American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

York was silent for a moment, stared at the nun on the seat, and said softly.

"So your name is Valak! The Seventy-Two Demon Gods, ranked sixty-third, the leader of hell..."

The voice was cold but like a trigger. Valak, who was sitting on the stone chair, suddenly raised his head, revealing his pale face, and opened his spiral-toothed mouth and roared at Yorks.

Roar!

It was deafening, and the entire stone room shook instantly and dust was shaken off. The nuns behind him rushed towards York with a powerful shock wave.

York's face was calm, and with the mobilization of the magic power that he had been deliberately saving, through the converter of the Exorcio (exorcism) spell, it transformed into a huge fist in the air and slammed hard at the shock wave.

[10 magic points have been used]

The fists and shock waves collided with each other, and with a snap, both sides collapsed.

The aftermath ruffled York's divine robe. He silently pulled out a sacred grenade from his belt and stared at Valak floating in the air on the stone chair.

"Wait for me, I will come to you personally to collect the debts of the nuns!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the grenade rang out and accurately appeared on the altar in the middle.

boom!

The burst of holy light spread around as the grenade exploded, melting everything.

Valak, who was floating in the void, stared at Yorks who stood behind the fire with a calm expression.

Snapped!

The mental space was shattered instantly.

Yorks blinked, and everything returned to normal. The desk was still the desk, but the stone room was no longer the same stone room as before.

"Father Yorks, what does this mean? Do you know the real name of this demon?"

Healy's question happened to come from behind.

"nothing."

Yorks shook his head and closed the book. It was best for him to know the devil's true name himself.

At this moment, there was sudden movement outside.

Footsteps sounded in the quiet and empty space.

In this dark environment, where no one is visible, the sound of footsteps sounds strange.

Due to York's test in front of them, both Healy and Irene understood where the footsteps came from and were not panicked.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Healy reminded him.

"Father Yorks."

"fine."

Yorks turned around and walked to the wooden door, pulling out a sacred grenade from the ammunition belt.

In this relatively closed environment, using sacred grenades to clear the area is the best choice, saving effort and getting quick results.

Pulling the tab of the sacred grenade open with one hand, Yorks did not walk out. Instead, he stretched out his upper body and looked to the right, looking at the black shadows appearing in the depths one after another, and gently threw the sacred grenade in his hand.

A clang

Yorks stood back and stood behind the wooden door waiting for the explosion.

boom!

The underground passage shook.

The huge explosion brought a white-red shock wave and some dirty debris.

It sprayed out towards the left side of the trail in front of Yorks.

Puff puff!

All the dust has settled, leaving only the smoke that has not subsided.

In a candlelit basement.

Yorks retracted his gaze and looked at Eileen who was silent behind him.

"Does anyone want to communicate with you?"

Although I already know the devil's true name, it shouldn't be difficult to exorcise it with the means he currently has, but I still try to crush him as much as possible when I can.

He only fights battles that he is sure of and can crush, and does not like to do his best.

The blood of Jesus is known as a holy object and has countless miraculous effects. With his own strong spiritual sense, Yorks always feels that if he can get the blood of Jesus, some incredible changes may occur to him.

As for what this change is, he doesn't know, but it should be enough to crush a demon whose class is the leader.

"No, Father."

Erin shook her head. She knew what the priest meant, but she didn't see anything from the helicopter to now.

"I can't feel anything."

Yorks had some regrets.

"It may be his fault. It seems we need to find the dean's body, perform a psychic ritual on you, and then find the blood of Jesus."

After telling the two of them what to do next, Yorks thought of something, returned to the desk, and picked up the folded paper on it.

Since there are clues to the devil's true name in the book, this folded piece of paper must be something that can help.

Sure enough, when Yorkist uncovered it, through the colors and names specially marked on it, he knew the location of the stone chamber where he was now, saw the location of the dean's body, and also saw the exact location of the gate to hell...

This is a detailed map of the underground tunnels of Santa Carta Monastery.

Yorks frowned, subconsciously recalling what the old nun had said before about the fate of St. Carta Monastery, her fate.

In the dark, he felt that a pair of black hands were guiding his actions.

Along with the previous judgment, even the old man seemed to play a certain role in it.

Yorks stared at the map, his eyebrows frowning more and more. He didn't like the feeling of being arranged step by step.

"Father York, what did you find?" Healy, who came over, stared at the map in the priest's hand with a surprised look on his face.

"This is?"

"The map of the underground tunnel." York's eyebrows instantly relaxed and he responded. He remembered the location of the dean's body and the gate of hell, and slowly put away the map.

Although he hates this feeling, he will make peace with it once it comes and it will not affect his mood of wanting to beat Valak.

"First find the dean's body and perform a psychic ritual, and then find the root cause."

Putting the map in his arms, Yorks picked up the revolving grenade gun and took the lead out of the stone room. The two of them quickly followed.

The three of them continued to move deeper.

Not long after, two more roaring explosions overwhelmed everything, and then calm returned.

One minute later.

boom! Yorks expressionlessly pulled the trigger, and the grenade ejected from the muzzle, shattering the last remaining nun.

A closed wooden door appeared at the end of this underground passage, and on the right was a turning.

Yorks continued to lead the way forward, while walking through the dirt on the ground, he turned the wheel in the grenade gun, pulled out a sacred grenade from the belt and filled it.

Click, click! The sound of reloading made Irene behind him feel at ease in the calm path.

At this moment, she was used to the priest's simple and crude behavior.

To use the man named Healy behind him, the priest's grenade opened the way and the grenade supplemented the gun without any disadvantage.

This is also true. Whenever he encounters a group of nuns controlled by demons and attacking, the priest will always pull out a grenade, and the roaring explosion will instantly solve everything.

Just like now, the priest suddenly stopped moving forward and threw a grenade at the invisible corner on the right.

boom!

A dazzling light illuminates the end of the trail.

The shock wave then hit the opposite wall, and the aftermath blew her nun's hood.

"This is the grenade opening the way..."

Erin subconsciously touched the grenade belt she was in charge of and flattened her hood. When she saw the priest continuing to move forward, she quickly followed him until the priest stopped and she stopped too.

"arrive."

Hearing the priest's unchanging voice, Irene pursed her lips and looked at the slightly exposed wooden door.

Is this where the dean’s body is?

From what the priest said, she knew that she had a physique that could enter a certain space and communicate with the dead or other beings, just like the soul was out of body.

Before she could think about it, the priest's words made her nervous again.

"Be prepared, Eileen. When I channel the spirit later, I need to find the abbot of the monastery and the location of the blood of Jesus. Maybe the church allows you to accompany me because of this."

With that said, Yorks pushed open the wooden door.

With a creak, the wooden door burst open inside.

The cold air rushed towards me.

In the darkness.

A step that spreads downwards with unknown depth appears in front of you...