Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 122 The Return
The virtual window is like a game window, displaying all his personal data one by one.

All-round physique, life, spirit, magic power, etc. are clear at a glance.

It's a pity that in his personal experience and experiments, the word is this word, but it can have a chain reaction and affect other places.

Just as the all-round physique connects strength, speed and other foundations.

And life is connected to the most basic physical quality of the body itself, and it is also connected to life. It is very simple. In his opinion, the attribute of life value is like a way of adding points to the evolution of the physical body. What kind of monster will he become?

Yorks only thought of one possibility, and that was Superman.

Looking at the mental power below, at first he thought it was just a tortoise shell, which could resist spiritual attacks, which was equivalent to mental resistance, so in order to prevent demons from invading his consciousness space, he paid much attention to this attribute at first.

But in the end, he still researched the related attributes, that is, spiritual power is also the embodiment of holy power and power of faith, which can increase the holy damage of critical strikes by attaching saints to anything.

Now even mind power is mixed in.

Recalling the feeling of being holy in front of others, Yorks' eyes flashed with fire.

This spiritual power may be related to the development of saints in the end, such as holy words and holy words.

"I just don't know what the final development of the magic power will be..."

Yorks followed to look at the last magic power, which was his initial focus, because it can be enchanted and can add some special abilities to himself.

Of course, the role of magic is not limited to this, it can even be transformed through the system to exert more different functions,

Although the function he uses the most is defense, this magic power feels like a universal treasure box. It can be used in any situation, and even when the upper limit is dropped, forcibly giving others a real ability can also be equal to a super power. ability.

Looking at it all the way, Yorks couldn't help shaking his head. The combination of these attributes made him think that these attributes are quite like some kind of game-adding set...

hum!
Listening to the sound of the helicopter's engine, Yorks looked around and decided to divide the task reward +40 attribute points he just got into four parts, and add ten points to the four major attributes for each part.

"Just right, a bowl of water is level."

[Add points successfully]
[All-round physical fitness increased from 34 to 44]

[Life increased from 124.5 to 134.5]

[Spirit increased from 119.5 to 129.5]

[Magic power increased from 179 to 189]

[...]
With the successful addition of points, a total of 40 point upgrades also made Yorks suddenly realize what it means to be comfortable and itchy.

Probably only the words of laughing in pain and crying with a smile can be roughly expressed.

Just like the fitness expert mentioned earlier, when you are sore all over your body after a workout and reach your goal, you can't help but laugh and cry when you hammer your sore thigh hard.

"poisonous."

Yorks grinned, collapsed backwards, pressed his broad back against the back seat, and closed his eyes against the strong wind blowing in from the side.

Taste the meeting carefully and enjoy the leisure after completing the task.

Feel the changes in the body, feel the increase in strength.

He got stronger again...

……

I don't know how long it took, but when he felt the sound of the helicopter's engine getting smaller and smaller, Yorks suddenly opened his eyes and found that the helicopter had slowly stopped in the backyard of the Lutheran Church.

Subconsciously glanced outside.

Brother Rachel, who was wearing a knight's sword, and some priests in divine robes had already walked over slowly.

At the same time, Healy also turned around to remind after operating the center console.

"Father Yorks, here we are."

"Ah."

Yorks glanced at Irene who was still sleeping next to her,

"Healy, don't forget that guy in the room, this is something you caused, remember to deal with it."

He didn't forget the so-called male protagonist in Underworld, after all, this guy is still unconscious in his room.

Hearing this, Healy was dumbfounded. He heard what Father Yorks meant, that is, the priest didn't plan to take care of this matter.

Yorks untied Irene's seat belt on his own, and while holding her hand, he made a suggestion to the bewildered Healy.

"Although I don't know what your purpose is, I can give you a suggestion. You can talk to the people in the Lutheran Church."

Lifting Irene's body easily, Yorks glanced at Brother Rachel and the others who had already walked over.

"After all, you also said that that guy was the fuse for the war between the werewolves and the vampires. Maybe they will take care of these things."

Hearing this, Healy subconsciously looked at the approaching Brother Rachel and the others, his face collapsed.

"Father Yorks, what purpose can I have?"

"Are you sure?" Yorks glanced at Healy, unmoved.

"So you ran into everything by accident? Including sneaking into the werewolf's den, and including the subway, was it all accidental?"

A flash of embarrassment at being exposed flashed across Healy's face.

"Father, I was just curious. I just sneaked into the werewolf research institute, learned about Michael, and then mentioned something to the old man..."

"Oh."

Yorks doesn't care, he believes it, but he still has the same attitude, that is, he is too lazy to care.

There is no factor that triggers random missions, and the vampires and werewolves in the underworld have nothing to do with him, so what does life and death have to do with him.

"Talk to Brother Rachel yourself, he may be in charge of the outside affairs, and I will tell him."

After leaving such a sentence, and letting Healy put on a slumped face, Yorks hugged the sleeping Irene like a child and went straight off the helicopter.

"Father Yorks!"

Brother Rachel who took the lead greeted first.

"Bishop Rovesan said, if you can, you might as well go to him first."

Hearing this, Yorks was not surprised. When the helicopter entered the city area, the Lutheran Church must have received relevant news.

Looking down at Irene in his arms, Yorks glanced at the nun standing at the farthest distance. Based on her nun's uniform, age and complexion, she might have something to do with Irene.

Looking at the nuns who seemed to be a little familiar, who had met somewhere, Yorks withdrew his gaze and said indifferently.

"Okay, I also want to talk to Bishop Rovesan first."

Speaking of this, Yorks turned his head and glanced at Healy behind him.

"Brother Rachel, Healy wants to talk to you about something."

Rachel looked at the young man behind the priest and understood the meaning in seconds.
"Okay, Father Yorks, I'll let Xavier show you the way."

He pointed to another of the clergymen.

A priest named Xavier stepped out of the crowd,

"Father Yorks, please come with me."

"Ah."

Yorks followed Xavier's footsteps, and when he came in front of the nuns, he stopped immediately and sent Irene in his arms.

"Sister, she is asleep, help me take care of her."

It happened to be Irene's dean, and Sister Tracy quickly turned around and said respectfully.

"I will, Father."

However, she looked at Yorks who was about to continue walking, and asked a question.

"Father, may I ask you a question?"

Yorks stopped in his tracks and looked at the nuns of a certain age, only to see her continue talking.

"Irene, is she doing well?"

(End of this chapter)