American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

Regarding his problem, Jim had no choice. He could only think that the sinner chose to tell him everything, including the location of the void crack.

Regarding the situation of the Void Crack, Yorks actually had some other speculations in his mind.

This guess comes from the current size of the monster and the size of the crack in Jim's mouth.

By comparing this bit of information, he came to the conclusion that the size of the monster may be determined by the size of the crack.

In other words, as the crack continues to expand, the monsters that invade behind are getting bigger and stronger.

Therefore, he wanted to easily resolve this fog incident and mission before the situation was not so serious. Setting out now to seal the cracks and stop the development of the situation is the most correct choice at the moment.

So when he made this decision, the atmosphere in the audience became a little strange.

"Father, I can lead you." Jim said seriously.

"Jim!"

The screams came from his family and relatives next to him, but Jim just looked at the priest preparing the weapon with a serious look on his face.

"I know everything that's going on over there."

However, what he didn't expect was that the legendary exorcist priest glanced at him and flatly refused his request to lead the way.

"I don't want to devote some of my energy to protecting you."

Yorks picked up a backpack-type machine gun and handed it to the silent John Wick.

"I don't need your protection, I can protect myself." Jim still didn't want to give up. He saw the death scenes of his comrades. As a member of the research team, he considered himself a sinner and had always had a strong desire to atone for his sins.

Yorks noticed the other party's thoughts and chose to ignore it. The other party was at best his tool to understand the matter. If you want to die, you can, but please don't die in front of him.

"Father..." Jim still wanted to fight for it, but was pulled back directly by Mike and some brothers behind him.

"Can't you understand people?"

"Before you want to die, can you think of us?"

"What will we do if you die?"

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Listening to the voice over there, Yorks continued to pick up the next set of knapsack-loaded machine guns. Feeling the projection of some kind of line of sight, he subconsciously looked towards the source.

A girl with a delicate face was staring at him with a pair of burning eyes. She looked away in panic when she saw him.

Yorks knew who this was. This was the girl he saved after shooting for the first time. Her name was Georgina. She seemed to be Jim's sister.

Seeing the panic of the opponent dodging, Yorks first hung two backpacks filled with magazines on his body, then picked up a third set of backpack-type belt-loaded machine guns, and then picked up the backpack equipped with rocket launchers.

His two sets of machine guns, John Wick's set of machine guns and the rifle hanging on his body, this is what this private shooting club has in stock, plus two rocket launchers.

Of course there are others, but loading the bullet chain is more troublesome than the magazine, and it takes too much time.

As the saying goes, a moment of hard work can only bring you a little pleasure, and the pleasure takes time to replace. He doesn't have much time. As long as there are more magazines, it is enough, so there is no need to worry too much.

"Let's go, John."

Yorks said something, bearing a weight that was impossible for ordinary people to bear, and walked towards the main entrance. His tall body was hung with weapons and backpacks, looking relaxed and relaxed.

Behind him, John Wick followed silently like a speechless bodyguard carrying a belt machine gun and a backpack with a full magazine.

Eileen, who had been watching, saw this and followed silently, but at the main entrance, she was stopped by the priest.

"Just stay here. There are protected secret rooms and equipment here, plus enough food to support you for five days. It is the safest place."

Irene pursed her lips and watched the priest become silent. She knew her situation. Just as the priest said to the soldier before, her following was just a drag.

This made Eileen feel a little unwilling, but she had no choice. If it were some other supernatural incident, she might be of some use, but for such a substantial monster, her small body was still too weak.

Yorks didn't know what the little nun was thinking. Looking at her silent look, he just smiled and said:

"Wait here for me to come back."

After speaking, without any hesitation, he led John Wick towards his car.

Behind the two of them, Irene's voice answered.

"yes……"

The two walked in the vast mist and disappeared from Irene's field of vision. Compared to before, there were no strange screams and noises from monsters around them like before.

It was so quiet that it seemed like there were no more monsters, but Yorks knew that this was a temporary situation after he cleared the area. If the crack that continued to expand was not dealt with, there would definitely be more monsters in the future, and there was a steady trend.

Because when humans become food, it has transformed into a struggle between two planes. Perhaps it is not a struggle, but the constant transformation of the identity between the hunter and the prey.

Needless to think about it, this parallel world will definitely be devastated. If all the monsters from that plane are allowed to descend and the environment is transformed, no one knows how many people will die. This is even more serious than the situation when hell invades the human world.

After all, Hell may be working under God, and one of the rumored Satans is the son of God.

Therefore, as long as God is still there, hell will never be able to invade the human world, and even some of the powerful powers of hell will have to keep their hands and feet and abide by the rules.

If there is a phenomenon of predation in two different planes and different universes, there will only be an endless ending. This is a naturally opposite position.

Putting all the ammunition, belts, and machine guns on the truck bed behind the modified Raptor, Yorks looked at John Wick and smiled.

"John, protect our nuns. If those people do anything dangerous, you can kill them directly."

York's meaning is very clear. If there are signs of danger, you must act decisively and don't delay.

John Wick still only has that sentence, the style developed during the killer period is so cold that it's a mess:

"clear."

John Wick looked at the priest and said calmly: "Father York, are you sure you don't want me to follow? It seems that those monsters can be killed with guns, and the speed is not very fast."

"Need not."

Yorks shook his head, thinking of Behemoth, a huge beast that could walk under the gravity of the earth.

It is said in the Bible that God created Behemoth out of clay on the sixth day of creation. Its tail was as straight as a cedar tree, its muscles were as strong as stone, and its bones were as hard as copper and iron.

In the Middle Ages, he was tempted by the devil to join the lineup of hell, and became the king who represents the opposite of hope among the seven kings of hell, that is, Behemoth, the King of Lust.

A behemoth like this that could be recorded in the Bible is not a monster that can be eliminated with today's machine guns, and he is not sure what kind of monster will come out of the fog.

In the final analysis, he still felt that John Wick was too weak and could only do things within the scope of ordinary people. He was still not good at being extraordinary.

Not knowing if he could find an opportunity to strengthen it in the future, he thought of the function of exchanging points for abilities.

"John, this environment is too restrictive for you."

Yorks smiled and said, "I can handle this on my own."

John Wick scanned the visual range, which was only about three meters. He was silent for a moment and then nodded: "I will protect Sister Eileen and swear on my life. Father Yorks wishes you a safe journey."

"Well, I believe you."

Yorks smiled, patted the God of Death on the shoulder, got directly into the driver's seat of the car under his gaze, and then left the club's parking lot amidst the roar of the engine.

The vast white mist became thicker and thicker, which showed that the white mist emerging from the cracks continued to spread.

Driving in this white fog that blocked the sky, Yorks glanced in the rearview mirror. John Wick's figure had disappeared into the white fog, but he saw through the stereoscopic view that he turned and returned to the club.

Yorks let out a breath and looked at the blood and unknown fragments all over the floor, his eyes becoming calmer and calmer.

He identified the direction, followed the map he had memorized, and stepped on the accelerator without concealing his intention to arrive.

Buzz! Buzz!

Yorkist announced his position through the roar of the car's engine.

At this moment, the shouts in the silence directly attracted the attention of many monsters, and they began to walk slowly along the source of the sound.

What they don't know is that Yorks did this deliberately.

"This should attract a lot of monsters."

"As many as you can lure away these ordinary people.

It can only go so far. "

The spirit in York's body burst out with the use of magic power, and the firearms in the car automatically floated into the air and flew out.

In York's vision, monsters come out of their hometowns through cracks, so the number must be limited. The more he can kill, the less pressure he can put on the fleeing humans around him.

Da da da!

A series of gunshots appeared in the white fog.

All that was left under the gunfire were piles of monster corpses.

Wherever the dark muscle pickup truck appears, there will be continuous gunshots.

As long as it is a carbon-based creature, it is impossible to block this kind of firepower with its physical body.

The Yorkists were in the car, but several cz805bren assault rifles floated out of thin air outside the car.

The muzzle of the gun emitted gunpowder smoke, causing the invading monster group to be covered in blood.

Manticores, spiders, some monsters.

In the three-dimensional view, densely packed, strange and strange shapes surround the Ford Raptor.

York's expression remained unchanged, but he used his mind power to coordinate with the three-dimensional image like a radar scan, and out of thin air he controlled the backpack belt machine gun placed on the back of the truck to float, and fired at the various monsters invading from behind.

Suddenly, a strange picture appeared.

The machine guns and rifles floating in the air on the left, right, front, back and four sides kept firing, and the muzzles emitted flames, just like the arms and legs of the car, automatically defending and attacking the invading enemies.

And Yorks, who is sitting in the driver's seat and responsible for driving, is the brain that controls everything.

The shells kept falling off, and this moment was like a battle between a Gundam or a mobile fortress and a monster.

Sensing that the rifle, which had only a hundred rounds of ammunition, was about to run out of ammunition, Yorks did nothing but his mind surged instantly and turned into a pair of invisible hands under his will.

The invisible hands picked up two magazines from the open backpack on the passenger seat, went straight under the floating cz805bren assault rifle, and inserted them into the magazine mouth that had fallen off.

There was a click, and the firepower continued again, over and over again.

Yorks controlled the steering wheel with a calm face, and controlled the car to drive slowly on the road. The firepower of the car could fully cover the surrounding areas, and the invading monsters could not get closer to the car.

As time passed, the number of monsters surrounding them began to change from a dense crowd to a handful.

With this weird fighting style, Yorks managed to clear away the monsters in this area.

"I'm afraid this is just a small one at the front, so we have to do it as soon as possible."

Thinking about the monsters he saw along the way, including some larger monsters, Yorks had some realizations in his mind. He started to speed up the car and drove over the corpses of monsters on the ground in front of him, heading towards the crack, quickly. go ahead.

The location of the crack was at the base behind the mountainous area. On the way, he had to pass through the two small towns of Terai Town and Stoga Town before he could drive onto the road in the mountainous area.

This distance must pass through the location of the protagonist in the movie "The Fog", the supermarket where he was trapped.

But York was really too lazy to go and take a look, because he couldn't possibly delay the incident until a few days later.

The movie is a movie, reality is reality. He can't go and watch it out of curiosity just for the sake of the movie. He has only one goal, at least to solve this so-called void crack before a large monster rushes out.

But obviously, Yorks' actions also inadvertently saved many lives.

Driving on the highway, he often saw private cars parked one after another, waiting to die.

On the road surrounding the small town of Terai.

Bang bang bang!

The rifle that had been aloft and guarding the right side of the Ford Raptor suddenly opened fire.

With the roar of gunfire, three meters in front of Bai Wu, several monsters that were hitting a private car were covered in blood on the spot, shattered and fell to the ground.

"This is……"

The family of four in the car, including the male host Lalu, and the hostess Amber who was holding the children, all had their eyes widened, not understanding what was going on, but the next second they saw a dark, blood-stained pickup truck. The car slowly emerged from the white mist and drove beside their car.

Appearing brazenly in their eyes.

In their eyes, this is a very special car, with many firearms automatically floating outside. However, just because of such a strange and unreasonable scene, it injects a dose of vitality into their already desperate hearts. Potion.

"Mom! Gundam! Transformers!"

The two children hiding in their mother's arms were very innocent and immediately pointed at the weird car getting closer and said excitedly.

In their naive minds, the appearance of the Ford Raptor can only be described as Transformers or robots, because what they saw was very consistent with what they imagined.

The guns floating in the air around the car kept emitting fire, like a moving fortress that was on fire, beating the monsters until they were bleeding and pieces of flesh were flying.

But what they didn't know was that their parents were already looking at the protagonist in the car with their eyes open, expressions on their faces blank.

Sensing the attention, Yorks looked at the family of four in the private car, nodded, and then drove past in what seemed to them a very weird Ford Raptor.

Uh-huh!

We only had a one-time relationship, but this picture and the person were deeply etched in our minds, and they will probably never be forgotten forever, leaving a family of four in the same place.

"Oh my God! We're saved."

They realized it later and hugged each other tightly as if they had survived the disaster.

Only Lalu, the head of the family, hugged his wife and children and looked towards the direction where the strange car had just disappeared while crying with joy, thinking of the man in the car.

"who is he?"

Da da! Da da!

Soon after, gunfire roared again.

The flying monsters that were hitting a parked bus were all screamed by this precise shot.

Under the gaze of the shivering passengers and driver who huddled in the car, the flying monsters that were about to smash through the glass were covered in blood one after another. They screamed and shook into brushes one after another.

This scene made everyone in the car feel confused. They seemed to be aware of it and looked to the left with blank eyes.

Buzz!

A dark pickup truck appeared in the white mist, and the source of the gunfire came from a rifle floating in the air outside the car, firing continuously.

They became sluggish, their eyes following the movement of the car, and they just stared blankly at this strange pickup truck with fire all over its body as it drove by.

At this moment.

The moment they passed each other, they all saw the man in the car through the car window and saw his resolute profile.

"..."

This is a profile that they will never forget again...