Chapter 431: Body and Waves

The sound of knocking wooden fish spread throughout the venue, and the peaceful charm made everyone enter a state of wonder.

That is a state where you can be undisturbed by anything. Even if the atmosphere of terror in this world is very heavy, you can concentrate on dealing with the things in front of you.

So, the priests and priestesses on each altar stared at the large amount of resentment imprisoned in the light shield, their eyes slightly condensed, and their faces firm.

Even though the resentment in the light shield kept changing in various ways, impacting the light shield that was slowly closing, under this situation, the originally trembling light shield slowly became more solidified and slowly closed in a stable state.

John Wick's face relaxed a little, and he glanced at the apartment building.

There was a spell emitting a faint light suspended in the air, and ripples kept appearing around it.

"It should be my turn next." He thought.

In the previous call, they had actually determined their positions.

He knew what he should do. His mission was to protect the priests and priestesses who could not move and prevent them from being disturbed.

The situation has become clear now, and John Wick can sense that he is about to appear.

Because at present, the trick of the Po-Yun Demon is roughly only one step left, that is, to interfere with the immobile priests and priestesses.

The previous child's voice was a sign.

Although it is now calm, he inexplicably feels that something has appeared around him.

"I can feel that dense sight, who is staring at this side?"

John Wick glanced at the darkness around him where nothing could be seen, and slowly grasped the heavy machine gun that was already loaded with holy bullets.

He himself was a top killer who switched to a church monk. The killer's instincts and habits did not actually disappear, that is, he was actually very sensitive to this kind of sight projected on him.

As long as someone looked at him and stopped for a few seconds, he would react. This was the intuition he developed during the killer period, in order to get a little advantage in the battle of guns and hide faster.

Now that he has become a monk, he can practice the holy power and enter the extraordinary. Under the influence of the holy power in his body, his skills during the killer period have actually increased several times.

Action, intuition, strength, induction, etc. are all improved in all aspects.

So he believed in his intuition that something really appeared around him.

He might not be able to deal with the kind of resentment that destroyed the world in front of him, nor was he good at dealing with it, but for individual units, he was not so difficult to deal with.

But if it was the previous form, he could only use the bishop's spell to deal with it.

John Wick's eyes kept scanning the suspicious places.

But obviously his perception was not wrong. Just when the spell was working and the weird child's voice could no longer interfere, the dull footsteps suddenly sounded again.

At first, it was sparse and weak, like a subtle echo from a distance. However, as the footsteps became denser, an indescribable sense of terror and weirdness quietly spread, but under the influence of the spell, it became ordinary.

At the same time, as the footsteps approached, something seemed to be quietly approaching in the darkness around him, with a chilly breath.

John Wick was not affected, but just glanced down.

The arsenal was sufficient, and a large number of bullet magazines were placed in an easy-to-reach position. He was sure that he could unload and reload within two seconds.

Under Hilly's modification, the position of the heavy machine gun is much higher than the front of the car, which will not affect the output, nor will it. The mechanism under it can support 360-degree rotation and up and down adjustment of the heavy machine gun in his hand.

And the position where he sits will also rotate with the heavy machine gun, without having to turn around himself.

Just when John Wick was visually inspecting everything.

With the sound of footsteps getting closer, small black shadows suddenly appeared one after another from all directions.

To the naked eye, with the dark background, these small black shadows are demons crawling out of the abyss of hell, twisted and hideous, looming in the darkness, densely packed, and everywhere.

With the appearance of the black shadows, the footsteps became more and more rapid and heavy.

In an instant, this group of black shadows broke through the darkness and crashed into the range illuminated by the candlelight.

At this moment, John Wick finally saw the true face of the black shadows.

They did not show anything, no face or ears, but only a body the size of a child, showing a black color, surrounded by a layer of flames composed of resentment.

"Hee hee!"

"Hee hee ha ha!"

"."

The playful sounds came from them, but John Wick was relieved.

"As long as it's not that big scene."

As soon as he finished speaking, John Wick sat there and pressed the trigger on the handle held by both hands.

In an instant,

accompanied by a deafening roar, a white flame suddenly spurted out from the muzzle of the heavy machine gun.

Accompanied by the unique roar of the machine gun, the flame jumped wildly at the muzzle, and the bullets that had been prepared to meet the enemy poured out like a rainstorm. They drew a series of hot trajectories in the air, as bright and deadly as a meteor shower.

These large-caliber sacred bullets modified and developed by Hilly, each of which contains huge kinetic energy and sacred energy. They rushed in the air, making a sharp whistling sound, as if they could tear apart all obstacles, and drew a series of dazzling trajectories in the firelight, like a meteor across the night sky.

Then it penetrated the air at an astonishing speed, shooting at the black shadows that appeared in all directions with a sharp whistling sound.

Pah pah pah pah!!!

When the bullet hit the black shadow, it instantly exploded with astonishing power.

Under the influence of the holy stone and the sacred energy in it, each bullet hit the black shadow fiercely and then exploded into a ball of white light.

Under each burst of white light, there were black shadows that were torn apart one after another.

As the number and speed of the black shadows exploded, the surrounding air became more violent and chaotic.

Invisible energy fluctuations stirred in the air, forming ripples visible to the naked eye. These ripples continued to spread, covering all the black shadows in all directions, and also formed a very spectacular scene.

If someone saw this scene on the scene, the first thing he would think of was the dazzling fireworks.

And the fireworks were John Wick who kept turning with the setting of the mechanism.

The bullets that kept exploding and forming a fan shape were like stars after the fireworks exploded.

Pah pah pah pah!

The white light that burst out from all directions was like shocking blood flowers.

Under such fierce firepower, the black shadows in all directions were stopped by John Wick in a line.

Ahhhhh!

The child's voice turned into a scream, and the number of black shadows around seemed to increase.

However, the firepower coverage of the heavy machine gun controlled by John Wick was extremely wide. He even sat there, just mechanically pressing the trigger on the handle, and with an expressionless face, he could loosen one hand to pick up the grenade below and throw it in the direction where the number suddenly increased.

Boom!

A dazzling white light directly blew away the dense black shadows, leaving a vacuum in this direction.

In this situation, John Wick could also change the belt, and his firepower could continue, so that the black shadows could not touch the priests and witches on the altar at all. Even under the influence of the Zen Pure Heart Mantra, these noises could not affect their movements and state of mind at all.

Of course, this was also achieved thanks to Hilly's transformation and his own ability to evolve in all directions after becoming a monk.

Neither is indispensable.

"Huh!"

Higa Kotoko, who was on the top of the apartment, was relieved when she saw this dazzling scene.

Before this, she estimated that she would have to consume a lot of spiritual power to deal with this situation. Now, with the help of Nissan's deacon monk John Wick and deacon sister Irene, this more troublesome scene was finally solved.

"Next is the main battlefield," Higa Kotoko said silently in her heart, looking at her sister Higa Makoto next to her.

But Higa Makoto had already blinked her bright eyes and stared at her, as if she knew what she was thinking.

"Sister." Higa Makoto said.

"There seems to be some movement in the apartment."

"The body of the Pok'u Demon is about to appear." Higa Kotoko said, looking around the aisle: "According to the records, it may be necessary to merge with the unfortunate child."

Higa Makoto nodded, she also understood the current situation.

The essence of exorcism is actually to remove all resentment.

What is happening under the apartment now, the Po-Lu Demon simply cannot withstand this consumption. If it does not do anything to deal with it, it will have only one ending, being slowly consumed or sealed, like a chronic poison.

Because its specific manifestation is that the dark world that shrouds the entire apartment community seems to have become brighter.

This shows that under the massive consumption of resentment, the power of the Po-Lu Demon can no longer maintain this world, and can no longer maintain its home.

And it has no entity, and is essentially the resentment of those children, and can't do any extra substantial actions.

"So what it wants to do is to merge all the resentment into that unfortunate child and appear in the world as a real individual." Higa Kotoko seemed to know what her sister was thinking, glanced at the right intersection of the corridor, and spoke calmly.

"And this also meets our requirements for removal."

Irene, who had not done anything yet, did not speak, but just listened to the conversation between the Higa sisters, followed Higa Kotoko's gaze, and looked to the right with Higa Makoto.

On the right side of the corridor, some spreading blood began to appear at the dim intersection.

The blood was red and had an evil aura.

At the same time, the apartment under her feet was shaking synchronously.

"It's coming." Higa Kotoko said.

Pah pah pah!

The corridor began to have tiny cracks one after another, and the color of the blood was like the cracks of the lava in hell.

At the same time.

A figure appeared at the dim intersection of the corridor, which was different from the black shadow under the apartment.

This figure, which was only the size of a five or six-year-old child, had very obvious clothes on his body, and his facial features gradually appeared.

This was a real child, but his pupils were all gray and white.

Ah!!!

The moment she appeared, she opened her mouth and shouted loudly.

The voice was piercing and sharp, and the guard wall of the corridor, including the wall of the house on the other side and the door, all had cracks one after another, and the cracks were filled with blood and slowly flowed down.

However, the shouting that could crack the wall did not affect the Higa sisters and Irene who were watching because of the effect of the talisman.

Instead, the blood spread and continued to spread towards the three of them, like a wave extending over.

Blood was also constantly flowing out of the upper layer of the corridor wall, forming a waterfall outside.

There is an evil spirit in it. It is conceivable what will happen if it is touched by blood. The evil spirit entering the body is the least of it.

"I will do the protective work." At this time, Irene, who had been silent, looked at the Higa sisters and said gently.

"Makoto will do the serious work."

Higa Kotoko had no opinion and did not answer, but Higa Makoto took a deep breath and pinched out a talisman again.

This undoubtedly agreed with her statement.

Seeing this, Irene smiled at the corners of her lips. When the blood was about to spread, she took out a holy water bottle blessed by her own bishop from a small bag at her waist and threw it to the ground.

Snap!

The bottle made of holy stone by Yu Xi shattered instantly and scattered in all directions.

The holy water that burst out of the bottle suddenly emitted a white light and spread under the feet of the three people

...

The Cathedral of St. Mary, like a silver needle piercing the sky.

In a room that was exquisite and luxurious but also decorated with various church decorations, an old man stood on a large French window with his hands behind his back, looking outside at the slightly red sunset, unmoved.

A voice came from behind him, "Bishop Pedlio, there is a big commotion in Shinagawa District, you..."

The voice was interrupted by the old man as soon as it said this: "Don't worry, since York's deacons are here, York must have prepared everything long ago."

"Uh."

Father Yokoyama Junya behind the old man paused and looked a little hesitant.

Bishop Pedlio seemed to know Father Yokoyama Junya's expression. Looking at the dazzling sunset on the horizon, he thought of something and shook his head and smiled.

"You haven't had much contact with York, so you may not know his personality and way of doing things, but I do."

Bishop Pedlio sighed: "That guy is an alternative, cherishing his life and protecting his shortcomings. In addition, he is extremely cautious and has prepared many tricks. No one knows what tricks he has left for his deacons.

He can go straight to hell for the matter of an old believer of his, and even return with the soul of the believer in an unscathed state.

Not to mention the deacons who will accompany him for the rest of his life? He will definitely leave something on his deacons that even they don't know, and these things can naturally protect my daughters."

Hearing this, Father Yokoyama Junya could only answer.

"Yes!"

Bishop Pedlio smiled. In fact, after York came to the island country, he didn't worry about his daughters at all. He just watched his daughters grow up safely as usual.

Otherwise, he would go straight to hell like York and forcibly save his daughters, no matter how much he paid for his life.

Bishop Pedlio couldn't help but wave his right hand behind his back. He wanted to say something, but the movement behind him interrupted him.

A priest appeared in a hurry at the wide-open door.

"Bishop Pedlio! There is something wrong with the world crack, and a large amount of energy fluctuations have been detected!"

Hearing this anxious voice, Bishop Pedlio's movement was greater than what he had heard about his daughters before.

"Let's go! Take me to see!"

"Yes!"