Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 112 Reading
Of course, Yorks stared at the deep path, not forgetting the last cloud bomb.

Under the watchful eyes of Healy and the others, Yorks picked up the connected RPG-7 from the helicopter and carried it on his shoulders.

Seeing this, the trainee nun Irene was in a trance. She was wearing a white trainee monk's uniform, holding the grenade belt on her chest with both hands, and looked at the priest next to her with a feeling of being shocked in her eyes.

She had never seen a priest like this.

He holds a grenade gun in his right hand.

Belts full of ammunition.

RPG-7 held in the left hand and slung over the shoulder.

Coupled with the figure of the priest, he is just like a...

Although it was weird to feel a sense of security, Irene only felt awkward.

On the other hand, Healy was holding the SHAK-12, his eyes were already glowing.

"Father Yorks, you are so cool! You are so cool!"

he called out.

"This is my idol!"

Yorks ignored it, and the RPG-7 on his shoulder was already aiming at the small crossing that was only [-] or [-] meters away from each other.

"Clear the field first!"

In a whisper, the firing trigger has been pulled.

puff!
The cloud explosion warhead has already been sprayed out towards the bottomless trail on the exhaust of an eruption.

A perfect parabola plunged into the trail.

next second.

boom! ! ! !

The explosion roared.

The ground and the opening of the wall were shaken by the explosion, and dust was shaken out.

It also caused the rubble on the top of the surrounding ruins to slide down one after another.

A dazzling flame and white light exploded at the entrance of the trail.

A strong shock wave visible to the naked eye gushed out from the entrance of the path, and quickly hit the three of Yorks.

Compared to Irene, whose eyes were wide open and her whole body was stiff, Healy held the SHAK-12, her face twitching again and again.

Knowing how to deal with it, he knew that the shock wave from the burst could send the three of them flying at least ten meters away.

"This fk! What kind of power is it?"

Healy held the SHAK-12, looked at the priest standing in the front, and complained loudly in his heart.

From the first round, the power of every rpg warhead was beyond his understanding. It was not an rpg, but a missile.

"Father Yorks!"

"Don't panic." Yorks said indifferently, staring at the shock wave that had swept in front of him, he swung the rpg with his left hand like a hammer and drum, and hammered it into the void ahead.

[Five points of magic power have been used]

The mechanical sound next to Yorks' ears sounded, and the energy of the same level burst out at the touch point of the rpg, facing the shock wave in front of him and slammed into it.

Yorks didn't feel anything, the two people behind him heard a bang, and the burst of wind blew their hair and wrinkled their faces.

The helicopter wobbled.

The next second, everything was calm.

Without waiting for the two to react.

Yorks threw away the twisted RPG-7, and walked towards the trailhead first.

"Let's go."

"Ah, okay..."

Irene, who was the closest, realized that she could only follow up habitually.

"So fucking handsome!"

Healy licked his dry lips. Although he didn't understand how the priest counteracted the impact, he subconsciously followed behind the nun.

"Sure enough, it's a lot cleaner," Yorks, who took the lead to walk to the edge of the trail, felt the dark haze inside and the turning point that was already visible to the naked eye in the depths, and continued to buckle a holy grenade from the belt , unscrew the pull ring with one hand.

"But it's not enough."

In the eyes of the two people behind him, Yorks threw a holy grenade towards the turning in the path.

Seeing the grenade hit the wall in front of him and jumping towards the turning, Yorks pulled the dazed Irene beside him and hid on the wall next to the trail entrance.

The corner of Healy's mouth twitched, but in desperation he could only hide on the other wall and said.

"Father Yorks, when shall we go in?"

"After this grenade." Yorks put his majestic body against Irene, and responded indifferently.

"There's something in it, try it out first."

Healy was stunned for a moment, and in the next second with the roaring explosion, he finally knew what the priest was talking about.

A shock wave of white and red light sprayed out from inside with some gravel and unknown things.

"This……"

Healy stared at the sticky lumps of murky flesh and those black cloths, and fell silent for a moment. From what he knew, they were fragments of corpses.

"There is a high probability that it is a part of the nun's body that has been occupied by evil."

Yorks withdrew his gaze and responded, holding the MK14 revolver grenade gun, and took the lead into the path that was no longer dark and hazy.

"Continue to go!"

Irene was very conscious, she grabbed the grenade belt and hurriedly followed. She knew what she should do most right now.

Hearing the flustered but steady footsteps, Yorks showed a satisfied look on his face. Fortunately, this trainee nun is very obedient, calm and sensible, and will consciously do what should be done.

If she had been in Pluto's church, he might have been able to go out for a longer time.

Thinking of this, Yorks turned his head to look at Irene who was obediently following behind her, and looked at her hands holding the bullet belt, the knuckles were obviously pale.

"Don't be so nervous. In the monastery, you should have learned the relevant farewell prayers, right?"

"kindness?"

Erin raised her head, not knowing why.

"Percept it carefully."

Yorks moved his body on purpose, staring at the inhuman body that fell down at the deep corner. He believed that Irene, who had a psychic physique, could see what he could see.

In this gap, Irene looked forward subconsciously. At first, she didn't see anything, only a vague thing on the ground.

In the next second, she gradually opened her eyes wide.

A strange nun with white light was standing next to the blurry things, looking at them and smiling.

"See it."

Yorks stared at the nun floating in the void, smiled, and said softly.

"If there is study, we can actually give them a ride."

Looking at the strange nun who had been floating in front of her all the time, Irene remembered the scene she saw in the helicopter before. She slowly loosened her hands and said seriously.

"I have studied, but priest... I am not a real priest yet."

"It's ok."

Yorks smiled, and under his control, a total of five points of spiritual power spread to his feet, and the strong power of faith spread around like a warm breeze.

"bring it on."

Eileen seemed to sense something, took a deep breath and began to recite the farewell prayer.

[Dear Lord, dear God Father]

[May the souls of the people who die here be able to gain eternal life, peace, and joy in the kingdom of God the Father under your leadership]

[All we ask for today is...]
[...]
Emotional prayers fell in this dark alley.

Healy at the back, although he couldn't see anything, fell silent for no reason.

The three of them silently passed by the nun whose figure was gradually blurred.

Floating above her corpse, the nun's figure was becoming more and more blurred. Tears were streaming down her white face. She stretched out her hand to point to the right.

Yorks nodded slightly, and took the lead to turn to the path on the right...

(End of this chapter)