American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"It seems like something happened."

At the same time, in the stone room.

Seeing Irene closing her eyes tightly and frowning, Yorks knew that she might have encountered or seen something.

"In general, as long as it's not a pained expression, everything is easy to talk about."

Yorks shook his head and looked in the direction of the corpse during the waiting time. When he came in, he was only focused on the spiritual ceremony and didn't look carefully.

In the dim candlelight, the nun was leaning against piles of bags, face down, her black monastic uniform covered with frost.

Habitually observing, York's gaze extended downwards, and he directly found something strange, which also made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The nun's right hand was hidden behind her back, as if she was hiding something.

Glancing at Irene, whose brows began to relax, Yorks walked over, stopped in front of the drooping body, and squatted down.

Due to the natural cold storage, the degree of decay of this corpse was not as deep as that of the nuns outside, but it was still similar. The flesh was connected to the skin and the muscles inside, and half of it could not fall off.

Seeing that her face looked of a certain age, York reached out and grabbed the nun's right hand that was hidden behind her back, and pulled it over.

Unexpectedly, there was a click, and the right hand of the nun who had been dead for an unknown period of time was accidentally broken by him and fell down.

York was stunned, but he didn't pay too much attention, and then looked at the right hand that had fallen from the corpse on the ground.

The right hand that was like a dead tree was clenched very tightly, but a dark thing was revealed in the tiger's mouth.

York's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to pull the broken right hand.

He used brute force to open the index finger of his fist, and then the next finger. As one finger after another was opened, a dark key came into York's eyes.

"This is……"

Yorkist felt something and picked it up.

Judging from the appearance and shape of the key, it is similar to the key to the large lock of a treasure chest in ancient times.

Yorks fiddled with the key in his hand and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

For him, this special code is too coincidental, just like some movies and TV shows he has watched in his previous life, movies about religion. Every step taken by the protagonist who is destined to live is a coincidence, and the result is really true in the end. The so-called arrangement of fate.

"If the prediction is good, this key will also have corresponding arrangements, such as opening something..."

Yorks stared at the key and put it away calmly.

If this is the case, then he will have to question the old man after he returns.

Ask him, are you a prophet? Still really able to communicate with God.

Just as he was putting it away, Yorks heard something and turned to look in the direction of the stairs.

There was movement above.

With his current five senses, he could hear a rush of footsteps coming from far to near.

boom!

Then the roar of a grenade suddenly exploded.

"It should be the last minute."

Yorks retracted his gaze and looked at Irene, who was suddenly frowning in the center of the circle.

He still trusted Healy's ability. Although the guy didn't bring his own weapons, he was still able to survive with his powerful firepower.

So the most important thing he should do right now is to wait for Irene.

In fact, it was exactly what Yorkes had guessed.

In the spiritual space.

Erin was pulled over by the dean, just as she was avoiding the sight of another nun.

The dean walked by himself, and she took the initiative to follow him, walking through the dim underground passages, and finally came to a very familiar place.

It was also the last scene she had seen. Irene glanced at the stone chamber with the statue of the Virgin Mary, looking for suspicious places.

She knew this must be where the blood of Jesus was.

“Where do you hide the blood of Jesus?”

However, the dean did not answer, as if he could not speak. He pointed to the statue of the Virgin Mary and finally stared in the direction of the exit with a look of horror on his face.

"kindness?"

Irene didn't have time to think about it. She was about to turn around and take a look, but her neck was grabbed by a pair of iron-like hands and pressed against the wall behind her.

boom! With the heat behind her, Irene subconsciously grabbed the pale hands that were clenching her neck. When her breathing gradually decreased, she stared at the front with her eyes wide open.

She finally knew who the nun who appeared at the dead end was.

The pale face, dark eyes and lips exuded some kind of evil aura.

This must be the incarnation of the devil!

Ho!

When she saw the nun's evil smile, Erin began to feel like she couldn't breathe and her consciousness began to blur.

At this very extreme moment, a gentle voice sounded in her ears.

"Come back, Erin."

In the moment when her consciousness fell into a blur, Irene saw the smile of the nun transformed by the demon in front of her turned stiff and turned into anger...

There was a snap.

Erin began to realize that she could breathe. She opened her eyes suddenly, and her five senses seemed to remain at the same level as before, and she gasped for air.

"Are you okay?"

Hearing the priest's calm voice, Erin took a deep breath and took a quick look around.

"hehe."

Seeing Irene's cautious look, Yorks showed appreciation in his eyes and smiled.

"Listen carefully to what's going on above."

Hearing this, Irene began to hear the sound of a sudden explosion above. She looked up at the young priest standing in the candlelight, then looked at the familiar stone chamber and the magic circle at her feet that had begun to fade, and then she was sure that she had truly returned.

"Father, I met an evil nun..." A trace of fear flashed in Irene's eyes.

"She reeks of death."

"This is a projection of the devil," Yorks said calmly without any surprise.

"Like us, He is also looking for the blood of Jesus, so you should have found the hiding place of the blood of Jesus."

Erin looked up at the priest, who seemed to know everything, with a confused expression.

"That's why we've come so far and He hasn't shown up yet, because He's also waiting, waiting for you to find the blood of Jesus."

Yorks lifted up the revolving grenade gun filled with grenades, his mind fluctuating rapidly, looking at the confused Irene, and explained.

"There is a sealing circle here that restricts his body, so he needs the blood of Jesus to unlock the seal."

With that said, Yorks continued regardless of Irene's thoughts.

"Without further ado, take the lead and lead me to the hiding place of the blood of Jesus."

Hearing this, Erin could only stop thinking and show a serious expression.

"Okay, Father."

"Let's go."

After the words fell, Yorks did not hesitate and took Eileen directly to the stairs.

At this moment, the commotion above was getting more and more intense. By the time he took Erin halfway, three explosions had gone off, which meant that Healy had used three grenades.

The three grenades have not been dealt with yet. Sure enough, ordinary grenades without the blessing of double-layer buffs, if they really want to deal with supernatural beings, their lethality is still not very good, unless the equivalent force is stronger.

Yorks silently took out a sacred grenade, looked at Healy who suddenly came down and pressed against the wall, and strode up.

"Father Yorks!" Seeing the priest and novice nun walking up, Healy's heart moved.

"Success?"

boom! The fourth grenade roared. Compared to the sacred grenade he threw before, it was pitifully less powerful and didn't even have a shock wave.

Yorks nodded, listening to the still commotion on the left turn, and gently threw the sacred grenade in his hand.