is the son of the Holy See, but the master of black magic

Chapter 1 Air Crash, the Priest and the Boy
"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is a bit turbulent due to the airflow. Please go back to your seat and keep your seat belts on..."

The flight attendant's announcement should have been clear, but the painful coughing sound from the seat next to him made it difficult for Father Matthew to focus on it.

He followed the voice, and a boy with thick black hair came into view.

The boy was sitting by the window, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, dressed maturely, and even wore an obviously expensive silver mechanical watch on his white wrist raised from covering his mouth and coughing.

But he looked only twelve or thirteen years old, very thin and small.

The pale face and the blood stains coughed up on the handkerchief proved that his physique was still extremely poor.

Advanced lung cancer.

Father Matthew silently made a judgment.

Minors fly alone, have no family to take care of them when they are seriously ill, and the living environment is obviously not good.

Few days to live.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and didn't intend to pay attention to it.

The plane is about to crash.

And he wanted to investigate the cause and figure out what happened on the plane.

But there is no extra thought to sympathize with a little boy passing by.

Although the boy's situation is miserable.

But there are too many tragedies in the world.

Who can understand it?
However, the priest ignored it, and the other party took the initiative instead.

"Want to play cards?"

When Matthew turned his head away, the boy suddenly looked at him, his voice was hoarse and difficult from long-term coughing, and his pure blue eyes were full of innocence and expectation.

It seemed that this long and lonely journey made him a little bored.

Faced with such a look, the priest unconsciously felt pity.

only--

"No, thank you." He refused coldly.

"It's very interesting, if you don't believe me, look at it."

The boy insisted, and then, regardless of the priest's reaction, he took out a brand new pair of cards, lowered his head, and began to wash them back and forth.

His ten fingers are very flexible, and the poker is constantly turning and dancing between the slender fingers, as if dancing, and there is a strange artistic beauty.

Father Matthew, who didn't intend to pay attention to it, was gradually attracted, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

In the past, he had never seen someone play poker so deftly, but those people were generally grown-up magicians or people in casinos.

It can be said that it has never been seen before at such a young age as the one in front of him who is still playing so well.

However, after the initial surprise, the priest lost interest.

In his opinion, this is a tacky juggling method after all, with no practical value, let alone being on the stage.

"I'm so sick, I still want to play."

"As expected of a child..."

A little speechless, he planned to look away.

But the eyes suddenly went dark, and the severe pain was born from the eyes in an instant!
Immediately afterwards, before the priest could cry out in pain, he suddenly felt a lightness in his waist, and then the sound of the gun being loaded.

"boom--!"

At the end of consciousness, there is only a roar that is close at hand.

……

When he woke up again, Father Matthew was still sitting in the economy class seat of the plane.

However, the sick little boy was no longer beside him, and there were no other passengers around either.

The light in the empty cabin was dim and the environment was cold, except for a young man dressed as an assistant, no one else existed.

"Have you channeled the truth about the plane crash, Father?"

The female assistant wearing glasses asked with concern.

The middle-aged priest with a calm temperament did not respond.

In other words, he who was sitting there in a daze hadn't recovered from the unexpected death.

This can't help but make the assistant feel a little worried.

Last night, a civil airliner crashed into the sea, and none of the passengers survived.

Right now they are investigating the cause of this disaster - the use of psychic means.

As the chief exorcist in the church in his country, Father Matthew's channeling is certainly not a simple channeling.

The assistant didn't know the specific method of performing it, but she knew that this kind of psychic was actually more like going back to history.

Even more mysterious than going back in time.

It is immersive, to experience the events that have happened in the surrounding environment.

The impact encountered in it is also indistinguishable from the real encounter.

Including the feeling of death!

The fact that he escaped from the psychic state so quickly just now seems to prove that the priest has already "died" once.

Although the priest had "died" quite a few times in the past when dealing with various supernatural events, but there were hundreds of ways of death, maybe this time it caused him a particularly big impact?

Doesn't cause any mental illness...

"I'm careless."

Worried, the priest suddenly said, "He popped out a card with his finger and scratched my eyes."

When speaking, Matthew's expression returned to normal, which made the assistant secretly relieved, and then asked, "He? Who is it? The robber on the plane?"

"Do not."

"I'm the robber."

The female assistant was taken aback by these words, and then she came to her senses.

What the priest actually said was that his identity as a "possession" through psychic communication this time was one of the robbers who caused the plane crash.

However, if this is the case, who is the "he" the priest is talking about?

The female assistant looked curious.

It's a pity that Father Matthew didn't have the heart to explain anything to her.

After saying that, he closed his eyes again and started the second channeling.

……

The darkness flooded in like a tide, drowning Matthew's thoughts.

Waking up again, the surrounding environment has changed drastically.

The seat under him was soft and trembling, and the sweet voice of the flight attendant was accompanied by the painful coughing of the boy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, affected by the air current..."

The priest didn't pay attention to these movements. When he arrived, he didn't open his eyes, but immediately stretched out his hand to cover the pistol pinned to his waist.

It's hard to kill a grown man with cards alone.

So as long as the other party is not allowed to touch this dangerous weapon, there will be no troubles.

Father Matthew thought so.

Unfortunately, he made a wrong calculation.

Before the cough that was close to my ear fell, a sharp pain suddenly came from the neck artery!

It was as if a metal fork was pierced silently but viciously!
Then came the second, third...

Blood splattered, the murderer's methods were cruel and violent, and as the horrified screams around him became farther and farther away, Father Matthew's mind quickly left the psychic state.

"Uh, you are..."

Suddenly, the female assistant's voice sounded again, pulling him back to reality, "Not ready yet?"

No.

I have returned from death.

Matthew, who opened his eyes, responded secretly, but his expression was full of doubts.

His psychic, in fact, is more like a simulated reproduction of past scenes, in which the words and deeds of the characters are not static.

Instead, they will react differently according to the strength or weakness they have shown in past scenes.

That said, the boy was resilient.

Seeing that the priest sitting next to him had changed, he immediately changed his strategy, no longer using cards to deceive him, but killed him simply and rudely.

According to Father Matthew, this is an exaggeration.

If his killer was an adult or an elderly elite agent, then he didn't think it was a problem.

Because those people have experienced many things, they will not be hesitant in the face of changes like ordinary people.

However, a little boy, a little boy who was seriously ill, could have such a decisive reaction?
However, just covering his waist with his hands casually, the other party suddenly became suspicious, and then violently attacked?
It's not that simple...

Matthew thought.

If someone from the Inquisition Bureau finds out, they will probably like this child very much, right?
Being able to have such qualities at such a young age proves that he has a strong fighting talent and is a good seed worthy of being cultivated into an extraordinary person.

pity……

After thinking for a long time, the priest closed his eyes again.

This time, he decided to fight back immediately after waking up, without giving the opponent any chance.

The birth of this kind of idea is not to be aroused to win or lose, or to think that it is embarrassing to be killed twice by a child, and you need to save face.

Rather, he felt that if the boy was dealt with, then the truth of the plane crash might come to the surface.

However, it is a pity.

This time even faster than last time.

After closing his eyes for ten seconds, he opened them again, with a look of helplessness flashing across his face.

However, he subconsciously tensed his muscles, wanting to use his adult physique to crush the young target.

But he didn't want to, before he could fully wake up, the other party was keenly aware of his purpose, and then he was brutally killed!
"A killing machine that has been carefully cultivated since childhood?"

Ignoring the ignorant young female assistant next to him, the priest muttered to himself, "At his age, even in the Judgment Bureau, he can be called a genius reserve, right?"

The boy's skills seem simple, but the level of proficiency, character, and ability to control the vital organs of the human body and weapons are not something that just anyone can do.

"The distance is too close, and his judgment is very sharp..."

Matthew finally came to a very calm conclusion, "I'm not that kid's match."

"Although I don't know what happened."

Seeing that the priest seemed to be hesitant, the female assistant suggested in a low voice, "But if you encounter difficulties, maybe you can take a rest first?"

"Need not."

The priest shook his head, "I plan to avoid him."

There were many passengers in the plane before the crash and crashed into the sea. Although his psychic cannot "possess" at will, there are still many targets that meet the requirements.

So even though I realized that boys are very important and special, but if I can't beat them, I can't beat them, and I can't force them.

So the priest stood up calmly, walked to another seat not far away and sat down, then closed his eyes again.

……

Without the killing star, this time it really went smoothly.

Accompanied by the stewardess's sweet announcement, the priest "possessed" an ordinary passenger, and saw a boy not far away using poker to confuse the robber beside him, and then unexpectedly popped out the cards, shot eyes, grabbed the gun, and violently rioted.

However, what happened next exceeded his expectations.

After the first shot, there was a second shot. The boy who stood up fired two shots in succession, accurately killing two people in different positions, and causing chaos in the economy class.

Under a lot of panic and screams, more than 20 people took out firearms and weapons that should not have been brought on the plane.

Then, they actually started attacking each other!

Pretending to hold his head in horror like the people around him, the priest hiding under the seat was a little confused by this.

But then, he suddenly realized.

"To drive away tigers and devour wolves?"

"So that's it, it's not that the child was unaccompanied, but was kidnapped!"

After realizing this, his messy thoughts were instantly smoothed out.

Now Matthew can come to the conclusion that there are two groups of people in the passenger plane besides the normal passengers.

One group kidnapped the boy, and the other group has no information at present, but is obviously very sensitive and suspicious.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be like a powder keg, being misled by the boy.

Maybe it's escorting something important?

So after seeing the boy kill one of his own people with the second shot, and seeing another group of people pull out their weapons, they thought that their own side was surrounded and targeted?

Whether this is the case, the priest is not sure, but he thinks this should be the truth.

So the way he looked at the boy in the distance became a little different.

In the past, although he was deflated one after another and was killed three times, he never felt that there was anything worth caring about.

It's not that the kid isn't great.

On the contrary, Father Matthew has never seen such a killing method and heart at such a young age.

If the boy was discovered by those extraordinary believers, knights, or judges in the church, they would definitely be pleasantly surprised, and then feel sorry for the boy's death in an air crash.

But Father Matthew is not one of them.

Because he doesn't care about pure force, or the potential of force.

As the leading exorcist in the church in his country, Matthew belongs to the civilian staff.

And within the church, civil servants have always looked down upon military ones.

They are great, but so what?

The brain only grows in the battle-related aspects, and other times, it behaves like a bunch of fools.

Or rather, a group of savages!

But right now, the boy's performance of driving tigers and wolfs away made the priest see a particularly surprising side of him.

Driving and inducing a group of people to attack another group, this kind of thing sounds simple, but it is not easy to do.

It is necessary to have a very keen vision and thinking to judge the situation of both tigers and wolves, in order to obtain positive gains in action, instead of backlashing oneself.

Especially in this case, where the fighting parties should have met by chance in the plane, the kid was able to spot the opportunity, see the situation clearly, and act decisively!

It can be said that he has both wisdom and force.

And the addition of these two is not as simple as 1+1 equals 2...

"Unfortunately, in reality, he died in an air crash last night."

The priest regrets this.

But he didn't expect that during the short period of time he was thinking about, the situation in the field unexpectedly changed suddenly!
The side used by the boy was obviously at a disadvantage in the battle with the robbers, but this seemed to stimulate them who were already sensitive and impulsive.

I saw a short young man in the corner of the cabin, speaking an island language that was very strange to the priest, after roaring something, he suddenly opened the metal suitcase he was holding tightly in his hand!

In an instant, a large amount of thick black mist swelled and spewed out, like a volcanic eruption, and began to spread rapidly towards the surrounding cabin space with lightning speed!
Father Matthew, who had always remained calm, finally changed his face at this moment.

"Evil spirit?"

"This intensity..."

"How could such a strong evil spirit appear here!?"

Matthew was stunned, and completely lost the look of the onlookers commenting just now.

He even felt a moment of horror.

He is a priest and even an exorcist. He has performed no less than a thousand exorcisms in his 40s, so he is naturally very familiar with the existence of evil spirits.

It can be said that the evil spirit is a dark monster with no upper limit of strength.

A weak evil spirit can be destroyed with a wave of a hand, but a powerful evil spirit has the ability to destroy a modern industrial city!
And the released evil spirit in front of him was obviously very strong in Matthew's view, even so strong that he couldn't resist in reality!

"I see."

"This is the truth about the air crash..."

The black mist filled his body, and the priest could feel a pair of vicious eyes sweeping over him, and the vitality in his body quickly dissipated.

At the last moment, he raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the boy who surprised him with regret.

What he saw in the end stunned him.

It was because he didn't see any fear or timidity on the child's face, but what he saw was an expression full of unhappiness.

Unlucky, but not afraid.

It seems that the existence of the powerful evil spirit did not exceed the boy's cognition, but after meeting him, it made him feel unexpectedly unlucky...

"He, how dare he?"

This thought flashed through his mind full of astonishment, and the priest's thoughts completely broke away from the psychic.

Then, without thinking about it, he stood up abruptly from the chair, pushed away the concerned female assistant in front of him, and hurried towards the cabin bathroom not far away.

At the end of the psychic scene, he saw the child get into the bathroom, so if the boy really had any means of protecting himself from the evil spirits, there should be traces in the bathroom.

In fact, the priest had checked the bathroom before.

Just didn't see anything special.

Entering it again now, there is also nothing abnormal - except for some vague dark traces on the surface of the clear vanity mirror.

It was some messy, unaesthetic graffiti.

Because the narrow bathroom has been flooded by sea water, most of the traces of graffiti have long since disappeared.

Judging from the few remaining parts, it can only be roughly distinguished that this thing is no different from an abstract painting randomly scribbled on a drawing board by a child.

Although it fits the boy's identity and age as an ordinary person.

But on the other hand, it can be said that it is just an ordinary "means" and does not have any possibility of resisting evil spirits!

Especially, an evil spirit of that strength!
But, that kid...

The priest had no idea what the truth of the matter was.

He has a wealth of experience in life and exorcism experience, but this matter has gone beyond his cognition!

But it doesn't matter.

He can't guess, but he can see.

Although because of the evil spirit, he couldn't use the previous psychic means to see it, but he still has other abilities.

Then I saw the priest standing in front of the mirror exhale slowly, and then closed his eyes tightly.

As a result, the heartbeat in the chest suddenly intensified, and two lines of blood oozed from the corners of his eyes.

Opening his eyes again, he had already returned to the cramped bathroom in the cabin before the crash!
It's just that everything in the field of vision is covered with bursts of faint blue color, and his body is completely invisible.

This is the real scene of going back to history, as a bystander.

You can only observe, not participate.

But enough to see the truth.

Listening to the chaotic wailing, screaming and gunshots outside, Matthew began to wait quietly.

Not long after, the figure of the black-haired boy slammed into the door and broke in. After penetrating the priest's body that did not belong to this time and space, he cut his finger in front of the mirror, and then quickly sketched it on the mirror.

It is still those graffiti, which are clearer and more complete than the remaining traces seen in reality.

Although the lines are messy, bloody and scary, there is no beauty at all.

But the priest who observed carefully could feel a gloomy, dark, and hopeless atmosphere from it.

Like many depressed or bewitched geniuses he has seen, those crazy paintings sketched on the drawing board.

It can be said that it is full of negative emotions, and it is torture for normal people to watch it!
"But, how can this be against the evil spirit—"

Matthew's thoughts stopped suddenly.

Because he saw a thick black mist, like seeping water, slowly eroding from outside the bathroom door!

Apparently, the power of the evil spirit has already covered most of the plane and started to invade such sealed corners!
And what about the kid?
The gaze shifted, just in time to see the boy finish the last stroke of the graffiti.

Then, under the surprised gaze of the priest who was caught off guard, a large amount of light suddenly burst out from it!

The light is like the dawn breaks.

As soon as it appeared, it quickly dispelled the thick black mist that poured in, and even he who was watching was affected!
"That is--"

A possibility popped up in his sluggish mind.

But Matthew didn't have a chance to think about it, and his thinking quickly became blurred.

At the end of time, all he saw was the boy turning his head and looking behind him, facing a terrifying face exposed from the black mist.

Then, he raised his hand and gave him a middle finger!

……

"There must be survivors, otherwise you can't explain why this plane can remain so intact!"

Dizzy, confused.

Matthew, who had returned to reality, hadn't recovered from the trance when he heard a sudden burst of exasperated shouts from outside the cabin.

"Because this is a forced landing, which is controlled by the driver, instead of losing control and falling into the sea, you must recognize the difference between the two!"

"Ditching at sea is very difficult? Of course! Of course I know that."

"I even know that since the birth of the aircraft in 1895 to 1994, there has not been a single case of a civil aviation airliner successfully making an emergency landing on the sea, not a single case!"

"But so what!"

"No one did it before, now it does, this driver is a miracle, he made history!"

"What? Who is he?"

"How the hell do I know who he is?"

"What you told me is that there are no survivors!"

"I just want to know now, which physics idiot came to this conclusion?"

"What a fucking lack of common sense!"

Outside the plane is a beach shrouded in harsh sunlight.

When he stepped out of the cabin door absent-mindedly, the priest saw that the one who was cursing was a middle-aged man with a beard.

Judging from the uniform on his body, he is obviously a professional sent by the airline.

Normally, such people should be the first to arrive at the scene of an air crash to investigate.

It's just that the higher-ups judged that the air crash was very likely to be a supernatural event, so they sent Matthew to take over the investigation.

This is true.

But now that he was scolded, he couldn't refute anything, so he could only keep silent.

In other words, Father Matthew didn't have any extra thoughts to pay attention to such trivial matters at the moment.

"It's impossible for me to admit my mistake. That boy is indeed an ordinary person, without any supernatural power in him."

"so……"

The trance thoughts gradually became clear, and the heartbeat in the priest's chest accelerated unconsciously.

That was the excitement that was hard to hide when the treasure was discovered!
An ordinary person, with an incomprehensible painting, can drive away a terrifying and powerful evil spirit that even a veteran exorcist like him feels unable to resist.

This kind of thing has never happened in the past, or in history.

In the history of the church, there was once an astonishingly talented pope who used an ordinary oil painting to do similar things in his later years.

But what that person did was not just to drive away the evil spirits, but went a step further and sealed the evil spirits.

The reason for this phenomenon is actually very simple.

Art is spiritual.

Books, paintings, music, sculptures...

Those top works that have become famous in history, sought after by countless people, and even written into the textbooks of various countries are extremely popular no matter where they are.

The extraordinary class hidden in the depths of the world has an extremely fanatical love for this kind of work!
And authors who can create works of that level, even if they are ordinary people, even if they are sickly, will definitely be sought after.

The reason is very simple, this kind of person has extremely powerful potential in the extraordinary field, which can be called the blessing of heaven!

This kind of potential, in ancient times, would even attract the attention of a large number of evil devils, and then do everything possible to lure them into darkness.

In other words, only one medium is needed, and the boy he saw through psychic communication can soar into the sky and rise rapidly!
And this medium...

"To drive away the evil spirits, it was last night when the plane crashed into this sea area."

"He must not have run far."

When the female assistant walked out of the cabin door, she saw the priest in front of her suddenly turn her head and look at her with a firm tone.

"We have to find him!"

(End of this chapter)