find that she was ready, and her expression conveyed that she was ready to experience what happened.

"Then let's start now."

Yorks smiled and looked at the determined Irene, the magic power in his body was already spreading downwards.

As mentioned before, the corresponding magic circle has various functions, including protection, exorcism, summoning, etc. Naturally, there are also psychic magic circles.

Thinking of Varak's leadership rank, Yorks directly used ten points of magic power to strengthen the power of the psychic circle, hoping to break through Varak's shield.

Along with the mechanical sound in his ears, a magic circle pattern emitting red light appeared covering the entire stone chamber floor.

Erin opened her eyes slightly, looking at the sudden appearance of the magic circle, feeling a little incredible.

"This is about the psychic formation." York said calmly,

"The power of the magic circle can make your psychic ability stronger and match your psychic physique. I will teach you in the future."

Yorks reached out and touched Erin's forehead and continued.

"Now close your eyes, feel the presence of Dean's body, and follow your power..."

Feeling the warm touch on her forehead, Erin started to close her eyes without thinking too much.

Following what the priest said, she began to feel that there was some force pulling her, as if a thread was tied to her body, and her body was being pulled involuntarily.

Instinctively, Irene wanted to resist, but at this moment, Irene recalled what the priest had just said, and subconsciously relaxed her body, letting the thread pull her.

The next second.

As if in a dream, Erin found herself in a strange space.

The fragmented information in front of her allowed her to see the appearance of Santa Carta Monastery, and she also saw an old nun who looked the same as the corpse. She was groping for something in the room with a nervous look on her face, turning a blind eye to her appearance.

She is like a person without any sense of existence.

The next second, the picture changed instantly.

The old nun held a candle alone and hurriedly walked in the dark underground passage.

Erin stood watching.

The next second, the picture changed again.

The old nun with a face full of pain appeared from the depths while holding on to the wall.

Erin frowned and wanted to follow, but the next second the scene changed again.

A strange stone room appeared.

There is also a statue of the Virgin Mary.

"He shouldn't be discovered here. Holy Mother, please..."

The old nun with a face full of pain said while holding on to the wall, staggering in extreme pain and falling to the ground.

"No! You have to wake up before..."

The old nun still climbed up tenaciously and walked into the stone chamber step by step. The process was very difficult.

Seeing this, Eileen on the side wanted to help him subconsciously, but in the blink of an eye, he suddenly found himself somewhere else again.

It's still a dark underground tunnel.

She stood in the center of the intersection, facing the underground tunnel in the middle.

The end is also an intersection. At the end is a wooden door. A nun wearing a black monastic uniform with an unclear face appears from the passage on the right and walks forward.

Somehow, when she saw this nun, Irene instinctively felt fear, and her body was shaking unconsciously. But looking at the sideways nun, she gritted her teeth and prepared to follow.

At this moment, a pair of hands appeared on the right and grabbed her, pulling her directly to the right. Irene was frightened and couldn't help but look over.

At this moment, she saw the dean in front of her reaching out to pull her.

Before pulling up to the stone wall on the right, Erin opened her eyes wide and looked at the nun in front of her who was about to turn around, and an idea came to her mind.

So who is this nun whose silhouette can only be seen at the intersection ahead?