He doesn't like the feeling of being seen through, nor does he like this so-called fate.

His past life thinking gave him the simple idea that my fate is up to me.

That is to say, all actions must be performed by one's own will.

Yorkist stared at the key, and somehow he thought of the nuns who had been there for hundreds of years at the Santa Carta Monastery, and his aura instantly disappeared.

"That's all, let it be arranged, it won't be a loss anyway."

Yorks walked over with the key.

If he can solve the sealed land this time, the benefit he will definitely get is 40 attribute points.

What is the concept of 40 points? If you add points to the magic value, it will equal an increase of 40 times.

40 is added to the original 169, which is 209 times. This is the multiple of the increase. In time, he does not need to do anything at all. He can enchant the sacred grenade and it will be a real sacred nuclear bomb. If he throws it casually, it will become a mushroom cloud.

Under Eileen's gaze, Yorks stopped in front of the wall and inserted the key into the same keyhole.

The shape is the same, and the insertion process is very smooth. Even though the keyhole is made of stone, Yorks does not feel any obstruction.

With a click, cross cracks suddenly appeared on the wall that was originally intact, and it automatically opened outwards, revealing what was inside.

The surroundings are covered in gorgeous silk.

A beautiful glass bottle lay quietly in the center, with blood-red liquid flowing inside, crystal clear.

"Is this the holy blood of Jesus?"

Looking at this seemingly ordinary glass bottle, Yorks subconsciously reached out and picked it up.

The moment he touched.

The familiar mechanical sound suddenly sounded in my ears.

[Fake holy object: diluted blood of Jesus, an extremely diluted man-made product, even so, it still has incomparable power]

[Single-use item, irrecoverable]

[Effect: +Permanent 30 attribute points and one-time 2000 attribute points (lasts for one minute)]

Yorks looked at the virtual window that appeared in front of his eyes and squinted his eyes. This was the first time the system had changed in terms of triggering random tasks and prompting usage consumption.

"As expected of the holy blood of Jesus, it does have the character you should have."

Listening to the mechanical sound ringing in his ears, Yorks looked at the blood of Jesus flowing in the glass bottle, looked at the [absorbable] virtual window above, and smiled.

"Father Yorks?"

Irene, who was on the side, saw the priest suddenly stopping and screamed worriedly.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay," Yorks shook his head, and while picking up the glass bottle, he silently absorbed it.

There is nothing to hesitate about.

The only difficulty in this mission at present is to solve the sealed place.

Now that Valak can continue to transmit power, this has shown that the seal of the gate of hell has been loosened.

Therefore, this 40-point reward mission can be understood in any way, including destroying the gate of hell or strengthening the seal of the gate of hell to prevent the devil's power from being leaked.

And he had already determined the plan to destroy it, and it never changed.

Therefore, absorbing the power of the blood of Jesus to enhance your own strength is the most correct approach and choice.

No matter what, only your own things are the real essence.

[Absorbed]

After hearing the system prompt, Yorks looked at the glass bottle in his hand. The blood of Jesus no longer looked crystal clear. He was also curious about what he would look like if he reached 500 points in a certain attribute.

I had this feeling before. As long as the value reaches a certain requirement, it will change accordingly.

"Since this mission is about hell and demons, then all of it should be added to the spiritual power linked to the holy power or the power of faith."

As he pointed out in his mind, Yorks stared at the reward that appeared in the virtual window, and directly added 30 permanent attribute points and one-time 2000 temporary attribute points to his mental power.

He wanted to see if he also had the chance to become the kind of being who would avoid evil wherever a saint went.

[Add points successfully]

[Mental power 90.5 rises to 120.5+2000 (one minute)]

[…]

After successfully adding points, Yorks blinked and instantly realized that something was different about himself.

As for what he felt, Yorks subconsciously raised his left hand. In his field of vision, this hand seemed to be glowing. To put it simply, his hand was emitting a holy light, crystal clear, and even a divine robe. They are all a little different.

Yorks didn't have the sudden feeling after a sudden increase in strength, and all the processes were so natural.

The only thing he knew was that he was really different, so different that it made him feel strange and made him feel like he could achieve anything.

At this moment, Erin suddenly shouted, her tone filled with confusion and a hint of worry and panic.

"Father!"

Yorks looked over subconsciously.

Erin was looking at him with her eyes open, her face full of horror.

"Where have you been?"

He was right in front of her, but Erin didn't seem to see anything.

Seeing Irene reaching out towards him, Yorks thought for a moment and grabbed her hand directly.

"I'm right in front of you, how do you feel now?"

Feeling the touch, Irene froze for a moment, staring ahead with her eyes wide open, as if she really didn't see anything.

"Are you in front? I can't see you, but I can feel your presence..."

God is invisible?

Yorks squinted his eyes, looked at the confused Irene, carefully experienced the feeling of reaching 2000 points, and said.

"Go to sleep, Erin."

Like a holy word, under his gaze, Irene's eyes slowly closed, and her body seemed to weaken and she fell down, falling into a deep sleep instantly.

"It turns out that this is the feeling. You can follow your words, your wishes come true, and you can control everything. The most important thing is not just having two thousand points, but the essential changes that these two thousand points bring to the body."

While Yorks was muttering to himself, he looked at Irene sleeping on the floor in front of him and raised his right hand.

Erin then floated into the air, floating next to Yorks with his will.

"That's great. This power is so fascinating."

The corner of York's mouth curled up, realizing his current false state. He felt that this holy form like a saint could be released or closed.

"But why should we collect..."

Yorks stepped forward, leaving behind him every step of his steps that were white and radiated with divine light.

At this point, Yorks had sensed what was happening outside, and even the location of the gate to hell was generated in his mind.

He appears holy in front of others and can do anything.

In his perception, the entire outside environment was filled with the power of darkness, and the mummies of the protective paladins crawled out one after another on the dark ground.

Each paladin is fully armed, with white robes printed with a cross on a red background, chain armor, a helmet, and a knight's sword...

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