American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

Suddenly hearing this sentence, Yorkshire raised his eyebrows, did not answer this sentence, but asked seriously:

"What did you feel just now?"

Alessa thought about it seriously and said crisply.

"It's gone, it's scary."

Yorks laughed a little. As expected of Alesha, the words she spoke were as direct and simple as a child. Although it is said to be a god believed by the aboriginal Indians, from the moment of consciousness to birth, it is actually the same as that of human beings. Almost like a kid.

Although there are fundamental differences.

Because of Alessa's words, Yorks murmured in his heart.

Is this what he shows after his power leaks out or enters the particle state?

But this murmur disappeared in the blink of an eye, because mental strength is more important than such irrelevant things.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yorks asked again.

"Alesha, can you tell uncle how you created the inner and outer worlds?"

Alessa tilted her head, and everything she did was filled with the word cute. She frowned, thought about it seriously, and then nodded and shook her head.

"kindness?"

"Uncle York, actually I don't know either." Alessa looked at York and whispered sheepishly.

"It seems like I can create exactly the same thing just by thinking about it."

This statement is indeed very powerful, and Yorkist doesn't know how to respond.

But I thought about it seriously.

There are gods and demons in this parallel world, although the individual births of gods and demons may be somewhat different. For example, Alessa was born from the endless source of faith, which was something he had never heard of or seen.

According to Alessa, there was Silent Hill first and then there was her, and Silent Hill can be considered her body.

Then, coupled with the sudden increase in the number of aboriginal Indians worshiping her, she somehow gained some power that she had never had before.

That is very pure faith.

These beliefs were formed from the best wishes of the aboriginal people, but she had not yet developed consciousness at that time, and she was just like a walking zombie, constantly absorbing these pure sources of belief.

Over time, in those long years, the source of faith grew stronger and stronger, and under the influence of those beautiful prayers, she gave birth to some consciousness.

In the end, the Indians were invaded and many dark things happened.

The Indians' prayers became stronger and stronger, and Alessa was born suddenly under such circumstances. But during those dark years, these prayers began to become less beautiful, so some pure sources of faith became Became a different person.

Alessa, who was just born from the pure source of faith, instinctively hated this dark power, so she began to divide it, until now.

All these things reminded Yorkist of the god-like novels he read in his previous life.

In those novels, the path to becoming a god is all related to the power of faith.

"Can incense become a god?" This word came to York's mind because of Alessa.

As for why he thought of this, it was because of his rotten world. Yorks was certain that he could control the power of faith in the rotten world.

The power of faith in the entire world is much greater than Alessa's.

And because it is a period of peace and rapid development, coupled with the guidance of the church for good, the power of faith can be said to be very pure.

"Can I?"

But as soon as the idea came up, Yorks was killed immediately.

Because according to the saying that incense became a god in the previous life, once the incense is scarce, the strength will quickly decline.

Just like Alessa said, she is not in her prime now, and Alessa in black dress who controls the source of darkness is much stronger than her.

Doesn’t this mean that when a believer or the power of belief is gone, he has no power at all?

"It must not be left in anyone's hands." Yorkshire made up his mind secretly, with a greater understanding in his heart.

"Only what is yours is yours."

"Uncle York, what are you thinking about?"

As the child's voice sounded, Yorks looked over and saw Alessa stretching out her little hand, dangling in front of him.

Yorks smiled: "Nothing, Alessa, can you show me how to do it for uncle?"

Maybe it could help him, Alessa suddenly became excited and nodded like a child.

"Look at Uncle Yorks."

Alessa stretched out her little hand and spread her palm.

Yorks nodded in response.

"I'm thinking about a paintbrush right now," Alessa said. “Then I can create it.”

The next second, under his witness, powerful mental power fluctuations appeared in Alessa's hands.

Not long after, he saw a paintbrush slowly growing from beginning to end, and finally appeared in Alessa's palm.

Yorks took it and felt it carefully. This brush gave him the same feeling as the world inside and outside, but Yorks could feel that this pen could be used. It could still be used by people just like the brushes in the real world.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He really couldn't figure out this kind of thing.

In addition to spiritual power, he really couldn't tell what kind of power it contained, whether it contained the power of faith or Alessa's own unique authority. After all, Silent Hill was a physical object and Alessa's body.

"Forget it, let's think carefully about our own strength."

Yorks shook his head inwardly. He could also have the ability to manifest this kind of mental power into physical objects, but he couldn't create such a physical feeling.

After thinking about it, it might still be related to the power of faith, but he didn't want to borrow this power and integrate it into himself. This probably meant that he couldn't learn from Alessa and could only follow his own path.

That is to use science and physics to create his world and his people.

"However, this trip is not without experience and insights." Yorks looked at Alessa and returned the brush to her.

"Uncle York, didn't I help you?" Alessa's loss was visible to the naked eye, and she seemed to be aware of the current situation.

"No, you helped uncle a lot. I'm very happy, Alessa." Yorks smiled, reached out and touched the top of Alessa's head, who turned from despair to smile, and said gently.

"Thank you, Alessa."

"Hehe." Alessa smiled so hard that her star-like eyes narrowed.

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at the same time.

It is an island country that is completely covered by the sea and is subject to tsunamis from time to time.

In a village where the villagers had long since been dispersed, a woman in a black suit carrying a suitcase came out of the thick fog. She looked very capable.

Her face is cold and delicate, showing firmness and wisdom. Her long eyebrows show a natural arc, revealing decisiveness and determination. Her eyes are bright and sharp, revealing intelligence and intelligence. Her straight nose bridge and elegant lips Showing her perseverance and determination, her jawline is clear, showing a firm and confident personality.

The important thing is that in this village where there is thick fog and it is difficult to see the end of the road ahead, this woman is actually wearing a pair of black sunglasses.

This seems very special.

"There have been more and more incidents recently." The woman stopped at the intersection of the village, looked at the unpopular village in front of her, and slowly took off her sunglasses.

When the sunglasses were taken off, a very obvious scar appeared on her right eye.

Under normal circumstances, this scar, which is larger than the eye, is tantamount to disfigurement for a woman who loves beauty.

But in front of this woman, this scar matched her capable and very special temperament, but it seemed to complement each other, adding a bit of coldness to her already cold face.

She thought for a while, leaving the suitcase in her hand where it was, and then walked towards the village in front of her. As soon as she entered and stepped into the entrance of the village, the woman stopped immediately, and the coldness on her body increased.

"What a powerful resentment and filth."

The woman murmured to herself as her surroundings seemed to turn a reddish color.

She watched the thick fog in the sky begin to change and gather quickly. She put her hands together, closed her eyes, and formed a mudra in seconds, when the reddish thick fog in front of her quickly gathered and rushed towards her.

She muttered words, and the spiritual power in her body instantly exploded under her spell.

"Gao Tianyuan, your god is sitting here, Emperor Xu congratulates your dear god, Luqi, and God Lumei is your order to know Di.

Eight million gods are equal to the collection of gods.

Congratulations! "

This is the incantation of the Great Exorcism, a blessing used to drive away impurity. When used in conjunction with spiritual power, it can exert a huge purifying effect.

After the woman muttered the words, the huge spiritual power erupted from her body, mixed with the purifying effect of the big words, directly hit the dense fog in front of her.

In an instant, there was a roar.

The burst of spiritual power instantly dispelled the thick fog that shrouded the village, and the power of the spell in the woman's mouth began to appear at this moment.

"For a long time, in the country of Fenglizhi, your desolate spirit and attentiveness are equivalent to the mother-in-law's words to ask, and the roots of love in Zhizhi will be established!"

The Japanese day high saw the country and Anguo ascended to Fengli, Dixiadu, Pangener, and the palace pillar Taifu established Di! "

"..."

The purification of the congratulatory message quickly spread to the entire village along with the dissipation of her spiritual power, directly forcibly purifying the filth hidden in the surrounding corners.

The spells kept falling, and although the sound was small, it resounded throughout this small village, causing the ground to emit unpleasant smoke.

Not long after, there was a slight scream.

Calmness suddenly returned, and the small village that had been shrouded in thick fog returned to its original state. The sun shone down from above, adding a bit of warmth.

The woman opened her eyes at this moment, glanced around her coldly, then picked up her sunglasses and put them on again, turned around and left.

Every move she makes is very capable and decisive, but it is very eye-catching. I just feel that this woman has experienced hundreds of battles, which makes people full of security.

With an expressionless face, the woman walked to the open space where the suitcase was placed, looked back at the village, then stretched out her hand to grab the handle of the suitcase and left the place.

Keep walking along the trail, and at the intersection more than a hundred meters away, there is a group of people waiting for her.

There were villagers, women in suits, and policemen in police uniforms.

"Higa Kotoko-sama."

While this group of people were waiting anxiously, when they saw the woman appear, they rushed over to her.

"Are you okay?" someone asked worriedly, not caring about the success or failure of the exorcism, but more concerned about the woman's safety.

Higa Kotoko looked at this group of people, still with the same expressionless expression, keeping away from strangers. She didn't even take off her sunglasses, she just handed the suitcase in her hand to the men in suits and said calmly.

"I have removed the filth. You have to wait two days before going in."

After saying that, Higa Kotoko walked forward on her own, and the people in front of her got out of the way.

Her stature was slightly taller than everyone present, and the scene presented an effect of standing out from the crowd.

"Higa Kotoko-sama..."

Even though someone was calling her, Higa Kotoko still didn't stop, but continued walking towards the car in front.

The man in a black suit hurriedly followed behind.

"Lord Higa Kotoko! Thank you for coming, we are grateful!"

The excited voices of the villagers came from behind. Higa Kotoko just paused, then opened the car door and got in. At the same time, she closed the car door to block the many sights outside.

"Let's go."

At this time, the two women in suits had already sat in the front seat of the car. After nodding, they immediately started the car and left the place under the watch of many eyes.

Thinking of something, Higa Kotoko's breathing rate fluctuated and she spoke.

"Are there any other incidents?"

The two women in the front seat looked at each other, and the woman in the passenger seat answered first.

"Lord Kotoko Higa, the remaining supernatural incidents have been entrusted to other psychics. You have dealt with twelve supernatural incidents. Please take a rest."

rest?

Higa Kotoko's expression changed, and she just shook her head. Under the doubtful eyes of the two men in the front seat, she took out a small brick that didn't look like a modern mobile phone from her arms, flipped it a few times and dialed a number. Number.

After a while, the call was connected, and a calm man's voice sounded in Higa Kotoko's ears.

"Hello."

Hearing these words, Higa Kotoko took off her sunglasses and said, "Mr. Bishop Pedlio, I am Higa Kotoko. Can I ask you a question?"

"Say." The voice coming from the mobile phone had no emotion, but the tone was a little strange, as if he knew what questions Higa Kotoko would ask.

"There have been more and more supernatural incidents recently, and the filth has become more and more powerful. What I want to ask is, has anything changed in that place?"

As the strongest spiritual medium in the island country, after inheriting the largest shrine and becoming a saint, she is qualified to know the truth of the world.

For the most part, if there's going to be any big change, it's that something happened to the world rift that caused a chain reaction.

The other side of the call is at St. Mary's Cathedral in Tokyo.

Santa Maria Cathedral was built in 1961 and completed in 1964. It is located on the former site of Tokyo Christ Church. It was creatively designed based on Gothic architectural style.

The main body is contrary to the traditional wall and roof design, with a curved wall rising from the oblique quadrilateral plane on the ground, and gathering at the top to form a horizontal cross-shaped skylight.

Looking down it looks like a Latin cross, looking up it looks like a silver bird spreading its wings and about to fly. The church bell tower is separated from the main body of the church and is 60 meters high. It looks like a silver needle piercing the sky.

On an aisle inside, an old man who was walking with a group of clergy replied calmly.

"yes."