I'm a spy in the film

Chapter 203 Ghost Fetus

Just as Bourne and Father Chelsea were rushing to the haunted house, a pregnant woman was lying on the ground in the basement, groaning in pain.

Beside her, Hans, wearing a silver-gray suit, held her hand tightly, kept saying comforting words, and wiped the sweat from the woman's forehead with a handkerchief in his hand from time to time.

Next to them, Kate, wearing a pair of silver brass knuckles provided by the FBI, was confronting a circle of ghosts in front of her.

Just now, two impatient ghosts tried to bypass Kate and reach the pregnant woman from both sides, but Kate punched them on the forehead, causing their brains to burst and they took a long time to recover.

"Little girl, I know that thing in your hand is made of silver. We can't withstand a punch from you, but look carefully, that woman is about to give birth. Without the doctor's help, she will definitely die! We just want to help her give birth to the baby!"

The one who spoke was an old woman with a sinister face standing among the ghosts, and it was obvious that these ghosts were all listening to her.

Kate: “Woo-woo-woo!”

Old woman: “?”

"She said you were lying and she wouldn't listen!"

Hans, who was half squatting on one knee, kindly translated.

Old woman: "I don't know who you are or why you broke into my house, but you are in my way now. If you don't leave, I will kill you and trap you here forever, unable to go anywhere!"

"Aha, dear lady, we don't want to know who you are. We only know that we have to protect the people in this house from harm, and you are obviously not one of them!"

Hans said in a mocking tone.

After saying this, he looked provocatively at the ghosts surrounding the basement and continued:

"Poor woman, when my great master arrives, you poor fellows will be eliminated. Cherish the last bit of time you have in this world!"

The old woman was so angry that she was shaking all over. If possible, she would like to skin and rip off this guy who spoke with an obvious Italian accent, but she couldn't do it.

What she is best at is bewitchment and setting up magic circles; physical combat is not her strong point.

Just when she was at a loss, a faint wave began to spread in the basement.

The old woman narrowed her eyes, as if she was feeling something. Suddenly, her eyes widened and a look of ecstasy appeared on her face.

Around her, the group of ghosts and earthbound spirits that originally looked like human beings seemed to be stimulated by something. Their eyes all glowed red, and their bodies swelled up as if they were blown, becoming larger, with curls of black smoke coming out of them.

If these ghosts still maintained their human appearance before, now they have truly transformed into evil ghosts.

The human side of those eyes completely disappeared, and they were filled with a desire for flesh and blood and hatred for life.

Dozens of cold and bloodthirsty gazes made Hans, who had become a cold-blooded creature, feel his hair stand on end. He almost jumped up. Even Kate, who had been quite resolute, seemed to be furious. Her eyes were wide open and her small white teeth were clenched tightly in her mouth.

"Fuck me!"

The old woman spat out the order coldly.

A group of evil spirits stretched their faces, revealed their terrifying big mouths, and pounced towards the three people on the ground.

"It's over! Oh God, save me, Master!"

Hans closed his eyes.

"Meow!"

Kate screamed, her body hesitated, and was about to be ejected.

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from behind the ghosts: "Evil demons, retreat!"

Then, a human-shaped sun rushed into the center of the ghosts, radiating dazzling light from his body, blinding all the people and ghosts alike, unable to open their eyes.

This human-shaped sun swung his palms, split his legs, punched and kicked, tearing into pieces any ghost that dared to block his way.

He was like a tank rushing into a flock of sheep, completely unreasonable. Any ghost that encountered him would be torn into pieces by five horses as the best outcome. Most of the ghosts that were directly illuminated by the strong light in his palm did not even have time to scream before they turned into smoke and disappeared on the spot.

The old woman was standing in the center. When she looked back, she was also slapped in the face. All her teeth were knocked out. Her whole body spun 720 degrees in the air before landing. She fainted when she landed.

In less than a minute, the situation in the entire basement changed completely.

In the room that was originally filled with ghosts, now there was not a single ghost left, only living people were left.

In addition to the villain old woman who was slapped unconscious, there were two people lying on the ground. One was a pregnant woman with a bulging belly who was already semi-conscious; the other was a middle-aged man with a big bump on the back of his head and was unconscious.

These two must be the couple living here, but didn't they say they have a daughter? Where is she?

"Master, when we arrived here, a girl opened the door for us. We said we wanted to save a couple living here, and she gave us directions.

I can't sense any living breath from that girl, so she must be a ghost, or maybe the daughter you mentioned."

Hans held the pregnant woman's hand and wiped the cold sweat from her head while explaining to Bourne. Kate nodded in agreement.

Before Bourne could reply, Father Chelsea, who was lagging behind and unable to move, spoke first. He glanced at Hans and asked, "Are you a vampire?"

Then, without waiting for Hans to reply, he lifted up the corner of his robe, trotted over to the pregnant woman, took out the cross, pointed it at the pregnant woman's belly, and recited a short passage of scripture.

As he chanted, the pregnant woman's expression became more and more painful, and gradually, a palm print appeared on her belly.

This palm print is only the size of a baby's hand, and it appears from the inside, just as if there is a palm in the pregnant woman's belly supporting the belly.

That look was both weird and terrifying. An ordinary person would surely have nightmares for days after seeing it.

But no one present was an ordinary person, and everyone had a frown on their face.

Well, only half of the people have a rough idea of ​​what this means, and the other half are completely confused.

"It's actually a ghost fetus. This is going to be difficult to deal with!" The first person to speak was Hans.

He then released the pregnant woman's hand with regret and said to Bourne, "Master, she can't be saved."

Father Chelsea also stood up and wiped the sweat from his head. He had just rushed into the basement after Bourne, and just saw Bourne exterminating the ghosts with great power. He didn't even have time to catch his breath before he came to check on the pregnant woman. Although he felt sorry for her, he said helplessly:

“May her soul rest in peace.”

"She won't rest in peace," Hans retorted scathingly, "A woman who gives birth to a ghost baby will definitely go to hell. This is a more serious sin than adultery and is unforgivable!"

Father Chelsea said nothing, but lowered his eyes and made the sign of the cross on his chest.

"What ghost baby? What crime? Explain it clearly!"

Bourne glared at Hans and said.

"Yes, Master." Hans glanced at the pregnant woman on the ground and explained honestly:

"A ghost fetus is a hybrid child born from the union of two races that are both homogeneous and mutually exclusive, like a vampire and a werewolf, a human and a ghost, an angel and a demon.

The birth of such a baby requires very harsh conditions, and often only one out of a hundred will succeed.

However, once such babies are born, they will grow rapidly and their talents are astonishingly high.

There is a legend that such babies are rejected by heaven and earth, so their birth will bring blood and disaster to the world.

Mothers who give birth to such babies will, without exception, die early because the babies take away all their nutrition and vitality, and their deaths will lead to the birth of disasters, so the mothers' souls will be severely punished and will never recover."

"Is there any way? The pregnant woman hasn't died yet. Is it too late to send her to the hospital?"

Bourne demanded.

At this time, Father Chelsea finally spoke.

"It's useless. No matter how strong the mother was before her death, or how well-nourished she was, the ghost fetus will never stop robbing her. The more adequate the preparation, the stronger the ghost fetus will be, unless..."