He doesn't like the feeling of being seen through, and he doesn't like this so-called fate.

The thinking of his previous life gave him the simple idea that my life is up to me.

That is, all actions must be acted by their own will.

York's eyes were on the key, and somehow he thought of the nuns of Santa Kata Monastery for hundreds of years, and his momentum disappeared in an instant.

"That's it, if you are arranged, you will be arranged, and you won't lose money anyway."

York walked over with the key.

If he was able to solve the Sealed Lands this time, he was sure that the benefit he would get was 40 attribute points.

What is the concept of these 40 points, if you add points to the mana value, it is equivalent to 40 times more kicker effect.

40 plus the original 169, that is, 209 times, just this increase in multiples, given the time he doesn't need to do anything at all, holding the holy grenade and enchanting it casually, it is a real holy nuclear bomb, and throwing it away is a mushroom cloud.

As Erin watched, York stopped in front of the wall and thrust the key into the identical keyhole.

The shape is the same, and the insertion process is very smooth, even though the keyhole is made of stone, Yorks does not feel any obstruction.

With a click, a cross crack suddenly cracked on the wall that had been intact and opened automatically outward, revealing what was inside.

The surroundings are covered with gorgeous silk.

A delicate glass bottle lies quietly in the center, with a blood-red liquid flowing from it, crystal clear.

"This is the blood of Jesus?"

Looking at the seemingly ordinary glass bottle, Yorks subconsciously reached out and picked it up.

The moment he touched it.

Suddenly, the familiar mechanical sound sounded in my ears.

[False Relic: Diluted blood of Jesus, an extremely diluted man-made product, but even so, it still possesses incomparable power]

[Single-use item, cannot be recovered]

[Effect: +Permanent 30 stats and one-time 2000 stats (for 1 minute)]

York squinted as he looked at the virtual window that appeared in front of him at the same time, this was the first time that the system had changed in terms of triggering random tasks and prompting usage costs.

"It is worthy of the blood of Jesus, a holy relic, and there is indeed a force that you should have."

Listening to the mechanical sound ringing in his ears, Yorks looked at the blood of Jesus flowing in the glass bottle, looked at the [absorbable] virtual window above, and smiled.

"Father York?"

Erin, who was on the side, saw the priest stop suddenly, and cried out in worry.

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay," Yorkes shook his head, picking up the glass bottle as he absorbed it in his mind.

There is nothing to hesitate about.

The only difficulty in this quest at the moment is to solve the Sealed Lands.

For example, Valak was able to continue to deliver power without stopping, which meant that the seals of the gates of hell had been loosened.

Therefore, the 40-point reward task can be understood in any way, destroying the Hell Gate or strengthening the seal of the Hell Gate to prevent the demon's power from leaking.

And he had already determined the plan of destruction, and it has not changed.

Therefore, absorbing the power of this blood of Jesus to enhance one's own strength is the most correct approach and choice.

In any case, only one's own things are the true essence.

[Absorbed]

Hearing the system prompt, York looked at the glass bottle in his hand, and there was no longer a crystal clear feeling of Jesus' blood, and he was also curious about what it would look like if he reached five hundred points in a certain attribute.

I had this feeling before, as soon as the value reached a certain requirement, he would change with it.

"Since this mission is about hell and demons, let's add it all to the spiritual power linked to the power of the Holy Power or the Power of Faith."

As his mind pointed out, Yorks stared at the reward that appeared in the virtual window, and directly added permanent 30 attribute points and a one-time temporary 2000 attribute points to mental power.

He wanted to see if he also had a chance to become the kind of existence where the saints went, and the evil was avoided.

[Success]

[Mental power 89.5 liters to 119.5 + 2000 (one minute)]

［…… ］

With the success of the point, Yorkes blinked, and instantly realized that something was different about him.

As for what he felt, Yorks subconsciously raised his left hand, which seemed to glow in his field of vision, in a nutshell, his hand was exuding a holy light, crystal clear, and even wearing a robe was a little different.

York didn't have the abrupt feeling of the explosion of power, and everything was so natural.

The only thing he knew was that he was really different, so different that it made him feel strange and made him feel like he could achieve anything.

At that moment, Erin suddenly screamed, her tone tinged with confusion and a hint of worry in her fear.

"Priest!"

York subconsciously looked over.

Erin was looking at him with her eyes open, her face full of horror.

"Where have you been?"

He was right in front of him, but Erin didn't seem to see anything.

Seeing Erin reach out to him and touch him, Yorks thought for a moment and grabbed her hand directly.

"I'm right in front of you, how do you feel now?"

Feeling the touch, Erin was stunned, staring ahead with wide eyes, as if she really didn't see anything.

"Are you in front? I can't see you, but I can feel your presence......"

God is invisible?

York's eyes narrowed, looking at the confused Erin, carefully understanding how it felt to reach 2,000 points, and spoke.

"Sleep, Irene."

As if the words of the Holy Word, under his gaze, Erin's eyes slowly closed, and her body seemed to fall limp, and she fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

"It turns out that this is the feeling, the words are spoken, the wishes come true, everything can be controlled, the most important thing is not just to have two thousand points, but the essential changes that these two thousand points bring to the ontology."

As he muttered to himself, York looked at Erin, who was sleeping on the floor in front of him, and raised his right hand.

Erin floated into the air, floating beside him with York's will.

"That's good, it's fascinating."

The corners of York's mouth hooked, realizing his current false state, he felt that this holy form like a saint could be put away and retracted.

"But why take ......?"

Yorks stepped forward, leaving white footprints that radiated divine light with every step he took.

At this point, Yorkes had sensed what was going on outside, and even the location of the gates of hell was generated in his mind.

Manifest before men, omnipotent.

In his perception, all the environment outside was already filled with the power of darkness, and the dry corpses of the Paladins of the Apologetics crawled out of the dark and dreary ground.

Each paladin is fully armed, with a white robe with a cross on a red background, chain armor, a helmet on his head, and a knight's sword......

(End of chapter)