American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

The virtual window was like a game window, displaying all his personal data one by one.

All aspects of physique, life, spirit, magic power, etc. are clear at a glance.

It's a pity that in his personal experience and experiments, the word is this word, but it can have a chain reaction and affect other places.

Just like the all-round physique connects the basics of strength, speed and so on.

And life is connected to the most basic physical quality of the body itself, and is also connected to life. It is very simple. In his opinion, the attribute of life value is like a way to add points in the evolution of the physical body, but he does not know when the points are added to a certain limit. What kind of monster will he become?

Yorks only thought of one possibility, and that was Superman.

Looking at the mental power below, he initially thought it was just a turtle shell, which could resist mental attacks, which was equivalent to mental resistance. Therefore, in order to prevent demons from invading his conscious space, he initially valued this attribute.

But in the end, he still researched the related attributes, that is, spiritual power is also a manifestation of holy power and power of faith, and can enchant anything to increase the holy damage of critical strikes.

Now it even incorporates telekinesis.

Recalling the experience of appearing in front of others, a trace of fire flashed in York's eyes.

The end of this spiritual power may be related to the development of saints, such as the holy words and holy words.

"I just don't know what the final development of magic will be..."

Yorks looked at the last magic power. This was his initial focus because it could enchant and add some special abilities to himself.

Of course, the role of magic power is not limited to this. It can even be transformed by the system to exert more different functions.

Although his most used function is defense, this magic power feels like a universal treasure box. It can be used in any situation. It can even be used to force others to have a real superpower when the upper limit is lowered. ability.

Looking at it all the way, Yorks couldn't help but shake his head. The combination of these attributes made him feel that these attributes were quite like a combination set with added points in some kind of game...

Buzz!

Listening to the sound of the helicopter's engine, Yorks looked around and decided to divide the mission reward + 40 attribute points he had just received into four parts, and add all 10 points to each of the four attributes.

"Just right, a bowl of water is level."

[Add points successfully]

[All-round physical fitness increased from 35 to 45]

[Life increased from 125 to 135]

[Spirit 120.5 increased to 130.5]

[Magic power increased from 179 to 189]

[…]

With the successful addition of points, a total of 40 points of upgrades made Yorkist instantly realize what it means to be comfortable and itchy.

Probably only the words "laughing in pain and crying with laughter" can be roughly expressed.

Just like the fitness experts mentioned before, when your whole body is sore after reaching your goal after exercising, you will feel like you can't help but laugh and cry when you hit your sore thighs hard.

"poisonous."

Yorks grinned, slumped back, pressed his broad back against the back seat, and closed his eyes against the strong wind blowing in from the side.

Savor it carefully and enjoy the leisure after completing the task.

Feel the changes in your body, feel the increase in strength.

He became stronger again...

…

I don't know how long it took, but I felt the sound of the helicopter's engine getting smaller and smaller in my ears. Yorks suddenly opened his eyes and found that the helicopter had slowly stopped in the backyard of the Lutheran Church.

Subconsciously glanced outside.

Brother Rachel, who was wearing a knight's sword, and some clergymen wearing divine robes had already walked over to greet them.

At the same time, Healy turned around and gave a reminder after some operations on the center console.

"Father York, here we come."

Yorks glanced at Irene, who was still sleeping next to him.

"Xili, don't forget about the guy in the room. This is your fault. Remember to deal with it."

He has not forgotten the so-called male protagonist in Underworld. After all, this guy is still unconscious in his room.

Hearing this, Healy was stunned. He understood what Father Yorks meant, that is, the priest did not intend to interfere with this matter.

Yorks unbuckled Erin's seat belt, took her hand, and gave the confused Healy a suggestion.

"Although I don't know what your purpose is, I can give you a suggestion. You can talk to people in the Lutheran church."

Easily picking up Eileen's body, Yorkist glanced at Brother Rachel and others who had already walked over.

"After all, you also said that guy was the trigger for the war between werewolves and vampires. Maybe they will take care of these things."

Hearing this, Healy subconsciously looked at Brother Rachel and others who were approaching, and his face fell.

"Father York, what else can I do?"

"Are you sure?" Yorkshire glanced at Healy, unmoved.

"So, you did everything accidentally? Including sneaking into the werewolf's den, including the subway, all by accident?"

A flash of embarrassment at being exposed flashed across Healy's face.

"Father, I was just out of curiosity. I just happened to sneak into the werewolf research institute and found out about Michael. Then I mentioned something to the old man..."

"oh."

York said it didn't matter, he believed it, but he still had the same attitude, that is, he was too lazy to care.

There are no factors that trigger random tasks. The vampires and werewolves in Underworld have nothing to do with him, so what do life and death have to do with him.

"Talk to Brother Rachel yourself. The outside affairs may be under his control. I will tell him."

After leaving this sentence, leaving Healy with a slumped face, Yorks hugged the sleeping Irene like a child and went straight out of the helicopter.

"Father Yorks!"

Brother Rachel, who took the lead, greeted first.

"Bishop Rovshan said that if you can, you might as well go to him first."

Hearing this, Yorks was not surprised. When the helicopter entered the city area, the Lutheran Main Church must have received the relevant news.

Looking down at Irene in his arms, Yorkist glanced at the nun standing farthest away. Based on her monastic uniform, age and facial expression, she was probably related to Irene.

Looking at the nun who seemed a little familiar but didn't know where she had seen her before, Yorks looked away and said calmly.

"Okay, I also want to talk to Bishop Rovshan first."

Having said this, Yorks looked back at Healy.

"Brother Rachel, Healy wants to talk to you about something."

Rachel looked at the young man behind the priest and understood the meaning instantly.

"Okay, Father York, I'll let Xavier lead the way for you."

He pointed to another of the clergy.

A clergyman named Xavier stepped out of the crowd,

"Father York, please come with me."

Yorks stepped forward to follow Xavier's footsteps. When he reached the nun, he stopped immediately and sent Irene in his arms over.

"Sister, she is asleep, help me take care of her."

It happened to be Irene's dean, Sister Tracy quickly turned her back and said respectfully.

"I will, Father."

However, she looked at Yorks who was about to continue walking and asked.

"Father, can I ask you a question?"

Yorks stopped and looked at the nun who was of a certain age, and saw her continue.

"Irene, is she doing well?"