American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"good!"

Sensing that something was wrong with the priest's mood, Healy glanced at the novice nun lying inside and began to take off.

Buzz!

The helicopter roared into the sky, flying slowly towards the ceilingless sky, away from the ruins on the ground.

Yorks looked at Erin, remembering the explosion that was about to happen, and fastened the safety belt on her.

It just so happens that she is still sleeping now, otherwise in order to avoid being seen by the church people, she would have to take a knife from him now...

After tying it on, Yorks glanced ahead, and Healy was still watching furtively.

"Healy, forget what happened today."

As Yorks spoke, he took out a special remote control from his arms.

This is a special remote control, and the farthest range of the signal is a full twenty kilometers.

If it really explodes, this distance can be considered a safe range.

Healy blurted out doubtful words.

"What's the matter, Father?"

He always felt that the priest was starting to become mysterious now.

"nothing,"

York's tone was serious as he stared at Healy.

"You just keep flying."

Under this exchange of glances, Healy seemed to know the underlying meaning in his eyes. Thinking of the previous sentence, he pursed his lips and nodded seriously.

"Okay, Father Yorks."

He controlled the center console of the helicopter, looked straight ahead, and then said seriously again.

"I just keep driving forward."

Yorks smiled calmly and continued to look at the remote control in his hand.

Seriously speaking, it wouldn't matter if he was discovered. He was not afraid of the church's investigation, because as long as he didn't demonstrate it in front of him, they wouldn't be able to find anything at all.

"But this kind of thing is still very troublesome. If you can avoid it, avoid it..."

Yorks murmured to himself, estimating that the HH60W helicopter had flown a long distance.

"The speed is 361 kilometers per hour."

Yorks stuck his head out of the cabin, squinting against the strong wind and looking in the direction of Santa Carta Monastery.

The monastery of Santa Cata has disappeared from sight.

"It's been two minutes now, the distance is about fourteen kilometers..."

Yorks looked back at the remote control in his hand.

To be honest, he was actually a little nervous. If his predictions were correct, the double buff from the sacred bomb should be enough to destroy the gate of hell.

Recalling the state of being a saint in front of people, Yorks took a breath, glanced at Healy who had been staring ahead, continued to look in the direction of St. Carta Monastery, and then gently pressed the red button on the remote control.

A slight snap.

The next second.

An explosion filled the ears.

Everything became silent.

Yorks opened his eyes slightly, and the pupils inside shrank.

In his field of vision, from the direction of the Santa Carta Monastery, the burst of light was like a holy light, directly replacing the dominant position of the sun, as dazzling as day, filling all the fields of view.

As the light spread, a fiery sphere suddenly exploded, swallowing everything around it into its own terror.

A huge mushroom cloud formed in the flames, and the huge mushroom umbrella rose into the sky. The clouds gradually rose and enveloped the vast sky.

The violent flames rolled up thick smoke, forming a strange and terrifying scene. Boundless destructive power spreads to all sides

A huge shock wave swept through, taking away all sounds and feelings.

"Such power..." Yorks stared at the mushroom cloud that dispersed all the clouds. At this moment, he finally understood the nature of the power he possessed. The main body of the mushroom cloud reflected in his eyes was only a 24 kilogram C4 bomb.

The shock wave came instantly, making the helicopter sway and on the verge of spinning.

This made Xili scream in surprise and quickly control the helicopter.

As the helicopter swayed, Yorks still clung to the edge and stared at the huge mushroom cloud rising above the Santa Cata Monastery.

Because the mission prompt has not yet sounded, this means that the gate to hell has not been destroyed yet.

"Is it really that hard? Isn't this strength enough?"

York's brows frowned slightly, and his whole body began to tense up while his face became more serious, but the next second the mechanical sound in his ears made him feel relieved.

[…]

[Random mission: Solving the sealed place (completed)]

[Reward for completing the mission: +40 attribute points (already issued)]

[…]

Listening to the mission completion reminder ringing in his ears, and looking at the mushroom cloud in the distance, Yorks only had admiration and amazement in his eyes.

This is a mushroom cloud created by himself, and its meaning is really different.

"Beautiful, so beautiful! Sure enough, proportion is justice!"

Looking at the mushroom cloud composed of holy light, flames, and gunpowder smoke, Yorks couldn't help but sigh.

"The greater the impact, the greater the justice..."

It's a pity that all this has its limit. As the distance gets farther and farther, the mushroom cloud that has not yet dissipated in his eyes becomes smaller and smaller. Yorks can only silently loosen his grip on the edge of the bulkhead and sit upright.

Subconsciously looking at the sleeping Irene next to him, and then at Healy, he found that this guy's throat kept rumbling. Through the viewing mirror above, Yorks saw that this guy's eyes were exuding a kind of excitement that made him An extremely weird light.

"What the hell is this kid?"

Yorks felt unnatural all over.

At this moment, Healy licked his dry lips and suddenly spoke.

"Father York, I will forget what happened today."

As he spoke, Healy paused and said something he didn't expect.

"Can I also be a monk by your side? I know you don't have a monk by your side yet. If I can, I am willing to use my life to keep you safe and defend your orders..."

Is this guy serious?

Yorks stared blankly at the unfamiliar perseverance and piety on Healy's face in the sight glass. He had never thought that such an out-of-the-box Healy would one day show a temperament and expression that could only be seen by a paladin.

The helicopter fell into a brief silence, Yorks frowned slightly,

"Are you serious?"

Healy smiled, the determination on his face never changing, "Yes, Father York, I am serious."

"If Father Mike agrees," Yorks thought for a moment and did not reject his words. He just looked at the virtual window in front of him and responded calmly.

"I will consider."

"real?"

Healy was inexplicably inspired.

Yorks said helplessly, "Yeah."

Healy took a long breath and said, "Father York, don't worry, I will definitely get the old man's consent."

York's eyes darkened, and he could already confirm that this guy was indeed serious.

But on second thought, Yorks subconsciously thought of Healy's future when he joined the Pluto Church.

"Depending on this guy's personality, he might have some weird but effective exorcism tools..."

Thinking of this, Yorks chose to ignore Healy and continued to look at the virtual window in front of him.