Airplanes!

A pitch-black beast is nimbling through the roadway.

Hearing the abuse of the drivers of the surrounding vehicles, Yorks was expressionless, continued to press down the accelerator, and played a set of drifts that were very difficult for others and very simple for him at the intersection, and quickly turned into the right lane without slowing down.

Rumble!

The impact and illusion caused a car at the same intersection to stop in fright, watching the monster-like car glide smoothly past.

“fk！ What kind of madman is this stepping on a horse! ”

The startled black driver suddenly squirted dirty in his mouth, and he wanted to drive up to evaluate the reasoning and let the other party know what a black man's fist was, but in the blink of an eye, he found that there was only a rapidly disappearing tail light in his field of vision.

“fk！”

The black driver was so angry that he slammed the steering wheel and rapped on the spot......

Unfortunately, Yorkes didn't hear it, he was just thinking about whether this supernatural case was eligible to trigger a random mission.

With his current strength, it is much more difficult to trigger a random mission than before.

In addition to that, he was still thinking about some preparations for the battle and the scenes where he might have to fight.

Now only the weapon in the car that dealt with the disc incident in front of it remains.

"If it's a monster or something, ten holy grenades and a bazooka with two armor-piercing warheads should be enough......"

The urban area has been transferred to the suburbs with fewer cars and fewer people.

The speed of the car is even faster.

As if in the blink of an eye, York's vision of Jeffrey and others was already seeing Jeffrey and others waiting in front of a low building.

It's already in the city, and it's naturally not far away at a fast speed.

Rumble!

What York didn't know was that Jeffrey and the others, who were waiting on the other side, looked at the fierce attack on the car, and they all looked nervous and slowly took a step back.

"What is this?"

Even some officers had their right hands touching the holsters on the side of their waists.

"Wait!"

Jeffrey muttered, staring at the high-impact car, a little uncertain.

After all, the speeding car in front of him was a little different from the Ford Raptor before the priest.

But as the distance got closer, he also saw a familiar figure in the driver's seat.

"Don't be nervous! Own! Jeffrey said.

The police officer behind him, you look at me, I look at you, looking at the muscle car speeding over, and barely let go of his right hand on top of the holster.

At this moment, the fierce muscle car also stopped in front of him with a sudden braking and grinding sound.

Many police officers were forced back by the fierce wind and fierce momentum.

Only Geoffrey stood still, he could see the priest's majestic figure through the car window, and for some reason, he suddenly noticed that his tense body instantly relaxed.

"Father York!"

Wherever he is, Father York was born with this reassuring temperament.

Loosening the brake plate, Yorks glanced at Jeffrey and the others, picked up the equipment backpack that never left him when doing tasks, and went straight out of the car.

"So what the hell is going on, are the materials ready?"

York, carrying his backpack, looked at the building in front of him, and let Jeffrey lead the man over calmly.

"Look at it."

Since the priest was asked to come over, Jeffrey naturally prepared everything a long time ago, and handed over the information that had all classified and summarized the Brulo family and the current events.

York's face was calm, he took it casually, looked at the photos of the scene, and roughly flipped through it a few times.

Jeffrey's suspicions weren't wrong.

There are indeed too many suspicious points in these two cases, and they are all relatively weird, and it is the most correct choice to put them on the supernatural.

Looking at the photos from the scene above, Yorkes roughly determined the ingredients in it.

If it is really a supernatural case, then these people must have been hallucinated or controlled by evil spirits.

Only hallucinations and control can explain this bizarre suicide and inexplicable struggle, if it is a monster, there must be traces left by monsters, and these photos are not, all caused by the dead themselves.

"It doesn't seem to be a demon, it's a demon, and supernatural power must be manifested......"

It's just that flipping through it, York's eyes did see some suspicious photos.

Some of the corpses were twisted and twisted, as if they had been twisted into twists by some unknown force.

The most important thing is that the living creatures at the scene are not only humans, but also some cute little animals that are strangely dying in place.

Finally, seeing the photo of the nameless female corpse, York's eyes narrowed: "If the source is this corpse, then there are only a few ......"

Just thinking of this, York's eyes showed a look of understanding.

Seeing the source, a random task is triggered.

［…… ］

[Condition Met: Random Quest Triggered]

[Quest Request: Free the Nameless Female Corpse]

[Reward: +15 Attribute Points]

[Accept/Reject]

"There are fifteen points, I'm afraid that the liberation of the mission is not a simple humane destruction, it is estimated that there are other meanings."

York stared at the nameless female corpse on the document, confused.

Because with his current strength, as long as it is not the presence of the demon itself, and based on the fact that he now has the means of critical hits and real damage, he does not feel that a simple supernatural event can stop his current force.

Therefore, it would not be very difficult for him to simply destroy or expel humanely, but the reward for such a mission could still rise to fifteen points, which made him have to think more.

"Relief?"

Yorkes thought deeply, and if it seemed to him that the liberation of the task did not mean to destroy and expel him, then liberation had another meaning, to relieve whose troubles she had, to free her from bondage, and thus to gain physical and mental freedom.

"Could it be that this nameless female corpse has other inside stories?"

Thinking of this, Yorkes stared at the naked nameless female corpse and accepted the task silently in his heart.

[Accepted]

The first thing has been done, and all that remains is to start contacting the event.

Yorkes put away the papers, looked at the building in front of him and spoke calmly.

"Have all the people inside withdrawn?"

"All evacuated." Jeffrey nodded, he knew some of the rules in the supernatural event.

"That'll do."

York continued: "No one can come in without my notice. ”

"Yes! Father. ”

Hearing the answer, Yorkes took the information and prepared to walk into the main entrance of the building alone under the gaze of Jeffrey and others, but suddenly thought of something.

"Oh yes, by the way, help me deal with those chasing traffic police, I'm speeding."

Jeffrey was stunned.

"I'll leave it to you."

Seeing Jeffrey's bewildered response, York smiled calmly and began to walk into the building.

As soon as I entered, there was no sound in the whole building, as if I had entered a silent zone, and it was so quiet that it made people's hearts hairy.

"It's a great location for ghost movies."

Unimpressed, Yorks took advantage of his clattering footsteps, followed the map he saw from the data, and continued to the underground post-mortem department.

As you walk, unzip your backpack.

Giving up the dangerous way of taking the elevator and walking to the staircase, Yorkes looked at the bottomless steps, stopped and took out the weapons in his backpack and equipped them one by one.

The exploration at the beginning is indispensable, and before the technological weapons are exhausted, magic and spirit must be the last resort.

(End of chapter)