119 Chapter 119: Mushroom Cloud (Edited)

"Okay!"

Sensing that the priest's mood was a bit off, Silly glanced at the novice nun lying inside and started to take off.

Buzzing! The helicopter roared to life, slowly ascending into the open sky, leaving behind the ruins.

York looked at Eileen, remembering the imminent explosion, and casually fastened her seatbelt.

It was just as well that she was still asleep; otherwise, to avoid the church's notice, she would have had to endure a chop from him...

After securing the belt, York glanced ahead, noticing Silly sneaking peeks.

"Silly, forget about today."

As York spoke, he took out a specially made remote control from his bosom.

This was a specially made remote, with a signal range of up to twenty kilometers.

If an explosion was to happen, this distance was considered within the safe range.

Silly's puzzled words slipped out.

"What's wrong, Father?"

He felt that the priest had become mysteriously secretive.

"Nothing,"

York's tone was serious as he stared at Silly.

"Just keep flying."

With that look, Silly seemed to understand the underlying meaning in his gaze, thinking of the earlier statement, he pursed his lips and nodded seriously.

"Okay, Father York."

He controlled the helicopter's console, looking straight ahead, then added seriously again.

"I'll just keep flying forward."

York smiled faintly, continuing to hold the remote control in his hand.

Truthfully speaking, being discovered wouldn't matter much, as he wasn't afraid of the church's investigation. Unless he demonstrated in front of them, they couldn't find anything.

"But such matters are troublesome, best avoided if possible..."

York murmured to himself, estimating the distance the HH60W helicopter had flown.

"The speed is 361 kilometers/hour."

York leaned out of the cabin, squinting against the strong wind, looking in the direction of Saint Cata Monastery.

Saint Cata Monastery had already disappeared from view.

"It's been two minutes now, about fourteen kilometers away..."

York turned back to look at the remote control in his hand.

Honestly, he was somewhat nervous; if his predictions were correct, the holy bomb's double buff should be enough to destroy Hell's Gate.

Recalling the state of manifesting holiness, York exhaled lightly, glanced at Silly who was still focused ahead, then gently pressed the red button on the remote control.

A soft click.

The next second.

An explosive sound filled his ears, silencing everything.

York slightly widened his eyes, his pupils shrinking.

In his view, the direction of Saint Cata Monastery was illuminated by a light akin to holy radiance, taking over the sun's dominant position, as bright as daylight, filling the entire field of view.

With the spread of light, a fiery sphere exploded violently, engulfing everything around it in its terror.

Within the flames, a massive mushroom cloud formed, the giant mushroom cap rising, the clouds climbing higher, covering the vast sky.

Violent flames rolled up thick smoke, creating a bizarre and terrifying spectacle. An immense shockwave spread out in all directions, stealing away all sound and sensation.

"Such power..." York stared at the mushroom cloud dispersing all clouds, finally understanding the nature of the power he possessed. The core of the mushroom cloud was merely a 24kg C4 bomb.

The shockwave arrived instantly, causing the helicopter to shake and nearly spin out of control.

Silly exclaimed in shock, quickly stabilizing the helicopter.

Despite the helicopter's trembling, York still tightly grasped the edge, staring at the massive mushroom cloud rising above Saint Cata Monastery.

Because the task prompt hadn't sounded, it meant Hell's Gate hadn't been destroyed yet.

"Is it really so sturdy? Is such power not enough?"

York's brows slightly furrowed, his body tensing up, his expression becoming more serious. But the next second, the mechanical voice in his ear eased his mind.

"..." "Random Task: Resolve the Seal of the Land (Completed)" "Task Reward: +40 Attribute Points (Issued)" "..." Hearing the task completion prompt and looking towards the distant mushroom cloud, York's eyes filled only with admiration and amazement.

This was a mushroom cloud he had created with his own hands, its significance was indeed different.

"Beautiful, truly beautiful! Indeed, yield is justice!"

Looking at the mushroom cloud made of holy light, flames, and smoke, York couldn't help but exclaim.

"The greater the yield, the greater the justice..."

It was a pity that everything had its limits. As the distance increased, the mushroom cloud in his eyes became smaller and smaller, and York could only reluctantly let go of the cabin's edge and sit up straight.

Glancing at the sleeping Eileen next to him, then at Silly, he noticed the young man's throat continuously moving, and through the glasses, York saw an extremely strange glow in Silly's eyes.

"What's with this kid?"

York felt uncomfortable all over.

Just then, Silly licked his dry lips and suddenly spoke.

"Father York, I will forget about today's events."

Pausing, Silly then said something unexpected.

"And can I become a monk by your side? I know you don't have any monks with you yet. If possible, I am willing to swear my life to ensure your safety and defend your commands..."

Was this guy serious?

York stared blankly at Silly through the glasses, seeing an unfamiliar determination and devotion on his face, a temperament and expression that seemed to appear only in knights.

The helicopter fell into brief silence, York's brows slightly furrowing,

"Are you serious?"

Silly smiled, his resolve unchanged, "Yes, Father York, I am serious."

"If Father Mike agrees," York thought for a moment, not rejecting the idea, simply responding to the virtual window before him indifferently.

"I'll consider it."

"Really?"

Silly inexplicably became excited.

York helplessly said, "Yes."

Silly let out a long sigh, "Father York, don't worry, I will definitely get the old man's permission."

York's eyelids darkened, confirming the young man was indeed serious.

But on second thought, York instinctively imagined Silly's future at the Pluto Church.

"Given his personality, there might be more quirky but effective exorcism tools..."

With that thought, York chose to ignore Silly, continuing to focus on the virtual window before him.

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