Jessica initially thought that her sincere prayers had invoked God's help, and she quickly knelt down, reciting Bible Truth, thanking God for His assistance.
Seeing this, Sun Yan, who was in the know, didn't say much.
For a clergy member like Jessica to believe it was the manifestation of God was the best situation.
This way, she wouldn't suspect the graveyard, otherwise, if the church thought there was a problem with the graveyard, it might turn the target on him, which would be very troublesome for Sun Yan.
The greed of Westerners has been proven by history to everyone long ago.
If people knew his graveyard offered a chance to enter Hell, it would undoubtedly stir up a storm in North America.
"Jackson, how should we deal with those skeleton horses?" Sosia asked.
The undead knights who just broke into the graveyard totaled seven, four of their skeleton horses were killed along with the knights by the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear.
Now only three remain intact, surviving, and with the end of Bloody Sunday, these three hell-bred skeleton horses were also left in the graveyard.
Looking at them, clad in heavy armor, hooves ablaze, bodies of bones and eyes of eerie fire.
If not properly handled, seeing them would undoubtedly cause no small trouble for ordinary people.
"Let's keep them in the graveyard and raise them, they look quite cool. It would be a pity to kill them,"
Sun Yan walked to a skeleton horse, stroked the saddle, and couldn't help but said excitedly.
When he was a child, watching Hollywood movies like Ghost Rider, he had a special fondness for the skeleton horses and thought riding one of these out would be cool and impressive.
Now that he really encountered a skeleton horse, he must keep it as a mount.
Riding this for exorcism in the future is much more impressive than driving a Ford pickup.
"Mr. Jackson, it's apparent you're a very capable exorcist. I've received a particularly troublesome exorcism commission recently. Tackling it alone is a bit daunting. I was wondering if you're available recently? If you help me, I can share half the commission with you,"
said Mr. Roken as he holstered the revolver and approached Sun Yan.
"Let's talk inside. I happened to have some drinking supplies ready, we can drink and chat, as a celebration for surviving this ordeal,"
laughed Sun Yan. "Sosia, could you kindly help tie up those skeleton horses with some ropes so they don't run off?"
With a commission knocking on the door, he definitely wouldn't refuse a moneymaking venture.
This time surviving Bloody Sunday, Sun Yan relied entirely on the help from True Monarch Erlang and the power of the Demon-Slaying Crossbow Tower.
This instilled in Sun Yan a strong sense of crisis, and to avoid being defenseless if another Bloody Sunday occurred,
he decided to earn more money and build ten more Demon-Slaying Crossbow Towers in his graveyard.
This way, no matter how many demons invaded, Sun Yan could ensure they would never return.
To have such luxurious defenses, he must earn more money to buy more gold for materials.
Having returned safely from Hell to the real world, everyone involved felt much relieved.
Except for Sister Jessica, who couldn't drink, Sun Yan, Sosia, Elise, and Roken each poured themselves a drink to vent the recent tension and fear.
"Mr. Roken, tell us what the commission is," Sun Yan asked, sipping vodka while clicking his tongue.
The liquor was too strong; he typically wouldn't have much of it.
Roken swirled his glass and gulped it down in one go: "I mentioned before when I met Miss Jessica, I was hunting an enchanting demon in a New York hotel,
This is a recent exorcism event harming many ordinary people in New York City, with an enchanting demon hiding in New York. She goes out at night, seducing men and then draining their life force or even souls,
Over twenty innocent victims have succumbed to the demon's hands so far, including the son of Moore Hagen, CEO of Hagen Pharmaceuticals, whose assets amount to billions, The rightful source is novel✦fire.net
To avenge his son, Moore Hagen issued a bounty to all exorcists in New York City. Whoever kills the enchanting demon and brings back its head would earn a million US Dollars in reward."
Roken placed his glass down and looked at Jessica beside him, speaking with genuine sorrow: "I was just seconds away from killing that enchanting demon when everything went wrong after bumping into Miss Jessica. My million dollars vanished into thin air. Do you know how long I tracked that enchanting demon?"
Roken spoke with such grievance that Jessica felt a bit guilty, lowering her head to apologize: "I'm truly sorry."
"A million US Dollars!"
Sun Yan's eyes instantly lit up, as if countless green bills were waving to him.
This was an amount Sun Yan wouldn't even dare to dream of, even sharing it with Roken, he could still get half a million US Dollars.
From another perspective, since Sun Yan knew this information, he could simply hunt the enchanting demon himself. Why split with Roken?
Perhaps sensing what Sun Yan was thinking, Roken immediately said: "That enchanting demon is adept at hiding, exorcists in New York City have spent months trying to catch her without any progress,