Naturally, before that, he needed to find the pattern.
York stared at the confrontation between the two sides in the toy house, his eyes gleaming with interest.
After the initial tests, it was found that the toy house required a certain amount of time to start enacting scenes, roughly about thirty seconds before the dolls would move.
"I wonder if this priest can tame you."
His gaze shifted to the priest doll and the bodiless head, and York comfortably lay back in his chair, waiting for the doll drama to begin.
For someone like him, this was quite interesting.
It was like watching a thought-provoking, thrilling puppet show.
As thoughts swirled in his mind, York noticed that the puppet drama had already started.
The priest doll he had placed actually took down the cross hanging around its neck, holding it out in front as if scolding something ahead, while the position of the bodiless head moved from the middle platform of the staircase to the top loft.
"Heh, interesting, it seems the priest won this first encounter."
York chuckled, curious about whether this priest doll could defeat the suspected spirit incarnation of the bodiless head without anything.
In a blink of an eye, thirty seconds had passed.
The situation in the toy house changed again.
The bodiless head was still in the loft, and the living room's Smith family seemed very excited, all huddled around the priest doll.
Seeing this familiar scene, York was reminded of exorcisms.
He too had experienced this, in families tormented by paranormal activities, where a brave priest was seen as a savior sent from heaven.
Many families became followers of the church for this reason.
So it must be said, in this parallel world, the church's monopoly is quite something, always receiving corresponding rewards no matter what.
It's just a pity that the doll wasn't him. Another thirty seconds passed, and the situation inside the toy house changed again.
The position of the Smith family dolls moved to a room on the second floor, huddling together facing the door with terrified faces.
And the priest, who seemed to have won earlier, appeared outside the door, on the ground being torn apart by the bodiless head...
"Sure enough, all of this is directed by you, otherwise the model alone would have annihilated you earlier."
Confirming that these puppet dramas were enacted by the evil spirit inside, York forcibly changed the outcome, grabbing the bodiless head and placing it elsewhere, then picking up the priest doll from the ground.
Strangely, traces of blood appeared on the neck of the priest doll.
York raised an eyebrow, glanced at the fierce-faced bodiless head, and carried the toy house towards the snow collection area.
"No hurry, I'll pick an opponent for you."
Skipping past Annabelle sealed in the glass cabinet, York set down the toy house and first picked up a drumming monkey next to it, placing it on the lawn outside the toy house.
"I wonder if it can shrink."
York looked at the drumming monkey, which was even larger than the front door, and waited another thirty seconds.
The result was that the drumming monkey could not shrink, seemingly unable to find a way in, while the situation inside the toy house changed again, with the bodiless head charging into the room, and the Smith family hiding under the bed, terrifiedly watching the bodiless head.
"It seems not."
York muttered, once again forcibly changing the outcome by moving the head outside the room, then placing the bloodied priest next to the drumming monkey, murmuring to it.
"I know you can possess the priest, beat it up! Or else I'll beat you."
York didn't care if the evil spirit inside the drumming monkey understood him or not; he just said it, not as a threat but truly intending to do so.
Perhaps hearing the full malice, York actually felt a response from it, then watched as the drumming monkey suddenly fell over, and the previously motionless priest's face revealed a fierce expression, staring dead at the bodiless head on the second floor.
Feeling something, the bodiless head on the second floor also changed its position, staring intently at the front yard outside.
The two spirits seemed to be facing off and clashing, resulting in the front yard suddenly collapsing.
Importantly, the dolls of the Smith family inside the room reverted to their normal doll appearances at that moment.
"Indeed, the previous puppet drama was all controlled by the evil spirit inside the bodiless head, indicating that spirits can freely possess the dolls inside..."
York smiled, watching the priest doll ignoring the previous thirty-second rule and step by step heading towards the door, charging towards the second floor.
The bodiless head also gave up controlling the Smith family, rushing towards the priest possessed by the evil spirit.
The two collided on the middle platform of the staircase.
Interestingly, the two dolls fought like two ordinary people with clumsy punches.
He witnessed the fierce-faced priest doll kick the bodiless head away, then pounce on it again...
"Heh."
Finding something amusing, York laughed, looking at the paranormal objects next to him, picked up a blood-stained knife, and placed it in the front yard of the toy house, taking out the now empty drumming monkey.
Although he wasn't sure what this toy house was, York had a hunch about a rule within it.
According to his guess, this toy house indeed had a sealing effect, not only capable of imprisoning spirits but also their paranormal methods, making these dolls behave like ordinary people.
Besides this, watching the fighting between the bodiless head and the priest doll, York also had some insight.
Based on the feeling of forcibly changing the outcome and the bloodstains on the priest, if he personally took out a doll possessed by an evil spirit, it might also mean releasing the evil spirit within.
"As long as I don't personally take it out..."
With this speculation, York then placed his Ultraman model next to the blood-stained knife, repeating his earlier words.
"Possess, join the battlefield for a decisive victory! Or else I will beat you!"
Then, the Ultraman suddenly moved, charging into the house under York's watchful eye, joining the battlefield, and together with the fierce-faced priest doll, bullying the bodiless head.
This was a complete melee.
Watching Ultraman and the priest tug of war with the bodiless head from both sides, York couldn't help but smile, taking the blood-stained knife from the toy house, and then picking up another paranormal object to put inside, followed by placing his next model next to it.
"Possess! Join the battlefield, or I will personally sing you a hymn."
...
Back and forth, the toy house became filled with a large number of dolls engaged in chaos.
Under such circumstances, the bodiless head had run to the top loft, trembling.
And below it on the second floor, the first floor was already in chaos, with battles everywhere.
Ultraman, the priest, the Grey Knight, the Overlord Tiger, and so on.
You hit me, I hit you, chaos reigned, a spectacular scene.
Outside, York, the mastermind, was filled with evil amusement, his feet piled with paranormal objects previously taken from Warren.
"Interesting..."
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