Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 137
Every thing or person's position must have a level, and a supernatural event naturally cannot get rid of the level.

There is a grading system in order to be able to target quickly and accurately. Through this grading system, the church can also send out priests of a corresponding level to expel them, so as to avoid unnecessary casualties.

Therefore, the evil spirit events experienced by the Warrens are ordinary evil spirit events, and they are divided into levels from one to the top, that is, the evil spirit events belong to level I supernatural events, including the events of the descendants of Mary Easty and Ronnie. The Defoe incident, etc. can all be classified as Level I supernatural events.

As for now...

The huge roar coupled with the movement visible to the naked eye has made Brother Kenny outside feel serious.

"It can cause such a big movement, I'm afraid it belongs to a level III supernatural."

Roar! ! !
Listen to this breathtaking roar.

Brother Kenny silently grabbed the knight's handle and stared at Reed's apartment building in front of him where there was a huge movement.

He really didn't know what was going on inside. This situation was not something he could participate in.

But when he thought of having Father Yorks around, he still felt a little relieved.

"I'm afraid! Bridget."

At the same time, Cassie, who was buried tightly in Bridget's arms, shivered.

"Is this house going to collapse?"

Crouching in the small space dug out behind the cabinet, Brigitte felt staring at the partition door of the cabinet, felt the feeling like an earthquake, and she also didn't know what happened outside.

Even so, she still took on the responsibility of being a sister, held back her negative emotions, and did not forget to comfort Casey.

"Kathy, we'll be fine, you trust me."

Even so, Brigitte subconsciously thought of the burly priest, and couldn't help but think of something.

"Will you come..."

The current situation made her feel uneasy and at the same time made her very uneasy.

This feeling is very uncomfortable. If the priest doesn't come, she also understands. If she comes, she is afraid that the priest will...

Just when the thought came to her mind, and she didn't know if it was an illusion, Bridget suddenly saw the reassuring priest appear in front of her eyes.

Wearing a familiar divine robe and carrying a small bag on his back, the priest with that gentle smile all the time came into view, very suddenly, just like that.

"Fake it? A hallucination?"

Brigitte said in a daze, and while holding her sister, she stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes vigorously, and looked forward again, but it turned out that the scene she had just seen was still the same, and the priest she was thinking of did not disappear.

At this moment, Brigitte doubted herself a little, stared blankly at the priest who suddenly appeared with her eyes wide open, and said tentatively.

"Father Yorks?"

"Yeah." Seeing Bridget's smudged and confused face, Yorks also smiled, and pulled her up with one hand.

"Time is urgent, we will talk about it later."

At this moment, Brigitte finally confirmed that the priest in front of her was not a hallucination, and she felt a strong surprise in her heart. This outburst of emotion made her face stiff, and she burst into tears.

"Father! Me! Me!"

But as soon as the words came out, Brigitte didn't know where to start, but she just looked at the priest in front of her and instinctively wanted to confide something.

Roar!
The roar came from the seventh floor.

The large three-dimensional image that was always in his mind began to slowly absorb the nearby corpses and became bigger and bigger. Yorks just looked at Bridget and the little girl who was looking up in her arms, and stretched out his hand to grab the top of her head. He smiled gently.

"Son, everything will be fine with me here."

He knew what Bridget wanted to say, and when he rushed in, he could easily think of something through the human-shaped blood stains in the living room and the bloody footprints extending all the way to another room.

It is nothing more than their mother protecting them with her life.

At the same time, the evil breath from the same root of the monster that is merging all the corpses emanates from another room and roars underneath.

He also confirmed that No. 1032 is where the incident happened.

Under such circumstances, this can already be classified as a supernatural event above level III, and it is luck that these two children survived.

"I……"

Feeling the touch covering everything on the top of her head, Brigitte regained consciousness even though her eyes were dim with tears, and nodded earnestly.

Seeing this, Yorks smiled, and stretched out his arms to pick up the little girl who had been staring blankly in Bridget's arms.

"Let me do it."

Bridget obediently sent Casey out of her arms.

Yorks embraced the dazed little girl who had been staring at him with one hand, and continued to show her back to Bridget.

"Come on, let's go down!"

Brigitte pursed her lips, and without procrastinating, she hugged the bent priest's back directly. The broad back made her close her eyes, feeling a sense of reliance in her heart.

"Hold tight!"

Hearing this, Brigitte hugged her even tighter subconsciously.

"It's done!"

Yorks subconsciously let out a breath, and kept paying attention to the situation about the monster in his mind. He held Casey, who was a few years old, with one hand, and started to rush towards the room that exuded the root of evil with Bridget on his back.

Entering the room, skipping the machines, an open book on the table and the dusty record next to it attracted his attention.

In my eyes, the above illustration happened to be the shape of a monster, and it was the same shape as the monster that was merging all the corpses below.

"This is the book Danny found from a secret room underground." At this moment, Bridget's voice came over.

"I wanted to ask you to come and see..."

Yorks squinted his eyes, fully understanding everything.

Based on his experience of exorcising demons and countless experiences of watching movies in his previous life, it must be another accident caused by a brat, and because it is reality, this brat was not taken over by others like ordinary film and television, but paid a heavy price, causing even own family and innocent residents.

The process is probably like this, but this is not the time to think, Yorks has rushed over to close the book, and then picked up the record next to it and stuffed it directly into the small bag, and will check it later.

Immediately, with Bridget's exclamation, he slammed into the window next to him.

In order to prevent the two children from being injured, Yorks used his feet as the front of the impact, smashed the window directly, and rushed out of the window in one breath, grabbing the wall with his free right hand to buffer the falling force.

Snapped!
The solid walls are like flimsy tofu, powdered by Yorks at will.

Just like that, he held Casey with one hand, grabbed Bridget with one hand behind his back, and fell down all the way.

at the same time.

"Brother Kenny!"

Irene, who had been staring at the apartment building all the time, happened to spot the priest who was stopping and falling outside the wall due to the angle of view.

"Look over there!"

(End of this chapter)