I'm a spy in the film

The entire exhibition hall was filled with an indescribable foul smell that made people want to vomit, but Father Max was sniffing his nose, as if he was carefully distinguishing something.

This made Bourne's suppressed nausea feel like it was about to recur.

"Are all priests in the church so strong-willed? The holy water for baptism wouldn't be..." Bourne's mind began to wander.

"The smell of sulfur is the smell of hell. The seal there is indeed broken!"

Father Marcos said to himself.

He frowned, as if he was not affected by the stench at all, and went to the big hole made by the hemp rope ball and looked inside.

Only then did Bourne realize that there were two wet paper balls stuffed in old man Marcos' nostrils.

Oh my god, old man, when did you put it in? You must have been prepared for this. If you had known it was so smelly, you would have warned me. It makes me, ugh, dinner, ugh...

"Here, put this in your nostrils. The smell of hell has a hallucinogenic effect on ordinary people, and it can also be harmful to the body if you smell it for a long time."

Father Marcos handed over two small wet wipes with a smile, "I moistened these with holy water. Put them on. They may help!"

"Shit, I don't trust you, you old man are so evil, I know you did it on purpose!"

Bourne complained in his heart, but his body was still honest and took the wet wipes and stuffed them into his nostrils. Sure enough, the feeling of chest tightness and nausea disappeared, and the scene in front of him became clear again. At this time, Bourne was willing to go to the entrance of the hole and observe what the inside of the hemp rope ball looked like.

The interior of the hemp rope ball was very large, filled with dark red light. There were a dozen one-meter-high pupa-like objects hanging from the walls and top of the ball. Several thumb-thick hemp ropes extended from each pupa-like object, leading directly to the bottom of the center of the hemp rope ball, where countless hemp ropes were densely entangled. The dark red light was shining from there, like...

"The hole in the ground, that thing is down there!"

Father Marcos' expression was extremely grim. He casually cut a hemp rope extending from the human cocoon.

"Pfft".

As the hemp rope was cut, a red liquid mixed with a foul smell spurted out.

"It's blood! Dead people's blood!"

Bourne was no stranger to this smell. He once worked in the morgue for a month at the request of Black Joe. Even after two years, he still remembered the smell vividly.

"Yes, all the children in town should be here!"

Father Marcos looked at the small human pupae protruding from the hemp rope ball, and there was some sadness in his voice, and even a hint of anger:

"These little angels should have been living a carefree life under the care of their parents, but now they have become the nourishment for the resurrection of that devil down there!"

Bourne said nothing more, but veins bulged in his hand as he gripped the axe handle tightly.

"If things go as expected, the owners of those ashes outside are the parents of these children!"

Father Marcos' tone was somewhat bleak. He sighed, "I didn't expect that I'm still late!"

Bourne didn't know what role the Baptist Church played in this incident, but judging from Father Marcos's expression, there might be something else going on.

The pride of destroying all the human skin and hemp rope puppets in one fell swoop has now disappeared, replaced by anger against the mastermind behind the scenes. Those human skins were originally husbands, wives, parents, and children of others, but now, they have all turned into ashes. And the children they were supposed to protect have now become sacrifices to the alien race!

Bourne has never been more eager for power than at this moment! : "System"

Name: Bern Lee

Constitution: 16 (10 for ordinary people)

Strength: 18 (10 for normal people)

Dexterity: 15 (average 10)

Spirit: 19 (ordinary 10)

Willpower: 25 (normal people 10)

Level: 4

Skills: Basic Driving (37% proficient), Basic Kicks (14% proficient, specialization in Gallic Kicks), Basic Boxing (68% proficient), Basic Firearms (22% proficient), Basic Science (11% proficient, specialization in Law)

Exclusive: Door of Wonders (seal is being unlocked, current progress is 1%)

Talents: Fire Element Affinity (Primary), Water Element Affinity (Primary), Dark Element Affinity (Primary)

Points: -7826/2829

This wave of points earned a lot. It seems that the explosion just now killed at least more than 100 human skin rope monsters. This is the first time that Bourne has earned so many points at one time! However, such opportunities will not be too many. After all, who can enter a secret realm casually?

Also, what exactly is the secret realm?

Bourne's thoughts were a little scattered, but when he glanced at the puddles of ashes on the square, he thought of those originally living people, and his mood became less good.

Looking at the talents again, it was strange. There were three new talents. Except for the last one, which the system indicated was absorbed from Carrie, when did I get the first two, fire and water affinity? Did I read that book? Elementary? Could this talent be upgraded?

While Bourne was still pondering the changes on the system panel, Father Marcos had already taken out a peanut-sized white stone from a silver box in his arms.

He held the stone in his palm and prayed softly a few words. The white pebble, which originally looked like an ordinary stone, began to emit a faint white light, and the brightness continued to increase.

"go"!

Father Marcos threw the stone at the pile of hemp ropes covering the entrance of the cave. After the two came into contact, the hemp ropes, which were originally slowly squirming, quickly melted into a small hole like snow exposed to the scorching sun.

Without support, the glowing white stones fell downward in layers.

"Close your eyes! Don't look there!"

Father Marcos yelled at Bourne and immediately turned his back to the cave. Bourne followed suit, but before he could ask the reason, a dazzling white light suddenly burst out from deep in the cave, shooting straight into the sky.

Even though he was facing away from the light source and squinting his eyes, Bourne was blinded for a moment.

When the white light disappeared, the two turned around and found that the huge hemp rope ball that was originally in the exhibition hall was no longer there, revealing a hole with a diameter of two meters in the center of the ground. The hemp rope that covered the entrance of the hole had disappeared, and turned into gray-black powder all over the ground.

The cave was pitch black, and the evil blood-red light inside had disappeared, leaving only the dark hole and the chilly breath that was scraped up from it, which was composed of the smell of rotten meat and an unknown unpleasant odor.

Even though Bourne had stuffed his nose with holy water provided by Father Marcos, the foul-smelling wind blowing in his face still made him feel nauseous and he quickly backed away, covering his mouth and nose.

Unlike Bourne, Father Marcos took a step forward, touched the air with his hand, put it under his nose and sniffed it. It seemed that he could smell the information contained in the breath even through his blocked nose.

"It's its aura. I didn't expect it to recover to this extent!"

"Father, what are you talking about?"

"Ogre! An evil demon that escaped from hell. It could not be completely killed at that time, so it could only be sealed here."

Father Marcos's expression turned a little ferocious. "If I knew who broke the seal, I would tear it apart!"

"Father, what should we do now?"

Bourne didn't know what ogres and hell represented in this world, but that didn't stop him from asking how to solve the problem. This kind of problem should be left to professionals, and Father Marcos was the most professional here.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Father Marcos turned to look at Bourne, a light of determination flashing in his eyes. He took a deep breath and said:

"I have to go down there myself. If I don't come up in half an hour..."

At this point, Father Marcos's signature kind smile appeared on his face again, "Child, just go quickly!"

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized, exquisitely crafted but slightly damaged puppet and a coin-sized badge from the inner pocket of his large priest robe and handed them to Bourne:

"Take this puppet doll with you. It can lead you out of the barrier outside the town! As for this badge, don't go into Austin after you get out. Go directly to San Antonio and give it to old Mason. He knows what to do!"

After receiving the puppet and the badge, Bourne still did not forget his mission: to destroy the magic circle. Of course, he could not ask directly about the magic circle, otherwise the priest would ask him back, "How do you know about the magic circle?" How would he answer?

Bourne nodded and asked, "Father, is there anything I can do to help? Just stand guard here?"

Father Marcos thought for a moment and said, "Do you remember the Greg Coker's house we went to? There is a wooden frame in his backyard. If I am not mistaken, it should be an altar. If possible, destroy it completely!"

"Okay, Father!" Bourne still knew very little about the whole thing, but he had long disliked the bald Greg. This time, maybe he could burn him to his heart's content!