Ashram followed the traditional exorcism ritual and chanted to the old patrolman for several seconds.

All he got was the disdainful sneer of the evil spirit that had taken over the old patrolman's body.

"Evil spirit!"

"Say your name!"

"In the name of the Holy Lord and the God-killing Spear, tell me your true name!"

Ashram swayed the holy water and raised a silver cross necklace in his right hand.

However, a few seconds after the words fell, nothing happened.

"Hahaha!"

The old patrolman let out a hoarse laugh:

"We are protected by the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and mere exorcism spells have no effect on us."

"Give up, weak priest, your level is still too low."

"There's nothing you can do to me!"

"..."

Ashram looked at the arrogant old patrolman, took a deep breath, and put the silver cross back on his neck.

Then, Ashuram clenched his fists and shook his head slightly:

"No, I still have a way!"

As he said that, Ashuram had already punched the old patrolman in the mouth. In an instant, the old patrolman's cheeks flattened. At the same time, several teeth flew out with blood in their mouths and hit the wood of the prayer room not far away.

There was a clanging sound on the wall.

The officials and medical staff who saw Ashuram's sudden attack from behind were stunned.

The Bishop of Lisbon, who had received further training, showed a sudden realization and shouted:

"Scourge the sinner's body, so that his sins can be forgiven. Holy Lord, may you forgive the guilty as we forgive others..."

The bishop shouted out some scripture excerpts, and those around him were confused.

The little investigator who followed Ashuram vaguely understood. This might mean that if he encounters a person possessed by an evil spirit and asks the priest to beat him with extraordinary power, he might be able to save him?

The little man was familiar with the records of the great exorcists in the City of the Holy Lord, and it was very clear that since ancient times, there were many great exorcists who performed physical exorcisms and relied on beating the patient once or even several times to cure the disease.

Although the notes mentioned that those exorcists do not have supernatural powers, they just use the knowledge of psychology.

Watching Ashuram punch the old patrolman on the face, chest, and abdomen with ease one after another.

The little investigator couldn't help but realize that he suspected that the idiots who made the comments had been deceived.

It is very likely that those exorcists who can physically exorcise demons are hidden extraordinary beings from the City of Holy Lord!

Considering the red archbishop who suddenly admitted that he was extraordinary.

Obviously, the City of the Holy Lord has a history in this regard. They are so cunning!

"enough!"

After being beaten for almost a minute.

The evil spirit in the old patrolman finally roared, his hoarse voice filled with pain and anger.

But what he responded to was a punch to the face, causing him to raise his head and blood flying from his nose.

People around him mourned the old patrolman one after another, but no one stopped him.

They finally figured out that there was something fishy here.

With Ashuram's power, one punch is enough to kill a mortal.

The beating of the old patrolman seemed to make him miserable.

While controlling the strength, he is also healing the opponent, so that the opponent's bleeding can often be stopped quickly, and the rest are just flesh wounds.

And after that punch.

boom!

The wind of the fist blew the old patrolman's short hair flying, and then it stopped between the eyebrows of the other party who turned around again.

"Hoo, ho...are you humiliating me?"

"It's just to vent...you...wait!"

The evil spirit's voice just sounded a few times, and then it became a little panicked.

At this time, the people around also saw the spot where the old patrolman's body was hit, and marks emitting white light suddenly appeared.

These hundreds of marks glowed simultaneously.

The evil spirit made a pig noise as if it had fallen into boiling water.

"How can you brand a stigma?"

"You... damn, why were you chosen!"

"Hoo, ho!"

The evil spirit roared hastily, and its translucent gray body was slowly forced out of the old patrolman's body.

First, it looked like a goblin's head, then half of its body was as skinny as firewood, and then, after reaching the abdomen, there was no more underneath.

I could see the officials and medical staff in the rear with their Adam's apples rolling and sweating profusely.

For mortals like them, this is the first time they have seen a real ghost, right?

I don’t know if it’s lucky or unlucky for them?

"Hoo, ho..."

"Ashuram, your name has been known to us."

"Hehehe, so what if you are selected?"

"You still can't stop the coming of the apocalypse!"

Ashuram looked at the roaring evil spirit, gave up the idea of ​​getting anything from it now, opened the Book of the Holy Lord that he carried with him, and then shouted the name of the God-killing Spear and cast the divine spell.

Suddenly the evil spirit screamed and was sucked into the Book of the Holy Lord.

boom!

The Book of the Holy Lord is reopened.

"Amen."

Ashuram and the surrounding clergy prayed together, and then Ashuram turned to look at the officials behind him who were looking at him brightly, and said with a tired smile:

"I know you're all curious about what's going on."

"But I need a quiet place now. I will tell you when I recover."

"Please have a good rest."

The leading official heard this and quickly expressed his position.

Just kidding, in this situation, he would not dare to offend Ashuram, the chosen one who sounded incredible.

Otherwise, if there is a big crisis in Lisbon, he will definitely be the one to take the blame.

But it sounds terrible. Should we remind our families who are on vacation in the land of cherry blossoms not to come back?

"Thanks."

Ashuram nodded, turned and left the confessional, and walked to a secret room provided by the Lisbon church.

In the secret room, Ashuram knelt in front of the giant silver cross. After praying for a while, he closed his eyes and began to provide soul power for the trembling Pearl of Apocalypse in his body.

This quickly made his face turn pale and his body became sluggish.

But throughout the entire process, Ashuram had no regrets.

This spirit of self-sacrifice and free self-sacrifice made De De glance at Xiao Yu here from time to time and secretly give him a thumbs up.

This is a good tool priest worth cultivating.

City of the Holy Lord.

The person favored by Archangel Gabriel: Old Mark.

There was another knock on the door of the Cardinal's bedroom late at night.

The red archbishop talked with Old Mark all night and learned that Old Mark had been warned by an angel.

The emergence of the Pearl of Apocalypse has become a secret among the top leaders of the Holy Lord City.

Therefore, after Ashuram calmed down the commotion of the Pearl of Apocalypse in his body, it was dawn and he remembered to report.

He was shocked to learn that reinforcements from the City of the Holy Lord had just arrived at Lisbon's international airport.
Chapter completed!