224, can't run away any longer

2:30 in the morning.

The downpour continued.

Bishop Slivka and Bishop Jon, accompanied by ten Exorcists, drove to the farm located near the Southern highway of Yard City.

Gazing into the darkness, a vast wheat field lay before them.

At this time of the year, the wheat should have been harvested long ago. However, it remained untouched, subjected to the relentless rain that washed the grains into the soil, rendering the field utterly desolate.

"Be extremely careful, there's an Evil Spirit in this wheat field that resembles a Scarecrow."

Bishop Slivka rolled down the window, instructing everyone with a sharp and resolute gaze.

Bishop Jon nodded silently in agreement.

The rest of the Exorcists, each carrying Bone Powder and gasoline, dispersed and proceeded into the wheat field.

Their task was straightforward.

They were to spread gasoline around the perimeter of the wheat field and mix in the Bone Powder.

Each person drove a car loaded with a considerable amount of gasoline.