Tossing overnight.

Everyone was not sleepy. It was just dawn and Mrs. Caroline began to work in the kitchen to make breakfast.

Bacon, slightly burnt toast bread, and a cup of hot coffee.

Classic American breakfast.

The daughters of the Bolang family sat around the table, full of energy and laughter.

The Asian little brother Drew sat next to Andrea and told about the supernatural events he had encountered. It was also a chat, but the two obviously had more feelings in their eyes.

To alleviate the fright from last night.

Roger proposed to take the girls out for ice cream during the day.

A happier atmosphere suddenly appeared in front of the dining table.

Caroline made the last fried egg, and seemed to be exhausted, and said with a haggard face, "I have to take a nap. I haven't had a good sleep for several nights..."

Ed said, "Go and have some rest, there's me and Lorraine."

"Is it really OK?"

Compared to everyone's relaxed and pleasantness, Mrs. Warren, who was sitting alone at the table, looked not very good-looking.

Cole was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a newspaper from yesterday in his hand.

He saw everything happening at the dining table.

It seems that the direction of the movie plot has not changed much.

As expected, when Roger and the girls left and Lorene were drying the sheets outside, Bassheba would show his true identity for the first time.

He picked up the coffee, and the bitter taste made him frown.

Easy free time always passes quickly.

Cole, who was covered with newspapers on his face, pretending to be sleeping, saw Loreen coming out of the laundry room with a basin of clothes.

Is it finally coming?

Take out the concentrated medicine and drink a small sip in case of emergency.

Put down the newspaper and follow Mrs. Warren out of the haunted house.

Originally, he could have told the Warren and his wife about the devil possessing Caroline at noon today and let them take more precautions.

But doing so would not be in line with his original intention of coming to the world of soul-summoning.

The mission goal is to survive all employees, and there is no mandatory requirement for injury or disability.

Therefore, it is completely unimportant to kill Basheba.

The sun is particularly bright at noon.

Relying on the pillar at the door, the wind chime above my head was silent. From a distance, I saw the Warren and his wife showing their love and love while putting on the bed sheet. Cole's right hand was placed on the gun holster.

Um...

To be honest, who doesn’t envy such a passionate romantic relationship?

After eating the dog food, Ed finally turned and left, going to the garage to repair Roger's broken Chevrolet.

When the first ray of wind blows the dead leaves on the ground.

A large cloud of clouds came from a distance.

Immediately afterwards.

The wind chime jingled and the strong wind suddenly rose.

The white sheets hanging on the drying rope are like evil spirits with teeth and claws.

Desiring to choose people.

It was also at this moment.

It was already noon when he pulled it out. Cole, who was always ready to shoot, smelled an extremely strong and stinking smell without any warning.

Immediately afterwards, a whisper from the devil sounded quietly in his ears.

Just like rusty iron sheets rubbing together, laughter is like a puppet making a shriveled and deep creaking sound.

The chaotic whisper, like a red soldering iron, passed through his soul again and again.

"Everyone... has to die, huh... huh..."

In the distance, seeing everything Lorraine Warren was almost frightened and almost suffocated.

Recalling Cole's previous warning, he dropped the sheets in his hand and ran towards Cole, shouting in dismay, "Ed, Ed! Cole! It's standing in front of you!"

At this moment.

Cole saw a woman wearing a dirty white nightgown, disheveled hair, and like a mummy corpse, showing a mocking and disdainful smile to him.

He even put his face to his ears.

"The next one is you."

After saying that, Basheba dragged the thick hemp rope around his neck and walked inside step by step.

In the world of soul-summoning, no mortal can remain calm when facing the erosion of the devil.

Nor can Lorraine Warren, who has the Seventh Vision.

But Basheba didn't know who it was threatening at this moment.

A quasi-witch hunter who graduated from the Royal Demon Hunter Academy of the Mengxi Empire.

The basic courses starting from the first grade are to let them accept the intrusion and oppression of the first-level devils every day.

Natural resistance, and concentration agents are assisted by the side.

In addition to being quite surprised by the change in the plot direction, Cole was not fluctuating in his heart, and even felt that the sensory feedback brought by the devil for the first time was worthy of reference for future actions.

Basheba's figure was erratic.

Like a stuck video, a breathing time suddenly disappeared from Cole, stopping in the direction of the stairs, turning back, the empty eyes on the hideous face stared at the noon that Cole held in his hand, mocking, disdainful, as if saying, 'I'm here, come and hit me, come and come.'

The devil's low laughter kept echoing in the haunted house.

"Mr. Cole, I..."

He stopped Mrs. Warren, skillfully took out a wrinkled cigarette from the pocket of her coat, and threw it into her mouth with the same technique as Brother Crow.

“Bassheba.”

When he lowered his head and said the devil's real name.

The dirty back, which was parked at the entrance of the stairs, suddenly turned around and stared at him.

Mrs. Warren and Ed, who had arrived after hearing the sound, suddenly heard Cole telling the devil's real name, and his expression was extremely shocked for a moment!

When the exorcist under the Vatican Church holds an exorcist ceremony, he needs to use various means to force the possessed devil to say its real name.

In this way, the exorcists can use the name of God to fight the devil back to hell.

But this does not mean that you can achieve your goal by knowing your real name.

Usually, the devil's real name contains extremely strong dark power, just like a spell, and those who recite the real name are more like summoning than exorcism.

Just like the cliché saying, ‘When you stare at the abyss, the abyss is staring at you too.’

During the exorcist ceremony, the exorcist dared to say the devil's real name, but just replaced the person who stared at the abyss with God. Well... the gaze of a real big shot.

When he took a look, even the abyss could only clamp his tail and be a human being.

I absolutely dare not force myself to lie.

So, in the eyes of the Warren couple, Cole is seeking death at this time!

Suddenly.

The devil's twitching sounded in the haunted house.

Every furniture and every floor, whine that is unbearable under the supernatural power.

And the witch hunter Cole Walker, the initiator of all this.

At this time, I was still looking for a lighter all over my body.

"Ed...oh, I almost forgot that you don't smoke."

"Mr. Cole!"

"Stay calm, just a small scene, don't panic."

The only psychic, Lorraine Warren, was already scared by what happened in the room and was sweating all over.

Those evil spirits who were enslaved by Basheba and described as terrifying appeared one after another.

She hugged Ed's arm tightly.

Because the soul is too exposed to dark power, it is cold and bone-broken, and the feeling of her body being frozen makes her unable to say a word in full.

It's almost time to see the situation.

The moment when the odor that permeates the air appears again.

Cole, who seemed unprepared, suddenly sneered and raised his gun and shot!

Tsk.

The bait is salty when the hook is straight, is there any fish that are caught?
Chapter completed!