Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 109 The Monastery of Santa Cata
Of course, compared to ordinary vehicles such as cars, etc., this helicopter flies very fast.

Under Healy's control, it didn't take long to walk out of the city and came to the edge of a mountain range.

The whole process only took about an hour.

Irene looked at the deep mountains and old forests, her eyes widened a little. In the sky, she only saw lush greenery, with endless horizons. The wind blowing by seemed to be blowing the hair of the forest.

She took a deep breath of fresh air, only felt her heart and lungs cool down a little, and even her eyes looked refreshed.

The comfort of a helicopter and a car is simply incomparable.

Erin subconsciously looked to the side.

In her eyes, the reassuring priest had already put away the materials in his hand.

Yorks didn't know that the novice nuns were peeping, so he just squinted his eyes.

The information given by Bishop Lovshan revealed another very important piece of information to him.

When the bishops at that time sealed the gate of hell, they also used a holy object.

That is the blood of Jesus.

The most important thing is that this bottle of unused blood of Jesus was also placed in the Santa Catta Monastery by the Pope at that time, in case of emergency...

Yorks shook his head, and couldn't help showing the kindly face of the old man. This old man is really intertwined.

At this point, combined with the currently known information, he already roughly understood the old man's arrangement.

Basically every step has a purpose.

Even trainee nun Irene might be useful. He thinks that its usefulness is likely to be a tool for finding the way, allowing him to find the remaining blood of Jesus to seal the gate of hell...

"No wonder, the old man is always talking about this is the Lord's arrangement."

Thinking of this, Yorks subconsciously looked to the side.

at the same time.

Irene didn't expect the priest to look over suddenly. When they looked at each other, she only felt that those deep eyes became deeper and deeper, and the light of wisdom flowed in them, which made people accidentally sink into them.

Realizing this, Irene quickly turned her gaze away, like a frightened rabbit, for fear that others would not know that she was peeking.

Yorks smiled, looked away, and took out the map. The only thing the old man didn't know was that he didn't want to seal the gate of hell, but to destroy it in one go, once and for all.

Holding the map and taking a few glances at the environment of the mountain range, Yorks already knew that this rolling mountain range was exactly where the Santa Cata Monastery was located.

"Father Yorks, do you want to continue flying?"

At this moment, Healy, who had a wider view than the passenger cabin, seemed to have noticed something, and asked a question.

"I seem to see a village."

Yorks looked in the direction indicated by Healy.

With a clear view high up in the air, he soon spotted the village Healy had spoken of.

The houses made of wood and bricks are scattered in twos, and there are only a few dozen small houses.

There are also some children running around and adults who are busy feeding chickens and ducks. At this moment, they stopped their hands and looked up at them.

Yorks instantly thought of the Frenchman who was in charge of regularly delivering supplies to the monastery.

This village is probably where the French usually live.

Thinking of this, Yorks already knew that the distance from here to the monastery might not be very far.

"Keep flying until you find that monastery."

Healy nodded, and continued to drive the helicopter forward.

Still, he couldn't help asking questions.

"Father Yorks, don't we need to investigate?"

So far he still doesn't know what to do, the only information he knows is to fight a demon.

Judging from the backpack prepared by the priest, Healy could feel that this demon was not simple.

"unnecessary,"

Yorks shook his head and put away the map, and told Healy and Irene who was sitting next to him what to do.

"The only thing we have to do is not to investigate, but to find the monastery, and then get rid of a demon entrenched in the monastery."

Healy's eyes lit up slightly, thinking of those warheads, he habitually let out a strange cry.

The speed of the helicopter suddenly increased.

Only Irene silently grasped the strap on her chest, feeling a little nervous.

Yorks glanced at her, then looked away, and began to search for the backpack containing the holy c4 time bomb.

If you want to become a deacon nun in Pluto Church, you will encounter evil head-on one day, so you should practice in advance.

What he needs is a deacon assistant who can take care of himself, not a drag who needs his help in everything.

When Yorks pulled the holy bomb with an equivalent of about 6 tons of TNT to his feet, it didn't take long for Healey to scream again.

"Father Yorks, is this the Santa Cata Monastery?"

Yorks frowned slightly and looked over.

In the deep mountains and old forests in the distance, a castle appeared in front of my eyes.

Gothic architectural style, tall spiers and exquisite flower windows, and a bell tower stands next to the towering main building.

Extending down, several low and elegant buildings form a castle complex, covering a very large area, which fully fits the status of the Duke of Santa Cata.

Looking at this vast castle surrounded by a tall wall, which has exactly the same layout as the Santa Cata Monastery in the photo, Yorks responded,
"Fly over and have a look."

"Okay!" Healy nodded, and began to control the helicopter and quickly flew towards the castles in the distance.

The buzzing sound resounded in this silent deep mountain forest.

Seeing the distance getting closer, Yorks looked at the holy bomb under his feet.

"It's up to you, buddy..."

At the same time, as the distance got closer, the outer perimeter of the castle complex blocked by tall trees was also reflected in the eyes of the three of Yorks.

There are one cross after another outside the wall, and behind the cross are raised hills one after another.

There are hundreds or thousands of them in the open space outside the wall, which are extremely conspicuous.

An inexplicably serious atmosphere lingered in the helicopter cabin.

"This is?" Healy asked cautiously for the first time.

Yorks didn't answer, just stared at the hundreds of small hills below, and kept silent.

Thinking of the truth behind the castle complex, Yorks knew who these hills were hiding.

The nuns who prayed day and night and guarded the gates of hell, dared not go out of the city all their lives, suffered from the erosion of demons day and night, and died here for hundreds of years in obscurity and unknown.

As if he could imagine the epic scene, Yorks couldn't help but take a deep breath to suppress the heaviness in his heart.

However, what he didn't know was that Irene next to her looked as if she had lost her soul when she saw the small hills all over the ground.

"Father Yorks," Healy said in a rare earnest tone.

"What are we going to do next? Are we going to stop here?"

Looking at these small hills, Yorks sighed,
"Fly to the top of the main building first."

　Thanks to the big black beard for the reward!The boss is still ruthless!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)