Chapter 214: The Weakened DeFeo Family
As soon as he finished speaking, the DeFeo family was startled!
"Are you... possessed by a demon?"
Old Ronald's eyes carried a scrutinizing look, constantly sizing up the priest in front of him.
The Church had always prided itself as the embodiment of mercy and salvation; since when did they start taking up the job of snatching souls?
William smiled slightly: "Your souls are tainted with an evil aura; if not completely purified, you cannot go to the land of rest."
"And by touching your souls..."
William reached out his hand as he spoke, and the DeFeo family immediately took a step back.
"Sorry, got a bit carried away." He clapped his hands, his expression returning to normal.
"I can accomplish this by touching your souls, how about it?"
The DeFeo family looked at each other.
Shouldn't they be the "Hunters"? Why did the situation suddenly reverse now?
Seeing the other party still hesitating, William took out a bunch of things from his bag again.
"This is the token of a Church professor, this is the certificate from the Vatican, these holy artifacts have pure Holy Power..."
The ground was quickly filled with objects.
"These things are enough to prove my identity." William spread his hands.
And behind him, Lynne's mouth was already wide open.
At first, seeing William's exorcism methods were a bit unconventional, she thought he was just a flashy amateur; after all, this kind of thing was very common in the Church.
But then the evil spirits actually stopped attacking!
This gave Lynne's understanding of "Exorcism" a shock.
In any past commission, those Holy Clergy Members were wandering on the edge of death.
Evil, mental pollution, struggles among companions...
As long as there was the slightest carelessness, their lives would be left behind forever.
Those spirit bodies were moody and unpredictable; no one dared to negotiate with evil spirits.
All Holy Clergy Members understood one thing—to return alive from a commission, one must resist the evil spirits' invasion and purify them as soon as possible.
It was never like now, where a human rushed to find the evil spirits, and the latter actually became the passive party.
On the other side.
Perhaps sensing William's "Sincerity," Old Ronald finally relented: "Maybe you are right, but we have no choice."
William raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Whatever difficulties you have, I can solve them."
"Hehe."
Old Ronald shook his head.
"Do you think we stayed behind voluntarily?"
It brushed its hand over its chest as it spoke, and it actually split completely open.
A beating "Heart" was exposed, but it existed in the form of a transparent spirit body.
Besides this, some kind of totem patterns were carved on it.
These patterns exuded a dense resentment, locking the Heart of the Spirit Body tightly.
"This land originally belonged to them, and now they have put shackles on us. If we do not act according to their orders, our souls will completely disappear from the world."
William rubbed his chin: "They... refer to?"
Old Ronald raised its hand, and then a black shadow actually flew out from the house and landed on the ground.
William looked down; it was a torn, bloodstained garment. Judging from the style, it should belong to an Indian tribe.
"Hundreds of years ago, our ancestors trampled this land and brought death and pain to these tribes." Old Ronald closed its eyes and said.
"I didn't expect you to have such high awareness." William looked thoughtful.
Old Ronald said: "History will one day be written clearly."
Immediately after, it added: "If you can unlock this shackle, I can agree to cooperate with you."
"Oh? You can trust me?" William looked at the other party and said.
"Of course, you have already proven yourself." Old Ronald tried hard to squeeze out a smile, but it made its face look even more ferocious.
William narrowed his eyes, staring at the other party carefully for a while, and then said: "Alright then, I can try."
"What do I need to do?" Old Ronald said.
William pointed to a certain area on the ground: "You stand here, and the rest of you, each stand at the positions I point to."
The DeFeo family quickly took their positions according to his instructions.
And William also came in front of Old Ronald.
The latter opened its chest cavity again and proactively offered up the Heart of the Spirit Body.
"You can start anytime." Old Ronald opened its arms.
But William stood in place without moving.
Seeing this, the dead spirit revealed a puzzled expression.
"Listening to your words just now, I have always had a question."
William raised his head as he spoke.
"Since this shackle forces you to obey 'Their' orders, and they were also the ones who murdered your family."
"In this situation, you can still have such high awareness; this really makes it hard for me to understand."
Old Ronald's brow tightened, but it still spoke: "After experiencing death, I have taken many things lightly."
William put on a look of sudden realization: "So that's how it is, but from beginning to end, I was only 'Saying' I had purification ability."
"In this situation, you actually dared to risk the disappearance of your spirit body to let me try."
His gaze became calm.
"There wouldn't be... a trap in this, right?"
As soon as his voice fell, Old Ronald suddenly revealed a fierce look.
The Heart of the Spirit Body in its chest cavity also suddenly began to swell, then burst open.
Corrupt green slime gushed out, almost like a water column.
The other DeFeo family members aside also acted at the same time; the grass was quickly corroded pitch black.
But soon they were stunned.
Those dark green slimes only accumulated around, without a single drop flowing outside.
And that priest was also standing in place unscathed.
What's going on!
Old Ronald's eyes were full of doubt; it sized up the surroundings and quickly found the anomaly.
It saw the ground nearby emitting a faint white light, enveloping the DeFeo family inside like a transparent cylinder.
"What is this!" Its voice was hoarse, its tone completely lacking the previous mildness.
William shrugged: "Just a simple small-scale isolation magic array."
He pointed around: "I prepared dozens of such arrangements, just to ensure you could fall into the trap."
Old Ronald instantly let out a terrifying roar, its entire face tearing to an exaggerated extent.
William walked in a circle, admiring his "Masterpiece."
"The commission report mentioned the time 3:15. I guessed you could only use your power at this time, so I blatantly set up the arrangements."
He reached out and teased Mrs. DeFeo.
"Judging from the result, I really didn't guess wrong."
"Despicable guy!" Old Ronald gritted its teeth.
"Likewise." William clapped his hands. "I am just dealing with you the way you deal with humans."
He only told half the truth.
Although he had suspicions in his heart, William hadn't found concrete evidence.
Until Old Ronald mentioned the "Shackle."
At that time, muddy yellow-green aura surged within its spirit body.
Relying on [Messenger of Sins], William recognized the emotion it represented—Deceit.
So he feigned agreement with the other party.
Time returns to the present.
Old Ronald tried to destroy it a few more times but found it still couldn't escape.
It could only look at that priest again: "What exactly do you want?"
William rolled up his sleeves, staring straight at the DeFeo family.
"I said from the very beginning, your souls."
He wrapped several crucifixes around his wrists, then poured Holy Water on his arms.
After doing this, William reached his hand into the isolation magic array and looked at Old Ronald, saying: "Show those totems."
Old Ronald instinctively leaned its head back, but soon touched the barrier behind it, and could only watch as that hand reached towards it.
"Damn it, no... no."
It looked helplessly like a victim.
"Resistance is futile. As long as your family is willing to cooperate, I promise I won't hurt you afterwards."
William's tone was full of temptation.
"Besides, you have no way to escape now."
Old Ronald's eyes were filled with despair; it looked at its family beside it and finally chose to compromise.
Buzz... Buzz...
William's hand hovered over the Heart of the Spirit Body.
Regarding the "Lock," Old Ronald indeed didn't lie; these totems were exactly the root of the evil aura on its body.
When his palm touched the evil, William felt some substance trying to invade his body.
Sense of touch, reaction, control.
These all experienced a momentary disorder.
He suppressed the intent to dodge, and then controlled the Holy Power to flow on the surface of his skin.
Under the collision of the two forces, the skin on William's palm became firm and tough.
At the same time, he also found he seemed to have established a connection with this patch of skin.
This was a very peculiar feeling.
For example, when blinking, we can clearly perceive our control, but not with our ears.
Most people are naturally unable to control their ears, but this ability can be learned.
Once you master it, you can gain "Control" over this part.
William had this feeling at this time.
As long as he wanted, he could transfer the skin on his palm to the surroundings.
However, the speed was still very slow, and the range was within his palm.
This was because he had only reshaped a portion right now and lacked substitute "Skin."
So he was far from achieving instant transformation.
And this required constant contact with evil aura, reshaping the skin of the whole body little by little.
But the whole process wasn't that simple.
William raised his head.
At this time, Old Ronald's spirit body was already very weak, and the evil aura on the totems was almost exhausted.
But William had only reshaped a piece of skin the size of a fingernail.
"A long way to go..." He thought inwardly.
But his mouth asked: "Can you ask those guys for an advance of some... evil aura?"
Hearing this, Old Ronald almost had its spirit body disperse.
Do you think this is a housing loan! How can you advance this kind of thing??
Its eyes were full of anger.
The priests it had encountered in the past, which one of them didn't treat evil aura like poisonous snakes.
But this bastard almost squeezed it dry!
This was the darkest day Old Ronald had spent since becoming a dead spirit.
"It seems emotions cannot generate evil..." William sighed inwardly.
Next, he turned his gaze to Mrs. DeFeo.
This lady looked at Old Ronald with a pleading gaze.
Sometime later.
The dead spirits of the DeFeo family all slumped on the ground; their spirit bodies flickered, and their faces showed a fatigue that didn't belong to them.
But William was still full of vigor.
He took out Holy Oil and smeared it on his palm.
[St. Aquinas Body Code +1]
Since discovering that applying Holy Oil could accelerate skin reshaping, William had used up three whole bottles.
And all were 20-year vintage Animal Holy Oil.
He squatted beside Ronald Jr.: "Hey, rested enough? There's still some left on those totems."
Just now he had "Taken Care" of the DeFeo family one by one.
Perhaps because Ronald Jr. killed the whole family with his own hands when alive, the evil on its body was the most dense.
And William finally reshaped another small piece of skin.
At this time, he transferred one piece to the heart position, and the other was still on his palm.
In this way, if he encountered a fatal attack, William would have a chance for error.
At the same time, tiny text appeared on the skin here.
He had seen it before at the Spiritual Awakening Ceremony; this was the characteristic of "Skin Manifestation."
On the other side.
Ronald Jr. sprawled on the ground, indifferent to however the priest in front of it threatened.
If it depleted any more evil aura, its spirit body would definitely disappear first!
Seeing this, William was slightly disappointed.
But he knew he couldn't push too hard; after all, this family still had to contribute to the proficiency of [Messenger of Sins] later.
At this time, a figure peeked out from beside the porch eaves.
William turned his head and found it was the youngest daughter of the DeFeo family, Judy.
After the evil on her dead spirit family members weakened, this little one finally dared to approach them.
William pondered for a moment, then waved to the little girl.
Perhaps seeing the priest "Getting along harmoniously" with her family, Judy walked over without any guard.
"No! Please don't hurt her."
Mrs. DeFeo's eyes flashed with terror; she actually forced herself to stand up, trying to cooperate with William again.
"Why do you make me look like the bad guy." William rubbed his nose.
But because of the existence of the isolation magic array, this madam could only watch helplessly as her daughter stepped into the "Wolf's Den."
After shutting this little dead spirit in, William waved to Lynne again.
This nun had been watching from the side all along.
Seeing the dead spirits' aura become weak, she simply couldn't believe her eyes.
This Father William only placed one hand in front of the dead spirit, and the latter could hardly parry.
This is simply a miracle!
Lynne walked over looking constrained.
After witnessing the scene just now, she no longer dared to be impolite.
"What do you need me to do?" Lynne spoke quietly.
William pointed to the dead spirit girl: "Promised you before."
Although she had not yet been polluted by evil, after spending a long time with Old Ronald and the others, she was inevitably tainted with some evil.
William naturally didn't want to waste it, but he also wanted to see how other Holy Clergy Members practiced, so he called Lynne over.
After hearing his idea, Lynne looked shocked.
"Use a 'Conscious' evil spirit body to reshape skin?"
This nun seemed to have heard something absurd.
William frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"
Lynne didn't dare to be too presumptuous and could only explain softly:
"Evil aura is extremely unstable, and when attached to a spirit body, its polluting nature will be significantly enhanced. Contacting such an aura directly not only consumes a lot of Holy Power but also makes it easy to suffer backlash from the evil..."
Only then did William understand that ordinary Holy Clergy Members used evil remains to practice Skin.
No one was like him, pulling dead spirits directly to force it.
So he handed that bloodstained Indian clothing to Lynne; this item was also tainted with some evil.
Lynne's face showed joy.
She didn't expect Father William to actually be willing to give these materials to her.
In the past when participating in commissions, those Holy Clergy Members wished they could take away all items related to evil spirits.
Lynne originally wanted to put it away safely, but Father William told her to use it on the spot.
"I... want to take it back." She looked pleading.
William raised an eyebrow: "Don't tell me you don't plan to use it for yourself?"
Lynne was instantly speechless upon hearing this and could only submit to William's "Despotism."
She knelt on the spot, then took out a small bottle of Holy Oil from her body, very carefully poured out the last drop, and applied it to her fingertips.
After this, she looked serious and slowly approached the bloodstained clothes with her fingers.
At the moment the two touched, Lynne's face instantly became ferocious.
She gripped her wrist tightly with her other hand, and her chest heaved violently.
At the same time, with Lynne at the center, bursts of breeze whipped up around.
William narrowed his eyes; he knew this was a manifestation of massive Holy Power consumption.
At this time, from his perspective, the Holy Power on Lynne's body was rapidly weakening, and the evil aura had already invaded her body.
Her fingers began to turn livid, and pitch-black veins also appeared on her skin.
Seeing the situation getting a bit out of control, William immediately pulled Lynne away, then took out a bottle of Holy Water.
Sizzle...
White smoke soon rose from Lynne's hand, and that pitch-blackness gradually receded.
"Phew... Ha..."
Lynne slumped on the grass, panting heavily, sweat soaking her temples.
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