Chapter 138: Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Eight, Daydreams

"Father York!"

Hearing the call and seeing everyone coming over, York patted the dust off his body and walked towards them.

His first words were.

"It's over."

With that, everyone reacted differently, but York didn't mind and tossed the knight's sword back to Brother Kenny.

"Thank you for your knight's sword, Brother Kenny."

Remembering the recent tumult, Brother Kenny looked at the bloodstains on the sword blade and felt honored.

"It was my honor, Father."

York glanced around, not seeing Bridget and her sister or Erin.

Brother Kenny, sensing the mood, said, "Father, Sister Erin is with those two children."

"That's good."

Thinking of Erin's gentle demeanor, York then turned to Jeffrey, "Officer Jeffrey."

"I'm here, Father!" Jeffrey, who had been waiting, immediately spoke up.

Thinking of the scene inside the building, York sighed lightly and revealed the truth, "Apart from those two children, all the residents of the apartment building are dead."

Supernatural events inevitably carry the risk of death, an unavoidable matter.

Thus, in the cooperation agreement, the church is responsible for exorcism, and generally, the official organization assists and handles the aftermath.

He believed Jeffrey understood his meaning.

Jeffrey glanced at the forty-story apartment building, his expression solemn, and seriously said.

"I will handle this matter properly, Father York."

"Then I'll leave the rest to you." York patted his shoulder, calmly said.

Jeffrey nodded in response, waved his hand leading Beck and others, headed quickly towards the apartment building to examine the scene and report to the waiting superior.

Brother Kenny, watching Jeffrey and others rush into the apartment building, instinctively spoke.

"Father?"

He was a bit concerned about potential problems.

"It's fine, everything inside has been exorcised by me, there's no danger." York moved forward.

"Let's go, leave the rest to the official personnel."

"Yes, Father!"

Brother Kenny hurriedly followed.

Eventually, in a police car, York found Erin and the Bridget sisters.

Under the red and blue lights.

Erin was gently speaking on the side, while the Bridget sisters, with tears in their eyes, looked significantly better than before, not as directly devastated as earlier.

It seems this novice nun has her ways.

York thought for a moment but ultimately chose not to go over, heading to the car and asking Brother Kenny to call Erin.

"Brother Kenny, call Erin."

"Yes, Father."

With a bang, the car door closed, and sitting in the back seat, York couldn't help but exhale softly, choosing to relax and lean back into the soft seat.

"It's finally over."

Feeling something, York subconsciously looked down at the bag at his feet, casually picking up a book inside.

Upon touching it, he knew what the book was made of. "Human skin…"

Looking at the simple yet evil-aura-lingering book, seeing the closed fangs, York ultimately put it back.

Now was not the time to trace the origin.

Just then, with the continuously generated 3D map in his mind, Brother Kenny also opened the driver's seat door and sat down.

"Father, do you want to go to Pluto Church or?"

York glanced at Erin, who had just closed the door and sat down.

"Let's go to my place."

"Alright."

Brother Kenny glanced at the car's rearview mirror, confirming everyone was seated, and started the car.

The car slowly moved, but the atmosphere was not like when they had just left the airport. Without the rain and thunder, it was utterly silent.

Especially Erin, silent, her eyes lacking focus, unsure what she was thinking.

He knew why this novice nun was like this: knowing why the Bridget sisters survived.

Perhaps she knows even more details than him.

Withdrawing his gaze, York looked ahead into the void, looking at the 27 available attribute points under the virtual window, his heart unmoved.

Having experienced much, he had become numb. Having seen so much, the events no longer surprised him. After all, what happened couldn't be undone.

So, all the mixed thoughts were superfluous.

Now, the only thing he needed to do was to become stronger.

Only by becoming stronger, strong enough to have everything under control, is the truth.

Thinking of the monster that wanted to escape and continue merging human bodies.

If he hadn't become stronger than before, this event, which could be classified as a Level III supernatural event, could have caused even more casualties.

Imagining the scene if the monster had escaped.

York shook his head. Not everyone had his strength. The church did have many capable of easily resolving Level III supernatural events, but they were not in New York.

Because New York was his responsibility, his territory...

Thus, York decided to add all 27 available attribute points to his overall physique.

In this event, compared to spirit and magic, overall physique played a significant role.

It was through agility and strength from overall physique that he could easily slice through such thick and hard flesh spikes and hands, overpowering the unknown monster,

If it were someone else, like the knight's sword's owner, Brother Kenny, just the dense flesh spikes at the beginning would have been hard to handle, let alone the ceiling-covering slap.

[Point allocation successful] [Overall Physique 45 raised to 72]

[...] Hearing the prompt, York began to feel a significant change in his body, the itchiness and soreness aside, mainly feeling his skin becoming somewhat tight.

York rubbed his hands but didn't notice any sensation; he only listened to the car engine's sound and closed his eyes, experiencing the feeling of becoming stronger after a massive point allocation.

Becoming stronger was addictive.

York was also curious about what kind of changes would occur when his physique reached 100 points.

After all, spirit, magic, and life all had manifestations.

"Bulletproof? Or double strength? Will it really turn into Superman in the end?"

"If it really becomes a Superman without weaknesses, able to use telekinesis, various magics, plus a double buff, that would be really awesome…"

Unknowingly, due to the changes in his body, York became somewhat incoherent, daydreaming, his thoughts in his mind becoming chaotic.

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