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The Heavily Armed Exorcist in America

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?"]

Flying Milk · Urbain
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281 Chs

Chapter 65: Lost Memories?

"Chen, what's wrong?" Rebecca poked Chen Yu's hand, sensing that something was off.

Chen Yu shook his head, not saying much. His gaze fell upon a maneki-neko on the counter; promptly, he excused himself to settle the bill and, in passing, caressed the beckoning cat. In the next second, Chen Yu's vision blurred, and before long, he realized everything in front of him had changed.

Chen Yu found himself standing in a dilapidated restaurant. He saw a mirror, but instead of his own reflection, it was Liu Sang's.

"Interesting... this restaurant contains lost memories?" Chen Yu's interest was piqued.

What's more, he was experiencing it firsthand. The only issue was he couldn't speak or move; he could only experience Liu Sang's past life in first person.

At that moment, noise came from the door.