American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"Let's go! Keep going to the barracks!"

When they get the manpower of the police station, the scope that Marcos, Makarov and others can control becomes wider.

The hands under their command were like extended limbs, following the clues all the way to the barracks.

Compared with the police station, the action against the barracks is more decisive and faster.

The first person to be controlled was the manager of the barracks.

After the manager passes the identification and confirms that he is a normal person, he will then order the person commanding the barracks to divide everyone into several parts and wait for the cleaning division to detect them.

If there are those who rebel against orders, spread rumors, and other people who confuse the camp, and those who stir up people's hearts!

Kill without mercy!

At this time, the effect of the holy water is infinitely magnified here.

After Makarov's demonstration.

Marcos and other cleaners went to the part they were responsible for with enough bottles of holy water and enough manpower.

After all, with the holy water, the detection operation is not difficult.

Before they dispersed, they even put a drop of holy water on their foreheads to prove themselves before going to test.

Throughout the process, there was a sense of iron-bloodedness, and the actions were very capable and decisive, without any hesitation or stagnation.

This made Yorks, who had been observing the whole process from God's perspective, very satisfied.

People like this, once they become clergy, are basically very good.

At least he's not so easily bewitched by demons.

Yorks put his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling, as if he could see through it. Countless scenes were reflected in his pupils, and he smiled lightly.

"It seems like I found a treasure..."

Clearly, the actions of Makarov, Marcos and others were effective.

For a time, the detection speed in the barracks was faster than that in the police station.

All are normal people.

Marcos and Makarov looked at each other, feeling relieved.

Now the situation has truly opened up.

As long as the official machine is in hand, evil spirits who are just ordinary people can't make any waves.

In the past, only one person would be isolated to avoid touching things related to rot to avoid infection.

Then he would identify everyone's words one by one, identify whether they were lies or not, and finally find out where the rot was.

This is very difficult and a big project.

Because they can't tell who is an evil spirit and who is a normal person. Even if they recognize that the other person is an evil spirit, they can only isolate him or perform the last step of killing him!

Nowadays, there is holy water that can easily identify evil spirits, and there are priests who can purify evil spirits.

They found that the whole process could be described in one sentence.

That is, it was so smooth, as if smoothing agent had been added to the rusty structure, driving the wheels, and finally it ran all the way without stopping.

After taking control of sharp institutions such as police stations and barracks, Marcos and Marcos became even faster.

"Let's go! Go to Croche Mozzoni's house!"

Marcos and others led a group of people with weapons in their hands and headed straight to the next location.

Croche Mozzoni's house.

This is the information obtained from the infected policeman.

Rot infection is actually easy to confirm.

① Touch the rot.

②Things that come into contact with rot, such as clothes, shoes, etc.

③ Violate one of the seven principles.

Rot infection does not cause amnesia, it only controls thoughts.

So after interrogation, the infected policeman came across a dirty piece of clothing at Croche Mozzoni's house.

That was the only time in his memory that he touched something else.

At first, the policeman thought the dirty clothes were just Croche Mozzoni's work clothes.

Yes, Croche Mozzoni is a car mechanic.

This is undoubtedly a mouthful.

The speed of Marcos, Makarov and others has not stopped.

Soon we arrived at Croche Mozzoni's house.

It was an ordinary villa with no characteristics. There was only a front yard about six or seven steps in front of the door, and the front yard was surrounded by exquisite railings.

Engraved on the door plate is the name Croche Mozoni.

"alert!"

Everyone immediately dispersed and surrounded the villa.

Marcos glanced at Makarov.

Makarov nodded and took the pistol handed from behind.

Although he had become a priest and had a certain amount of power, he remembered the words of the bishop.

"If there is a tool that can save your strength, it doesn't matter if you use it first. I did the same thing when I came out of the mountain. After all, some demons are very cunning. He knows the source of our power and will find ways to consume your power first..."

He asked the bishop what the tool was, and what he saw was the bishop's ambiguous smile and words that were beyond his expectation.

"Guns, various guns, grenades, various bombs, Makarov, these tools are surprisingly useful when there is no need to consume strength..."

Marcos also held a pistol in his hand, and his voice was a little cold.

"I'll go in first."

Everyone nodded silently, acquiescing to this.

In a group of cleaners, the one closest to danger is always the leader.

The young cleaners are always at the back.

Therefore, the oldest and most experienced person has always been the leader.

As for why Marcos can sit in the commander's seat at this age.

Because they are the oldest.

No one can reach the age of forty or fifty, and they all die in a battle of wits and courage with the rotten species.

After everyone was in place, Marcos rushed over first.

Behind him is Makarov.

Makarov was followed by younger cleaners and soldiers.

Bang.

Marcos kicked in the door and immediately drew his gun.

There was no danger. All I saw was a middle-aged man preparing to climb out of the window and escape.

After all, he was just an ordinary person. After discovering the formation outside, he planned to escape.

"stop!"

Marcos roared. He decisively confirmed that it was an infected evil spirit and shot directly.

He has reached this point, and his marksmanship and skill are second to none.

Now that he is old and beautiful, he is afraid of young people with punches, but when he was young, he could not get close to four or five people.

Therefore, by being baptized by the bishop and becoming a priest, Makarov can regain the strength of his youth, which is one of his most extravagant wishes.

Bang bang!

Two gunshots rang out in succession.

Both bullets penetrated the middle-aged man's body accurately.

It's all about the shoulders.

This will not only prevent the person from being injured, but also affect his movement, and at the same time allow him to leave traces of blood for easy tracking.

ah!

Kroche Mozoni was in pain, let out a scream, moved his body, and fell from the window.

Marcos rushed over and rushed to the window. Although he was in his fifties and sixties, he was as agile as a rabbit and was more agile than some young people.

He found Croche Mozzoni clutching his shoulders and limping to the right.

The soldiers and police officers who had already surrounded the villa were rushing towards him.

"Don't come near him!"

Marcos yelled again: "Hit the feet! Restrict movement!"

Several gunshots rang out again, exploding in the void.

Croche Mozoni was hit in both feet as he fled.

In the end, he could only fall to the ground and squirm.

He squirmed and let out a mind-numbing roar.

Along with the blood and the ferocious look on his face, the whole person looked a bit scary.

Surrounding the soldiers who were not allowed to come forward according to the order, the police officers felt fear in their hearts.

This scene is as uncomfortable as an ordinary person seeing a deceased person who hanged himself in a parking lot at night.

"Step aside!"

But in front of a group of cleaners like Marcos and Makarov, this was nothing.

During the battle of wits and courage with the Rot Spawn, they had seen many more horrific scenes than this.

An infected evil spirit slaughtered his family and hung all the organs still bleeding on the roof, floating in the wind in densely packed masses...

There are evil spirits like evil spirits, eating them alive, etc...

So what does it matter.

Marcos, still at the head, stopped one meter in front of Croche Mozoni.

Until now, Marcos still hasn't let down his guard. It's not like he has never seen a cleaner overturning his car.

For example, McElhenny, who went to the small town of Yamala to confirm the Rot Spawn incident, died on the way to confirm the incident.

You can never be too careful.

Marcos looked at the squirming Crosh Mozoni, who began to crawl forward, wanting to touch him, and took out the remaining bottle of holy water from his satchel with a calm expression.

"Your world will never return, and the sun will rise..."

As if speaking to the Rot behind him, Marcos pulled out the stopper of the holy water bottle, and then swung the holy water towards the squirming Kroche Mozoni in front of him.

Ahhhhhhhhhh!

Smoke suddenly erupted from Kroche Mozoni's body.

"It has been confirmed that Croche Mozoni is an evil spirit." Marcos said loudly to the people watching behind him.

Makarov walked out silently and performed the purification.

With the emergence of divine power, Crosh Mozoni finally returned to normal.

"doctor!"

Seeing Makarov nod, Marcos' cold expression instantly disappeared, and he shouted quickly.

"exist……"

Several doctors who were a little flustered came out from behind and began to treat Crosh Mozoni's injuries.

"Is something okay?"

"No, as long as it is treated in time, the injury will not affect the movement."

After receiving the doctor's confirmation, Marcos breathed a sigh of relief while putting away his pistol.

His coldness is only directed at evil spirits, rot seeds, and demons, not his own kind.

"It's time to be on full alert, Marcos." Makarov took a step closer and whispered.

"That's how it should be."

Marcos nodded, called the heads of several authority managers, and began to broadcast.

Full alert.

No one is allowed to come or go at home.

Anyone who acts outside will be treated as an evil spirit and will bear the consequences.

This is the advantage of having more people. With weapons, you can directly control the entire town by force.

Finally, through the information provided by Crosh Mozoni, Marcos, Makarov and others followed the clues and quickly found the source.

Medric Mandler's home.

According to Croche Mozoni.

The clothes were clothes that Medric Mandler threw into his shop after he repaired his car.

Because Medrick Mandler is a big benefactor.

Seeing that the clothes were a little dirty, he originally wanted to take them home and wash them before returning them to Medric Mandler.

As a result, there was noise in my head all day long...

Medric Mandler.

In the villa, which was more luxurious than ordinary people's homes, the sound of several flash bombs exploded.

Bang bang!

A group of tiger-like and wolf-like cleaners marched straight in.

By consuming the holy power in his body at all costs, Makarov directly forcibly controlled Medric Mandler, his wife, and daughter.

It's just that two old people and an eldest son are missing from the group photo hanging in the living room.

"where are they!"

Marcos questioned the purified Medric Mandler in a stern voice.

Medrick Mandler showed a pained expression on the verge of tears. He seemed to have remembered what he had done, and pointed hesitantly in the direction of the basement.

"basement."

Then Medrick Manderly collapsed and fell to the floor, covering his face in pain.

"Oh my god, what have I done..." he muttered, his voice trembling.

Marcos and Makarov looked at each other and led someone to open the door to the basement.

As soon as I opened it, a strong stench suddenly came out.

Some people at the back couldn't hold it any longer and vomited on the spot.

The stench began to spread throughout the building.

Only Marcos and Marcos, some of the more experienced cleaners, held their breath and wrapped a piece of cloth over their mouths and noses.

The steps to the basement are long and deep, like a monster's abyss.

It was Marcos who still took the lead, and Makarov stepped down the steps one by one, facing the pungent stench and the cold air lingering around him.

Footsteps broke the calm of the basement.

Finally, when they stepped on the ground and turned on the specially modified lighting, they finally saw the true face of the Rot.

"Damn, it's exactly what I thought." A cleaner was cursing in a low voice.

It was a very disgusting scene.

Lying in the deepest part of the basement was a body that was extremely swollen, as if it had been soaked in water for more than ten days, with disgusting juices flowing all over its body.

The facial features are no longer visible, but everyone knows that this is Raif Mandler, the eldest son of Medric Mandler.

But the source of the stench wasn't just coming from his body, there was something else.

And this is one of the reasons why it makes people feel sick.

The scattered pieces of meat, organs, and bones all over the floor were irritating everyone's nerves.

One end of some intestines was in the mouth of Raif Mandler, and next to Raif Mandler were two relatively intact heads.

Lifelike and easier to identify than Raif Mandler.

Those were the heads of two old men.

Marcos stared at Raif Mandler with cold eyes, and squeezed the photo with his right hand so hard that his muscles and bones were exposed.

"It's really disgusting." He said coldly.

Jie Jie Jie!

Raif Mandler's facial features were no longer visible and his mouth did not move, but he still made a heart-wrenching sound.

This sound makes people feel the ultimate malice when they hear it.

"Is it disgusting? No, that's art. Look at how beautiful my grandpa and grandma are..."

Marcos looked expressionless and waved.

“All cleaners below Level 2 are out.”

In the end, the young cleaners, whose scalps were numb, their sanity levels dropped, and their bodies tense because of this sound, all breathed a sigh of relief and then left.

"Jie Jie, are you going to kill me?" Raif Mandler's mouth moved.

Marcos did not answer this sentence, but read three sentences, seeming to teach the cleaners behind him.

"One of the seven principles: 4. Do not hurt them. 6. Do not kill them with firearms (you will be possessed or die immediately. 7. Don't be afraid of death."

These words were accompanied by Raif Mandler's laughter and some very motivating and emotional words.

But Marcos ignored Raif Mandler's words and expression and continued.

"Now I will add, the cleaning staff's solution rules: ① When you see any rot, purify it immediately..."

Makarov, who was already prepared, took a step forward.

Some kind of power began to spread in the basement.

Raif Mandler's voice changed instantly, seeming to be surprised and fearful:

"Holy power?"

What else does it want to say.

But Makarov's powerful voice overshadowed everything else. He had already held up the Bible and released the saved holy power in one breath.

“Lord, in your infinite mercy, save the souls here and free them from the bondage of sin,

May the divine light wash away all stains and make this place of suffering glow with divine radiance again..."

A beam of holy light appeared, illuminating the entire basement.

Wisp after wisp of black smoke came out of Raif Mandler's body, and he let out a scream that sounded like a human and an animal, which made people crazy.

The seeds in his body turned to ashes on the spot.

And Raif Mandler, as a rotten creature, also turned into a puddle of unknown juice in everyone's eyes under this light.

After a few seconds, calm returned again.

Makarov let out a sigh of relief on the spot and felt a little weak all over.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the bishop's voice.

"Well done, Makarov."

"Bishop?" Makarov opened his eyes wide and subconsciously looked around.

As a result, he also saw Marcos and other colleagues looking around like him.

"this……"

Makarov looked at Marcos.

"you also……"

Hearing this, Marcos knew something from Makarov's expression and nodded.

"I heard the Bishop's voice."

Marcos said, putting away his pistol as if he didn't care.

"The bishop is praising me for doing a good job and will baptize me when I go back later."

Marcos was very calm.

"I can finally become a real priest..."

However, Makarov shook his head and put the Bible into his backpack as if it were a treasure.

He wouldn’t say that he noticed that Marcos’ hands were shaking when he fired the gun...

"Let's go! Let the people behind clean up the scene."

Not long after his colleagues behind him were happy for him, Marcos showed his normal expression, squeezed into the gap between his colleagues, and walked out quickly.

"this……"

This made the group of cleaners look at each other.

Seeing this, Makarov also took the opportunity to squeeze into the gap and walked up.

But he did not forget to drop a sentence.

"Marcos looks like he's fine. He's probably cheering outside."