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Exorcist of the American Nightmares

"Father Yorks, may I ask what is meant by scientific exorcism?" A large group of priests in divine robes at the bottom stared at the man on top of the high platform, their eyes fiery as they asked. Listening to the task released in his ears, the corners of Yorks' mouth rose slightly, and "What do you mean by scientific exorcism? My answer is that we have to utilize the characteristics of modern technology in conjunction with our traditional exorcism methods to exorcise demons ......" "We all know that the evil spirit hates our recitation of the Bible, so we can record our recitation and play it out through audio, tormenting it every day and making it physically ill ......" "The evil spirit hates holy water and holy water will cause it as much damage as fire, if it doesn't come out and does its little tricks to disgust people every day, then we can ask the homeowner's permission to use the showerhead to sweep through the house and irritate it every day, of course this will require a lot of holy water, so roll it up ...... " "If an evil spirit or demonic being descends, we'll just blast it to death with a gun, if the gun doesn't work, then a cannon, if the cannon doesn't work, then a nuke, if the nuke doesn't work, then just wait for it to die ......" "......" Perverts, witches, magic, vampires, werewolves, demons, killers, the main one is a scientific [physical] exorcism ...... ----------------------- It's 1 chapter per day at 1 p.m. (Arizona) in every novel I upload. 3 daily chapters in each novel on patreon! p@treon.com/INNIT ----------------------- DISCLAIMER The story belongs entirely to the original author.

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Chapter 229: Duties

Candlelight illuminated the Pluto Church.

Father Archibald, who had been officially ordained not long ago, and Eileen stood on the outermost edge, staring at the priests and bishops seated at the very front.

"Are you Father York's deaconess?" Archibald asked with some curiosity.

"Yes, Father Archibald," Eileen answered calmly, her gaze fixed on her own priest.

"That's enviable," Archibald remarked.

Eileen glanced at the young priest beside her, unsure why he would feel envious.

"Because I also wish to be a monk under Father York," Archibald said, hands clasped behind his back, similarly casting his gaze towards the priest inside, and added calmly.

"That way, I'd have more opportunities to encounter demons and learn more."

"Father York was the examiner responsible for my ordination and also the teacher who taught me how to perform exorcisms," Archibald reminisced.

Eileen blinked, pondering over these words without making a sound.

Archibald smiled, not offering further explanation, and continued to stare at the priest and bishop inside.

Suddenly, he saw the burly priest turning his head towards him, causing Archibald to straighten up immediately.

"Is he going to take over the Bilis Church?"

Bilis Church was exactly the one governed by Ernest.

"Isn't he a bit too green for the role, Bishop Romulo?"

Bishop Romulo, responsible for the state of New York, also turned his head to glance at Archibald, who seemed to be standing at attention, and smiled:

"Young people always need opportunities to gain experience."

"York, aren't you curious why I came here tonight?" Bishop Romulo asked, turning his head back and continued calmly, "Curious, but I figured you would eventually tell me."

Romulo couldn't help but laugh a bit at the expressionless priest's response: "You really haven't changed a bit, even seeming younger."

York quirked a smile: "Bishop Romulo, I am still young."

Romulo's face stiffened for a moment before he shook his head: "You, always the same. Anyway, I did come here for a reason, and it's an important task that needs to be done by you, as decided unanimously by us."

York looked at the elder.

Romulo, unfazed, continued: "You must be aware of Anthony Walma, right?"

Before York could respond, Romulo answered for him: "Don't say you don't know. The demon you found in Massachusetts last time was summoned by Anthony Walma. Given your methodical nature, you must have thoroughly investigated everything."

York had no choice but to nod silently, his mind already on Marum Walma.

He had a vague feeling that Romulo's visit was related to this man.

And indeed, it was.

"The reason for my visit is Marum Walma, this man's son," Romulo revealed.

York narrowed his eyes, listening.

"After investigation, we've found that Marum Walma is one of the bishops of the Satanist church, a man of evil deeds. In a recent ambush, we collaborated with the authorities to catch him, but unfortunately, he escaped in the chaos."

"So, you want me to capture him?" York asked.

"No, I want you to eliminate him and the cult he leads," Romulo said, his voice cold.

"The reason being, this man is attempting something extremely dangerous. He's trying to create a demon that can walk the earth."

York was stunned, having never imagined the situation would escalate to this extent.

How could Marum Walma create a demon? He was just beginning his investigation.

Sensing York's confusion, Romulo passed over the documents he had been carrying.

"Take a look, your questions will be answered here."

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"Is it sent?"

Leaving the Yellow Bridge Church, Saxon glanced at Emilia, who was informing the invitee that they couldn't proceed with the filming, and asked.

Emilia, just having clicked send and seeing the confirmation, nodded.

"Yes, I've informed them that the filming crew has an urgent matter and can't proceed with the shoot."

"That's good," Saxon sighed in relief.

"Coming out of the church, I've always felt a chill down my spine."

Emilia, linking her arm with Saxon's, said gently, "I've decided to stop filming and direct from behind the scenes."

"That's better," Saxon smiled. "That's what I wanted."

Making such a decision relieved Emilia as well: "Since we're already out, why don't we buy a gift for your mother?"

"Sure."

Saxon and Emilia walked onto the street and got into the car that had been waiting for them.

Unbeknownst to the excited couple preparing for the gift, a middle-aged man with an expressionless face and holding a black umbrella was watching them from under a tree.

After the car had left, he picked up his phone and made a call.

"They just left the church."

"Yes, I saw the filming crew's cars leave too. It seems they know something."

"Should we proceed?"

"We need a girl with a spirit to sacrifice to our Holy Son, to welcome His arrival. The live broadcast she was going to put out makes her exactly who we need."

"Understood." The man put away his phone and walked towards the street. A black car that had been waiting for a while drove over, picked up the man who closed his umbrella, and followed the direction Saxon had just left in.

"Father Marty! She's dead!"

At the same time, in a secret room inside Yellow Bridge Church, a conversation was taking place.

A Thai man, with a head of graying hair and a slender build, spoke with a heavy voice.

"This means she can no longer protect her child."

With an anxious look, the man continued, "In two days, her youngest son, Ilan, will turn seven. If taken by these Satanists, he will become a vessel for the devil, or perhaps even the devil's son."

Father Marty, showing no emotion, took a deep breath and then exhaled, looking at the pacing Agado, "There are still two days, no need to rush. I've already reported this to the church, and they will definitely send someone today or tomorrow to handle it."

Hearing this, Agado stopped in his tracks, looking at Father Marty, "Father Marty, Rinee needs protection. I suspect that, aside from Ilan, she is also their target."

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