American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"Familiar feeling."

In a space channel where countless space energies meet, a person is walking slowly inside.

"Compared to when I first came in, the pain became less severe and it didn't cause any harm to me."

Yorks was carrying a huge satchel and stretched out his right hand.

The all-round physique brings about the most basic changes.

Endurance, strength, speed and physical defense.

These, combined with the physical evolution and regeneration that comes with health points, are very compatible.

It is considered as 1+1 equals 2.

The protective film guarded by the holy power was scattered, and the energy of the void swept away.

Under York's watchful eye.

The skin on my hands only shows signs of peeling and recovers instantly.

This shows that he can walk in the void with his physical body alone without any supernatural power protection.

"good."

Yorks clenched his fists. After his all-round physical fitness exceeded 200, he clearly felt that his muscle fibers and some physiological mechanisms had changed.

Because he saw the densely packed muscle fibers from the peeling skin.

This is obviously not something ordinary people can have.

It is well known that as long as you have more muscle fibers and a higher density of muscle fibers, you can produce more force than the average person.

"Go back and test it to see how many tons of power it has."

Yes, measured in tons, Yorks now really feels like he can destroy a building with his physical body alone.

This was an idea that had never occurred to me before.

At the same time, this is also the feeling it brings to him after the strength, endurance, defense, speed, etc. are greatly improved.

Seeing that the back of his hand had just peeled off to reveal the red color inside, and then recovered instantly, Yorks blinked, covered it with holy power, and then continued to walk alone in the huge space passage.

Just like a real lone ranger, there is no one around.

Only the energy that keeps scraping and can scrape off human flesh and blood is flowing.

In the channel, due to spatial distortion or distortion, the flow of time may even be different from the outside world, making people unable to perceive the concept of time, disrupting their sense of direction and perception, and making it impossible to accurately judge the path forward or back.

Yorks stared ahead and walked silently, knowing that he was walking in the right direction.

It’s just a question of how much time is consumed.

I don’t know how long I’ve been gone.

Yorks went through phases that were sometimes silent and sometimes filled with buzzing sounds.

I have also gone through a stage where my body feels light, as if I am floating in nothingness.

This is not the most difficult.

The path of the passage is actually irregular. Sometimes it is winding and sometimes straight, giving people the illusion of walking in a maze through time and space.

This made Yorkes sigh:

"No wonder no one dares to enter the crack without extraordinary power, so that only I can enter.

The only thing I don't know is what the comparison of the speed of time is. Isn't it one day in the sky and one year on the ground?

If so, it would be over. According to the time silently counted in my heart, I have been away for four months..."

As if he felt a certain kind of loneliness for the first time, York was thinking erratically, inexplicably thinking of the little nun and Healy.

He was a little reminded of the food cooked by the little nun, and he didn't know if she studied it specially. Yorkshire always found it very appetizing.

At the same time, it does feel a bit lonely without the active atmosphere of Healy's living treasure every day.

Yorks smiled and picked up his satchel, which contained something he wanted to give to Healy.

This guy's talent is extremely outstanding. He feels that the equipment from another world can bring a novel way of thinking and new enlightenment to Healy.

Unfortunately, the resources in the other world don't seem to have what he wants.

Even though Marcos and others used the efforts of the five countries, they still could not find the drug that is said to have the effect of prolonging life.

"Just keep looking."

Yorks looked calm and continued walking forward.

The time is long and the journey is monotonous.

Yorks still couldn't help but think randomly, he finally thought of something.

Since the introduction of the plug-in, when all abilities were digitized, he has never been able to distinguish his own strength position.

After a fight with Dominic, an angel, I finally got an idea.

"According to information and legends, there are nine levels of angels, divided into upper, middle and lower. The lower ones have only two wings, the middle ones have four wings, and the upper ones have six wings. Angels are ranked at the second middle level, in the four-winged angel class."

There was silence.

Yorkist muttered.

"At the beginning, I could sense that Dominic's full power was only 100,000 points of holy power."

"For an upper-middle-level capable angel, the four-winged angel is equal to one hundred thousand points."

"Then if I remove the foreign objects and add in the doubling of the magic power, the holy power I can use will be close to 60,000 points, which means I am equal to half the strength of the four-winged angel?"

Walking to a special passage, footsteps began to appear. Yorks raised his eyebrows slightly, still thinking about this issue.

He felt that his strength was not limited to this.

Because at this time, if he did not borrow any foreign objects and had another match with Dominic with his current strength, he would still be sure to win.

"Because I have more means besides holy power." Yorks smiled calmly.

As he becomes stronger, he becomes more and more confident.

"I can only say that no matter where you go, strength will always be the basis for self-confidence."

Yorks felt a little emotional, this sentence really stuck out from beginning to end.

Sensing that the energy around the channel was becoming more and more stable, Yorks stopped thinking and looked forward. A little red light appeared at the end of his field of vision.

"It's probably coming soon!"

This sentence came to York's mind.

But what Yorks didn't know was that when he walked in this passage that contained countless dangers, he also triggered some chain reactions.

The end of the passage.

It is wide and huge, like the crack of a giant dragon shining with red light.

It is a bright red color, exuding strong energy fluctuations, burning like a burning flame.

At this time, the energy fluctuations became more powerful.

The red light filled the entire hall.

The whole space is all red.

The riot of energy caused a nearby detection instrument to buzz.

The numbers on the screen, measured in seconds, kept increasing.

"not good!"

The clergy, who had always been waiting there, looked at the instrument that seemed to be exploding and then at the sudden burst of cracks, and their expressions changed drastically.

"There is something strange in Brother Healy's detection equipment."

After Bishop York entered the Crack, the Crack had remained very calm.

It even started to squeeze together, like a hole glued into a red line.

Today, the crack that was originally just a red line suddenly opened wide, erupting with this huge energy fluctuation.

This made the clergy waiting there think of something.

"Is it possible that the Bishop of York is coming back?"

Someone spoke up.

"Brother Healy said that as long as there is a change in the instrument, it means that something inside the crack has changed."

Then someone else stared at the jumping numbers on the device and said anxiously:

"Let's go! We can't stay here for long. Brother Healy said that once his detection equipment reaches the upper limit, it means this place is going to explode!"

"Let's go! We can't stay here."

As soon as this sentence came out.

Many clergymen felt nervous and hurriedly left the hall, which had been illuminated red by red light.

So, a group of clergy gathered in the open space outside looking at the hall that was like a fire.

Someone was directing, Brother Jesus, who was already in charge here, said in a deep voice.

"Go and tell Sister Eileen and Brother Healy about the changes in the hall."

"Yes!" Someone left in response.

"And disperse the believers and tourists here." Brother Jesus continued in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Someone else left in response.

In this way, one arrangement after another came from the mouth of Brother Jesus.

Some people consciously accepted every arrangement and left in a hurry.

For a time, there were fewer and fewer clergy outside the hall.

Only thirteen clergy including Brother Jesus were left staring at this place.

At this time, the main hall, which was illuminated red, only became redder.

The energy fluctuations contained in it shocked Brother Jesus and other clergymen.

In their perception, the hall in front of them was like a volcano ready to erupt. They didn't know when it would suddenly explode, killing a large number of people.

This premonition lingered in the hearts of Brother Jesus and others. They only breathed heavily and did not flinch.

Just because their duty is to protect this crack.

A monk hurriedly came from the aisle on the right: "Brother Jesus! Sister Irene, and Brother Healy are not in the main church!

They left messages, and priests they knew asked for help, and they went to help. "

Hearing this, Brother Jesus' face twitched. He stared at the main hall that seemed to be on the verge of an explosion, with a helpless look on his face:

"How could it be such a coincidence! The cracks that usually have no movement happened to change at this time."

"Could it be that Bishop York is coming back?"

Brother Andrade next to him spoke out. He was the monk who had previously beaten a superpower named Frank, who was unable to fight back.

"It's like what Bishop York said. According to records, the crack will eventually be accompanied by an explosion. I remember the bishop also said that if there is any change in the crack, we'd better evacuate."

"It's a bit like it." Brother Jesus stared at the main hall and took a deep breath. He couldn't help but think of Bishop York, and he made a prompt decision.

"Then let's retreat further. Otherwise, if the bishop really comes back and we are killed, then the gain will outweigh the loss."

A group of clergymen once again prepared to retreat.

But what they don't know is.

The space cracks in the hall became more and more twisted, like a red vortex ready to move at its core. A low rumble came from the crack, like the roar of a giant beast.

The center is like a huge red heart, beating constantly and exuding terrifying fluctuations.

The air began to twist, forming twisted ripples, like waves of time and space, and the walls of the hall began to tremble slightly.

The main hall, which was already illuminated red, suddenly burst into red light, and the energy inside that had been suppressed by the magic circle left by Yorkist exploded instantly.

The pupils of Brother Jesus and other clergymen shrank.

Under their gaze.

Endless red light spurted out from the main hall, distorting everything in the main hall.

It was like a bottomless pit, swallowing up everything around it. The pillars in the temple instantly shattered, kicking up huge amounts of dust.

A huge explosion was deafening, and the red shock wave spread around the exploded hall, as if the entire space collapsed at this moment, and a chaotic darkness swallowed everything up.

"No! Work together to resist!"

This burst of energy instantly spread across the entire site, and Brother Jesus and other clergymen could only mobilize the holy power in their bodies with all their strength, and together they formed a white holy power protective shield.

But the protective shield that had just enveloped them, when this burst of red energy invaded, the space seemed to freeze for a few seconds before collapsing.

It can't be held back for long.

Brother Jesus and other clergymen could only watch as the energy that broke their protective circle rushed right in front of their eyes and onto them.

"Guard justice, defend truth, and protect..."

Brother Jesus subconsciously remembered his oath. He clenched the handle of the knight's sword and closed his eyes. He could already feel a burning sensation on his skin.

However, at this critical moment.

A calm voice sounded.

"stop!"

The sound echoed in the space instantly, like a mysterious melody traveling through time, and the entire space seemed to suddenly fall into a strange tranquility.

"this?"

Hearing the voice of his colleague next to him, Brother Jesus couldn't help but open his confused eyes and look in front of him.

He was also a little distracted.

At some point, a person appeared in the center of the exploded hall.

Wearing a simple and elegant bishop's robe, he also carried a large shoulder bag.

The whole body exudes the meaning of inviolable holiness.

His eyes revealed a determination that transcended time.

Around this person, broken stones hung in mid-air, dust solidified in the air, time seemed to be frozen, and the red energy that had just been irresistible stopped at a certain moment in space, forming a beautiful and incredible picture.

All combined together, it was like a huge picture floating in front of him.

This is not the Bishop of York, who else.

"Bishop York, you're back..." Brother Jesus stared at the bishop and muttered to himself. He didn't know why the bishop in front of him had the ability to make people feel calm.

"What's going on?"

The Bishop's surprised words rang in my ears. In the stagnant world, time seemed to start flowing again, and everything returned to its dynamic state.

Broken stones fell and dust flew away, but the scene at that moment left an eternal mark deep in the souls of Brother Jesus and other clergy.

"kindness?"

Hearing no answer, Yorks stared at the sluggish clergy in front of him, somewhat confused, and could only think that they were frightened.

But he waved his hand first, and wiped away the remaining space energy in the void in one breath to avoid causing further losses.

This explosion-like red space energy was something he would often encounter when walking in the passage and he was already familiar with it.

After completing this step, Yorks took another look at the ruins at his feet and felt relieved.

"Fortunately, I came out in time, otherwise..."

Thinking of this, Sir York continued to cast his gaze on the clergy in front of him.

He didn't notice the figure of the little nun and Healy. Logically speaking, the two of them had already been there for such a big movement.

After looking back at the crack and confirming that it had disappeared, York began to move forward towards the group of stunned clergy.

"My nun Sister Eileen and Brother Healy are not here?"

Yorks walked on the ruins and spoke again.

After saying these words, Brother Jesus and the other clergy suddenly woke up.

"Back to the bishop, Sister Eileen and Brother Healy are out for something. According to the information they left, a priest asked for help, and they went to help."

Seeing the bishop coming from the ruins, Brother Jesus took the lead and rushed towards the bishop, finishing these words in one breath.

Yorks raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at the clergyman who spoke first. He knew who this was and smiled gently.

"Brother Jesus, can you tell me first how much time has passed since I entered the rift?"

Compared with other things, and after knowing the situation of the little nun and Healy, he was very curious about the flow of time. .