Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 51 Follow-up
In addition to releasing a huge amount of energy, an explosion can also produce powerful shock waves and high-temperature gas along with violent sounds and bright lights.

There is also plenty of vibration.

"boom!!!"

This was the first bombing of York's experimental power.

Baker and others who had just fled out of the building and Jeffrey who had just rushed to the third floor were already shocked.

They couldn't imagine what happened inside, and they couldn't imagine what kind of battle could trigger this explosion.

"Jeffrey!!"

When Jeffrey quickly rushed to the first floor, Baker walked out of the crowd who were thankful for escaping, and greeted him with joy.

"Ah."

Jeffrey took a quick 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 shock in the air.

This is the remnant shockwave.

They, including Baker and Jeffrey, looked up in a daze to the seventh floor where huge sparks and dust erupted. There was only billowing dust and a huge gap left there.

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

Not only them, but the nearby residents who heard the explosion, or the security staff in the same tall buildings nearby, one of them instantly became a defensive creature and entered a fighting posture. Unlike the East, every awakened resident took out the firearms they bought from somewhere in their room before thinking about other things...

At this time, at the place where the explosion occurred in the Jesse Building, a cough sounded on the seventh floor.

"Ahem! It hurts a bit..."

Yorks, who crashed through two walls and stopped in a certain office, coughed a few times while watching the front. The violent shock wave still caused him a little damage.

"finished?"

Thinking of the violent explosion just now, Yorks looked at the smoky front, took a deep breath, and continued to stand up and hold the sword.

There was a faint pain in the back, and he silently read out the personal panel according to his instinct.

Skip all the attribute values ​​and focus on the life value. Unexpectedly, the loss of this life value is relatively small, which also makes him relax a lot.

Higher health means that he can have a chance of error tolerance and be strong for a long time.

[...]
[HP 93/111]

[...]
After confirming the health value, Yorks looked at the smoky, still motionless front. He was not idle, but took this opportunity to continue reloading, adding ammunition to the shotgun and Ryan Ball, and getting ready for battle.

His current mana is very lacking, only [mana value: 8/157.5] left, so now he has to rely on melee combat and wait for the mana value to recover.

According to his estimation, increasing the explosive power of the grenade with 10 points of magic power can break the demon's surface defense, so adding about [-] points of magic power to the cross and the bible will definitely cause a certain amount of damage to the demon.

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

However, after filling the ammunition for two Winchester M1897s, Ryan Ball still had no movement ahead.

"Is it really over?"

Yorks hesitated a bit, picked up the Ryan Ball revolver and pulled the trigger against the smoke ahead.

Bang bang bang bang!
Five consecutive shots were fired in the blink of an eye, but there was still no movement ahead.

Subconsciously looking at the task window, it was empty, Yorks breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out the knight sword and inserted it into the scabbard on his back, twisted the exhausted Ryan Ball, took out 50 caliber special bullets from the waist belt and filled them into the magazine one by one, and walked forward cautiously.

Yorks didn't really feel relieved until he got through the billowing dust and smoke and walked to the gap. There was a huge gap in front of him, about the size of an office, and there was still a little bit of explosion remnants, but the demon with a human shape and aesthetic sense had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a pool of splashed black blood...

"It should have been beaten away, I don't know if it was seriously injured..."

Yorks let out another breath, buckled Ryan Ball into the holster around 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 a number of police cars whistling and coming quickly, and there were several other cars that looked like military vehicles to coordinate with them.

"Having a headache, how should I explain to the old man that such a big fight happened?"

"Oh, never mind, anyway, I'm not messing around, I'm hitting a demon..."

"..."

Yorks' muttering came out from the huge gap along with the wind, and spread farther and farther until it dissipated, and he also disappeared into the darkness.

the next day.

As if nothing happened, Yorks woke up from Bash's bed and washed up.

In the living room, I used a sandwich for breakfast, picked up the box that I planned to donate today and the backpack I carried every day, and continued to the garage to prepare for the church.

However, what happened last night was indeed a bit big. Just from the broadcast in the car, Yorks could know the influence of this matter.

Basically every broadcast is preaching that the explosion at the Jesse Building last night was a demonstration by some terrorist against the great America, a terrorist attack, that affected the safety of humanity...

The most important thing is that the mobile phone rang in the storage box next to it, and it was connected to the center console screen in the middle, and it came very punctually.

Yorks glanced at the caller on the screen, subconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth, and then directly pressed the red phone icon to refuse the call.

The caller was Gabrielle, and I'm afraid it was another reproach, blaming him for making too much noise.

However, the bell rang again not long after, and Yorks glanced sideways. This time it was a caller who was difficult to reject, so he had no choice but to press the call button on the car center console screen.

"Yorks, did you do what happened in the Jesse Mansion?" An old, calm and magnetic voice came from inside, and it was easy to think that the protagonist of the voice was a benevolent and charming old man.

"Yes."

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

"Oh, I just knew, boy, I'm old, and I can't handle so many calls."

"Then you don't pick it up. The people under you are all living for nothing? Don't do so many things when you are old. You have to take care of your health. If you are tired and go to heaven, what will I do? Those bishops will not let go of the opportunity to criticize me."

Yorks chattered in a luxurious room.The sound rang in the room full of symbols of the cross. An old man still lying on the bed was holding a mobile phone with a telephone line, squinting his eyes and smiling.

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

Hearing this, Yorks pinched his nose subconsciously.

"Okay, but I have a proposal."

The old man smiled kindly. "What proposal?"

"Lend me some money..."

(End of this chapter)