American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 11 The exorcism is in progress...

Peng! ! !

Peng! ! !

As Yorks walked down one step after another, the sound beneath his feet was louder than ever before.

This cold and dead basement seemed to have turned into a loudspeaker with an amplifying effect. Any sound that sounded in the ears was twice as loud.

If an ordinary person looked at the dark space inside and heard the sound in his ears, he might feel a hair in his heart, but Yorks ignored it. He just silently moved the small bag hanging on his shoulder to his chest for easy access.

He has no storage space. This small bag is equivalent to his own storage space, which contains everything he must use.

By reciting the Bible, the power of his magic power can be increased, giving a 1+1 effect.

All fifty bullets have been enchanted to give special salt bullets.

Three bottles of holy water and three consecrated crosses for his direct output.

"I finally understand why basements are a standard feature in ghost movies."

Carrying the Winchester M1897, I just walked down the stairs to Yorks on the ground and turned on the light. After looking around, I felt that this basement is indeed very suitable as one of the scary places for ghost movies. The horror elements are really Too complete.

In the dim light, this small basement was full of debris, including wooden furniture and a bed. It was old, cracked, and covered with cobwebs. There are also some clothes hanging here and there, full of dust...

According to the rules, it might be nothing, but combined with the cold atmosphere and the knowledge that there is something unclean here, the horror factor is doubled, making people's scalp numb.

Of course, York was not within this range. After scanning, he walked to the center of the basement.

In his eyes, the resentment here filled the basement like thick fog.

It's a pity that there is only this point worth saying. Even though he has reached the center, nothing happened.

"Not coming out?"

Yorks wiped his eyes casually, looking at the resentment in the air as the magic spread, and raised his eyebrows.

Although the undead and evil spirits wander around the world, they also have their own space of existence, but they are limited to a certain range like a prison. Unless someone is cursed by them and transferred, they can move with them...

This is why the Roger family's situation has not changed at all even after they left here...

"Okay, if you don't come out, I'll force you to come out." Yorks held the Winchester M1897 in his right hand and reached into the small bag on his chest with his left hand to take out a bottle of holy water.

In the Western world, holy water has an effect on all evil things. Demons, even evil spirits or dead souls, for these things, holy water is poison that can cause death.

Yorks pushed his thumb into the bottle cork and lifted it up, and easily picked out the bottle cork.

"I gave you a chance!"

With that said, Yorks swung the bottle forward, and as the holy water inside was poured out, the resentment like a thick mist in front of him suddenly swept outwards like a nemesis that had hit the sky, avoiding the range of the holy water.

"come out!!"

Yorkist continued shaking the bottle and began tossing the holy water to the left.

As before, the thick resentment melted instantly like snow meeting fire, and the dense fog of resentment began to thin.

"come out!!!"

There was still no movement, and York continued to swing to the right. The holy water in the bottle was enough for him to swing it all the way around. If the mother's evil spirit didn't come out, then he was seeking death. He couldn't be blamed.

"come out!!"

Following Yorkist's drink, the holy water was poured out to the right.

At this moment, Yorks turned around suddenly, and the Winchester M1897 held tightly in his right hand was instantly pointed forward. He felt the temperature changes and movement behind him.

I saw a thick and fat woman wearing a Polish skirt similar to that of the Western eighteenth century appearing on the wooden furniture.

It just sat there cowering in a ball, holding a blood-stained knife in its hand, showing its back.

A rough voice that was not human, but like a beast sounded.

"She forced me to do it..."

"She forced me!!!"

"..."

Yorks silently clenched the bottle tightly with his left hand, and the muzzle of the shotgun in his right hand was always pointed at the evil spirit in front of him, no, the dead soul.

If he guessed correctly, this fat woman was the mother who died tragically in the basement. After all, there was no such strong malice in her body.

"Where is she!" Yorks said calmly.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the fat woman trembled, and her figure became even more shrinking and insubstantial.

It was obvious that the other party was very afraid of "her", Basheba, to the point where he could not stand still.

"No!!!"

"I do not want!!!"

Suddenly, the fat woman's figure became more and more trembling, and a sound similar to that of a wild beast sounded from her body.

"No!!!!"

Following the roar, the fat woman's figure, which had begun to fade, disappeared in an instant.

at the same time.

Yorks sighed inwardly, and with a pop, the bottle in his left hand exploded instantly, and the holy water flowed out from the seam of his left hand. Yorks's figure shifted, and he hit hard to the right with his left hand. fist.

He is like a real boxer. His heavy punches combined with his tall body are very powerful.

The undead fat woman who had just disappeared appeared from the right with a knife, and was hit by York's heavy punch on her face covered with black juice.

"Roar!!!!!"

Accompanied by howls and a pop of air, the figure of the fat woman was blown apart and disappeared without a trace.

"court death!"

After the punch, York's face was extremely calm, but there was a sharp look in his eyes. He ignored the remaining fragments in his left hand and took out a bottle of holy water again and threw it at the place where the resentment had just gathered.

At this moment, while the bottle was still in the air, Yorks raised the Winchester M1897 with his right hand and pulled the trigger, all in one movement.

boom! ! ! !

When Winchester M1897 sprayed out salt bombs, the holy water bottle in the air was also exploded, and bits and pieces of holy water were sprinkled around.

When everyone in the living room upstairs was startled by the gunfire, there was movement in the basement first.

"Roar ah ah ah ah!!!!"

When the sound of howling like a beast sounded, a sound of tightening ropes also sounded, and the temperature of the entire basement also dropped at an extremely fast speed.

Click! ! !

Yorks quickly pulled the pump handle of the Winchester M1897, pulled the trigger and fired a shot at the place where the resentment quickly gathered.

The timing was chosen very cleverly. Before the Winchester M1897 sprayed out the special salt bomb, a figure floating in the air appeared in the direction where the gun head was pointed, wearing a rusty white pajamas with disheveled hair.