American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

After thinking about it, combined with York's actions, Mullen knew that this was the opponent's counterattack against him, this was an insult to him!

"Ho! Damn bugs!"

Mullen raised his upper body and grabbed York with a ferocious face, intending to cut York into pieces.

"How dare you mock me!! If I kill you, I will definitely kill you!"

It's a pity that its dirty black hands only grasped the void in front of York's eyes, and stopped just a few centimeters away.

The tight rope restricted its movement.

Mullen stared at York with a ferocious face, his mouth opened like a zombie about to bite.

This is indeed the case. Mullen's ferocious appearance looked like an incompetent and furious zombie in York's eyes. He glanced at Archibald, who had been watching, and did not intend to use the previous method of exorcism. He reached out and touched Maren's outstretched palm.

"Why did you choose Malen?"

"Uh-huh!"

Mullen still maintained his grasping position. He was kneeling on the bed, and because his hands were pulled by the rope, his upper body was suspended in the air with support.

"You..." Yorks raised his eyebrows, leaned forward, stopped in front of the dirty black hands, and looked directly into Mullen's blood-red eyes.

"A king of hell... is actually avoiding my questions?"

Maybe some word came to Mullen's heart. He slowly withdrew his hand and squatted on the bed in an awkward posture, tilting his head while staring at Yorkshire in front of him.

"I can choose whoever I want!" Mullen said, staring at the expressionless Yorkist and tilting his head to the other side.

"I can also possess anyone I choose! I'm your nightmare!"

York's posture did not change, and he looked at Mullen with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

This sentence indeed answered his question in disguise.

"Then why didn't you choose, uh, someone with more influence, such as the Pope? The Archbishop? Instead, you chose to possess Mullen, an ordinary, good-for-nothing person?"

In Archibald's wide eyes, when Mullen's blood-red eyes began to darken, Yorks smiled.

"But I would do this anyway. In other words, if I have your ability and choose an ordinary person like you like Maren, then I might as well stay at home."

Mullen's eyes were fixed on the smiling Yorkist. He felt the other party's ridicule. At the same time, he didn't know when the other party actually spoke to him in a superior tone. He hated this feeling.

Mullen opened his mouth full of saliva and yelled at Yorks.

Just like there was a breath in Mullen's mouth, a strong wind appeared out of thin air. If it were Archibald, he might have been blown back and suppressed by Mullen. But Yorks, who bore the brunt of the blow, had no expression on his face, and the magic power in his body automatically blocked it. in front of.

[Two magic points have been used]

Listening to the mechanical sound in his ears, Yorks looked at Malen, who was roaring at him with a ferocious face, and reached out to rub his chin.

If it were before, he would have used magic power to amplify the Bible recitation without thinking, and the effect of the cross would exorcise the demon in Mullen's body. Now he just wants to give Archibald a lesson on how to use the demon's character to achieve his own goals. .

"Roar!!!"

"…!"

Mullen's blood-red eyes turned to Archibald, who was pushed back by the mere lingering wind, and then stared at Yorks, who was as motionless as a nail nailed to the ground, with a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.

"You said that, right?" Yorks looked at Mullen who closed his mouth and smiled.

"King of Hell!"

Maren frowned, and his humane behavior made his ferocious face no longer scary.

"You don't believe me! You are doubting me!!!" Mullen moved his upper body in the direction of Yorks and hissed.

"I am the King of Hell!! I can possess anyone!! Anything!!!"

With that said, Malen took a bite of the void in the direction of Yorks.

"Uh-huh!"

Yorks smiled and did not respond. Instead, he looked behind him out of the corner of his eye. He had already heard the grunting sound of the pig.

Not long after, under everyone's gaze, the old man actually brought a pig over.

"Father!!"

The old man shrankly handed the rope to Yorks.

"Thank you, the Lord is with you."

Yorks nodded and took the rope.

The old man still didn't dare to look at Maren, and walked towards Archibald with some shyness.

"Uhhh!!!"

Mullen had no idea what this situation meant. He just stared at Yorkie and made the sound of a beast's bite at every turn.

Archibald also didn't understand. He thought of something, but it was blocked by a cloud of fog, and he couldn't think clearly.

"Hmph!"

Listening to the sound the pig made, Yorks stroked the pig next to the stool and apologized in his heart.

"King of Hell, can you really possess anyone or anything?" Yorks smiled while stroking the pig and looking at Mullen who was roaring on the bed.

"I don't really believe it! You can't!"

These words aroused Mullen's anger again, and he suddenly raised his upper body and faced Yorkist, roaring ferociously.

"I am the King of Hell, anyone! Anything!!"

York's expression remained unchanged and he continued to laugh.

"I don't believe it! You can't even possess the dumb pig next to me, and you want to possess someone else?"

Speaking of this, Yorks slapped his mouth and said.

"Tsk, tsk, is this considered the king of hell? You can't even possess a pig. I think you should be just a piece of trash in hell who is slaughtered by the same kind!!"

As if Yorkist was right, Mullen's face became more and more ferocious, and he began to frantically break free from the ropes controlling his limbs.

"I can possess anyone and anything!!!"

This scene was reflected in front of Archibald's eyes. He finally figured out what Father York was going to do, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes. It could be said that it was incredible, or it could be that his three views were being impacted.

Yorks stared at Maren who was going crazy on the bed, his expression unchanged, and he patted the pig next to him.

"King of Hell! You can prove it to me! No! Let us see what you are capable of!!"

Mullen suddenly stared at the pig next to Yorks, then knelt on the bed, raised his upper body and roared.

"I am the King of Hell!!!"

"Uhhhhhhh!!!"

"..."

The next second, under Archibald's shocked eyes, Mullen, who had raised his upper body and screamed, suddenly fell down while struggling.

Then, he saw Father York suddenly clenching his fist and punching the pig on the head.