I'm a spy in the film

Bourne has a good impression of the smiling Father Marcos, not to mention that he is Selina's godfather, so he should not die so soon.

With an axe in his right hand and a Molotov cocktail in his left hand, he watched the monsters slowly but firmly approach the exhibition hall. Bourne stood behind the car, motionless, with an attitude of one man blocking the way and ten thousand men unable to break through!

Perhaps because of his affinity with the element of darkness, Bourne was not nervous at all. Instead, he felt an inexplicable affinity for the overwhelming darkness. However, what he desired most in his heart was power, whether it was magic or skill.

"You bastards, if I can get away safely this time, I will definitely learn some powerful magic and come back to burn this place to ashes!"

Bourne was secretly swearing in his heart. Although his thoughts were wild and irrelevant at the moment, he was actually highly focused. His eyes were fixed on the darkness outside without blinking, and his ears were paying attention to the movements around him. Any unusual movement would immediately attract his attention.

As darkness approached, the two fire belts on the steps went out, and the light of the torches in the house also dimmed. Bourne was about to pour gasoline on the ground to make another moat of fire when the ground beneath his feet shook again. A violent explosion was heard in the cave behind him, and wisps of smoke floated out of the cave entrance.

Then, a figure in a priest's robe crawled out of the hole in a panic. It was Father Marcos. He held the edge of the hole and jumped out of the hole with an agility that was inconsistent with his age. He ran straight to the door without stopping.

When he got closer, Bourne could use the faint light of the torch to see the miserable condition of Father Marcos. His face was blackened by smoke, his hair was disheveled, his priest robe was tattered, and the lid of a wooden box on his back had a crack.

"Hurry up, there's a powerful guy down there, I'm temporarily trapping him, we have to get out of here!"

Exhaling a puff of black smoke, Max spoke hurriedly to Bourne.

If he had heard this half an hour ago, Bourne would have been overjoyed and quickly ran away with the old priest, but now he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

"Father Marcos, look at the sky outside," Bourne pointed to the pitch-black environment outside.

"There are some monsters hiding in the darkness, including the human-skin rope monsters from before, and the scarecrow with a blade in its hand that will attack from the shadows. If you go out, you will definitely be attacked."

"This is a dark spell!" Father Marcos also noticed the darkness outside. He took a closer look and said solemnly, "As long as there is time, it is not difficult to crack it, but now we are in a hurry, so..."

He took out a small bag from his bosom and poured out three finger-sized white gems.

"Old Nord often said you were a good shot?"

"good!"

"Bourne, Selina is right. Sometimes you don't look like a Texan. You are as humble as an Oriental. There are not many young people like you nowadays."

There was no way. The idea of ​​hiding one's shortcomings was deeply rooted in his bones. Although Bourne had tried his best to conceal it, he did not expect that it was still seen by his close friends. However, Bourne did not think there was anything wrong with it.

"No darkness can resist light!"

Old man Max's tone suddenly became excited, "These are three Light Stones. When I throw them into the air, you shoot them and smash them. The instantaneous burst of light from the Light Stones will be able to break the darkness outside."

Bourne didn't waste any time. He took out his father's Smithson & Wesson M57 loaded with tracer bullets, loaded it with three ordinary bullets, checked it quickly, nodded to Max, and watched Max throw the three gems into the air.

Strangely enough, the darkness that could devour everything had no effect on these three small white stones. The three stones were like morning stars in the dark night, emitting little starlight in the pitch-black curtain.

It's now!

Bourne concentrated all his energy on the gun in his hand. He felt that his mind was extremely active at this moment and his perception was infinitely magnified. The gun in his hand and the bullet in the gun became an extension of his body. He could control them like controlling his fingers.

He could even clearly perceive the movement of the three bullets fired, and could feel that they were flying towards the three gems in the air. This feeling only came to an abrupt end when the gems were shattered and the bullets fell!

A feeling of loss suddenly filled his chest. At the same time, a feeling of emptiness after overusing his brain suddenly hit Bourne, making him feel both upset and dizzy.

At this moment, above the town, as the gem shattered, three spots of light formed a simple triangular pattern in the air, and instantly burst out with dazzling white light, dispelling all the darkness that enveloped the town.

The monsters that had gathered at the entrance of the museum under the cover of darkness were illuminated by the white light, and they let out silent and shrill howls. White flames rose from their bodies and soon turned into ashes. When the white light gradually dissipated, the town returned to its previous color, but there were piles of ashes on the ground, reminding Bourne that everything he had just experienced was real, not his own illusion.

However, Bourne was not in a good condition at this time. Although he closed his eyes in time, his head was still a little dizzy, and he was exposed to the dazzling light, so he felt dizzy and his body was shaking.

"Can you still hold on, kid?" Father Marcos, who was standing behind, supported Bourne and said with concern when he saw that he looked weak.

"Cough cough," Bourne spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm and closed his eyes to rest for a while. In fact, he was using points to repair his body which was empty due to excessive brain use. It took him 5 points to stop his brain from buzzing and his shaking hands from trembling.

Unexpectedly, the energy consumed in these two seconds would cause more damage to his body than two hours of exercise. It seems that he cannot use this state often in the future. Although he can recover with points, the gap in between is enough for the enemy to kill him several times on the battlefield!

"Much better, let's go!"

"Are you really okay?"

Seeing that Bourne's complexion quickly returned to normal, Father Marcos couldn't help but praise him inwardly: Young man, you have a strong ability to recover.

"The guy down there is about to come out. We have to hurry. As long as we leave the town, it can't leave here for now!"

"Oh, alright"

Feeling the vibrations from the ground, it was as if there was a monster underneath that was hitting the ground again and again. It must be the ogre that the priest mentioned. Knowing the situation was critical, Bourne did not delay at all and jumped onto the Raptor that was blocking the door. He did not even take out the car key for convenience because the monster could not drive. Fortunately, as the darkness faded, Bourne stepped on the clutch and the car started again.

They stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the wheels kicked up dust, and they rushed out of the town. They had no attachment to this place anymore.

When they reached the entrance of the town, the old priest asked Bourne to stop the car.

"Don't take anything from this town, leave everything behind!" Father Marcos jumped out of the car, checked himself, and said to Bourne seriously; "If you don't want these monsters to find you in the future, don't take anything with you."

Father Marcos only had a wooden box with him, so he didn't need to organize it. Bourne took out all the small items he had looted from the town, such as lighters and spray cans, and threw them into the back of the pickup truck. Finally, he thought for a moment and took out the three bullets from the gun and threw them on the ground.

Seeing that there was no gold, jewelry, or US dollars in the things thrown out by Bourne, a smile finally appeared on Father Marcos' originally serious face. However, just in case, he took out a uniquely shaped cross, wrapped it around himself and Bourne, and felt that there was no unusual temperature coming from the cross, so he nodded with satisfaction.

The two got into the car that Bourne had parked at the entrance of the town and rushed onto the rain-covered road.

This time it went smoothly and they didn't encounter any more traps. Of course, Bourne would not tell anyone about his previous two experiences of being trapped. Only when they rushed out of the rain and returned to the sunny state did Bourne and Father Marcos finally breathe a sigh of relief.