Bang!

Yorkes grabbed the iron doorknob with one hand and pulled it out.

As soon as it was opened, the magic power in York's body was silent and automatic, sweeping away the sky-high smell and spiritual erosion that rushed to his face.

At this time, even Nick could smell the stench, and he couldn't help but cover his nose as he carried the candlestick.

"It stinks!"

York's face was expressionless, looking ahead.

In front of me was a winding path that resembled a tunnel, and it was bone-chilling.

Aside from the stench, he could hear the movement inside.

It was so clear, so clear that he could easily think of a picture.

Chewing, flesh rubbing......

However, with the real-time stereogram, York knew what this so-called physical friction was.

The three-dimensional image of the human figure crawled out of tentacle after tentacle.

"Octopus?"

Yorkes pulled Ryan Bauer from his waist and walked in slowly.

Behind him, Nick covered his nose and, though hesitant, followed.

Once inside, there were a few more things on the walls on both sides of the tunnel.

It was all torn out of the Bible and images of Jesus, glued to the walls on either side of the tunnel.

It's a pity that in York's eyes, these things have no holy power, which is equivalent to being useless.

As he went deeper, the stench became stronger, so thick that Nick behind him kept coughing.

At this point, Yorkes had confirmed that he didn't need the help of the candlestick, and looked back at Nick, who was very uncomfortable: "Go out, wait for me outside, remember to hold the candlestick all the time." ”

Nick nodded with joy on his face, then turned around and walked out, he didn't bother to stay in such a stinky place.

The footsteps fluctuated, and looking at the back of Nick who was leaving in a hurry, York's face was expressionless, and he continued to go deeper.

Until a certain point, the line of sight is wide and open.

A circular space appeared in front of him, and the erosion that lingered around him became even thicker.

Using magic to sweep away the noise in his ears, Yorks stared at the center of the space for the first time.

The highlight is at the center: a dried corpse is imprisoned in the center of a pentagram circle, with nails to the floor on both feet and hands.

Yorkes stood in front of the circle, staring at the dried corpse above the pentagram, silent.

From its long hair that has been glued to the floor, it is not difficult to imagine who it is, the missing Dotty Wal-Mart.

It doesn't take much to think about it, and Yorkes can feel the cruelty of the process.

And only when the host has become a container and there is consciousness, can Anthony Walmart do this.

In other words, the protagonist of the dried corpse, Dotty Wal-Mart, was nailed to the floor by his brother when he was sober.

After a few decades, her body became a dried corpse with only skin remaining, and only the demonic body sealed inside was still moving.

"Sure enough, I still hate these cultists, they are cruel and inhumane, and they are only self-righteous and sober."

Looking at the tentacles entwined in the hollow of the dry corpse, Yorks sighed in his heart, and with a wave of his right hand, the robe was windless.

The surging magic of Pengbai poured out, instantly sweeping away the spiritual erosion of the entire space and the stench that soared into the sky.

After doing this, Yorkes did not destroy the sealing circle inside, but shifted his gaze to other places.

Since Anthony Wal-Mart didn't complete the deal, if he wanted to trap the demon, he would inevitably use the circle symbols and spells in the fourth book [Tribo Quartus Zacalamendo].

Sure enough, Yorkes found the book on the opposite side that was on the table and was being opened.

Glancing at the demonic body still inside the dried corpse, Yorks avoided the edge of the circle, walked over, and stopped in front of the platform.

The page that comes to you is the same illustration as the circle in the center.

It also details the materials, symbols, patterns, spells, and procedures required for the circle.

"It's a good thing, and probably the only takeaway from this trip, it's better than nothing."

Yorkes shook his head and closed the open book, which happened to be named [Tribo Quartus Sacalamendo].

"Knowledge is power."

No random quests are triggered for the whole process. York didn't have much regret in his heart, just put away the book and took out his phone.

The heart moved at will, the holy power spread to the phone, and York swiped the phone screen with one hand to find the number.

For this kind of situation where there are no random quests triggered and there is no battle, it is better to leave it to the church to deal with.

After thousands of years of development, the church in this parallel world is conservative in some respects, but it also has a very advanced side.

In addition to exorcising uninvited demons, there are methods of exorcising and destroying demons summoned by humans.

Just like the demons you encounter in Old Mike's bar, they have undergone a series of transformations.

And a disgraced demon like this who is imprisoned in the magic circle will naturally be stuffed into a container that also has the effect of sealing and imprisoning.

So he figured it out, the book and knowledge were his, and the demon body belonged to the church, and this was definitely not to leave the trouble to the church to deal with.

"Another demon tossed, and they didn't have time to rejoice......"

Yorks looked at the body that had stopped, as if he had seen through the skin and saw the demon inside, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

You know, the seminaries run by the church are all over the place.

The thought was fleeting, and York was ready to tap to the number on the screen.

The sudden movement outside made him stop his movements and look at the mouth of the tunnel.

Bang bang bang!

The real-time stereogram in his mind generated a humanoid diagram and rushed towards the circle in the center.

"Want to destroy the circle?"

Yorks glanced at the body in the center of the circle and stretched out his left hand.

The spirit erupted from within his body and rushed forward with his will.

Roar!

Nick, who had just rushed out of the mouth of the tunnel, was instantly carried by this huge telekinesis and slammed into the wall.

Hit a full back, Nick was pressed against the wall as if he didn't know the pain, but looked at York with a hideous face.

"It's so easy to be eroded sanity, this guy is really full of desire, it's really pitiful......"

Thinking of what Nick had done earlier, York shook his head and flicked his left index and middle fingers together and down.

Under this action, Nick, who was pressed against the wall out of thin air, was suddenly controlled and smashed downward.

Bang! This time the movement was even bigger than just now, and it directly smashed Nick to the point of life and death.

After doing this, York did not let go of control, but looked at the center of the circle and seemed to be a little restless, and the disgusting tentacles that stretched out from the hollow of the dried corpse gave a blessing in his backhand.

Learn now, use now.

A five-pointed star circle of magical power formed out of thin air in the sky above, and under his will, it shrouded his body in a fierce downward direction.

Everything is calm.

That's when York's phone clicks on the phone's screen.

However, instead of the voice he was going to listen to, the phone sent a hint that the other party was talking to someone.

York wasn't surprised, but he was a little curious.

"What is Old Man Gabe doing?"

(End of chapter)