Of course, compared to ordinary means of transportation like cars, this helicopter flew very fast.
Under Xili's control, it didn't take long to leave the city's boundaries and arrive at the edge of a mountain range.
The entire journey took only about an hour.
Eileen looked at the deep mountains and old forests, her eyes widening a bit. From high above, she only saw lush greenery, boundless at a glance, and the wind blowing seemed like it was blowing through the forest's hair,
She took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling her heart and lungs refreshed a bit, and her eyes became much brighter.
The comfort of the helicopter and cars can't even be compared.
Eileen subconsciously looked to the side.
In her eyes, the reassuring father had already put away the materials in his hands.
Father York didn't know the novice nun was sneaking a peek, he just squinted his eyes.
The information given by Bishop Rofshan revealed another very important piece of information to him.
When the bishops sealed this gate of hell, they also used a relic.
That is, the Blood of Jesus.
Most importantly, the bottle of the Blood of Jesus, which had not been used up, was placed in the Saint Cata Monastery by the Pope at the time, in case of emergency...
Father York shook his head, inadvertently imagining the kindly face of the old man; this old man really planned everything meticulously.
At this point, combining the information known so far, he had roughly understood the old man's arrangements.
Basically, every step had a purpose.
Even the novice nun Eileen probably had a related use, and he thought its most likely purpose was to serve as a tool for finding the way, allowing him to find the remaining Blood of Jesus to seal this gate of hell...
"No wonder, the old man always muttered that this is the Lord's arrangement."
Thinking of this, Father York subconsciously looked to the side.
At the same time.
Eileen didn't expect the father to suddenly look over, and under their eye contact, she felt those already profound eyes become even more profound, with a wise light flowing within, making people inadvertently fall into them.
Realizing this, Eileen quickly turned her gaze away, like a frightened rabbit, afraid that others wouldn't know she was sneaking a peek.
Father York smiled, withdrew his gaze, took out the map, the only thing the old man didn't know was that he didn't want to seal the gate of hell, but to destroy it once and for all.
After glancing at the map against the mountainous environment, Father York already knew this range of mountains was exactly where the Saint Cata Monastery was located.
"Father York, should we keep flying?"
Just then, Xili, who had a broader view from the cockpit, seemed to have found something and asked a question.
"I think I saw a village."
Father York looked in the direction Xili indicated.
From high above, he quickly spotted the village Xili mentioned.
The houses made of wood and bricks were scattered in twos and threes, very small, probably only a few dozen households.
Below, there were children running around and adults busy feeding chickens and ducks, who were now stopping their activities and looking up towards them.
Father York immediately thought of the Frenchman responsible for regularly delivering supplies to the monastery.
This village was probably where the Frenchman usually stayed.
Thinking of this, Father York already knew that the distance to the monastery might not be far off.
"Keep flying until we find that monastery."
Xili nodded, controlling the helicopter to continue forward.
But he couldn't help asking.
"Father York, don't we need to investigate a bit?"
To this day, he still didn't understand what they were going to do, the only information he knew was to fight a demon. From the backpacks prepared by the father, Xili could feel that this demon was not simple.
"No need,"
Father York shook his head, put away the map, and told Xili and Eileen sitting next to him what they were going to do.
"Our only task is not to investigate, but to find the monastery and then exorcise a demon that has taken up residence in the monastery."
Xili's eyes lit up slightly, thinking of those missile heads, he let out his habitual strange cry.
The helicopter's speed suddenly increased.
Only Eileen silently gripped the strap in front of her chest, feeling a bit nervous.
Father York glanced at her, then withdrew his gaze, starting to search for the backpack containing the holy C4 timed bombs.
To become an official nun of the Pluto Church, there would always be a day when she would face evil head-on, consider it a practice in advance.
What he needed was an assistant who could stand on her own, not someone who needed his help for everything.
When Father York pulled the backpack containing about 6 tons of TNT equivalent of holy bombs under his feet, it wasn't long before Xili called out again.
"Father York, is this Saint Cata Monastery?"
Father York slightly raised his eyebrows and looked over.
In the distance, a castle appeared in the midst of the deep mountains and old forests.
Gothic architectural style, towering spires, and exquisite stained glass, next to the towering main building, there was also a bell tower.
Extending downwards, several low and elegant buildings formed a castle group, occupying a vast area, completely fitting the status of the Duke of Saint Cata.
Looking at this vast castle surrounded by a tall wall, identical to the layout of Saint Cata Monastery in the photos, Father York responded with a sentence, "Fly over and take a look."
"Okay!" Xili nodded and began to control the helicopter to quickly fly towards the distant castle group.
The buzzing sound rose in the silent deep mountains and forests.
As they got closer, Father York looked at the holy bomb under his feet.
"It's up to you, buddy..."
As they got closer, the outskirts of the castle group blocked by tall trees also came into view for Father York and his companions.
Outside the wall, there were crosses placed one after another, and behind the crosses, there were mounds rising one after another.
Laid out in full view, filling the empty space outside the wall, there were hundreds or even thousands, extremely conspicuous.
A solemn atmosphere lingered in the helicopter cabin.
"What is this?" For the first time, Xili asked somewhat cautiously.
Father York did not answer, just staring at the hundreds to thousands of mounds below, silent.
Thinking of the true background behind this castle group, Father York knew what these mounds contained.
Day and night praying to guard the gate of hell, living a life without leaving the city, enduring the erosion of demons night after night, the nuns who died here over hundreds of years, silently and unknown to anyone.
Imagining the heroic scenes within, Father York couldn't help but take a deep breath, suppressing the heaviness in his heart.
However, what he didn't know was that Eileen next to him, upon seeing the full ground of mounds, looked as if she had lost her soul.
"Father York," Xili's tone rarely became serious.
"What do we do next? Do we stop here?"
Looking at these mounds, Father York sighed, "First, fly above the main building."
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