Chapter 462: Counterattack Hell

In the Western world, the church's exorcism ritual is very simple. It involves reading out the devil's real name and information about the devil, exposing it to the world and fulfilling a certain positioning requirement.

This is like directly pinpointing the devil, allowing God from above to discover that the devil is causing trouble.

Then it strengthens the power within the body of the cleric who is responsible for the exorcism ceremony, and blesses the power of the scriptures he reads aloud, so that the clergy can successfully exorcise the demons.

In this last step, with God's attention, the clergyman responsible for the exorcism ceremony is really invincible in a sense.

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"Baal, Balbur! The evil god! You are an evil devil. Through the power of the Almighty Lord and the hand of Jesus Christ, I will destroy you and your legions, and plunge you into the abyss and never raise your head again!

Therefore, obey God and resist the devil, and the devil will flee from you, Balbur, I command you! In the name of Almighty God, leave this world immediately! ! ""

Yorks waved his hand to Father Diego, who was staring at him, and in the next second, Father Diego's body was completely transformed into a lava-like rock mass and finally collapsed into nothingness.

The incarnation of Balbur that possessed Father Diego immediately disappeared without a trace, and no longer had any breath.

"It's over!" Yorks exhaled lightly and sighed feeling the feeling.

Father Diego and the devout believer Ms. Mehliban still failed to come back. At the moment when Balbur successfully possessed him and reached the final step, their souls were actually controlled by Balbul's body.

In other words, the two of them were already slaves of Balbur and were unable to ascend to heaven under his influence.

Following York's words, it seemed that the entire sacred realm of the world disappeared at this moment, returning to the original state of reality. Only the disappearing house in front of him proved what happened just now.

Even the ashes accumulated on the ground can prove that those densely packed groups of monsters from hell are real and are not illusions, illusions or hallucinations.

"Bishop?" John Wick, who was in charge of the role of driver and watched the whole process after getting off, came back to his senses and looked at the broad, silent figure in front of him, and spoke in a low voice.

"Are you okay?"

Hearing this, Yorks shook his head and walked back towards the safe car parked over there.

"Let's go, John. Next, we have to prepare to counterattack hell. We can't let those disgusting demons come up and harvest the souls of our colleagues and devout believers without doing anything."

Yorks said something that made John Wick's eyes widen, and he was caught off guard, even confused.

"From now on, we want them to know that we are not easy to mess with. They can come up to possess us and complete their tasks, but they cannot harvest the souls of our colleagues! That does not belong to them.

We need to let those demons who come and leave at will know that everything must have a price! "

After listening to a passage, John Wick, who was following his bishop, recovered from the shock and felt very excited for some reason.

This feeling of excitement is very familiar to John Wick, because this feeling from the soul is exactly the same as the excitement when he completed the ultimate mission when he was a killer.

"Yes! Bishop!" John Wick shouted.

Yorks opened the car door, raised the corner of his mouth, and sat in the car.

This time, he really wanted to do something big, but for things like counterattacking hell, he had to take his time. In short, he just had to make some preparations from now on.

Starting from the Norwegian diocese that he is now going to take charge of, he will conduct a pilot project and use a large number of weapons currently developed by Healy to forcefully invade hell through the two-dimensional space node previously sealed by the church.

As for the consequences, he did not consider them, because the consequences are borne by God. Although demons can also attack the human world in large groups, it is too difficult for demons to attack the human world. It can be said that there are great restrictions. .

It can be said that as the number increases to a higher level, the pressure becomes greater.

The pressure involved is not something that just a demon can bear.

Otherwise, if there is a hell, with the strength of demons, the human world would have been destroyed long ago. Even powerful technological weapons would be of no use. Possession and mental erosion can be easily solved. You may not even press the button. If you go down, you are already infected.

No matter how bad it is, the old man God will still be responsible for it. He doesn’t believe that God doesn’t exist, so he won’t end up in trouble!

Of course, this matter had to be prepared slowly. This time he would be the vanguard, leading only some clergy into hell.

Fight a battle and see what happens. When conditions such as Healy can develop a more powerful Holy Power nuclear bomb, depending on the situation, he will directly bring the entire Norwegian diocese, combined with the government and mankind, to counterattack Hell in one fell swoop and let those gangs Demons are good-looking, let them know that there are ways to make them feel death in the human world!

Feeling the fluctuations of the car and the emotions of John Wick sitting in the front seat, Yorks muttered to himself as he recalled his past.

"It's not the first time I've done it anyway."

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After the exorcism was completed and he returned to the town of Fromm, Yorks issued several orders.

Let Healy start developing a large number of exorcism weapons. The more powerful the better, in which the authority is directly released. Just ask for as many resources as you need, and he will definitely provide them.

John Wick was assisting, and Hannah and Alessa had no room to spare.

And he took Irene to Oslo, the capital and largest city of the so-called Kingdom of Norway, the oldest capital on the Scandinavian Peninsula.

Go to Oslo Cathedral to meet with Bishop Georgi who is about to retire.

Yorks acted quickly. After returning to the small town of Flåm, he made a series of arrangements and boarded the church's special plane directly.

In just one day, he had arrived at Oslo Cathedral.

Surrounded by many waiting clergy, he walked towards Oslo Cathedral.

Until the door, Yorks walked in front and looked up at the Oslo Cathedral, the center of the entire Norwegian diocese, and the office of the Patriarch Archbishop who is in charge of the Norwegian diocese.

This may be his future office.

Through the constantly expanding stereogram, Yorks roughly knew the scale of Oslo Cathedral.

The cathedral of a diocese is naturally very large, and the area occupied has exceeded the scope of his stereogram.

After all, the cathedral where the Patriarch Archbishop works is the intersection of faith and power, and it must be magnificent and spectacular.

The front door is engraved with exquisite patterns, symbolizing the sacredness and majesty of the church.

The spires on both sides soared into the sky, and the spires were inlaid with brilliant gems, shining in the sun.

The walls were inlaid with colorful glazed windows, and the sunlight poured into the church through the glazed windows, creating a mysterious and sacred atmosphere.

There were more clergy inside than tourists who were qualified to come in to visit.

The holy power contained in it had already appeared in the air, and the dense superposition array was clearly visible in his eyes.

At the door, Yorks met Father Cameron, the assistant of Bishop Giorgi, again.

Father Cameron bowed slightly, his face was rarely serious, and it could be seen that he knew about Father Diego.

"Bishop Yorks, Bishop Giorgi is waiting for you in the office!" He said in a deep voice.

Yorks nodded. He made such a big fuss that he had obviously let the entire Norwegian diocese know the seriousness of the matter, and even the relevant news might have begun to spread to the Vatican headquarters.

Of course, naturally, I don't know what he is going to do, but seeing him like this, it must be a big deal.

So Bishop Giorgi, who is about to retire and start enjoying life, must have been waiting for him. He is probably muttering in his heart, wondering what he wants to do.

"Well, take me there." York said calmly.

"Yes! Bishop York!" Father Cameron did not change his posture, stretched out his hand, and led in front.

York followed, and under the curious eyes of many tourists, he led a large group of clergy to the building where the archbishop's office was located.

The archbishop's office is naturally not the main building of the cathedral, but it is no different from other offices. Instead, it will be an independent building.

Of course, this building also has related churches, but they are all private church layouts and are not open to tourists.

Under the leadership of Father Cameron, York came to Bishop Giorgi's office step by step, and came to his office and rest room.

At the huge door stood two burly monks. The holy power revealed from them must be captain-level monks, much more powerful than the two monks beside him.

It can be said that a single person can easily beat more than five Hillies. Looking at the two, York unconsciously defined Hillies, who was only responsible for research and development, as a unit of magnitude.

"Bishop York!"

Looking at them bowing slightly, York nodded and looked back at Irene and other clergy, as well as Father Cameron standing next to him, and said calmly.

"You wait for me here first."

"Yes! Bishop York!" Irene and others said respectfully.

York nodded, and the two monks at the door opened the door and walked into Bishop Giorgi's office and rest room.

As soon as he entered, it was no different from the bishop's office he had visited before. Anyway, it was more gorgeous and spectacular than the offices of ordinary people, and the atmosphere was quite different.

Of course, each bishop has different tastes. He doesn't bring any decorations, but Bishop Giorgi, the old man, obviously enjoys it.

What caught his eyes was a spacious and elegant room. Various books and documents were placed in the room.

A huge map was hung on the wall, marking the scope of the diocese and important places.

In addition, there is a beautiful organ in the room. Apparently, at some point, the old man, Bishop Giorgi, would listen to people playing the organ.

This is really a great enjoyment. Yorks looked at the sofa in the central space.

Bishop Giorgi was already sitting there looking at him, and when he and Bishop Giorgi looked at each other, Bishop Giorgi frowned and said:

"Yorks, let all the clergy in the entire Sognefjord area gather in the town of Flåm. What do you want to do?"

Yorks smiled and said something that made Bishop Giorgi a little confused, but he suddenly laughed:

"I want to counterattack into hell and bring back the souls of Father Diego and the dead devout believer Ms. Mehliban. They are qualified to return to the arms of our Lord!"

"Uh, hehe!" Bishop Giorgi laughed at first, and then his smile slowly expanded to a big laugh.

"Hahahahaha!"

He pointed at Yorks who was standing there and smiling, and he was so happy that tears came out.

"You and I are really..."

He almost lost his breath when he said this, until York walked over and used his calming power to calm the old man who laughed so exaggeratedly, then sat on the sofa in front of him and drank the water on the coffee table.

"Huh" Bishop Giorgi exhaled and looked at the young bishop in front of him, his eyes shining and his body trembling slightly.

"I finally understand why you let the genius boy of old Mike keep doing research. It turns out that you have had this plan for a long time? When I heard Mike talk about this, I thought it was just a funny joke you said."

The old man said: "It seems that the name is Hilly, his research has been successful?"

Yorks nodded: "What, Bishop Giorgi, do you want to stop my action?"

Bishop Giorgi smiled and pointed to a packaging bag on the coffee table in front of him: "I have retired, Yorks, you are now the master of the Norwegian diocese, I can't control you or stop you."

Hearing this, Yorks narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up the document packaging bag on the coffee table, and opened the documents on it.

What caught my eyes was the instructions of the bishops' conference and the pope, allowing Bishop Giorgi to retire and then he would take over the Norwegian diocese.

"So now, except for His Majesty who can stop you, no one else can control your arrangements for the Norwegian diocese." Bishop Giorgi smiled and picked up the water on the coffee table.

"The fate of the entire Norwegian diocese is in your hands. Whether it lives or dies depends on your will."

"Very good." York nodded, stuffed the document into the document packaging bag, looked at Bishop Giorgi and smiled.

"It seems that I am qualified to check the space nodes sealed in the Norwegian diocese."

Bishop Giorgi did not speak, but just looked at York.

York knew Bishop Giorgi's gaze and said calmly: "Don't worry, I'm not a fool. This time I will only take a few people in to explore the way."

Hearing this, Bishop Giorgi was relieved. Although he supported York's ideals, if the entire Norwegian diocese was suppressed, the test chip was too heavy. He was afraid that this matter would affect the whole world.

"Yorks, if you want to push this forward, you can't get around the headquarters." Bishop Giorgi reminded.

"I know. Before that, I'll go to the headquarters to see the old man."

Yorks stood up with the document package and bowed to Bishop Giorgi.

"Bishop Giorgi, thank you for your support!"