Chapter 217: William's Sincerity
Lynne lowered her voice and said: "Father William, we just escaped from its hands... we'd better report it to the Church to handle."
She originally thought this commission would be an "Erosion" rating, but who would have expected it to escalate to "Dangerous."
And that the few of them could escape safely, besides thanking Father William, was indeed because they were lucky enough.
Therefore, Lynne didn't dare to hope for too much anymore.
Judy aside also widened her eyes, gaining a new understanding of her teacher's thick skin.
The Indian dead spirit seemed to hear some joke. It stared at William and said: "Hypocritical believers, you will pay the price one day."
Seeing the other party not begging for mercy, but instead looking as if it regarded death as going home, William knew the evil spirit wasn't afraid of the Church's threats.
So he planned to try a backup plan.
"You guys stay in the car first; I'll talk to it alone."
William said as he walked to the side, even waving to the Indian evil spirit.
The latter was baffled, but still floated over.
"I know you have suffered a lot of hardships, and those guys who persecuted you all deserve to go to Hell." William stared at the evil spirit and said.
At this moment, a dense red aura emerged from the other party's spirit body; this was the manifestation of the sin of "Hate."
"We don't need your fake sympathy."
The Indian evil spirit snorted coldly; several voices overlapped in its throat.
William shook his head: "Don't be nervous, I'm just helping you see the situation clearly."
"You can occupy this place for decades and possess certain intelligence, presumably your heart is full of obsession."
"But the Church's power spreads all over North America; occasionally killing one or two innocent passers-by is meaningless to you."
"If you want revenge, you have to find the right person, don't you?"
He stopped here for a moment, waiting for the other party's response.
The bright red aura became chaotic for a second; things seemed to take a turn for the better.
"Hmph, even so, that guy has already died; there's nothing we can do."
Hearing this, William's eyes immediately lit up.
If the evil spirit's enemy was some big shot in the Church, he would have to think of other excuses.
But since the person was already dead...
"Easy!" William waved his hand grandly.
"Soul torture is your specialty."
His tone was full of temptation.
"Give me a name, and I'll go dig him out. Such a guy shouldn't be buried in the Lord's land."
The Indian evil spirit fell silent upon hearing this.
It sized William up and down for a good while before speaking in a weird tone: "How can there be a guy like you in the Church."
William smiled slightly: "If mercy and justice are just masks used to cover up evil deeds, then having more of such people is meaningless, isn't it?"
The Indian evil spirit fell silent again.
But the text in front of William's eyes told him that the other party had already wavered—[Messenger of Sins +1].
A moment later, it spoke:
"Hundreds of years ago, a galleon docked along the bay, and our nightmare began..."
"They used firearms to snatch our land. Whether women or children, they all became targets of their 'hunting'. We resisted, but what we got in return was an even bloodier massacre."
"Perhaps the killing gradually became boring; later those guys actually proposed 'helping the Indians rebuild their homeland'..."
The evil spirit let out a mocking laugh.
"Those villains forcibly took away our children and made them receive their education. Today's Indian descendants already consider themselves North Americans."
"Our land was also used to build schools, and in this way, it became 'public land'."
"Of course, the most detestable is the Church. Regardless of men, women, old, or young, everyone had to accept the belief in the 'Lord', otherwise, they faced death."
"And all of this was done by that guy named Joni Bartholomew."
William raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.
He had read about this person's deeds.
Joni made significant contributions to the early missionary work in North America and was called "The Man Who Brought Light." He didn't expect there was another hidden story behind this.
"If I remember correctly, Father Joni's grave... seems to be nearby." William said.
"Hmph, you even built a memorial park for him."
William ignored the evil spirit's sarcasm and continued: "To express my sincerity, I will set off there right now."
"But before that, you cannot attack anyone nearby anymore."
The Indian evil spirit didn't respond, but the corrosive slime inside the villa had already disappeared.
William returned to the pickup truck.
After briefly dealing with their inquiries, he drove the car to the entrance of the villa district road.
After that, William went alone to the nearby memorial park.
It was still early, and there was basically no one in the park.
In the center was a bronze statue, about a dozen meters high and occupying a large area, depicting a man holding a Bible.
And Father Joni's grave was right behind the statue.
William carried a shovel he had "borrowed" and walked around to the tombstone.
Clang~
After confirming the surroundings were safe, he shoveled up the first scoop of dirt.
At the same time, a few visitors arrived at the end of the path.
"During the early days of building North America, there was much evil on this land, polluting the local Indian residents..."
A clergy member dressed in Church attire acted as a tour guide.
"It was Father Joni who saved them, delivering them from their suffering."
"Afterwards, Father Joni also rested here. Although his soul has gone to Heaven, his remains will accompany the believers here forever..."
At this time, William had already dug out the pitch-black coffin.
He gently pried open the coffin lid, and sure enough, there lay a set of remains inside, holding a Bible in its hands.
"Oh, it's actually an ancient Bible." William said inwardly.
He found pure mental power on it; he could use it for Judy to complete her Spiritual Awakening later.
At the same time, there were no traces of Bone-type Holy Arts on these remains.
It seemed this Father Joni was not a Bone Manifestation Holy Clergy Member.
"You've stayed underground for so long; let me take you out for some fresh air." William patted the skull gently.
Although these remains had been buried for a long time, there was still some slight spirit body power remaining on them.
Obviously, it wasn't as the guy outside claimed—that Father Joni's soul had already gone to Heaven.
After restoring the grave, William quickly left, stepping on the treetops.
Not long after he left, those visitors also arrived here.
"Father Joni rests here. Let us remember his contributions. Amen."
412 Ocean Avenue, in a remote corner.
"Is this him."
William took out a skull from a sack.
Actually, there was no need to ask; it could already be seen from the evil spirit's attitude.
"Give him to me! This damn guy, I will never forget the foul stench on him!"
William threw the bone back into the bag, then reached out his hand.
"I have shown enough sincerity; now it's your turn."
The evil spirit stared intently at the sack and spoke: "Speak, what do you want."
"The evil aura on your body." William said.
This time, without waiting for him to say more, many skeletons emerged from the soil in front of him.
"This is?"
"My former tribesmen." The evil spirit's tone was unusually flat.
"So that one day they could take revenge, they gave up the chance to reincarnate and let their souls be swallowed by me, so that I could continue to survive in the human world."
William raised an eyebrow.
He looked at the pile of skeletons; sure enough, there was a dense evil aura on them.
After throwing Joni's upper half over, William obtained these materials.
He immediately arranged a magic array around and then began the practice of Skin.
If other Holy Clergy Members saw this, they would definitely be shocked.
Evil remains in the territory of an earthbound spirit are extremely hard to obtain.
Besides having an evil spirit occupying it, it also takes a very long time to form.
Just purifying a small section of remains, the Source Power contained within could allow a Holy Clergy Member to practice for a long time.
Therefore, such items were highly sought after by many in the Church.
Even with money, they were hard to buy.
But at this moment, there was a whole pile next to William.
He touched the evil aura with his palm, and the two forces were rapidly consumed.
And William's skin also underwent fundamental changes.
Fingertips, palms, forearms...
It was as if the skin was structurally reorganized; every reshaping made the skin tougher, and its surface faintly exuded a holy radiance.
But the evil aura was also consumed extremely quickly.
Just by finishing reshaping his right hand, the remain materials on the ground were basically used up.
He even left a few sections of bone, planning to take them back for Lynne.
After all, in the cellar, this nun had protected Judy's safety.
Subsequently, William shook his head secretly: "Even with my speed, the practice is so slow. Who knows how many years it would take for those non-Bone Manifestation priests."
If other Holy Clergy Members heard this, they would definitely pray to the Lord to let them curse.
Under normal circumstances, to finish reshaping a whole finger, it would take at least 3 months at the fastest.
And his practice speed was several times that of others.
On the other side.
The evil spirit spoke again: "Your Church actually uses evil to strengthen yourselves; it's really strange."
William shrugged: "I'm also very curious about this."
"Since you have verified the authenticity of the skeletons, hand over the lower half, otherwise, I cannot summon the attached soul." The evil spirit said.
But William rubbed his nose: "Of course... I see you still have quite a bit of evil aura on you, why not..."
"Despicable guy! You go back on your word!"
William put on an expression of being wronged: "I took a huge risk to bring the remains here."
"You know, Father Joni is highly respected in the Church, and we even erected a dozen-meter-high bronze statue for him. When I went, there were many people there to mourn him..."
He talked about the risks, but in his heart, he knew the Church wouldn't discover it at all in the short term.
After all, using an Ancestor's remains to exchange for evil materials with an evil spirit...
This was the first time in the entire history of the Church.
But the evil spirit naturally wouldn't know this.
So, the poor Indian evil spirit was almost drained dry by William.
"Enough, you guy! I still have to leave enough power for revenge!" The evil spirit roared.
William could only reluctantly withdraw his hand.
However, this time he reshaped his entire left hand, so the harvest was already plentiful.
After this, not knowing what method the evil spirit used, a faint spirit body actually floated out from Father Joni's skeleton.
"Old friend, do you remember me." Although the Indian evil spirit tried hard to suppress it, its tone still revealed excitement.
At first, Joni's spirit body was a bit erratic, but it quickly figured out what had happened.
"You... Powhatan!" It said in shock. "You are actually still in the human world."
"Hmph, aren't you too." Powhatan snorted coldly.
Joni frowned tightly; it sized up the surroundings, but this was not its resting place.
William had already hidden himself; he wouldn't let his face be seen by Joni.
"What do you want to do!" Joni's voice trembled slightly.
"Executioner, the people of the Powhatan Confederacy are here to collect their blood debt from you!"
After this, William heard Joni's miserable screams. When he returned, Joni's figure was nowhere to be seen.
He didn't ask about the other party's fate.
Since he could commit those evil deeds, he should have expected this day sooner or later.
"Ready to be purified?" William looked at Powhatan and said.
"Hmph, aren't you afraid I'll go back on my word?"
Powhatan stared at the priest in front of it.
"Now, I have leverage on you too."
William knew the other party was referring to the grave-robbing, but he completely didn't care.
"It's meaningless. Continuing to stay now is just wasting time. Better to reincarnate early and experience a real life."
"Besides, with your current evil power, I can finish you off alone."
He shrugged as he spoke.
"Saying so much to you is just to give you some dignity."
Powhatan looked deeply at William.
"You are indeed different from the rest of the Church. Maybe we'll have a chance to meet again in the future."
William smiled slightly: "Then you'd better choose to be a good person, otherwise, I might flip your grave too."
"Hehe, is this what humans call humor."
"Right." William spoke again. "The souls of the DeFeo family are still in your hands; they are just innocents."
Powhatan was a bit reluctant; in its eyes, all the white-skinned guys were scum.
But eventually, it complied.
Old Ronald's figure appeared on the grass again.
Back then, Powhatan had only eroded its soul, not truly swallowed it.
And seeing the Indian evil spirit, the DeFeo family lay prostrate on the ground in terror.
Then, seeing that priest getting along harmoniously with the evil spirit, they were all extremely shocked.
After all, dead spirits harbored deep resentment, and many church personnel in the past had suffered greatly because of it.
William quickly set up the holy artifacts on the ground.
Then he opened the chapters of the Gospel and sent Powhatan and the souls of the DeFeo family to the land of rest.
At the entrance of the villa district.
"The house has been completely purified. If you have similar needs in the future, you can find me at this address."
William handed a business card to the Lutz couple.
"Of course, you'll have to pay separately."
Hearing this news, Kathy immediately hugged George tightly.
They had spent a lot of money on this house; if they really had to abandon it, they would truly go bankrupt.
William advised the two again not to try taking such petty advantages in the future.
Then he left with Judy and Lynne.
On the way back, he handed that section of evil remains to the nun.
"This... how could I!" Lynne looked shocked.
Of course, she knew the value of this item, so she knew she absolutely couldn't accept it.
But William said: "Thanks to you protecting Judy in the cellar, I was able to act without worry."
"Of course, this also includes a hush fee."
He stared into Lynne's eyes: "After all, cooperating with an evil spirit is not something encouraged in the Church."
Lynne gulped.
"More than not encouraged, it's completely forbidden!" she thought secretly.
But outwardly she nodded seriously: "I understand, I swear to the Lord, I will absolutely keep my mouth shut."
Not just because William saved her life.
Lynne herself also had a reason why she must get this material.
William smiled slightly. Since he felt assured handing the item to the other party, he naturally had already thought of a countermeasure.
"By the way."
Lynne took out a sticky note as she spoke.
"This is the clue regarding the Saint's Remains."
William reached out to take it, planning to study it after returning.
After sending Lynne away, he and Judy also embarked on the journey back.
Dei Commercial Street, House of Rest.
When the two returned to the entrance, they saw a familiar figure.
"Bent?"
Bent turned around, his face revealing a sad expression.
William narrowed his eyes: "What happened?"
"Zar is dead." Bent's voice choked with sobs.
"Silas... also betrayed the Church."
Surprise flashed in William's eyes.
Two figures surfaced in his mind.
He still remembered the very first job he took at the Dei Seminary was commissioned by these two.
Just as William was about to ask, Bent dropped another shocking piece of news.
"Archbishop Joran was taken away by people from the Vatican for violating Church laws."
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