"It's a novel experience."

During the exchange between Mirta and the old woman, what the two did not know was that there was already an invisible figure in the sky above them, patting left and right, experiencing the feeling of divine descent.

"It's like a physical object, and it feels like it's indescribable."

York's eyes narrowed, and he only felt that his thinking was not affected.

It's as if the computer can be double-turned on and run at the same time.

He in the town, including the remote command of him in the church, is dominated by the same mind.

"In that case, let's try it first."

York, who was in the sky, stared at the old woman's home, his gaze seemed to penetrate the room and stop directly at a man in the room.

"Wesley ......"

At this time, the swelling on the man's body, named Wesley, had begun to spread to his chest.

Although the face looks quite normal, it has become a carrier of demons in itself.

"I'm going to take you under the knife."

Seeing that Wesley seemed to be able to sense his presence, and suddenly looked up in the direction he was, Yorks reached out and pressed towards the house below.

At the same time, the two hundred points of holy power accumulated by the Pluto Church were instantly depleted.

Little by little, it fell quickly.

One hundred and fifty points were consumed in an instant.

"It doesn't seem to be that difficult."

York muttered, and his heart followed.

A flawless white light emanated from his hand, instantly expanding to the size of the house below.

"Purification."

As a sentence sounded, the majestic holy power was fiercely suppressed in Wesley's roar.

The demon seed in his body was about to break free from the possession's confinement, and a transparent shape appeared in the air, opening its huge mouth towards the sky.

But alas, there is a huge disparity in power.

Without the demon body of the present world, it did not have much power at all, and it was directly purified by this endless source of holy power.

The demon seed in Wesley's body also turned to ashes at this time, and it was scattered completely......

Outside the house, Mirta seemed to feel something looking up, and just now she seemed to hear the voice of Father York.

Then, her eyes widened, and she could naturally feel the movement just now, having already been baptized.

Ripple after ripple centered on the house in front of you and stretched in all directions.

"The priest has made a move."

Mirta secretly said in her heart that only when she could use the relevant power could she realize how powerful the priest's power was.

At this moment, before she could have any thoughts or experiences, the priest's voice sounded in her head.

"It's over, Mirta go in and have a look, and call the doctor,

The young man is lucky, he can still live after treatment. ”

Listening to the voice in her head, Mirta bowed her head slightly, and under the gaze of the old woman Sandra, she respectfully praised the void:

"Yes, Father."

"What happened? Sister Mirta. Sandra's heart throbbed for no apparent reason.

"Whew."

Mirta subconsciously exhaled lightly, feeling relaxed.

"Lady Sandra, Father York has just done to purify this place."

"Then ......" the old woman's heart tightened: "What about my son?" ”

Mirta smiled, "Your son is fine, but there is one thing that needs to be done." ”

With that, Mirta reached out and took out her phone, called the town's doctor in front of the old woman, and then led her into the house.

I saw that there was still a remnant of the holy power that had not disappeared everywhere in the room, and Wesley, who was lying on the bed, was swollen and unable to move, but he looked at the excited old woman with very clear eyes and shouted.

"Mom."

………………

"It feels pretty good, like you're playing with a toy."

It was as if York had closed the drawer back and scattered it to the side of Mirta for the gods.

"It's about spending a little bit of your own holy power."

Listening to the sudden sound of the prompt and feeling the consumption of the power in his body, York didn't care at all.

He could recover a little in a minute, so that he could use more than two hundred divine descent at once, and if he also controlled the use of time, then it would be equal to countless times.

At this moment, the little Holy Power that had just been consumed was restored after a minute.

"Next is ......"

Yorks heard the prayer of the believers again, and he pulled out the drawer in front of him to pinpoint the prayer.

Some believers can't wait for the evening and use the holy water directly.

The holy power in the body was consumed a little again, and Yorks had already arrived at the location of the believer in person.

A villa with a front yard that looks even more luxurious than Sandra's house.

But at first glance, York did not perceive the existence of demons.

Even so, York still used up the church's accumulated power to prevent it.

It is equivalent to returning the power of faith to this believer.

And then the regression.

Yorkes just sat on a row of benches, controlling everything in the town from a distance of more than a dozen kilometers.

As soon as he heard the prayers of the believers in his head, he pulled out the drawer in front of him and went wherever he went.

Coming and going, I don't know how many houses were swept around by him.

All of a sudden, the power of faith stored in the church began to be slowly consumed, and under York's control, it was constantly transformed into holy power for him to use.

As a result, York did not expend much effort at all, but only the power of faith absorbed by the believers in the Pluto church.

At the same time, in each experience, Yorkes became more and more comfortable with this function similar to the divine descent, and he didn't spend much energy at all.

"It feels like I've traveled all over town......" Ending the Divine Descent again, Yorkes shook his head.

Because of this, York's mind was able to easily generate a map of the town, detailed to each building and every area.

The scary thing is that he even knows who lives in which building.

It's the equivalent of putting everything in his head for the whole town.

In the evening of the same day.

By the time Mirta returned to report, it was already getting dark.

"Father, Wesley's condition is stable." Mirta's attitude was unusually respectful.

"That's good."

York nodded, and led her out of the church and into the front yard.

There were still believers camping outside the front yard, and when they saw them come out, they hurriedly greeted them.

"Father York!"

"Sister Mirta!"

“……”

Both York and Mirta nodded.

"Father, what are you looking at?"

Taking a step behind the priest, Mirta followed the priest's gaze into the void.

But all she could see was a symbol that the sun had set, and thus a black and red sky, so she was a little puzzled.

The camping devotees began to light up the light of the firewood that had been specially piled up.

At this time, it was completely dark.

Mirta did not wait for the priest's answer, she stole a glance at Divine Father's face, only to see that the priest seemed to be happy.

Yes, she felt happy.

“……”

"We ...... Do we want to?"

A villa deep in the town, filled with illuminated candles due to rule (1) that no electricity is allowed for lighting (demons lurk in its shadows).

Although the candlelight is bright, it also looks a little dim in the huge villa.

Jokim, who had already sprinkled holy water and prayed to God on the spot, looked at his wife Marie next to him, and subconsciously spoke.

"Turn on the lights?"

Marie, sensing her husband's nervousness, stepped forward, grabbed his big hand and whispered.

"If something happens, I can die with you, and if nothing happens, it means that Father York is indeed the savior, and the world is ready to change."

Marie's face became softer and her tone was firm.

"We'll have a baby then."

Joakim's tense body relaxed, the world was too cruel, and they decided not to let their children live in this world, so they decided not to have children.

But the appearance of Father York brought them a glimmer of hope.

"Yes, death is death, and trembling is not interesting."

Joakim laughed to himself, his wife's grabbed left hand tightened, and he grabbed Marie's hand behind her.

"If nothing changes, we will still die, the end will still come, rather than die unclear and controlled by demons, it is better to be sober now and die selectively!"

Joakim and Marie glanced at each other, both looking at each other and smiling, they had been mentally prepared for a long time, in fact, they had been preparing to kill before, but the priest suddenly appeared and broke the process.

Immediately, Joakim directly stretched out his right hand and pressed it towards the switch that he hadn't touched for many years.

With a crackling sound, the chandelier in the living room lit up in an instant when it was dark and bright, illuminating everything, and also illuminating the faces of Joakim and his wife who were ready to meet everything.

The light was like a lone seedling in the dark.

Appearing in York's eyes, he pointed to a small but unusually firm spot of light on the horizon and smiled.

"Mirta, look, there's light."

"Huh?" Mirta quickly gathered her mind and looked again in the direction indicated by the priest, and then her pupils shook, and she hesitated.

"Father, is that someone turning on the lights?"

"Yes!" York replied in the affirmative, and then reassured Mirta.

"Rest assured, the darkness lurking in the small town of Amara has been dispelled by me."

Yorkes remembered what the gods had done since he descended, not only to drive away the darkness, but also to set up the Holy Guardian Circle, which was responsible for radar positioning and resistance.

In this case, the demon can still invade under his nose, so he might as well die.

Now that he perceives it, it is clear that things have not changed beyond his expectations.

The first step to complete the mission is to let the people dispel the fear of the demon in their hearts, know that the source of change comes from him, and know that only by believing in him can they change.

In this way, the faith will be strengthened and religious......

It's just that this point is careful, and it is inconvenient to say it to Mirta.

Far away in town.

The lights of the villa were unusually blind, brighter than ever.

Outside, there were shouts from neighbors.

"Hey! Jokim! ”

Joakim was comfortable, and opened the door to reveal half of his body and looked at the neighbors in front of him.

"What's wrong, Kenneth!"

Of course, he knew why the neighbors in front of him called him.

"You turned on the lights!"

Kenneth stared at the bright villa in front of him, a little incredulous.

"Are you crazy!?"

"I'm not crazy." Joakim shrugged, looked around at a random place, and then smiled lightly:

"Kenneth, look over there, I'm not the only one who can't stand it.

A lot of people want to fight it. ”

Kenneth looked at Joakim, took a deep breath, and looked in the direction he had indicated.

Before he knew it, he suddenly saw a light as bright as day.

In the darkness, one house after another seemed to have life, and the lights were lit up for many years because of the presence of demons.

These lights are connected and shine into the air, which is somewhat beautiful.

This is what electric lighting should look like, and in a trance, Kenneth felt that the whole town of Yamara seemed to come alive.

For no apparent reason, Kenneth only felt a throbbing in the depths of his soul that made him tremble.

"This ......"

Kenneth opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Only the voice behind him sounded.

"Kenneth, I'm willing to believe what Father York said, I've had enough of the days when I used to hide in Tibet......"

The words fell with a click, and Kenneth's wife and children couldn't help but say to Kenneth as they saw that Joakim had closed the door and disappeared into the doorway.

"Kenneth, what are we going to do?"

"Let's go! Let's go back and turn on the lights too! ”

Kenneth gritted his teeth and made the decision to return home with his wife and children.

He also spelled.

……

"Haha!"

The police station that has long been lit up.

Director Lark and Ryan next to him, as well as the rest of his colleagues, each carried a bottle of wine in their hands.

They leaned against the police car, pointed to the small town of Yamara because the lights had dispelled the darkness, and laughed.

Director Luck smiled, his eyes already red.

"TM, I haven't seen this scene in years, and I thought I was about to forget."

Only Ryan grinned, "Director, are you crying?" ”

"Crying?"

Director Lark glared at Ryan's stupid boy and scolded, "I'm crying." ”

However, scolding and scolding, he could no longer control his tears.

The illumination of one point of light is like causing a chain reaction, and the second point of light is illuminated, and the third and fourth points are illuminated, and finally the lights of ten thousand homes are formed.

"It turns out that the small town of Yamara is still very good-looking."

Yorks stared at the bright scene in the distance, and smiled with his hands behind his back.

However, no one responded to him, and looking over, Mirta and the camping believers looked at the small town of Yamara that lit up the sky over there, and they were already stunned.

York shook his head and quietly left for the church, leaving the scene to them.

But what York didn't know was that it wasn't just Mirta who was fascinated by this scene.

There is also a cleaner coming from the city.

"It's ......"

Marcos, with gray temples, looked at the bright light on the horizon and lit up the sky, and was stunned.

The next second, he thought of something, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Marcos, it seems to be in the direction of the small town of Yamara." A middle-aged man sitting in the back seat said with some uncertainty.

"That's the small town of Yamaara! Something must have happened that we didn't know about, go! Get up to speed. Marcos enthused.

"We're going to see Mirta before dawn!"

Since the lights are still on, it means that there are no demons there.

Guideline (1) Do not use electric lighting (demons lurk in its shadows) and no longer work at this point.

It also shows that the priest is one of the saints they are discussing.

Only the incarnated saints would bring about these changes.

"Understood."

The cleaner in charge of the driving nodded, with the same smile on his face, and drove towards the light.

One after another, in the darkness, more than thirty specially modified cars headed straight for the small town of Yamalak.

All the cleaners in Belster City went out in full swing and poured out of the city......

(End of chapter)