American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"Bishop, what happened today is here. Please review it."

Because he was about to be baptized, even though he was already in his fifties, Marcos was rarely excited for a while.

But now, he was standing obediently in front of the bishop, putting the report in his hand on the table.

This is today’s rotten incident in the town of Stadt, all the processes and treatments...

Looking at Marcos, Yorkshire rarely showed a very satisfied expression. He was undoubtedly very satisfied with Marcos.

"Well, go down and gather the people, and I will baptize you all tonight."

Dropping a nuclear bomb that could explode in Marcos's heart, Yorkes calmly picked up today's report.

Although he was watching the whole process from God's perspective and all the processes were very clear, he still had to do some work on the surface.

After all, everyone is prepared, so you can’t ignore it.

Marcos was shocked for a while. He finally came back to his senses, stared at the bishop who was reading the report, and asked carefully.

"Bishop, everyone? Not just me?"

"certainly."

Yorks looked away from the report and glanced at him:

"I just need people who are qualified in all aspects. Things at the border can't be delayed any longer."

Marcos pursed his lips. He immediately understood what the bishop meant and lowered his head slightly.

"Yes! Bishop."

Even so, Marcos was still excited. He thought he was alone.

Now colleagues can also have the ability to protect themselves, and they are no longer in a situation where they are at the mercy of demons.

Yorks waved his hand.

"Go down and get busy."

Marcos nodded again and retreated slowly.

Yorks focused his attention on the report again, and finished after taking a few glances at it.

"Be prepared to speed up the process..."

What happened on the border made him realize how precious time is.

He is not a hard-hearted person, speeding up the process is inevitable.

Of course, we will still follow the plan, starting from the Pluto Church and the Bellobello Church as the starting point and building all the way to the past.

After all, one more church will make him stronger...

That night.

Marcos led a group of cleaners, a total of forty-seven people, into the Bellobello Church.

The candlelight, coupled with the solemn atmosphere lingering in the church itself, made them slow down in their hearts, for fear of disturbing the peace.

But some cleaners couldn't help but break the calm, suppressed the excitement in their hearts, and whispered.

"Marcos, is the bishop really going to baptize us?"

Marcos nodded again, looked at the empty church, and said seriously:

"Please show your best behavior later and don't embarrass me."

Everyone looked at each other and responded seriously.

"clear."

For a moment, everyone, led by Marcos and Makarov, gathered under the high platform. They did not dare to sit down and could only stand silently with big eyes and small eyes.

Time passed bit by bit, and no one knew how long it had passed, and for the first time, it felt like time was long.

Everyone suddenly noticed that the bishop wearing divine robes suddenly appeared in the side passage without knowing when.

Marcos took the lead and suddenly knelt down on one knee.

"bishop!"

The people behind him also immediately knelt down on one knee.

"bishop!"

The sound was loud and resounded throughout the church.

Yorks nodded and glanced around.

They are all cleaners in their thirties or forties, and they all smell like they have seen the wind and rain.

"It seems they are all elites..." Yorks looked at the leader, Marcos, and walked up to him in an atmosphere of silence with only the sound of heavy breathing.

"Are you ready for the mission, Marcos?" Yorks said calmly.

No matter at any time, his strength is always online.

Hearing this, Marcos bowed his head deeply and answered seriously.

"Back to Bishop, I'm ready."

Only one sentence could make Yorkist hear his thoughts, even if it cost his life.

"good."

Yorks said gently, reaching out to caress the top of Marcos' head, mobilizing the holy power accumulated in the Bellobello Church.

"The Lord will see your efforts..."

The words were long.

A dazzling and white holy light appeared in the Bellobello Church, covering the canopy of the night.

Outside the Bellobello church, a group of people cheered.

Including the cleaners who are only in their twenties.

They looked at each other and made a promise to work hard.

1352 shady years.

The eighth day of the founding of the church.

The day after the creation of the Basilica of Bellobello.

The Lord of the Church, the Savior John of York, personally baptized the first Pope, Marcos Castro...

On that night, a total of forty-seven cleaners were ordained to the priesthood...

……………………

The next day.

Yorks got in the car heading to the next location.

Marcos was accompanied by the passenger seat and Makarov was the driver.

"lets go."

Yorkshire threw down the starting horn.

A group of people and dozens of vehicles headed toward the nearest town of Stadt.

Today, the small town of Stadt has already tidied up the abandoned church, waiting for the arrival of Bishop York.

Not only that, Yorkist signaled and Marcos gave the order.

Wherever we pass on the road ahead, all the abandoned churches have been sorted out.

Therefore, as long as Yorkist goes there in person to sanctify the church, a real church will appear.

After attaching the saint, he left immediately, which can be called a soldier's speed. Yorkist had a premonition that the day when the mission was completed was not far away.

In other words, the countdown can begin for the days he will remain in this world.

Putting down the document in his hand, Yorks glanced at Marcos, who was sitting in the co-pilot.

He had found the first pope.

To his surprise, this guy really deserves to be one of the leaders of the cleaners group.

Although I heard that he was a descendant of one of the clergymen who founded the new church.

But what I didn't expect was that this guy was really talented.

Once he is baptized and sanctified, the holy power used in the novice period can exceed the hundred-point mark.

The lower limit is naturally so high. It is conceivable that Marcos' upper limit is estimated to be around four to five hundred points.

Thinking of this, Yorks couldn't help but think of his past.

At what time did he arrive?

However, he was a little unable to evaluate it, because at that time he also felt that he had more holy power in his body than others.

"It's a pity that there was no system at the beginning, and it was really difficult to guess without being able to digitize it."

There was no way Yorkers could match his points with Marcos's.

First of all, there is no comparison between the two.

Although his holy power is only over 200 points now, the quality and effect of just one holy power can be worth dozens of points of Marcos.

So because of this, he has never been able to figure out how much his holy power is equal to others, and how strong he is.

Always assess the enemy's strength based on your combat instincts and the mission's bonus points and difficulty.

And this evaluation is very simple. As long as the reward points exceed the highest point of his attributes, it will be a very difficult enemy and thing.

On the contrary, anything lower than the highest point of any of his attributes is the enemies and things he can easily take down.

As for why I can figure this out, no one else but experience will make me feel good after doing anything too much.

Thinking of something, Yorks looked at Marcos.

"Have the cleaners from other cities come here?"

When the voice fell, Marcos nodded immediately and replied.

"Yes, Bishop, the cleaners from Guisheim City have arrived, and only the people from Brigade City are left."

As he spoke, Marcos's voice was a little heavy.

"All Brigade City personnel have gone to the front line and are conducting command according to the plan..."

Hearing this, Yorks narrowed his eyes and recalled the territory of the Free Country.

"Where have we fallen back now?"

There are only three cities in the Free State that are as big as one province in the motherland in the previous life.

The three cities are all bordering each other, forming a big country, and beyond that are four big countries in the same situation. However, these only five countries are separated and basically only have the Internet and phone calls.

According to the map, the city closest to the fallen front line happened to be Brigade City.

Along the line, the fallen place was like a point heading straight towards the city of Brigade, and finally showed a diffuse situation spreading around.

At the beginning, this point still needed to be separated by twenty-four small towns and the distance from the county seat to reach the city of Brigade.

"We have retreated to the ancient town of Erston." Marcos' heavy breathing accompanied his voice.

"The ancient town of Erston..."

Yorks frowned slightly. If he had already retreated to the ancient town of Erston, and there were only eighteen towns and counties left behind from Brigade City, and according to the previous plan, if he wanted to leave a safe distance, then he would need to Two small towns.

In other words, the falling sprint point is only twenty towns away, and they can rush to the city of Brigade.

"There's still time, let's speed up." York said calmly.

"yes!"

Marcos and Makarov answered together.

The car in the lead began to speed up, like an arrow leaving the string.

same day.

A third church opens in the small town of Stadt.

It's called the Stadtkirche.

at the same time.

After being tested by Yorks.

After passing the review, thirty-seven cleaners from Guisheim were promoted to priests after being baptized.

There is no delay.

Leaving one priest to guard the Stadt church, Yorks once again led a large group of priests to the next place.

There, there was a ready-made church waiting for him.

Today, the entire Free State is like a car driven by him and tinkered with by himself.

Everyone, all the people know what this means.

After vigorous publicity and support from the former cleaners and current priests.

He can be called the center of attention.

The whole process is very smooth.

Once he arrived at the new church, he let the people witness it with their own eyes, and then left immediately after consecrating the new church with his own hands.

Over the course of a long day.

Stadtkirche.

Colmar Church.

Bamberon Church.

Three new churches were unveiled.

As it goes deeper, the scale becomes larger and larger.

Until the evening hours.

When the reminder sounded in his ears, Yorks suddenly discovered that a fifth-level church had appeared among the five churches he was sitting on.

[Bamberon Church]

[Fifth Level Church]

[Holy power accumulated: 500 points]

[Number of believers: 5213]

[…]

"Sure enough, where there are many people, the resources are richer and the power is stronger."

Yorks was lying on the bed with some emotion. He looked at the ceiling in the void and couldn't help but recall the scene when he came to Bembelon in the afternoon.

That really has no place to land.

It was densely packed with human heads and bustling with people.

The only thing that is the same is that they all know what he is here to do, who he is, and what this means.

As a result, as soon as the annexation of the Bamberon Church was completed, it was instantly upgraded to a third-level church, and even closer to a fourth-level church.

"Thus……"

Yorkes looked at other data.

Move your heart and integrate all the data.

"The number of holy power points I can use in one breath is..."

Pluto Church has been promoted to the third level of church, with a total of 300 points.

Bellobello Church is already a fourth-level church with a total of 400 points.

The Stadt Church, a third-level church, will be upgraded to a fourth-level church tomorrow according to this rapid upward trend, with a total of 400 points.

The Colma Church fermented in one day and was now a fourth-level church with a total of 400 points.

"Add the 500 points of holy power from the Banbelon Church, plus the holy power accumulated in the bodies of Marcos and other priests, I can use about 7,000 points of holy power in one breath..."

After making an estimate, Yorks couldn't help but clenched his fists.

With 7,000 holy powers being summoned in one go, coupled with 2.01 points of doubling magic power, he could deal 1.4 million holy power damage and critical hits in one blow.

"One to four hundred thousand, it seems a bit scary..."

Yorks shook his head violently.

Based on the previous situation, he really couldn't imagine the damage of this blow. He originally thought that it would destroy the country with one blow, but now if it continues like this, he can't imagine the extent of this blow.

"It is estimated that if a Satan-level demon comes, I will have to fight it back..."

Yorks groaned inwardly, then closed his eyes.

In his three-dimensional view, there were dense crowds of believers outside the house, including Marcos and other priests, waiting for him.

And they have no idea how much power the people in the room they are waiting for can exert with the help of their power...

Time passed bit by bit.

People outside the house stayed up all night.

inside the house. York opened his eyes on time.

"continue……"

With these words and the escort of a group of people, York's progress continued again.

In one day, on the way to the front line, five new churches were created non-stop.

There are three fourth-level churches and two fifth-level churches.

The power that can be mastered is doubled again.

Finally, we arrived at the city of Belst where Marcos was stationed.

A seventh-level church, the Belster Church is freshly released, and it is also heading towards the eighth-level church with doubled numbers.

Only when he got here did Yorkes truly see what a big city should look like, with a bit of a cyberpunk feel. Belst City was a bigger city than the big cities in the real world in his previous life.

But because of the long wait and crazy believers, he could only hide in a luxurious room.

…

"Sir Marcos, the bishop doesn't want to see us? Why!"

Marcos wore a priest's robe that had not been made for a long time and walked on the wide aisle with carved decorations.

He is accompanied by a group of government managers.

Hearing these words, Marcos stopped immediately and looked at the somewhat confused authority managers.

In his eyes, these people are all official dignitaries of the free country, and each has their own rights.

If it were peacetime, he would be a powerful figure, but now, in this apocalypse, it is no longer worth mentioning.

The believers who place all their hopes on the bishop are like a vast ocean supporting the entire church, capable of swallowing everything and being unstoppable.

Because of the crazy believers and the bishop's advice outside, he finally understood why the church was so prosperous back then, and why it suddenly weakened in a thousand years of peaceful development.

Just because of the greed of some people, as the bishop said, the church must remain pure and uniform from now on, otherwise, if people with good intentions join in and use the power of the church to feed back their secular rights, the future will be a mess. A disaster.

History still repeats its mistakes.

"Because the bishop doesn't want to see you, that's it."

Marcos said calmly.

"Be mentally prepared. The church will be separated from all secular forces in the future. I will talk to you in detail at that time."

With that said, Marcos ignored the changes in expressions of these people and strode away immediately.

The most important thing now is not this, but to present the frontline information that has just come to hand, as well as the comprehensive cleaning and internship process of each priest, to the bishop...

It's so uncomfortable, everyone is going to be burned. Brothers, please keep warm.