American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

The knight called by Yorkist took a breath and his chest rose and fell. He never thought that this knight could still remember him. After all, their current status was so different that there was no comparison at all.

Except for Brother Hashem, the others, including Father Bornhard, were also quite surprised.

"Mr. Bishop York, do you still remember me?" Brother Hashem took a deep breath and managed to steady his heartbeat.

But Yorks knew that the knight's heartbeat had just exceeded 100, and smiled slightly.

"Of course I remember, after all we studied together back then."

Brother Hashem showed a wry smile. This was not learning at all. He was just learning while scorning their entire knights. You must know that most of the knights in the Vatican's knights are basically elites.

When Yorkist saw Brother Hashem's expression, he didn't show anything. He just smiled and looked at the huge stone door in front of him.

The stone gate is twenty meters high and twenty meters wide. It is directly the same as the height from the ground to here. It looks like it is embedded in it. The surrounding areas are tightly attached to the stone wall. Only a gap can be seen in the middle of the stone gate. The rest are only three small holes on the left and right doors.

It seemed that six knights, including Brother Hashem, had to help open the door.

"Open the door, Brother Hashem."

"Yes, Lord Bishop York!"

Brother Hashem immediately regained his composure, and after bowing slightly with the rest of his colleagues, he simultaneously pulled out the knight's sword from his waist, and three men on each side inserted it into the small hole of the stone door.

In an instant, a shock rippled on the stone door, spreading around the six knight swords.

Yorks knew that this was the movement caused by the magic circle, and at the same time, he also felt the scanning and recognition function of the magic circle passing over him.

There was a bang, and the stone door and the entire underground space shook, shaking out the dust.

Not long after, the stone door shook continuously. Finally, the crack in the middle door gradually widened, and the doors on both sides automatically retreated inwards.

Slowly, a huge space appeared in front of Yorks and others.

However, Yorkes raised his eyebrows.

The space in front of him was an empty hall, so deep that he could only see the stone door inside with his naked eyes.

Another stone door.

Yorkist glanced at Father Bernhard, Brother Hashem and other knights who didn't dare to look down, and he knew it all.

At present, not everyone is qualified to see the sacred artifact, because the power of the sacred artifact itself is not something that ordinary people can withstand.

Just like him, if he let go of his mental restrictions, these people would probably lie down on the spot, unable to move, and even their mental space would be shocked and impacted, ranging from coma to idiots.

"Wait for me here." York said calmly, looking at the stone door that was hundreds of meters away from here.

"I'll just go there by myself next."

"Yes, Lord Bishop York." Father Bornhard and others responded.

With a calm look on his face, Yorks stepped into the main hall inside. When he passed through the superimposed magic circle, the holy power surged in his body, and ripples appeared in the void, but he did not perform anything.

Yorks easily passed through the superimposed magic circle outside, stepped on the ground of the hall inside, and the stone door slowly closed behind him.

Yorkist ignored it and just felt the situation of the main hall carefully.

The experience here was different. He could feel the oppressive atmosphere coming from inside.

This is something I haven't experienced outside Shimen.

"It's interesting. Is this how the holy weapon behaves? No wonder it is layered with magic circles. The magic circles outside are actually blocking the leakage of this breath."

Yorks narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the stone door in front of him. He seemed to be able to see a huge ax stuck in the stone wall, with distorted ripples appearing around it.

Blink and the scene disappears.

Yorks walked over slowly, and the sound of footsteps became particularly loud in the silent space.

Until it stopped, Yorks had reached the last stone door deep inside.

But here the sense of oppression is stronger and more intense. This alone has allowed Yorkist to roughly assess the strength of the Saint Saint Olav II Harald.

Because he remembered the incarnation of the four-winged angel Dominic he met in the rot world.

"Just because the weapon has such strength, it can be confirmed that the Saint Saint Olav II Harald's strength is at least the level of a four-winged angel."

Yorks muttered in his heart: "It's a bit powerful, no wonder it can kill all those Nordic gods."

A human who is considered a lower realm to an angel can possess the strength of a four-winged angel at the very least. This is quite impressive.

In some ways, the four-winged angels are gods, officials under God.

Although he muttered, it did not affect York's actions. In fact, this sense of oppression was not worth mentioning for him, because he was already stronger than the four-winged angel. As for how strong he was, York was not I know, I just know that I am really strong, and I have initially met the requirements for creation, and I just need to take one step forward.

There is an essential difference between his creation and Alessa's. Once the needs of creation are met, he will be able to initially create life.

Of course, this is just his guess.

So in addition to particle knowledge, he also needs to learn life science knowledge.

Yorks stretched out his hand and pressed on the stone door. With a little force, the stone door made a banging sound, and then he was forcefully pushed open by Yorks.

When the stone door retreated toward the inside, in York's eyes, a stream of holy power flowed out from inside like a real veil.

This is the manifestation of the Holy Power reaching extremely high quality. Just like the condensation of earth and stone into bricks, when matter reaches a certain limit, corresponding changes will naturally occur.

Yorks stopped pushing the door, reached out to take the stream of holy power, and subconsciously looked forward.

As he had seen before, a huge stone ax was inserted directly into the stone wall, and the surrounding space was distorted. It seemed to be integrated with the entire space, exuding a powerful aura, and the surrounding air also seemed to be distorted. Pulled by this force, a unique vortex was formed.

"This is the Divine Ax - Olaf's Wrath, but it's really..." Yorks looked at the ax inserted into the wall and subconsciously licked his dry lips.

"handsome!"

The size of this giant ax is jaw-dropping.

The ax body is made of an unknown black metal, with a faint luster flowing on its surface, as if it contains endless power.

The ax blade was extremely sharp and shone with a cold light, making it intimidating.

The ax handle is made of a hard wooden material, with complex patterns carved on the surface, making it look simple and mysterious.

What concerned York the most was the aura exuded by the giant axe.

"It's like there's life in it."

This is indeed the case, Yorks felt this the moment he saw the Divine Ax - Olaf's Wrath with his own eyes.

Because the closer the distance, the stronger the pressure he could feel, as if there was an invisible force preventing him from getting closer.

"But that won't stop me. Even your master, Saint Olav II Harald, may not be better than me!"

Yorks had a strong sense of confidence on his face. When firearms became useless, he just lacked the medium to attack.

And this ax of divine judgment - Olaf's Wrath appeared in front of him from the data, and happened to come to Norway. It happened that this ax was near the crack in the world, and he already had the idea of ​​owning a weapon.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come specifically to take a look. He just came here on purpose to look for weapons.

For him, no one can use the sacred weapon if it is kept, so it is better for him to carry it forward.

But I have to say that treasures can really make people want to own them.

The moment he saw it with his own eyes, Yorkist knew that he liked the temperament of this divine ax - Olaf's Wrath.

"This is the weapon a man should use."

Yorkist grinned, as if he was speaking to the ax of divine judgment - Olaf's Wrath.

"And I am a real man, qualified to deserve you, and qualified to use you."

After the words fell, Yorks walked against the strong sense of oppression.

An inaudible roar exploded in the void, and the ripples in the air were directly visible to the naked eye.

"You can't stop me."

Yorks shook his head, his steps were very firm, and he walked step by step towards the ax of judgment in front of him - Olaf's Wrath.

Even though the surrounding void has shaken into waves visible to the naked eye, the entire basement is shaking.

He still walked slowly towards the ax of divine judgment - Olaf's Wrath.

"Although it's almost the same size as me, it doesn't affect my use."

Yorks ignored the movement in the void and looked at the divine ax in front of him - Olaf's Wrath, with only admiration in his eyes. He was already imagining the day when he would use an ax as big as himself to chop down evil.

Before reaching out to grab Olaf's Wrath, the ax of divine judgment, Yorks suddenly remembered something and stopped.

He recalled the memories of breaking into the Monastery of Santa Carta when he expelled Valak and when he first met Sister Irene.

At that time, he seemed to have absorbed the diluted holy blood of Jesus, which was the false blood of Jesus.

Thinking of this, Yorks' heart moved.

The levels of sacred objects and sacred weapons are actually the same. Although Jesus' hemostasis is very special and cannot be confused with each other, fake sacred objects can trigger system prompts. The sacred weapon, the Divine Ax - Olaf's Wrath, should also be eligible to trigger it. a mechanism of the system.

"It seemed that it was triggered when I personally touched the diluted Jesus to stop the bleeding."

Thinking of this, Yorks didn't hesitate anymore and directly grabbed the handle of Olaf's Wrath Ax, the ax of divine judgment that was inserted into the wall.

A cool feeling came from his palm.

Yorks suddenly realized that the size of his right hand and the handle of the ax fit perfectly, as if they were one body.

At the same time, the wooden material of the ax handle has been carefully polished, smooth yet textured, and perfectly fits the curve of his palm.

Yorks looked over and saw that his palm was tightly wrapped around the ax handle, and his fingers naturally fit into the groove between it.

"good!"

Yorks couldn't help but let out a breath, and he had already made up his mind to take away this ax of divine judgment - Olaf's Wrath.

It's just a pity that the level of this Divine Ax seems to be lower than the diluted blood of Jesus, which is a pseudo-holy object, and it is not qualified to trigger the system's mechanism.

This undoubtedly made Yorkist a little disappointed, and he looked at the ax of divine judgment inserted on the wall - Olaf's Wrath.

"So you're just little Karami? It's okay, I don't dislike you anyway."

Ignoring the sudden fluctuations around the axe, Yorks emitted a layer of intense white holy light, preparing to pull out the divine ax - Olaf's Wrath - from the wall with his own strength.

But before he could make any move, something surprising happened suddenly. At that moment, a familiar mechanical sound sounded in his ears.

[Holy Artifact: The weapon of the Saint Saint Olaf II Harald, the Ax of Divine Judgment—Olav’s Wrath]

[Effect]

①Sacred Purification: Olaf's Wrath has powerful divine power, which can dispel the atmosphere of darkness and evil and cause additional damage to evil creatures.

②Destroy evil and slay demons: Every swing of the giant ax carries the power of divine judgment, which can break the enemy's defense and directly attack its soul. This effect is particularly significant for evil creatures such as demons and undead.

③Power blessing: When wielding Olaf's Wrath, the holder can greatly enhance his own strength, speed and endurance.

④Healing Light: During the break between battles, Olaf's Wrath can release a warm and sacred light, healing wounds and restoring physical strength for the holder and allies.

⑤Sacred Aegis: When the holder faces a fatal threat, Olaf's Wrath can inspire a sacred aura, shrouding the holder in it, and resisting all attacks for a short period of time.

[…]

A series of effects sounded in York's ears in the form of mechanical sound transmission.

"Sorry, it's my fault, you're the great Karami."

Looking at the angry words on the panel, Yorks smiled, looked at the virtual window of [hold or not] that appeared on the Ax of Divine Judgment, and then thought to himself.

"yes."

He believes that the system's rule-like ability can definitely help him save a lot of steps in identifying the master. Even if the Ax of Divine Judgment does not want to recognize the master, it will be of no use in front of the system, because the system is literally his own rules. ability.

[Start conversion]

A mechanical sound suddenly rang in his ears.

[Hold successfully]

With these words, the trembling space around him instantly returned to calm.

And York's smile became even brighter, because a strong sense of comfort was spreading from his hand and ax handle.

His hand seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and perfectly integrated with the ax handle. At this moment, the hand and the ax handle seemed to become a whole, jointly carrying the power of the Divine Ax.

Yorks inexplicably felt the excitement coming from the Divine Ax and smiled slightly.

"It seems that you also feel lonely and imprisoned here. If so, then I will give you freedom. From now on, you can follow me. I will take you to kill disobedient demons and more enemies. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yorks raised his hand and easily pulled out the Divine Ax inserted into the wall with one hand.

There was a loud bang.

All the walls suddenly shattered, and there were signs of collapse.

Father Bornhard and others outside were already extremely anxious, because even with the obstruction and protection of the superimposed magic circle, they could still feel the previous movements.

But now he is even more panicked, spinning in place like an ant's top anxiously, but not daring to come in.

[Particle form]

Yorks instantly transformed into particle form and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The sky above, including the surroundings, and the earth and rocks outside were all controlled by invisible forces, and then instantly fit together again, and everything returned to its original appearance.