Crossing at the same time, all nightmares start

Chapter 22 My colleagues don’t know what I’m doing

"However, there are too many resurrected dead outside. If we leave here, we will definitely be targeted."

Mr. Warren looked grim.

Mrs. Warren looked at Matthew expectantly.

"You've got to get us there somehow, haven't you?"

Matthew nodded.

"Ma'am, I do have a way to destroy the book, but I don't know where it is hidden."

"I can go with you."

Mrs. Warren said without hesitation.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Warren immediately objected.

It's pouring rain, and a single man and woman, soaked all over, go out to the suburbs alone. This doesn't seem normal no matter how you look at it.

Of course not this reason.

Mr. Warren said that as a man he could not bear to see his wife take such risks.

He wants to go too.

Before he fell, there was no danger of harming his wife.

Mrs. Warren was deeply moved.

The two looked at each other lovingly.

The living room was suddenly filled with the sour smell of love.

If it weren't for the wrong timing, the Warren family might have had one more member.

Matthew rolled his eyes at the two of them.

But besides him, there were other people in the room who couldn't stand it anymore.

The music box on the second floor suddenly started spinning on its own.

Cheerful music suddenly rang out from the room.

Bill's soul slowly emerged from the sofa.

He was a skinny old man with a pale and wrinkled face.

"pat~"

At the same time, light footsteps were heard in the darkness.

A figure vaguely appeared in the shadows in the corner.

Judging from the outline, it seems to be a nun.

A cold and malicious aura blew towards him, and the cross hanging on the wall began to shake.

"Matthew!"

Bill on the sofa suddenly roared.

A cold wind suddenly blew in the living room.

The window shook violently.

However, the next moment, holy light shone brightly, and all the Bible pages on the wall lit up at the same time.

The evil cold wind disappeared in an instant.

Everything was quiet again.

The emerging silhouette of the nun paused.

"Humph."

Matthew sneered.

The pages of the Bible automatically transformed into two sharp swords and fell into his hands.

"Bill, you looking for me?"

"Aba Aba?"

The old man on the sofa shook his head frantically, indicating that he was an old man with dementia.

At this moment, the music box upstairs stopped playing.

The ceiling below suddenly cracked and quickly extended towards Matthew.

When it reached his head, a monster wearing a red top hat and with a body as thick as a bamboo pole emerged from the crack.

With a swipe of his left hand, which had a long iron hook, he easily created a crack in the Bible barrier.

It pounced towards Matthew from the air at an extremely fast speed.

"Matthew, be careful"

Before Peter finished his reminder, a flash of sword appeared.

The top hat monster split in two.

"Crack!"

The music box on the second floor was cracked in the middle and seemed to be unusable.

Another flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

In the lightning, the priest stood in the middle of the living room, holding a gun and sword in both hands, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

The nun in the corner finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Matthew, why don't we talk? I don't mean any harm to you."

"You weren't like that just now. And I recommend you take some Golden Throat supplements. Your voice is too unpleasant." The nun paused.

There was obvious anger in his tone.

"Father, I advise you not to be so arrogant!

I admit that I was hostile to you just now, but I am different from Barban, my target is not you!"

"not me?"

Matthew sneered.

“It was only after Barban left that I learned from the newspaper that the Peggy family had encountered a supernatural event.

If you don't want to have anything to do with me, why don't you just keep it a secret like you did before?"

"Those bastards from the Natural Cult tricked me!"

The nun roared angrily.

"They want to summon their own god, so they deliberately spread my news to divert your attention!

Even the undead outside were summoned by them.

All I want is Ed Warren's soul.

Now the people in Santa Monica are controlled by the dead who have returned from hell. If we don’t save them now, it will be too late.

As long as you are willing to sacrifice his soul, I will never stop you from saving others.

One hundred thousand people and one person, you choose."

The ghost of Ed Warren?
Matthew glanced at Mr. Warren beside him.

He remembered that in the movie, the demon Valak, who transformed into a strange nun, was indeed targeting Ed Warren.

The last time this unfortunate fellow invaded the human world, Mrs. Warren's ancestors sprayed him in the face with the little remaining holy blood of Christ and sealed him at the bottom of a lake.

Now, after hundreds of years of accumulation, he finally accumulated some strength and transformed into a projection.

He wants to use Mr. Warren's soul to break the seal and return to the world.

Is this all that Valak pursues?

Is it because he is honest? No, because compared to other demon gods in the movie, his performance is too weak.

Speaking of which, Valak also has a nickname, called "the shame of the demon world".

As a demon who cannot resist the real-name lock of the Bible.

If someone calls out their real name, their power will be severely weakened.

In the history of movies, he has invaded the human world countless times, and was defeated time and time again, but he kept fighting.

It brought shame to the demon world.

If he compromised with this kind of guy, Matthew felt that he would never be able to hold his head up in the circle of time travelers.

"Only kids make choices. I'm on both the Santa Monica resident and Ed Warren."

"Since you want war"

"However, if you pay me back the money you owe me, we can discuss it again."

"what money?"

Valak was stunned.

"I don't remember borrowing money from you?"

Matthew pointed to the room covered in crosses.

"Because of your influence on the neighbors, none of the crosses in the house were bought from me.

Do you know how much I lost because of this?
One hundred million US dollars!

Let's calculate the interest at 20%. Now you owe me 120 million!"

"Human money means nothing to me. If you want it, I have a way to give you endless wealth."

"Then take it out now."

Valak fell silent.

As a pauper who had been sealed for hundreds of years, he really couldn't come up with so much money at once.

Poverty made this demon god, ranked 62nd among the pillars of Solomon, lose his confidence for the first time.

"We can sign a contract first. As long as you obtain Ed's soul, I will make you earn 120 million.

wrong! "

Valak suddenly realized.

"What cross is worth 120 million?"

"Why act so arrogant if you don't have money?"

Matthew didn't give Valak time to correct his thoughts and walked towards him with a bad look on his face.

“If you can’t pay me back, why don’t we sign a contract and send you to a duck shop to sell goose.

I’ll come out when I make 120 million.

Don't worry, I know Balban very well and will ask him to arrange for the demons to take care of your business."

"No, you can't tell Barban, they don't know I did this"

Before he could finish his words, Valak suddenly realized something and his whole body began to tremble slightly with anger.

"Asshole, you're kidding me!"

(End of this chapter)