The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 113 Nun (Part )

After several years of companionship, the old nun had become immune to the foul language spoken by her companions. The old nun wisely ignored Delauris's blasphemous remarks.

She carefully looked at the ancient manor in front of her that had been repaired but still looked dilapidated. She took a step forward gently and took out a rose stone rosary decorated with a small silver cross from her sleeve. She placed her hands on her chest. Hold them together, close your eyes and chant silently.

"Father in heaven, Savior of all souls, may you bless us and keep us from darkness and from evil..."

As she prayed, the sky suddenly seemed to get a little brighter. The April sunshine, which was already bright and moving, seemed even more warm and prosperous at this time. A majestic and vast clear breath descended from the sky, covering a vast area. The Corian Manor is completely shrouded in it.

The breath is majestic and solemn yet gentle, and there is a hint of compassion and firmness hidden in it. Like mercury pouring down the ground, it gradually seeps in from the gaps in the doors and windows, bricks and tiles, and slowly ripples through every inch of the building. In the space, it seems to have its own consciousness, what is it carefully checking?
  If someone looks down from a high altitude at this time, they will find that with the manor as the center, a huge space with a diameter of nearly a kilometer is shrouded in a faint white light, and there seems to be a subtle but loud hymn in it. Come.

It has been entrenched by evil spirits for many years. Even though the rightful owner has been removed by a young magician, the negative energy accumulated over the past hundred years is still stubbornly entangled in the leyline spirituality of Corien Manor. Even a senior exorcist would have to spend a lot of effort to exorcise it, but now it is gradually being washed away by the reverberation of the pure aura.

The new buds on the holly trees in the courtyard seem to have become greener, and a few purple petunias peeking out from the corners have also bloomed a bit visibly to the naked eye.

After a while, the breath faded, the old nun opened her eyes, and a hazy holy figure behind her disappeared in a flash.

"How is it?" The fat nun who had been guarding her side with a gun just now asked, staring at the surroundings warily.

"There is indeed a trace of the power of the realm of [Snake] and [True Knowledge]. There is nothing wrong with this being one of his 'breeding sites'.

The time was at least more than half a month ago, which matches exactly what the administrator and his wife said."

"Just based on the group of people from the past few days?" DeLauris grinned and said with a suspicious look on his face.

"According to the information from the church, most of them are ordinary people. Only one little guy is a warlock affiliated with the Asian Chamber of Commerce. How did he escape from his hands after destroying the 'breeding point' with such power?"

"Oh, dear sister, I don't have the realm of [true knowledge]!"

The old nun blinked her eyes, with a rare hint of naughtiness in her eyes. In an instant, she seemed to have returned to her girlhood decades ago.

"But... we can ask..."

She slowly walked back to the car, bent down and started to pick up the equipment piled on the floor by her companion, preparing to stuff it back into her travel bag.

Delawris used a light pace that was completely opposite to her strong body, and snatched the things over with a bit of arrogance.

"Go, go! Go back to the car and rest, you old bones, don't twist your waist!"

She stretched out her big hands and impatiently took off the pieces of equipment on her body and put them in the bag.

"Tell me, the church should have replaced someone to track it a long time ago. Are so many exorcist priests and combat priests dead?

And what about the two scoundrels from the Warren family? The Federation is their home base, why not come? "After packing her things, DeLauris straightened up and said angrily.

"Don't say that, Dilly." Faced with the complaints from her companions, the old nun sighed slightly, "The Warrens are over 60 years old, and they have reached the age to retire..."

"You are already over 70 years old!" DiLaoli retorted without mercy:
  "My old Nanny Eileen!"

Her shiny black face was full of mockery.

"Don't excuse them! A group of guys who are greedy for life and afraid of death. They hide behind and dare not show their faces, but they let you, a half-buried old woman, come forward to charge into the battle!"

DeLauris curled up her thick lips, revealing two rows of big white teeth, and spat dissatisfiedly.

"The federal officials are not good either! They are very active in collecting information and sending it over. But when it comes to sending people, they shirk it in every possible way. Don't think we don't know..." She breathed heavily, shaking her fat breasts, Raise your thumb and push hard in the direction of the highway.

"Every time they have someone watching from a distance, even I, a stupid black bitch with only alcohol and cigarettes in my head, can tell..."

DeLauris stared directly at Irene, and said angrily to her boss, her best friend, and her teacher:

"them……

They all want you to go up and die!

So that you can use up that bastard's power! "

"...This is exactly what I hope for!"

As soon as the words hit her ears, DeLauris's expression of indignation froze on her face. She almost felt that she drank too much brandy yesterday and damaged her brain, so that she was now experiencing auditory hallucinations.

Aunt Irene looked calm, looking at her subordinates, her sisters, and her students, and spoke her heart gently but firmly.

“From the moment I walked out of the monastery in Romania, finding Him and destroying Him has been what I want and my mission in life!

This vow has never changed with me traveling around the world for more than 50 years!
  It was like this yesterday,

This is the case today,

Tomorrow too! "

"Old guy, you... are going to die..." DeLauris' fat body trembled slightly, biting her lip with her teeth, her eyes as wide as copper bells floating with water.

The old nun smiled and stretched out her thin arms, wanting to touch the top of her companion's head, but found that the height difference between the two was a bit different, so she had to stand up on tiptoes and gently nodded her companion's forehead.

"When a snowstorm comes, of course, a dead old tree like mine will serve as firewood and be thrown into the fireplace to drive away the severe cold for you.

When spring returns to the earth, countless new shoots will emerge from where the old trees fell.

This is the meaning of protection and inheritance. "

"Why be sad? My sister, no matter how long it takes, we will eventually meet again in the Lord's kingdom of heaven..."

Comforting her companion who was almost sobbing, the old nun's eyes flashed and she smiled slyly like a girl:
  "Besides, I'm not that stubborn. The laws of the world are quietly changing. His power and personality are indeed gradually recovering, but human power is also rising with it. In the near future, it may not be born. A strong man who can rival or even surpass him.”

"What we have to do now is to chase him with all our strength and delay his recovery as much as possible. Don't worry, I won't throw away this old life easily unless it is absolutely necessary."

Gently flicking the rose stone rosary wrapped around her wrist, Grandma Eileen gave her disciple a shot of confidence.

"The church can't spare much power now, but if it comes to a critical moment, there will still be support. As for the Federation, they are just waiting and watching. If they can see hope of victory, they will definitely follow quickly. At the end of the day, a heavy weight is put on the scale.”

"After all..." The expression on the old nun's face was half a smile.

"The secret of immortality, but those who sit at the top of the pyramid of power and wealth are doing everything they can to pursue it. Those who find it harder to get to heaven than a camel passing through the eye of a needle want to possess everything in their hands forever. This is the only thing we can count on!”

This sentence can be regarded as a conclusion to today's exchange.

　I recommend a very good book, Brave Players, which starts from touching corpses. This boss has been writing about old game related topics. Each book is of a quality or above.
  　　
  　
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