According to the description in the "Exorcism Ceremony" sold publicly by the church, this should be one of the lowest demons, the horned dog demon.
It seems that the "spiritual wanderer" is not lying. He is really a quantum magician. He actually summoned the devil to my home through the Internet!
Harry understood this and felt a little bitter in his mouth.
The exorcism ritual she had been dreaming about could finally begin.
But when she saw such a strange scene, she felt a bit like Mr. Ye.
"It's too much to show off. I should at least listen to the Wanderer and prepare holy water and a cross in advance - well, I have a cross!"
"Ouch!" The dog demon cut off its lips, split its mouth to the base of its ears, and could fit a human mouth into it. It whistled an evil wind and pounced on Harley, who was thinking wildly.
Facing this attack, Harley was stunned for a moment.
Because her movements were slower than expected, she could easily capture the opponent's movements.
Subconsciously, she jumped on the spot and kicked her left foot from bottom to top.
The whole process was as clear as slow motion, and Harley accurately kicked the dog demon in the jaw.
"Bang!"
The long mouth suddenly closed, and the sharp black teeth were as sharp as small daggers, even piercing the lower jaw, and the Cracked Dog Demon flew back again.
"So weak? His speed and strength are not even as good as that fighting master Ma Long."
Harley was amused, pulled out a baseball bat from the storage compartment under the counter, and took the initiative to greet it.
"Bang!" The roaring rip dog was knocked away again, like a baseball.
His head was completely deflated.
The living room was cramped, so Harley simply threw away the baseball bat, dodged the third crazy attack, and then stretched out her right hand with lightning speed to grab the dog's hind legs.
Throw it hard, "BOOM!"
The floor shook.
Before it could whimper, Harley inserted his left hand into its neck and pinned it to the ground. With his right hand, he made a fist like a hammer and punched the dog demon on the head one after another.
“Bang bang bang—bang!”
After only three punches, his head, which had been crushed by the baseball, suddenly exploded.
Harley looked at her hands stained with sticky blood and felt a little dumbfounded.
"Dead? Huh——"
She lowered her head, and the cross on her chest became warm, and through the wool sweater, there seemed to be a faint golden glow.
"Ding dong, ding dong..." The messages that kept refreshing on the computer screen at the counter woke up Harry who was in a daze.
Then, she noticed that the electric bars no longer flickered, and the world was freed from the decay of black and white and restored to color.
"Shit, the body is melting?!"
As the "underworld" world recedes, the dog demon can no longer exist in the material world and begins to melt into corpse water at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Harley really wanted to leave something behind, not to mention trophies, at least she could show off in front of Bruce and Kitty in the future.
Somehow, she quickly took off the big cross from her neck and used it as a dagger to cut off the dog demon's horn.
She didn't know why she did this. The cross was obviously not sharp.
Something strange happened.
She poked and cut randomly with the big cross, and actually pried off a small horn from the broken skull, while the horn on the other side was like a baby-faced ice cream on the windowsill in summer, melting into a smelly juice.
It stinks so much.
Harley rinsed her hands and horns with tap water and mopped the floor with a bucket, but there was always a strong smell that was worse than Selina's stinky feet that she hadn't washed in a week.
While she was pinching her nose and suffering, she suddenly thought of the holy water in the chapel - the spring water that had been salted and blessed by "Sister Diana" and was placed at the door. When the believers entered the house, they dipped their right middle fingers in the holy water and rubbed it on their foreheads and shoulders.
Make the sign of the cross.
It must be explained that this holy water was not created randomly by Harley by slapping her forehead.
She has the formula and materials provided by the Anglican Church - spring water from an unknown mountain and holy salt that smells like herbs.
Add salt to the water in proportion.
Then there is the priest’s blessing—putting Harry’s cross in and reciting a verse asking for God’s blessing.
This is not a complete ceremony. Only after many believers "make offerings" can it be the "exorcism holy water" recognized by the church.
Well, it is said that it can exorcise evil spirits.
The effect depends entirely on the will and belief of the priest who uses it.
"Bah, bah, bah..." The liquid that had been somewhat turbid by the believer's touch was splashed on the ground where the corpse of the dog demon flowed, and tiny "soap bubbles" immediately appeared.
The dirty odor gradually became lighter and eventually disappeared.
"Holy shit, even the holy water blessed by my fake nun will work?!"
Harry looked at his cross, it might have been working silently.
After cleaning up the stench, Harley dug out a Coke bottle from the trash basket, rinsed it with tap water, put the remaining holy water in it like a treasure, and placed it in the freezer.
After finishing all this, she sat back in front of the computer.
Spirit Realm Wanderer is still online, but has not sent a message for more than ten minutes, but it has accumulated seventy or eighty unread messages.
"Hey, Sister, what are you doing? How did you get the ceremony to be completed?"
There are countless "?" and anxious emoticons behind it.
"Oh God, the ritual is completed, and the devil has responded to the call. Sister, were you lying to me before? You have never exorcised the devil at all?"
"Hey, nun, are you dead? Shit, you're a Muggle pretending to be a boss, what are you going to do now?"
"Damn it, why don't nuns install cameras!!" (ps)
"Oh my God, this random summoning actually brought out the most terrifying second-ring demon, the Horned Dog Demon! The nun is dead. Oh my god, why are you pretending to be an exorcist nun!!!!"
...
After that it was all complaints, curses and a little bit of self-blame.
"What are you shouting? It's so noisy!" with an impatient expression.
"What? Sister, you're not dead????" Added an excited expression.
"It's just a horned dog demon... I'm a warrior nun who has exploded the head of the Three Palaces." In order to show that she was calm and indifferent, Harley did not send an emoji.
There was silence on the other side for a while.
"I don't believe you have seen the Three Palaces. Mortals can't look directly at that kind of existence. But you can kill the Horned Dog Demon. Although it takes a long time and requires a hard battle, it's not bad."
"Did you see the 'hard fight' in that eye? I blew its head off with three fucking punches. The reason why it took some time was because I had to clean up and deal with the devil's horns."
"You're bragging!" The other party seemed very excited and sent several messages in succession.
"Devils that enter the material world can only be expelled, not killed."
"Devil horns are difficult to preserve!
For hundreds of years, wizards have summoned demons that could fill the Staples Center (home of the Lakers), but there are only a handful of demon horns on the market.
Unless you have a special demon summoning circle.
But the Horned Dog Demon was summoned by me, it was the most common demon summoning, and the sacrifice was only a cat."
"Look what this is." Harley took a photo with a Sony camera and sent it.
"Well, it looks pretty decent, but it's a pity that you can't deceive me."
"Look carefully at the patterns on it! Or is this your first time seeing the real thing?"
Harley passed over with a look of disdain.
"This..." Wanderer was a little unsure, "I know an outstanding exorcist master from England. Do you mind if I send him the photo?"
"You've proven your quantum magic, and I'd love for you and your friends to join my inner circle." Harley boasted.
After a while, someone else asked to be added as a friend.
The name is very strange, it's actually called "Mucosa".
Before Harley could say a word, Mucosa directly stated that he wanted to buy her devil horns.
"Are you sure it's true?"
Harry was a little surprised that the great quantum magician didn't recognize him before.
"Of course, I am an expert and I can recognize it at a glance. Can I get it for $200?"
"Since you are an expert, you should understand its rarity. How can you justify $200?"
"It's not rare, but it's just that it's difficult for ordinary people to kill demons, and the horns of low-level demons are useless by themselves." Mucosa said.
"It's useless. What do you want for it?"
"Since you are an expert, I won't deceive you with lies. Devil's horns can make dead people talk, which is very cool. It can be called a powerful tool for picking up girls.
As Britain's number one exorcist detective, I have to make a name for myself, do you understand?"
understood.
I also need to show off and build a reputation, and I won’t sell it for any money.
"Let Wanderer summon a few more demons, and you kill them and take the horns." Harley said.
"That will cause a backlash from hell. Oh my God, are you just getting started? Doesn't that mean you are a veteran?"
Harry was a little embarrassed. As expected, it was easy to cheat, but it was difficult to deceive in person, especially when the other party was a veteran.
"I am a nun and I have only exorcised demons. How could I take the initiative to summon demons?!!!"
Harley really wanted to turn on her voice so that the other party could hear her awe-inspiring and righteous words.
"Let's chat in the group!" At this time, Wanderer sent a message.
"Don't pretend to be masters, we are all self-learners of magic, and we are barely even apprentices.
Without inheritance, each person’s knowledge has limitations, so we look for people with similar ideas on the Internet.”
This is an honest statement.
"OK, you pull me in." Harley said.
"Do you agree that you have to use your real name after joining the group?" Wanderer asked.
"You've hacked into my computer and you still don't know my identity?"
"Well, if you don't agree, I won't reveal your identity to them."
As soon as she entered the group, Harley was stunned.
There were not many people, only seven including her, but she actually knew one of them.
John Constantine!
"Constantine, are you the British 'mucosa'?"
The Englishman, Constantine, probably has no chance of running away.
"Do you know what the mucous membrane represents?" Constantine asked.
"Is there something wrong with your brain mucosa?" Harley complained.
"You don't even know about the famous Mucous Band. You are indeed an ignorant American." Constantine laughed.
"Okay, John, there are a lot of stupid Americans here! Besides, your Mucous Band has long since disbanded. From its inception to its end, they only released one single," Judith said.
The mucous membrane is Constantine, the spiritual wanderer is Richie, in addition to Judith, Chas, Benjamin, and Gary (ps).
Chas, Benjamin and Gary are not online.
Judith was very enthusiastic, and with her introduction, Hallie got a rough understanding of several people's careers and current situations.
Constantine and Chas have been good friends since childhood. When they were teenagers, they formed a band called "Mucous Membrane", and Constantine was also the lead singer.
They often performed in nightclubs and bars, but unfortunately their talent was limited and they gradually couldn't get any work. The members went their separate ways and the band announced its disbandment. Both of them became unemployed and made a living by exorcising demons and cheating money.
Judith's family is relatively wealthy, she has a leisurely job, and she is keen on collecting various meditation methods.
Rich is an engineer who uses the company's equipment to study his own quantum magic while working.
Gary is similar to Constantine, a musician and amateur wizard.