The old man was confused, but York was not confused, he looked at the middle-aged woman on the bed, and his mind was already recalling the old days.

When the system plug-in just arrived, the guy in front of him appeared within the scope of his responsibility, and was finally expelled by him with great difficulty and completed the first random task.

It can be said that the first addition in the system is the contribution of this demon who has been expelled by him almost a dozen times.

Importantly, every time this guy appears, there is a half-chance that a random quest will be triggered.

The most important thing is that this guy is in his area of responsibility every time he appears.

As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, after more than a dozen fights, he is already familiar with the evil power of the other party, and the other party is also familiar with his smell and appearance.

As if he could feel the grievances of the other party, York's face rarely showed a smile.

"Then I'm sorry, thanks to you, I made a lot of ......"

As soon as York wanted to talk about the points, he suddenly felt that something was wrong and braked in time.

"Well, you know, I'm thankful for that."

The demon inside seemed to be reminiscing, and the middle-aged woman's face instantly turned hideous, staring at York, her face sad and indignant.

"Damn bugs!"

In the midst of this mournful voice, a huge dark air flow quickly gathered and slammed into the direction of York.

The only residual strength blew the hem of York's black hair and robe, and also blew the old man's body, pushing the old man to the point of sticking to the door, like an earthquake, and the things in the room fell in all directions.

"Dude, you should know, it's not going to work for me."

York's smile remained the same, or even brighter, and he whispered to the vast dark current.

"Protego."

The spell that I had just learned was finally revealed for the first time at this moment.

[2 mana used]

［…… ］

Two huge white shields that only Yorkes and demons could see instantly enveloped the frightened old man and Yorks, who was still sitting motionless, head-on to block the huge air current.

On one side are two immovable circles, and on the other side are the waves of dark air currents, and the two are pressed against each other.

In the next second, a slight collision sounded, and both sides collapsed at the same time, and bits and pieces of fragment energy were scattered in the void.

When the old man was stunned, York waved his hand as if to disperse dust, looked at the hideous face of the middle-aged woman and her extremely angry eyes, and said indifferently.

"So...... Or do you want to go back on your own? You gave me so much...... belch

What I want to say is, friends, I really don't want to hurt you,

You don't want to be injected by me again, do you? ”

The tone is very relaxed, and it may sound really good to others, but the demon who has climbed up from hell and possessed the middle-aged woman has another meaning.

From these words, especially the sentence of injection, it only one scene after another emerges in memory.

A dozen times exactly.

This damn priest went from being difficult at the beginning to being able to easily drive him back to hell.

From the beginning of the sweaty hand holding the cross and the Bible, it gradually evolved into a strange smile and holding something strange......

"Roaring !!!"

Thinking of this, the middle-aged woman's face became more and more hideous, her waist was twisted, and her movements were a little distorted, but she was full of grief and indignation.

The power it can use is too small, and even now the fusion has only reached the first stage, and the power it can use is less than one-third of the body.

Staring at York, the middle-aged woman's gray-white pupils appeared humanized and unwilling eyes, as a demon, it should only be for torturing human beings, but now it is the opposite.

"Damn! Damn it! Damn humans! ”

When this emotion of grief and anger reached its highest point, the dark air currents throughout the room instantly became intense.

"Thou shalt go to hell one day! When the time comes, I ......"

It roared, but was interrupted by York's next second.

"You are not right, as the spokesman of the Lord, I will only return to the arms of the Lord."

This, combined with York's serious expression, seemed even more annoying to the devil's eyes.

"Ahh

The middle-aged woman's performance was even more frenzied, her body kept rolling in the roar, and she moved the bed a little in the struggle.

Meanwhile.

The entire room was swept to the ground by the dark air currents that ordinary people could not see, and the furniture trembled and moved slightly.

The whole audience was in a mess.

If you skip the turbulent dark airflow, all this is like the appearance of demons in the movie.

York, who was still calm, had a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

The newly recovered old man Weber had no idea why, only that the whole room seemed to be shaking everywhere.

He could only hold on to the doorknob to keep himself in shape, looking at the priest sitting on the stool with a frightened expression, trying to find that glimmer of security.

As if he could sense the gaze of the old man behind him, Yorke looked at the crazy middle-aged woman and said helplessly.

"To be honest, I really don't want to hurt you."

As he spoke, in order to restore the peace of the audience and take care of the elderly, York simply dispersed the dark air flow in the entire room.

"Repello."

It was meant to be a spell to push away or keep something away, and with York's will, a ripple of water appeared around him, sweeping across all entities.

[6 Mana Used]

[Mana: 152/164]

The use of the six points of magic power presents the appearance that the room that has been trembling all the time is like being caressed by the breeze and instantly regains its calm.

The audience was silent.

Old man Weber subconsciously looked at the priest sitting there, and breathed a sigh of relief, he knew who did it.

Despite this, the middle-aged woman still seemed to be very unwilling, staring at York and still screaming, the taut rope pulling her limbs.

"Looks like you're really not convinced, man, that's going to have to give you a shot like this, at least it will make you remember ......"

York said, unzipping the backpack with one hand, and with a swipe, the contents suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The most obvious were a shotgun and revolver, two cartridge cartridges and a cartridge belt.

Plus an old Bible, five crosses, and two large bottles of holy water.

All that was left was a needle like a firearm and a few sealed needles.

Next to the needle, the bottles and cans with notes are very neatly arranged in it.

That's all York's usual stuff, a regular set of exorcisms.

"Damn! You're damned! ”

As soon as she saw the needle inside, the middle-aged woman's face became more hideous, and her movements became more violent, but in the first stage, she could only watch as York picked up the needle and began to combine.

"Hehe, man, did you remember it all?"