American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

After sending the mother and daughter away, not long after another family came to express their gratitude to him for last night, then put the money and left.

York's spirits rose at this simple acknowledgment.

He likes this kind of reward. He doesn't ask these people to be grateful to him, he just wants to support his quiet church in the future.

Speaking of which, these survivors who have experienced supernatural events have a high chance of becoming true believers.

One after another they left, and soon only Mr. and Mrs. Baker and Jeffrey were left in the whole church.

Baker's wife, Ms. Hardy, is a relatively familiar believer and has been with him for a long time. Her expression is more pious than ever. She took out a large stack of banknotes that made Baker's face twitch and stuffed them directly into the donation box he brought. .

So arrogant and arrogant.

"Thank you for your help, Father!" Ms. Hardy's eyes began to turn red again.

"If you hadn't arrived in time, my Baker would have..."

Yorks glanced at Baker and found that he was standing behind Ms. Hardy, his face twitching and helpless, and then he smiled.

"Ms. Hardy, this is the Lord's reward for you. You don't have to take it to heart, as long as you remain the same."

In Ms. Hardy's adoring eyes, Yorkshire made the sign of the cross as usual.

"Amen……"

After finally seeing off the Bakers and his wife, only Jeffrey, the police officer who still looked calm, was left. He lowered his head and signaled.

"Thank you, Father, I will keep it in my heart."

Hearing this, Yorks thought of the rookie from before, the trainee priest Archibald.

Of course, this was just a thought. Yorks looked at the calm police officer in front of him. He remembered the magic wave and those few spells he felt last night. In fact, he had been paying attention to this police officer for a long time.

"You're welcome. The church and the devil are incompatible. As the spokesperson of the Lord, I have the responsibility to drive out evil."

Compared to ordinary people like Baker, York's speaking skills have changed a bit for Jeffrey, who is obviously knowledgeable.

Jeffrey smiled. The church indeed matched his mother's statement, forming a black and white opposition to the devil.

Seeing this, Yorks continued speaking seemingly casually. "Officer Jeffrey, I have a question for you about what happened last night."

Jeffrey said disapprovingly, "Father, please speak."

Yorks laughed. "Officer Jeffrey, were those spells you recited last night magic?"

Hearing this, Jeffrey hesitated a little, but he didn't hesitate for long.

"Magic? No, this is the witchcraft left behind by my mother."

With that said, Jeffrey took out his bone necklace and continued.

"Through the necklace my mother left behind, using this as a medium, I can use two spells."

"witchcraft?"

A glint flashed in Yorks' eyes, and he instantly remembered the difference between magic and witchcraft.

Magic works from the inside out through itself, and witchcraft is somewhat special. It takes the power of faith as its source and uses medicine, bones, corpses and other items as the medium to work.

In other words, magic acts directly on the target, while witchcraft acts indirectly on the target through a medium.

"Is your mother a wizard?"

Jeffrey nodded, not wanting to hide his savior's thoughts. He had already told Baker, but Baker didn't believe it.

"Yes, Father."

Yorks recalled the magic fluctuations from the night before, and he felt that he could use them too. Yorks looked at Officer Jeffrey, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and his face became serious.

"Officer Jeffrey, can you teach me the spell you used last night?"

Jeffrey was stunned for a moment, but did not refuse verbally.

"Well, Father, it is possible, but if there are not those few spells..."

As soon as he said this, Jeffrey looked at the priest's raised right hand, and his pupils began to vibrate violently. In that right hand, he felt extremely strong and familiar energy fluctuations.

"Is this the energy you used yesterday?" Looking at the confused Jeffrey, Yorks smiled. He had 157.5 points of this energy.

"I seem to have what it takes to learn?"

Jeffrey nodded blankly.

"Yes……"

In this case, it wasn't long before Jeffrey began to transform into a teacher explaining the transformation of the spell to Yorkshire.

The first is Repello: a spell used to push enemies away or away.

The second sentence is Exorcio: a spell used to attack demons or evil forces.

The third sentence is Protego (shield): used to create a protective barrier to resist attacks and magic.

He taught me one lesson at a time, until the Baker couple outside couldn't wait and came over.

"Father, these are the only three sentences I know."

Jeffrey was a little embarrassed. His mother had only taught him these three sentences since she disappeared.

Yorks suppressed the excitement in his heart, "It's okay, Officer Jeffrey, I owe you a favor. If you need help, please tell me. As long as it's something within my ability, I will do my best."

Jeffrey took a deep breath. In fact, this was what he wanted, especially after knowing how powerful the priest in front of him was.

"Thank you, Father, I will."

Hearing this, Yorks smiled and didn't feel much in his heart. This was considered a fair deal.

Yorkshire made a sign of the cross on his chest and said seriously.

"The Lord will bless you, Amen."

Jeffrey bowed his head in return, pulled the confused Baker, and quickly left the church.

When the two figures disappeared, Yorks, who had been standing at the edge of the stage, grinned, silently read the window, looked at the three additional skills on it, and whispered.

"Exorcio."

As this newly learned spell fell, a white light appeared in the sky above York, and it was combined into various shapes with his thoughts, such as arrows, long swords, long knives, etc.

After the test, Yorkist dissipated the energy in the sky and continued to test the other two, which were basically successful.

After spending a total of three points of magic power, Yorkist patted the invisible dust on his shoulders and clothes. After a long time, he finally had three skills at his side. With these three simple spells alone, his strength was stronger than before. A few points higher.

Through such a rough transformation of the system and the transformation of one's own spell, the power is incomparable.

In the past, the efficiency of using a little magic power was only 70%, but now it is 100%.

In the past, it might take two points to block the demon's impact power, but now with Protego (shield), he probably only needs one point. This is a qualitative change.

Moreover, his attack methods include Exorcio (exorcism), which is varied and targeted.

There is also the Repello (repelling) spell that can also allow him to maintain a remote output environment and play a kiting tactic.

Thinking of this, Yorks turned to the statue of Jesus above and began to pray.

"thank God."

"You have my respect and love from Yorkshire Yohan."

"Thank you for giving me the strength and courage to fight evil and overcome it."

"..."

Thanks to the old demon who is not a ghost for the reward!

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