Flying Milk

Traditional exorcism: holy water, a priest's useless babble, and the need to know the demon's true name—it's just too much hassle.
The innovated exorcism:
["You demon spawn, eat my laser weapon!"]
["Flagship, do you see that demon?"]
["Main star-annihilating cannon, charge up!"]
["Fire the cannon, and let it blast the hell out of them!"]
"Oh? Who said all Exorcists were pushovers?"]

The Heavily Armed Exorcist in America

"Are you saying that you saw Miraje getting stabbed on the spikes, and then a woman crawled out of his pocket? She even teleported into your car to stop you from pressing the accelerator?" At the Elko Police Station, two police officers were questioning the distressed Martin.


"Yes, I wasn't seeing things!" Martin firmly nodded his head. He could even swear on his deceased grandfather's name that he was absolutely not lying!


But obviously, the officers at the Elko Police Station scoffed at this statement. After all, how could a woman crawl out of a tiny pocket in clothing? And even teleport? This guy must have watched too many horror movies, or smoked too much weed, damaging his brain.


Sitting on a chair, Chen Yu was sipping hot water provided by an officer who had also thoughtfully draped a warming blanket over Chen Yu, making him somewhat amused.


He didn't feel that cold, so why would they give him a blanket?


Chapter 63: Returning to New York