113 Chapter 113: A Coincidental Arrangement (Edited)
York remained silent for a moment, staring at the nun on the chair, softly saying.
"So, you are Valak! One of the seventy-two demons, ranked sixty-third, a lord of hell..."
His voice, cold yet like a trigger, caused Valak, who was sitting on the stone chair, to suddenly lift her head, revealing her pale face and spiral-toothed mouth, roaring at York.
Roar!
Deafening, the entire stone chamber shook, dust falling, as a powerful shockwave from behind the nuns rushed towards York.
York remained unfazed, conserving his magic power. Through the Exorcio (Exorcism) spell converter, a giant fist formed in the air, smashing into the shockwave with force.
[10 points of magic power used]
The fist and shockwave collided, dissipating with a snap.
The aftermath blew York's robe, and he calmly pulled out a holy grenade, staring at Valak, who floated above the stone chair.
"Wait for me, I will come to you myself and reclaim the nuns' debts!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the grenade landed precisely on the altar with a clang.
Boom!
The explosion of holy light spread, dissolving everything.
Valak, floating in the void, stared at York, who stood behind the fire, always calm.
Snap!
The psychic space shattered instantly.
York blinked, and everything returned to normal, the desk still there, but the stone chamber was no longer the same.
"Father York, what does this mean? Do you know the true name of this demon?"
Hill's question came from behind.
"It's nothing."
York shook his head, closing the book, keeping the demon's true name to himself.
Suddenly, noises came from outside.
Footsteps echoed in the silent and spacious area, sounding eerie.
Because of York's earlier probe, Hill and Eileen understood what the footsteps meant and were not panicked.
As the footsteps approached, Hill reminded York.
"Father York."
"It's nothing."
York walked to the wooden door, pulling out another holy grenade.
In such a confined environment, using a holy grenade for clearing was the best option, efficient and effective.
Pulling the pin of the holy grenade with one hand, York didn't step out but leaned out to see the shadows appearing in the depth, tossing the grenade towards them.
Clang!
York stepped back, waiting for the explosion behind the wooden door.
Boom!
The underground shook.
The explosion's white-red shockwave carried debris, spraying towards the pathway to the left in front of York.
Pfft!
After the dust settled, only the lingering smoke remained.
In the candle-lit basement.
York withdrew his gaze, looking at the silent Eileen behind him.
"Does anyone want to communicate with you?"
Although knowing the demon's true name, with his current abilities, exorcism shouldn't be difficult. However, if possible, he preferred to crush the demon thoroughly.
He fought only battles he was sure to win, disliking efforts without certainty.
The blood of Jesus, hailed as a holy relic with countless miracles, with his strong spiritual sense, York felt that acquiring it might trigger an incredible transformation.
What this transformation was, he didn't know, but it should be enough to crush a demon of Valak's rank.
"No, Father."
Eileen shook her head, understanding what the priest meant, but from the helicopter ride to now, she hadn't seen anything.
"I can't sense anything."
York felt a bit disappointed.
"It might be its trick. It seems we need to find the abbess's body, perform a spirit communication ritual with you, and then find the blood of Jesus."
Explaining the next steps to them, York, remembering something, returned to the desk and picked up the folded paper.
Since the book contained clues to the demon's true name, this folded paper must also provide helpful information.
Indeed, as York unfolded it, the colors and names marked on it showed him the current location of the stone chamber, the location of the abbess's body, and the precise location of hell's gate...
This was a detailed map of Saint Cata Monastery's underground.
York frowned, recalling the old nun's words about the destiny of Saint Cata Monastery and her destiny.
It seemed like a dark hand was guiding his actions.
Including his previous judgment, even the old man seemed to play a role in this.
Staring at the map, York's brows tightened further, disliking the feeling of being arranged and everything falling into place.
"Father York, have you discovered anything?" Hill, looking at the map in the priest's hand, was surprised.
"This is?"
"The underground map." York relaxed his brows and replied, remembering the location of the abbess's body and hell's gate, slowly putting away the map.
Despite disliking the feeling, he accepted the situation, not letting it affect his desire to beat Valak.
"First, we'll find the abbess's body for the spirit communication ritual, then find the source."
Putting the map in his pocket, York picked up the rotary grenade launcher and led the way out of the stone chamber, with the others quickly following.
The trio continued deeper.
Soon, two more thunderous explosions silenced everything, then peace returned.
A minute later.
Boom! York expressionlessly pulled the trigger, the grenade shooting from the barrel, shattering the last remaining nun.
At the end of this underground path was a tightly closed wooden door to the right, a turning corner.
York continued forward, walking through the debris, turning the wheel in the grenade launcher, and loading a holy grenade from his belt into it.
Click, click! The sound of loading grenades in the quiet path reassured the following Eileen.
At this moment, she had grown accustomed to the priest's straightforward actions.
As Hill said, the priest's grenades opened the way, and the grenade gun supplemented without fail.
Indeed, whenever they encountered a group of nuns controlled and attacked by the demon, the priest always threw a grenade, instantly resolving everything.
Like now, when the priest suddenly stopped and threw another grenade into an unseen corner to the right.
Boom!
Bright light illuminated the end of the path.
The shockwave hit the opposite wall, the aftermath blowing her nun's hood.
"This is the way of the grenade..."
Eileen subconsciously touched her grenade belt, smoothing her hood, and hurriedly followed when she saw the priest moving forward, stopping when he stopped.
"We're here."
Hearing the priest's unchanged voice, Eileen pursed her lips, looking at the wooden door showing signs.
Is this where the abbess's body is?
From what the priest said, she knew she had a constitution that could enter a certain space and communicate with spirits or other beings, like astral projection.
Before she could think further, the priest's words made her nervous again.
"Get ready, Eileen. During the spirit communication, I need you to find the abbess of the monastery and locate the blood of Jesus. Perhaps the church sent you with us for this reason."
Saying this, York pushed open the wooden door.
Creak! The door burst open inward.
A cold draft hit them.
In the dimness.
A staircase leading downward, its depth unknown, appeared before them...
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