devil priest in marvel exorcism

[Anti-theft chapter, revised tomorrow] Dubi is worried that she is in danger and won't let her follow, so she won't follow.

She supported his decision and didn't want to cause him any trouble.

Things went very smoothly, and all the vampires that appeared outside were eliminated by everyone.

Whist, Blade, Sam and others were all waiting in place.

He was a vampire who was on guard but still slipped through the net, and he was also waiting for the good news that Dolby had killed Dickon Faith and successfully destroyed the blood god's ritual.

And Wanda firmly believed in him.

In her eyes, Dolby was knowledgeable and a kind person, and there was nothing in this world that could stump him.

But as Dolby's communication suddenly failed to connect, everyone, including Will and Stark, inevitably felt a little worried.

Wanda was different, what appeared in her heart was a premonition!

Dolby is in danger!

Her premonition was not wrong. Just like last time, she had a premonition that she and her brother would be...

"hiss--!"

The severe headache made her cry out in pain.

A vague figure of a silver-haired boy appeared in his mind.

Is that ~younger brother~?

"what--!"

Her head hurt even more, and Wanda didn’t dare to think about it anymore.

Dubi said that her mental condition was worrying due to the stimulation of the chaotic magic in her body.

The reason for amnesia is that severe stimulation leads to mental confusion and soul instability.

Therefore, if you want to retrieve lost memories, you can only rely on time to slowly calm down your mental state.

When the soul is stable, the lost memories will naturally come back.

He also said that he would use a vampire altar to stabilize her soul.

Correct!

Her premonition was that Dolby was in danger!

Wanda held her head, gritted her teeth, endured the headache, and told Stark and others her premonition.

Will's ghost can only do reconnaissance for now, and although Stark is rich, he is just an ordinary person.

The other four people are outside to ensure that the vampires will not succeed in the blood sacrifice.

Finally, at Wanda's request, Happy drove her and took her to the outside of the altar.

It would be best if Dolby was not in danger.

But if anyone wanted to hurt him...

Wanda in the car lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, a dark red light flashing in her eyes...

……

On the altar, the pale Dickon Faith recited a strange spell.

Hold the dagger inserted into your heart with your left hand and twist it counterclockwise.

Along with the pain and blood, transparent humanoid bats were separated from the bodies of the eleven pure-blood elders on the altar with blood mist.

Dickon Faith opened his mouth wide and let out a terrifying scream.

Devouring the soul and blood essence of the stripped pure-blood vampire with big mouthfuls.

Under the altar, Dolby looked coldly at Dickon Faith, whose body was constantly being strengthened, and did not rush up again.

The ceremony begins and cannot be interrupted unless the power far exceeds that of the Blood God.

He tried and couldn't stop it.

Then don't stop it!

What if the power of the broken blood god ritual is improved?

You have a plug-in, but I don’t!

Complex handprints were formed in a second, and the roar of machinery sounded from his body.

There was a sudden weight on his body, and cracks appeared in the floor tiles under his feet.

The phantom of the armored fighting vehicle reappeared and gradually solidified.

The huge car body disappeared and turned into a solid defense, surrounding the priest's robe.

The powerful engine is connected with the liquefied lever and tracks to reduce deformation.

It turned into two camouflage shoulder armors with roaring and white steam, and was buckled on his two shoulders.

The gun barrel suspended in the air was compressed along with the huge rectangular bomb bay.

It turned into a giant long-handled war hammer that was as tall as a person.

A metal Bible engraved with a cross is mounted on the top of the hammer head.

It gives the rough and ferocious giant hammer a touch of solemnity and solemnity.

……

In the dark night, the soft moonlight shines down.

It would have been a great day to admire the moon, but countless towns, including the town of Transylvania, were dead silent.

The old and weak in the town have been hiding in the cellars.

The younger ones can't help but cry secretly, but then their mouths and noses are covered by the old people next to them.

Older people will close their eyes and pray silently.

Their ravaged faces were full of sorrow.

Outside, strong men picked up wooden spikes and pitchforks, preparing to fight the incoming vampires and werewolves.

Outside the town is a stretch of barren mountains, with a huge and ferocious castle among the rolling mountains in the distance.

The moonlight was blocked by the lingering dark clouds over the castle, and was illuminated by dim torches.

A feminine and handsome middle-aged man, dressed in fine clothes, stood on the top of the castle.

Under the castle, countless werewolves and hideous-looking vampires were ready to go.

As long as the person on top of the city tower gives an order from their master, they will go to attack the human station.

Dedicate your blood and death to their great master, the great vampire Count Dracula.

Dracula looked further away, knowing that it was nothingness.

I once had a battle with the Ancient Master, although he was no match for the opponent.

But the opponent can't kill it either.

After all, with its powerful immortality, even the "God of Death" cannot do anything about it.

Unfortunately, the other party was a mage and it was sealed.

Although it finally escaped from the seal by committing suicide, it also fell into the time rift.

It tried to commit suicide again, but each time it could only be reborn in this small dimension.

Now the Ancient One can't find it.

But it is also forever trapped in this small dimension in the Middle Ages.

The humans here can be wiped out with a wave of their hands.

But in order to pass the boring and long time, it chose to leave human lives behind.

and created werewolves and vampire minions.

Every once in a while, a "war" will be launched.

Watching them defeat their own men with a narrow escape, storm the castle with hatred and anger, and kill it desperately.

Then he resurrected himself in their desperate eyes.

Tsk tsk tsk, fun.

Apart from sleeping in a coffin, this is one of the few pleasures it has.

But today was different, it felt the throbbing of its blood.

That is a coordinate, the coordinate of the earth under the normal timeline.

It remembered that it had left a ritual on the earth that allowed the vampire to summon its power.

He raised the bloody red wine in his hand and laughed wildly and crazily.

A substantial malicious aura emanated from it, sloping down from the top of the castle.

Let those werewolves and vampire servants tremble and crawl to the ground.

"Hahaha, Ancient One, I'm coming back!"

……

"Humph!"

Only empty rocking chairs and coffee tables were left on the golden wheat fields.

With a cold snort, the old man has arrived beyond the latitude of the earth.

Black mist rolled in continuously, and terrifying energy erupted that made people feel heart-stopping.

Along with a powerful aura of decay, a pair of eyes as big as a planet appeared in the vast dark realm.

The demonic sound fills the ears, and listening to it makes people lose their mind.

"Ancient One!

I'm here to negotiate! "

Wanda has been staying in Stark's villa obediently.

Dubi was worried that she would be in danger and wouldn't let her follow, so she wouldn't follow.

She supported his decision and didn't want to cause him any trouble.

Things went very smoothly, and all the vampires that appeared outside were eliminated by everyone.

Whist, Blade, Sam and others were all waiting in place.

He was a vampire who was on guard but still slipped through the net, and he was also waiting for the good news that Dolby had killed Dickon Faith and successfully destroyed the blood god's ritual.

And Wanda firmly believed in him.

In her eyes, Dolby was knowledgeable and a kind person, and there was nothing in this world that could stump him.

But as Dolby's communication suddenly became unavailable, everyone, including Will and Stark, inevitably felt a little worried.

Wanda was different, what appeared in her heart was a premonition!

Dolby is in danger!

Her premonition was not wrong. Just like last time, she had a premonition that she and her brother would be...

"hiss--!"

The severe headache made her cry out in pain.

A vague figure of a silver-haired boy appeared in his mind.

Is that ~younger brother~?

"what--!"

Her head hurt even more, and Wanda didn’t dare to think about it anymore.

Dubi said that her mental condition was worrying due to the stimulation of the chaotic magic in her body.

The reason for amnesia is that severe stimulation leads to mental confusion and soul instability.

Therefore, if you want to retrieve lost memories, you can only rely on time to slowly calm down your mental state.

When the soul is stable, the lost memories will naturally come back.

He also said that he would use a vampire altar to stabilize her soul.

Correct!

Her premonition was that Dolby was in danger!

Wanda held her head, gritted her teeth, endured the headache, and told Stark and others her premonition.

Will's ghost can only do reconnaissance for now, and although Stark is rich, he is just an ordinary person.

The other four people are outside to ensure that the vampires will not succeed in the blood sacrifice.

Finally, at Wanda's request, Happy drove her and took her to the outside of the altar.

It would be best if Dolby was not in danger.

But if anyone wanted to hurt him...

Wanda in the car lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, a dark red light flashing in her eyes...

……

On the altar, the pale Dickon Faith recited a strange spell.

Hold the dagger inserted into your heart with your left hand and twist it counterclockwise.

Along with the pain and blood, transparent humanoid bats were separated from the bodies of the eleven pure-blood elders on the altar with blood mist.

Dickon Faith opened his mouth wide and let out a terrifying scream.

Devouring the soul and blood essence of the stripped pure-blood vampire with big mouthfuls.

Under the altar, Dolby looked coldly at Dickon Faith, whose body was constantly being strengthened, and did not rush up again.

The ceremony begins and cannot be interrupted unless the power far exceeds that of the Blood God.

He tried and couldn't stop it.

Then don't stop it!

What if the power of the broken blood god ritual is improved?

You have a plug-in, but I don’t!

Complex handprints were formed in a second, and a mechanical roar sounded from his body.

There was a sudden weight on his body, and cracks appeared in the floor tiles under his feet.

The phantom of the armored fighting vehicle reappeared and gradually solidified.

The huge car body disappeared and turned into a solid defense, surrounding the priest's robe.

The powerful engine is connected with the liquefied lever and tracks to reduce deformation.

It turned into two camouflage shoulder armors with roaring and white steam, and was buckled on his two shoulders.

The gun barrel suspended in the air was compressed along with the huge rectangular bomb bay.

It turned into a giant long-handled war hammer that was as tall as a person.

A metal Bible engraved with a cross is mounted on the top of the hammer head.

It gives the rough and ferocious giant hammer a touch of solemnity and solemnity.

……

In the dark night, the soft moonlight shines down.

It would have been a great day to admire the moon, but countless towns, including the town of Transylvania, were dead silent.

The old and weak in the town have been hiding in the cellars.

The younger ones can't help but cry secretly, but then their mouths and noses are covered by the old people next to them.

Older people will close their eyes and pray silently.

Their ravaged faces were full of sorrow.

Outside, strong men picked up wooden spikes and pitchforks, preparing to fight the incoming vampires and werewolves.

Outside the town is a stretch of barren mountains, with a huge and ferocious castle among the rolling mountains in the distance.

The moonlight was blocked by the lingering dark clouds over the castle, and was illuminated by dim torches.

A feminine and handsome middle-aged man, dressed in fine clothes, stood on the top of the castle.

Under the castle, countless werewolves and hideous-looking vampires were ready to go.

As long as the person on top of the city tower gives an order from their master, they will go to attack the human station.

Dedicate your blood and death to their great master, the great vampire Count Dracula.

Dracula looked further away, knowing that it was nothingness.

I once had a battle with the Ancient Master, although he was no match for the opponent.

But the opponent can't kill it either.

After all, with its powerful immortality, even the "God of Death" cannot do anything about it.

Unfortunately, the other party was a mage and it was sealed.

Although it finally escaped from the seal by committing suicide, it also fell into the time rift.

It tried to commit suicide again, but each time it could only be reborn in this small dimension.

Now the Ancient One can't find it.

But it is also forever trapped in this small dimension in the Middle Ages.

The humans here can be wiped out with a wave of their hands.

But in order to pass the boring and long time, it chose to leave human lives behind.

and created werewolves and vampire minions.

Every once in a while, a "war" will be launched.

Watching them defeat their own men with a narrow escape, storm the castle with hatred and anger, and kill it desperately.

Then he resurrected himself in their desperate eyes.

Tsk tsk tsk, fun.

Apart from sleeping in a coffin, this is one of the few pleasures it has.

But today was different, it felt the throbbing of its blood.

That is a coordinate, the coordinate of the earth under the normal timeline.

It remembered that it had left a ritual on the earth that allowed the vampire to summon its power.

He raised the bloody red wine in his hand and laughed wildly and crazily.

A substantial malicious aura emanated from it, sloping down from the top of the castle.

Let those werewolves and vampire servants tremble and crawl to the ground.

"Hahaha, Ancient One, I'm coming back!"

……

"Humph!"

Only empty rocking chairs and coffee tables were left on the golden wheat fields.

With a cold snort, the old man has arrived beyond the latitude of the earth.

Black mist rolled in continuously, and terrifying energy erupted that made people feel heart-stopping.

Along with a powerful aura of decay, a pair of eyes as big as a planet appeared in the vast dark realm.

The demonic sound fills the ears, and listening to it makes people lose their mind.