American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

In addition to releasing huge amounts of energy, an explosion can also produce powerful shock waves and high-temperature gases along with violent sounds and bright lights.

There is also a very strong sense of vibration.

"boom!!!"

This was the first bombardment of the power of the Yorkist experiment.

Baker and the others, who had just escaped from the building, and Jeffrey, who had just rushed to the third floor, were already deeply shocked.

They couldn't imagine what was going on inside, nor what kind of battle could trigger such an explosion.

"Jeffrey!!"

When Jeffrey quickly rushed to the first floor, Baker walked out of the crowd of people who were happy to have escaped, and greeted him with a happy face.

"Um."

Jeffrey took a breath and nodded. Before he could say anything, Yorks' second bombing came again.

boom! ! ! ! !

The huge bombing sound resounded throughout the night, and everyone present could feel the strong vibration in the air.

This is the residual shock wave.

They, including Baker and Jeffrey, looked up blankly at the seventh floor where huge sparks and dust exploded, where only billowing dust smoke and a huge gap were left.

"What happened?" Baker subconsciously thought of the priest who was usually unsmiling and made him feel very loyal.

Not only them, but also the nearby residents who heard the explosion or the security guards and other employees in the nearby similarly tall buildings suddenly turned into alert creatures and entered a fighting posture. Unlike the East, everyone Each of the awakened residents took out the firearms they purchased from somewhere in their rooms before thinking about other things...

At this time, a coughing sound sounded from the seventh floor where the Jesse Building explosion occurred.

"Ahem! It hurts a little..."

After crashing through two walls and stopping in an office, Yorks coughed several times while looking ahead. The violent shock wave still caused him a little damage.

"finished?"

Thinking of the violent explosion just now, Yorks looked at the smoke-filled front, took a deep breath, and continued to stand up with his sword in hand.

There was a vague pain in my back, so I followed my instinct and silently recited my personal panel.

Ignoring all attribute values ​​and focusing on health, unexpectedly the loss of health was relatively small, which also made him relax a lot.

A higher health value means that he can have a chance of making mistakes and can stand firm for a long time.

[…]

[HP 93/111]

[…]

After confirming the health value, Yorks looked at the smoke-filled, still silent front. He was not idle, but took this opportunity to continue loading, replenishing ammunition for the shotgun and Line Bauer, and getting ready for battle.

He currently has very little magic power, with only [Magic Value: 10/157.5] left, so now he must rely on melee combat and wait for the magic value to recover.

According to his estimation, adding 10 points of magic power to increase the explosive power of the grenade can break the demon's surface defense. Then using 10 points of magic power to increase the cross and the Bible will definitely cause a certain amount of damage to the devil.

After all, the three-piece exorcism set is the standard for dealing with demons. This is something that cannot be avoided.

However, after loading the ammunition into two Winchester M1897s, there was still no movement from the front.

"Is it really over?"

Yorks hesitated a little, picked up the Linebauer revolver, pointed at the smoke ahead and pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Five consecutive shots were fired in the blink of an eye, but there was still no movement in the front.

Subconsciously looking at the mission window, there was nothing there. Yorks breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled out the knight's sword and inserted it into the scabbard on his back. He twisted the depleted Linebauer and took out a 50-caliber special weapon from the belt at his waist. The bullets were loaded into the cylinder one by one, and he walked forward cautiously.

It wasn't until he penetrated the billowing dust and smoke and walked to the gap that Yorks truly felt relieved. In front of him was a huge gap almost the size of an office, with some residual signs of an explosion, but the demon with human form and beauty had disappeared. There was no trace, leaving only a pool of sputtering black blood...

"He must have been beaten away. I don't know if he was seriously injured..."

Yorks let out a breath again, put Linebauer in the holster at his waist, lifted the backpack fastened on his shoulders, and walked towards the emergency exit.

From the gap, with the height of the seventh floor, he could already see multiple police cars whirring and arriving quickly, and there were several vehicles that looked like military vehicles nearby.

"I have a headache. How should I explain to the old man that such a big fight has happened?"

"Oh, never mind, I'm not messing around, I'm fighting the devil..."

"..."

York's chanting came out from the huge gap with the sound of wind, spreading farther and farther until it dissipated, and he disappeared into the darkness.

the next day.

As if nothing was wrong, Yorks woke up from Bashi's bed and washed himself.

I had a casual breakfast with a sandwich in the living room, picked up the box for today's donation and the backpack I carry every day, and continued to the garage to prepare for church.

However, what happened last night was indeed a big deal. Just from the radio in the car, Yorks could know the impact of this incident.

Every broadcast is basically promoting that the explosion that occurred in the Jesse Building last night was a demonstration by a terrorist against the great United States. It was a terrorist attack that had an impact on human security...

What's important is that the phone rang in the storage box next to it, and it was connected to the center console screen, and it came on time.

Yorkes glanced at the caller on the screen, subconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth, and then directly pressed the red phone icon to reject the call.

The caller was Gabriel, and I'm afraid he was scolded again for making too much noise.

However, the ringtone rang again after a while, and Yorks glanced sideways. This time it was a caller that was difficult to refuse, so he had no choice but to click on the call button on the screen of the car's center console.

"Yorks, were you responsible for what happened in the Jesse Building?" came an old, calm and magnetic voice, which easily made people think that the protagonist of the voice was a kind-hearted and charming old man.

"yes."

Yorks did not hide it. After all, he would have to write a report later to explain the matter in detail, and then send it back to the church for registration.

"Oh, I knew it, kid, I'm old, I can't answer so many calls."

"Then don't accept it. All the people under you are doing it for free? Don't do so many things when you are old. Take care of yourself. What will I do if you get tired and go to heaven? Those bishops won't let you go. Don’t miss the chance to criticize me.”

The chatter of yorkers in a room of luxury. The sound echoed in the room covered with cross symbols. An old man still lying on the bed was holding a mobile phone with a phone cord, squinting his eyes and smiling.

"I will seriously consider your suggestion, but kid, can you tell me what happened last night? I'm very curious..."

Hearing this, Yorks pinched his nose subconsciously.

"Okay, but I have a proposal."

The old man said with a kind smile. "What proposal?"

"Lend me some money..."