Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Crowley did not continue to wait for the cherubim’s grind, black wings pushed the air current that did not belong to this World, dragging her body to the center of the cemetery.

If Zac and Seth, two people who will be seen by the world, need to join the battle, then they must consider whether they will be caught. At this time when everyone is having dinner, it is very suitable. If it is too late, heaven knows whether there will be strange people who will take’walking to the cemetery for food’ as a habit, and inexplicably enter the scene that should not be entered.

According to Zac’s habit of caring about citizenship so much, and Fiend’s hatred of the devil, Crowley decided not to trouble herself.

“If you like the job of sending them back to hell so much, I can help you.” The fallen angel stood before the tumbling flames, and the black wings stirred, bright on the edge of the floating and trembling feathers The fire star is injected with flames.

As if oil was poured into the fire, the bursting flame suddenly expanded, rolling and spreading all around! The innocent loyal dogs exuding ink mist were swallowed by flames sobbing!

Don’t think that this whimper is a miserable howl, maybe before, now, this flame is given by their owner. These low IQ dog slaves are expressing great honor and refreshment with sobs. It’s a pity that they can’t get more’gifts’ from their masters. After the flames passed, these Hellhounds turned into a thick black mist and sank under the ground.

Under the bright moon, the flames have dissipated, and the loyal dogs finally whimpered and disappeared. A man with his face covered in gray beard stood on the flat open space.

His eyes are muddy, his body is hung with ragged singles, and he doesn’t even have shoes. His bare feet were on the ground, and black stains covered his insteps. This is the lawful cherub of St. Bishop.

Want to know why this is? Because people, because people have their own inherent prejudices, infinitely expand the role of angels.

This situation is the same as that of the philanthropists in the city. While they have both reputation and power and respect for money, the police who really maintain order are complaining that their wages are too low. In danger, it is rare to be appreciated. Feel it.

“You look terrible.” Crowley looked at the person in front of her, without any expression on her face.

“You dont belong here, prisoner, I will send you back.” Cherubbs smudged face also showed no expression. He stretched out his hands, the tips of his broad and thick palms, and his nails. Full of black dirt, little fire stars began to gather between his palms.

“Are you serious?” Crowley’s mouth twitched slightly, and the smile turned into a sarcasm before it spread. “Are you not even a little reminiscence? At least, you are worth it I know your name. Im Crowley, if you care.”

“I dont care. You dont deserve my name. You are just a prisoner who shouldnt show up.” The cherubim’s body is not strong, it can be said to be thin, but his wide frame and thick palms give people the illusion that they will belong to a strong person.

If you look closely, you will find that the thick palms are covered with thick calluses. In the distant past, people fought with swords and possessed a pair of hands full of calluses. It was a delusion about warriors and a comfort that could bring people a sense of security.

Who doesn’t want to keep the glory of the past. It’s just that the cherubim seems to be able to retain this now.

“Isn’t it worth it?” Crowley’s sarcasm changed again, becoming, well, sad.

The vampire Zach has already curled his mouth. At this time, like anyone watching a show, Zach began to yearn for his’popcorn’ and the square wine bottle was raised.

“We fought together and depended on each other.” Crowley’s gaze fell in the muddy eyes of the cherubim, “Then we fought each other as real enemies. You won, you now The foundation of the world has been laid. Dont I deserve your respect if I lose? (The history of cherubim is explained in Chapter 17. Cherubim threw fallen angels into hell and became demons in the angel war. People.)

I dont know which sentence touched the cherub. The fire star in his palm froze, “You are not worthy not because you lose, but because you are guilty.”

“What’s the crime?!” Crowley actually took the initiative to take a step forward. She was obviously irritated. The golden wristband tightly tied to her wrist was pushed by the raised hand, making a soft metal clamor.” After such a long time! Look at yourself! Who is the sinner! Who pushed those incompetent humans to the top of the world! Who made you what you are now!”

Cherub The bare shoulders twitched, and the fire star in the palm continued to gather. If the cherubim is willing to think about these issues, then he should establish his own religion like Papa Midnight, instead of becoming the lawful of the Holy Lord!

Remember what Zach taught Zach in front of Crowley? Regarding the ranks of alien races, the vampire unspokenly placed the soul alien races at the bottom. It used to be that way, everything used to be equal, that was an era when even vampires did not exist.

“Why do you want to persecute this friend?” Zach couldn’t help but join. The best scenes require interaction. Even more how, he hasn’t watched it yet, and the play seems to be over, “Crowley, you don’t admit it now, you should stay here willingly.” Zach put his hand down Bibi, face With a chuckle.

“I’m not your friend!” Cherubim suddenly glared at Zach. Unlike facing Crowley’s peace, he seems to have a natural aversion to vampires, “You, don’t come near here. , This has nothing to do with you.”

Zac raised his eyebrows, not at all, was offended, he stopped just stepping forward, and raised his hands to signal, “Dont do this, after all, we are all the same belief system , We should show due respect to our respective positions.” Zach’s eyes were squinted. If an angel could be present, the scene would be even better!

“Don’t confuse us! Vampires!” Cherub glared at Zach, “You don’t deserve it!”

“Oh, really?” Zach smiled and looked. towards Cherub, “You should be able to see that I still have my soul, although it is already in tatters. Your statement will make my ancestors who have completely lost their souls sad.”

“The sin is flowing in your blood!” Cherubim stared at the vampire, “You will live in punishment forever! Get out of here! Vampire! Your punishment has been judged, and you are an immortal prisoner. , You are not my duty! Dont show up in front of me anymore!”

Everyone should remember how much a soul-focused religion is, so they can think of the most severe punishment is to deprive the soul. So, today, after countless times, we have our vampire-Zachary Grande.

If the cherubim still has such a trace of respect for the fallen angels facing the fallen angels, it would be a complete contempt for vampires, you see.