American Drama World Exorcism

Inside the Angerville Manor, the lobby on the first floor.

Benny and Mary sat facing each other. Behind Mary stood a TC holding a wooden box full of handkerchiefs. Behind Benny stood two strong men. The strong man was holding a gun and facing Benny’s head.

A little further away between the two, Hope, Dean and others knelt on the ground, the chain around their necks being held by Jesse’s hands.

“I want you, Mr. Benny.” Mary sat on the sofa gracefully, holding a stack of handkerchiefs in her hands, looking at Benny with a smile.

“Drop blood on the handkerchief and I will lift the curse of all of them, how about it?”

Benny didn’t say a word, but Hope, who was kneeling on the ground, laughed.

“Old witch, how about you stay with me for one night?”

Hope’s words made Mary frowned, her hands were lightly twisted, and several people who were kneeling instantly fell to the ground and cried out in pain.

Mary let go of the handkerchief, and several people gasped for breath.

“Old lady, you are really strong.”

“Come on, I’m feeling good.”

Hope spit out a **** sputum and said with a grinning smile.

Mary raised her chin, and a man behind Benny walked up to Hope and pointed his gun at his hip.

This trick worked, Hope immediately shut up, clamped his legs and obediently obeyed.

Mary nodded in satisfaction and looked at Benny again.

“How are you thinking, Mr. Benny?”

Benny sat unmoved and asked curiously, “I’m very curious. Looking at your battle, I should know my strength. How did you know?”

Mary smiled slightly and took a sip of the red wine on the table. She seemed happy to answer Benny’s doubts, or it could be said that she felt she had a chance to win.

“His memory.” Mary pointed to Hope. “I devoured part of his soul and found you easily in his memory. You seem to be important to him.”

“It’s amazing ability, I really want to have it.” Mary exclaimed, leaning forward slightly and said

“Well, let’s change the deal. Give me your soul and I will let them go, how about?”

Benny shook his head. “No. It’s terrible. I won’t betray my soul. You won’t get this kind of power. Old witch.”

Mary seemed to be irritated by Benny, wringing her handkerchief again, and the kneeling people again howled in pain.

Benny glanced at the howling Hope blankly, then turned to stare at Mary and said, “Old woman, you really irritated me.”

After speaking, Benny opened the attribute panel, and the MP limit was instantly deducted by 1,000.

MP: 20182018. (Arcane Nova status +1; natural recovery, 11 o’clock every hour; Arcane Nova status +1: Can cast skills that require Arcane Nova status +1.)

Arcane Nova: Active skills, special types of magic, consume 1000 points of upper limit of mana, and increase the mana for a single recovery. Every time it is activated, the mana is restored by +1. (910)

Then, a creamy white light emerged from Benny’s hand, and as Benny waved his right hand, the light fell on Hope, and Hope’s howl came to an abrupt end.

He lay on the ground in surprise, stunned for a while, turned over and sat up, looked down at his hands and feet, raised his head and smiled at Benny.

Arcane Purification: Active skill, consumes 500 mana points, randomly drives away a negative state of the cast target, and rejuvenates the cast target. (Note: Arcane Nova status is unlocked by +1.)

Mary was stunned, and then an anger surged. She took out a few handkerchiefs, picked up the scissors on the table and cut them madly.

After a while, rags fell around her.

Along with her movements, several people kneeling on the ground let out a painful howl, their bodies were cut into several pieces out of thin air, and finally turned into a pile of minced meat, piled on the spot.

“Benny, you can continue to cast the spell and see if it’s yours or mine.”

Mary picked up the remaining handkerchief again and tried to cut it.

“Remind you, don’t try to cast spells on me. After seeing that you have that ability, I have arranged it in advance. If you don’t believe it, you can try it.”

Seeing Benny stop, Mary said triumphantly.

With a move in Benny’s heart, a black aperture spread out.

Squeak — bang —

The table in front of him and the chairs under his hips were overwhelmed and shattered into pieces of wood. Everyone in the room also lay on the ground, but he and Mary opposite.

Mary stood there intact, with scissors and a handkerchief in her hand, smiling at Benny sarcastically.

The next moment, Benny felt an unspeakable burden suddenly blessed him, causing him to bend his knees and almost fall to the ground.

“How? Do you want to continue trying?”

Benny retracted his gravitational restraint and his face became gloomy.

The two were in a stalemate, when suddenly, a figure broke through the window and rolled in.

“dad!”

Dean, who was kneeling on the ground, exclaimed in surprise.

The man came was a windy middle-aged man. The man was tall and sturdy, wearing a jacket and dirty jeans underneath, holding a gun coldly and facing Mary.

The person here is Dean and Sam’s father, John Winchester.

Originally, he and his friends were hunting down a group of vampires hundreds of kilometers away. After receiving a call from Sam, he gave up the task and hurried back. It happened that Benny drove into Angerville Manor. The two followed Benny quietly and had been observing outside for a while.

Mary was not nervous and shouted at the broken window

“Since it’s here, how come only one person comes in?”

After a while, another figure walked in through the door and stood with John.

“Uncle Bobby!”

Dean was even more surprised, and shouted at the visitor.

Bobby smiled at Dean, then drew his gun at the TC behind Mary, and smiled.

“Sorry, I’m used to walking the door.”

“Bobby Singer, John Winchester.” Mary’s face changed slightly and she shouted harshly.

John held the gun and walked slowly to Dean’s side. He quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Dean was beaten miserably and that he was not abnormal.

“Marian Gavill, I didn’t expect you to hide here.” John said in disgust.

“Calling Mary the name is simply the biggest insult to it!”

Mary was furious, wringing the handkerchief severely, and Dean immediately rolled on the ground in pain, but this time, he didn’t shout out loudly, just gritted his teeth and let out an uncontrollable muffled grunt.

Benny’s right hand glowed white again, and his arm waved, and the light enveloped Dean, driving away the curse on him.

“Kill him! Jesse!”

Mary screamed.

Jesse froze, walked to Dean tremblingly, raised his head, and looked at Benny beggingly.

Mary’s face changed, she turned around and grabbed the wooden box and rummaged in it.

Benny took the first step and used arcane purification to drive out the curse on Jesse.