It's a pity that reality will not be so wishy-washy, and it will not turn with York's will.

Marum even stopped the sacrifice behind him and said calmly.

"That's enough."

A person had just walked out of him, and when these words fell, he stopped the suicidal sacrifice and obediently put the knife back, with a cold face on his face.

There were already several inhuman-shaped corpses lying at his feet, and the last screams seemed to remain in the void.

"Keep going."

Marum was expressionless, holding the umbilical cord in his hand, and had been using psychic means to sense the child's position.

Testing the waters had no effect.

The child remains where he was.

According to the wishes of the sacrificer, the living dead would have killed the child's family and brought him back.

And now, as if nothing had happened, they had lost ten people.

The power of ten people sacrificed in exchange for the living dead is enough to block a hundred-person army squad and can torture and kill everything, but now it is dying so quickly.

"This shows that the people over there are very strong."

Thinking of this, Malum pinched his right hand, which had been burning, so that he kept the scalded hand, and a trace of hideousness appeared in his cold expression.

"So who the hell is the guy over there!"

Malum suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a mistake in his judgment.

At the same time, a sense of uneasiness on a whim swelled in my heart.

But the next second, he was pressed down.

"I don't want to hide in Tibet anymore!" As Marum walked, the expression on his face became more and more hideous, and he even ran in a fierce direction.

He wants to live in the human world, and even wants to control the human world.

"As long as ...... As long as I summon the demon described in the book, as long as I provide it with a perfect vessel, I will get a wish! ”

The dark currents of Malum grew more and more chaotic.

"No matter who stands in the way, no matter what it is, it can't stop me."

Malum's speed became faster and faster, and the distance he saw was getting closer and closer, and when he was only five hundred meters away, he suddenly stopped, staring at the gray light of the house that seemed to be in front of him.

"We're going to destroy this house, including everything! Let's move on to the next stage. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, five people walked out from behind, they were wearing hooded black robes and they couldn't see their faces, but they walked towards the house step by step, past Malum's side, and stepped on the dead branches and leaves under his cold gaze.

"Sure enough, when these people make such a big sacrifice, they can't give up." York's gaze at the five red dots on the screen that were getting closer and closer, remembering the information about Bangkok.

"I guess this time it's the sacrifice of the medium, summoning demons."

York then looked at the thirty-two red dots that had stopped behind him.

"It's really a lot, and it's out of the nest?"

York looked back at the red dot that had suddenly stopped, his posture still unchanged, except to look at his personal panel with a little distraction.

"The magic power has not been consumed much, and there are still 141 spirit/holy power, and it should be enough to use them together, but we still have to find ways to save a little."

Thinking of this, Yorkes looked up and looked through the virtual window, as if he could see the ferocious suicide sacrifice, and even hear the roar of the demon, but he didn't know what shape.

Then, the first five red dots on the screen became faster and faster.

"Move your hands and feet."

Yorks followed his thoughts, got up for the first time, walked slowly to the dining table in the living room, picked up a cartridge belt stuffed with ten holy grenades, and walked slowly to the door.

In the little time it took him, apart from the murmur and roar that was getting clearer and clearer in his ears, his crimson pupils had already seen five demons two hundred meters away.

The forms of the five demons are all different, and they are obviously similar to the Demon Legion.

The only thing that is the same is that they all have the characteristics of hell.

The face is not human-like or beastly, twisted and terrifying, and the skin is large and strong with a color as red as fire,

The layers of muscles glow with dark power, revealing an aura of burning and destruction,

His eyes were pitch black, without the slightest light, like an abyss, and his long, sharp fangs exuded a ferocious aura that tore through everything. Towering horns protrude from the forehead, glittering with an evil light.

"A low-level demon summoned by a lowly-ranked psychic medium."

Knowing this, Yorks pulled out a holy grenade to greet the arrival of the five demons, but he suddenly remembered the female demon in Jesse's mansion.

"It's much better than these five."

Yorks muttered, looking at the five demons who had quickly advanced to the hundred-meter limit, and the dark haze that lingered all over their bodies seemed to bring despair, feeling the vibration of the ground, and their posture showed a throwing action.

"Eat me a holy cannonball!"

Yorkes followed his thoughts, pulled the grenade with one hand, and then threw it forward.

A constitution with a value of more than 100, the power attached to it exploded with all its might at this moment.

At the moment when the grenade was thrown, the air was directly blasted open, and a roaring explosion sounded like an explosion.

Under the sound of explosions, the grenade had instantly flew out more than ten meters away and rushed towards the five demons that attacked.

"Roar!"

The five demons who had just been deceived into a distance of 100 meters felt something, and they all let out a roar of rage, and continued to rush away regardless of it.

Suddenly, the two collided with each other at a distance of 90 meters.

The nearest demon stared at the small object in front of him and slapped it casually.

York, who seemed to be able to see it, grinned at the corners of his mouth and spat lightly.

"Boom!"

At this moment, before the demon could shoot it, the divine grenade exploded directly in the air.

The divine light blasted out of the crack first.

This made the five demons instantly feel a strong sense of crisis in their hearts.

It's a pity that it's too late for them to hide.

The Holy Light shone with the explosive force of eleven pounds of TNT equivalent.

Theoretically, the power is average, but this is a grenade, in which the lethality is no longer estimated, plus the enchantment has doubled to 121 points due to the increase in enchantment, and the lethality against demons is even stronger than that of Jesse Mansion at that time.

It was a loud bang.

Ninety meters away from York, four hundred meters away from Malum and these people, a small sun shining directly burst out in the air, and the light shone on the five demons who were enveloping the five demons with wide-open pupils at the moment when the fire burst out......

"There are still such clergy in Thailand?" Malum stared at the little sun that was about to pierce his eyes, and his face sank suddenly, so heavy that it made my heart chill and drip water.

He couldn't see what was going on with the demons, but he knew what was going on tonight just by the scene in front of him, the flash of light that pierced his eyes.

"Still alive?"

Yorkes stared at the three black shadows that slowly got up on the other side, pulled out the second holy grenade from the belt again, and threw it out in the same throwing posture as before.

Bang!

In the blast air, the grenade instantly arrived in front of the demon who had just recovered from the holy light.

"Roar!!

The demon's roar of rage spread for ten miles, and the next second it came to an abrupt halt, the roar of the explosion drowned out their roar.

The new little sun appeared out of thin air again, shining like a flash in the pan, and the demon's huge body, which was more than two meters tall, was swept away by the shock wave, like dust blown away by the wind.

Yorkes stood silently, his gaze seemingly fixed on Malum five hundred meters away.

"Do you want to go back, or?"

In the dark, Malum seemed to be able to feel something, and he responded, falling to the ground like cold ice slag word by word: "We can't retreat anymore, the enemy in front of us is very strong, but after such a great attrition, how much can he hold on?" ”

Speaking of this, Malum closed his eyes and opened them again: "And there are still 32 of us!" Even if we die to the last person, he will be able to fulfill our last wish and live for us. ”

As soon as the words fell, the people behind him responded, and directly walked out of the thirty-one people, silently walking past Malum and walking towards the front.

There was not a word of nonsense in the whole process, but the atmosphere was inexplicably tragic.

There was no one else behind Malum, and he looked at the person who walked out silently in front of him, and with a blank expression, he also took out a knife from the bag of the black robe.

His family began with Satanism and must eventually die from Satanism.

Bang Bang Bang!

The noise caused by stamping on dead branches and leaves began to rise and fall.

York narrowed his eyes, and with a wave of his right hand, the equipment and everything in the back room instantly floated into the air, and went straight to York, keeping the floating position.

And York, who only consumed two points of energy, stared at the floating Benben and stared at the dense red dots that came out, grinning.

"Are you still reluctant to give up?"

Having walked through countless mock battles in his head, Yorks could perfectly relate to the psychology of those cultists.

In fact, the sacred power possessed by the clergy itself can be exchanged for a pool of water filled with continuous dripping droplets.

The size of the pool is a symbol of its own strength, and even if the water in the pool overflows, the clergy can only use the water in the pool.

Therefore, once the holy power is consumed, it is equivalent to the water in the pool being evaporated, and once it is all evaporated, it can only be used when the water droplets drip and continue to store.

What is important is that the holy power of these clergy themselves is in some way a gift from God, a symbol of their piety, holiness, which can be used but has no authority to be holy......

"I know everything you're thinking, but it's a pity that your prediction is completely wrong."

York's eyes narrowed, a look of confusion and indifference in his eyes.

"My holy power is my own, so the water overflowing from the pool can also be used to enchant ......"

He stared at the thirty-one red dots on the screen that were getting closer and closer, and then at the farthest red dot that had not moved, and reached out to grab the remote control floating in front of him.

Yorkes doesn't know if his operation is considered a yang scheme, after all, in addition to being highly concealed, the yang plot is often the strength behind it.

He has the strength of absolute superiority and has the leisure to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

When he saw the thirty-one red dots suddenly quicken, and soon reached the point of one hundred and fifty meters, Yorks raised his eyes to look at the gray darkness in front of him, and a powerful smile appeared on his face.

"I'll give you another Holy Bomb."

The sound of the conversation was followed by a snap!

Suddenly, the air flew outward.

Rumble!

Accompanied by a loud explosion, a larger sun appeared out of thin air.

The Light has directly replaced the authority of night in the world.

The sky was full of sparks like meteor showers, and the holy brightness lit up the night sky, reflecting the swaying shadows of the sun.

The whole space seemed to be silent.

This was followed by a shockwave that raged all around.

The dust and soil in the air scattered like thousands of butterflies, filling the air.

At the moment of the explosion and the appearance of the sun, all life becomes incomparably smaller, as if the whole world has been dissolved.

"It's so beautiful."

York's eyes didn't blink, as if he was afraid of missing everything, he stared at the brilliant sun, from the sun of ten thousand points of holy power, his right hand pressed down, and the surging power poured out of him.

[50 Mana Used]

[90 Spirit used]

At this moment, York gave up the shield converter and directly turned the ninety points of spirit that had been multiplied fifty times into telekinesis, and quickly spread outward with him as the center to form an invisible telekinetic protective shield.

At the moment when the protective shield was formed, a huge wave of air enveloped the debris and pressed towards the expressionless York......

"Who the hell is it! Who still has this power! ”

Malum stared at the raging waves, staring at the sun formed by the holy light hundreds of meters away, and his eyes became crazy.

He knew that under this power, the demons summoned by the cultists must be gone.

He knew that with the strength he had at the moment, he would never be able to do this.

He can't match this power!

"In that case!"

Malum's pupils turned redder and streaked blood, and he pulled off the scabbard and stabbed him hard in the chin before the massive wave of shockwaves in front of him weighed down.

"Listen to my prayers, O God! I will use all my power to bring about the destruction of this world, O God, please look straight ahead......"

At the same time, there was a reaction from all over the country.

The Thai soldiers, who were stationed thirty miles away and waiting for the next order, stared at the sun that emitted a huge light and lit up the entire sky, and they couldn't imagine the situation at all, and they didn't know what this sun was.

The only thing they felt was to feel enveloped in scorching warmth, their eyes filled with light but not blind.

Only Father Marty's friars, including some of the clergy, knew what it was, and they all had the same expression, staring at each other in a daze, unable to breathe.

A word came out of their hearts unconsciously.

"Miracle ......"

Far away in Bangkok, the Ascension Cathedral.

An old man was sitting in the top tower, and a middle-aged man was standing.

"It's time for you to rest, Bishop." Father Daniel, who had been standing beside him, pulled the thin quilt that was over the old man's knee.

"You don't have to worry, the Satanist Sect has already consumed most of its power here, and even if there is still a remnant of the strength to be preserved, it is estimated that it should only be an easy minor trouble for Father York, who once solved the VII.-level incident alone."

"Who said I was worried about him?"

Hearing the bishop's hoarse response, Daniel got up again and looked in the direction that the old man was looking straight at.

Bishop Richard, whose eyesight had become extremely poor, felt something in his heart and wanted to say something, but the next second he sensed something, and the eye circles widened in the moment of the breeze, and his gray pupils shrank.

But he couldn't see anything.

"Daniel, tell me! What do you see? ”

The Father Daniel in his mouth was already staring at the distance in front of him, which suddenly burst into light, as if shining on a huge ball in the world, with a hesitant and incredulous expression.

"Bishop, I see a glowing orb......" he said, stunned.

"Looks like it's in the direction of Father York."

(End of chapter)