American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

It was obvious that the demonic body that had been contained was sealed by the cult members, and there was even a magic circle for sacrifice and a reading stand for placing books.

In addition, in the photos taken, he could feel that there must be something at the scene, but this guy didn't even mention a word about it.

Gabrielle shook his head, let go of his right hand, and held the report with very sloppy handwriting that needed to be read one by one. He couldn't help but laugh when he suddenly thought of a scene.

"Why do you think Yorkist standing in the bishop's camp is like two incompatible styles forced together..."

Perhaps imagining York's seemingly expressionless but depressed expression, Gabriel raised the corners of his mouth slightly and dropped the report in his hand on the table.

"Let you go, Yorkshire, I must see you being stabbed in the back."

With that said, Gabriel continued to pick up the next report. He needed to sort out the application information, so these reports could be equal to the performance of that guy from York. In order to block the mouths of the old guys in the bishopric, he needed to collect more thing.

But fortunately, the performance reports of that guy Yorks have been piled up in a thick layer. Based on those achievements alone, so what if he once stabbed a red archbishop to death!

"The Leather Mirror Incident? This is not significant enough." Gabrielle ignored this report and continued to pick up the next one.

But before he could pick up the next report, the cell phone next to him rang.

Gabrielle frowned slightly and could only put the report back and pick up the phone, taking a look at the screen.

"Ernst?"

As soon as he saw the call from Ernst, Gabriel had a bad feeling in his heart. The balance in his mind had already moved in the direction of agreeing to exorcism.

So when Ernst re-approved the application materials for exorcism according to the procedures, he would be able to approve it.

"Hello?"

However, what came from the phone was not Ernst's voice, but another unfamiliar voice, and Ernst's monk appeared in Gabrielle's mind.

Heavy and sad.

"Bishop, I am Father Ernst's brother, Brother Marco Andreoli."

Gabrielle's eyebrows furrowed even more when she heard the words coming from the phone.

"Not long ago, due to the sudden incident of the victim, things became very serious. Father Ernst could only go to the destination to start exorcism, and ultimately paid the price with his life..."

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"My guess is correct. Sure enough, the defense has become higher, and even the recovery power is unexpectedly high. Is this the essential change brought about by the total value of all attributes exceeding 100?"

Looking at the shallow, quickly healing wound on his wrist, Yorks recalled the feeling of the knife cut just now.

Through all aspects of experience, he could feel that when the sharp fruit knife was scratched on his wrist, it was like scratching on the body of cloth armor, and it was obviously very strong resistance.

At the same time, the scars left by forceful cutting are healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yorks glanced at the health value on his personal panel.

[HP 135.5/135.5]

"Recovered quickly."

While Yorks murmured, he looked back at the already very shallow wound on his wrist. He clenched the fruit knife in his right hand and put it on the newly recovered scar in his left hand. He felt a sharp pain in his heart and directly cut the aorta deep inside.

puff!

In an instant, blood spurted out, directly soaking his wrist and fruit knife red, and quickly formed blood and fell towards the ground.

Yorks picked up the fruit knife and kept his expression as the blood continued to gush out from his wrist, looking at the health value on his personal panel.

At this time, the above value has not changed.

Yorks narrowed his eyes and continued to stare, fully aware of his situation. He wanted to confirm his situation. Only by knowing the upper limit of his strength can he know the danger. Otherwise, he would be like the flat-headed brother who takes life lightly and does whatever he refuses to do without knowing the danger. They are as small as ants and don’t know the difference between us and the enemy.

"One point will drop in seven seconds..."

Yorks looked at the health value that had just changed and counted the time in his mind.

"Two points dropped in fifteen seconds..."

However, that's it. Instead, the health value fluctuated by four points. The value was intertwined with the drop and recovery, and finally returned to the peak value.

Looking back, Yorks looked at his wrist. At some point, the blood in his wrist had coagulated and stopped flowing out. This proved that the aorta in the wrist had begun to heal and sealed the bleeding hole.

At this point, how could he still not understand what changes would be brought about if his physique exceeded 100 and his attributes completely exceeded 100?

This trend of change is already a perfect change. It is completely a hexagonal warrior, and the hexagonal shape can also be equal to almighty without any shortcomings.

"I'm so perverted. I never thought that the fantasy in my previous life would one day come true in this parallel world."

Yorks sighed, ignored the pool of blood on the floor and went to the sink to clean the remaining blood on his wrists, then deal with the marks on the floor and go to sleep...

A night of silence.

The next day, Yorks opened his eyes on time, got up and walked out of the room.

Through the real-time stereogram in his mind, Yorks knew that Erin and Liz Murray had prepared breakfast for him before leaving.

So the only thing he had to do was head to the table.

There are already fried eggs, bacon, sandwiches, milk and other relatively simple breakfasts on the table.

This is a relatively common breakfast configuration in the United States.

Yorks pulled up his stool and sat down, habitually eating the breakfast prepared for him by Erin and Liz Murray, while taking out his cell phone to check the group chat in the church.

Compared with the previous days of his personal life, his life was becoming more and more comfortable. It was like he didn't have to do anything, someone would prepare breakfast, lunch and dinner, and he only had to open his mouth.

Of course, Yorkes still didn't forget to criticize himself.

"Damn capitalism, depravity!"

After finishing his criticism, Yorks began to enjoy this moment of leisure with peace of mind, eating a sandwich and watching the group chat on the screen.

When Irene slowly resumed the functions of the church, watching the group chat was already considered a must-do for him.

In the past, he wouldn't watch it, but now that he has a deacon and nun, he is a little afraid that his ambitious deacon and nun will make big moves that he doesn't know about.

"Fortunately, today is just a breakfast party."

Yorks breathed a sigh of relief. From Robert's words, he knew that because of Irene's recent actions, his Pluto church had gained many new believers.

Just from the explosive increase in the number of people in the group chat, he could feel the huge changes brought about by Erin.

To illustrate with an example, it used to be a hundred, but now it is a thousand.

"It's good to have more believers, but the workload has increased visibly, which is tiring."

While complaining, an old believer suddenly posted a few photos in the group. Yorks subconsciously opened them one by one. From these photos, he could see the busy figures of Kelly Russell and Reston.

"Are they here too? It seems that they have recovered a lot after being able to take revenge with their own hands."

Looking at the photo that happened to capture the smiles of Mr. and Mrs. Reston, Yorks felt a little satisfied, but when he looked at the crowd of believers, he deliberately slowed down his eating speed.

"Delay for a while, then go over there."