Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

“I’m sorry, I’m afraid I can’t do what you want.” Zach never begrudged his respect, he bent slightly and saluted the sad cherubim. “This is my city, I live here, I won’t leave.”

The vampire lifted his waist, his squinted eyes looked towards Crowley, the fallen angels face was disappointed The expressions occupy. Cherubs are not a species that can be seen at will. Their number may be less than the limited merchandise on Liszt Street. The chance encounter at this time obviously reveals the reason for their scarcity.

They do not accept any persuasion, and insist on implementing their own rules. As a result, it is not Crowley, not Zac, who will leave this World forever, not Seth, who has drawn a silver dagger engraved with various patterns, but himself.

“Crowley, before I start, I still have problems.” Zach looked at Crowley’s right hand that Crowley had emptied, the faint light and shadow were condensing, the distant age, the types of weapons Not much, this fallen angel is obviously a sword-wielding guy.

Zachs face was a little helpless, “But it is obvious that Cherubim will not say a word to me again, Crowley, as grace, is it an ally.” Zach chuckled, “You I need to ask why he came here and why he is only beginning to carry out her accusations.”

Crowley has been paying attention to the shift of Cherubs eyes to Zach, a problem left over from history. To make her forget these two issues, her virtual right hand stretched out, and the condensed light and shadow dissipated. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath like an anthropomorphism, and his blue eyes looked towards the cherubim whose palms were already blazing.

Cherub is such a person, even if you say these things about him in front of him. He doesn’t care, because he has his own’height’, and he doesn’t care what the low-level vampires are saying.

“Cherubb, fighting is inevitable.” Crowley looked at Cherubim, “How about leaving the necessary information for the winning side before our side wins or loses.”

“I don’t have any information I want to know from you.” Cherubim said calmly. Look, he has acquiesced that his’justice’ will win. This is an unreasonable species.

“You are wrong.” Crowley shook her head with sadness on her face. She didn’t know if it was for the cherubim’s heart or the existence of cherubim, “At least I can give you a list, The Gate of Hell has been opened, and I am not the only or the last demon to come to this World. If I lose, I am also impossible to come back. At least, I can tell my former comrades who he will face.”

“It doesn’t matter.” The cherubim’s stain-covered forehead wrinkled, “I will send them all back.”

Crowley lowered her head, behind her, The whip with the golden armor inlaid between the hair swayed on the back, “This is very important, you know, there will always be a moment when you will disappear in someone’s hand.” Maybe the cherubim is like a policeman or It’s too idealistic, because the police will retire, but the cherubim will not. Those who only know how to perform their duties will die in their work sooner or later.

“Before this, I hope you can choose the one who will end you.” Crowley looked towards the cherubim again, “At least, we all have glory.”

The other party is silent.

The night has truly enveloped Barton City, and the bright moon in the east is almost rounded up, and there will always be a trace of regret in life.

“If.” An inexplicable emotion appeared on the cherubim’s face, “This is the perfect moment.” After looking towards Crowley, his turbid eyes were actually a vampire. Sweep on the face. The guilty prisoners left over from past history have gathered, indeed, there is no better time.

There seems to be a soft sigh, which is sent out in this cemetery.

What a realistic thing to leave a message for the winner who will stay in this World.

The eyes of the cherubim slowly closed, “I came here because of the rumors circulating outside of Barton City. This is a city without a master.”

Are you accidental? ? The cherubim came to this city as a low-level alien. Of course not, he is a homeless tramp.

“This is a beautiful city.” Cherubim seems to describe a place that no one knows, “People are simple and friendly. The prisoners are fulfilling their punishment consciously.”

Zac has no expression on his face. Compared to the two major alliances of vampires in the central and western regions, he will only exist as a funeral owner, and he has indeed’fulfilled’ the punishment that cherubim said. A guy who can’t die gives a funeral, you can understand.

“I like it here.” Cherubim said so, but immediately, his expression appeared indignant, “until someone showed up. That shameless heretic, he sealed me.”

Who? Who else, Papa Midnight.

There is a hint of clarity on Zach’s face, but Crowley’s face is disgusted. Obviously in this respect, she, like the cherubim, thinks Papa Midnight is the’shameless heretic’.

“This is what you want to know. I don’t need your list.” After a short silence, the cherubim looked towards Crowley, “Let me continue to fulfill my position and fight. “

The advancing flame, like a rushing tide, hits Crowley.

The vampire Zac stepped back, pressing one hand directly on Seth, who was bowing his waist and preparing to step forward. The battle has just begun, and Zach doesn’t want the general’s men to die at first.

The Fiend hunter was grasped by the vampire on his shoulders and was forced to pull back to the rear. Although Zach did not expect this silent hunter Fiend to stand up to the cherubim, his identity as a demon is impossible to live in peace with the cherubim. It is obviously not a wise choice to join the battle with a complicated mood.

Zac glanced at the dagger in Seth’s hand and raised his eyebrows, “Don’t forget, the reason you can come is the weapon in your hand. Don’t do anything stupid.” Such as sending death.

The side of Seth’s face was collapsed, and the skin on the front was twisted and wrinkled together. The demon who doesn’t care for the container performed the tangled expression to the extreme.

Zach has no plans to join the battle for the time being. Although the flames of cherubim will not cause any harm to vampires, the soul is the appendix of human beings to vampires. Even if it is a redundant organ that has lost its function in evolution, it is still painful if it becomes inflamed.

Zac has to wait, waiting for the battle to enter a stalemate.

Crowley’s right hand was squeezed at the moment the flame appeared, and scattered light and shadow condensed on her right hand. His left hand swept across in front of him and held it under the transparent hilt. Her golden skirt was stretched from the arched legs apart, and it turned out to be the standard Swordsman posture.

Light and shadow were pushed by a sudden explosion, Crowleys golden braids pulled the afterimage, and went straight into the center of flames in the invisible diffuse circular gas explosion!

For the fallen angel, hellfire has become a part of her in endless years. In other words, she is used to the suffering at this moment.

At the end of the bright red flame, in front of the cherubim’s outstretched palm, the abrupt human form bulges! It’s like something that is entangled by countless silks is breaking through a little bit. The raised pillar of fire rises above the flame, slashing under the wave of the protruding human form!

The flames rushing in the opposite direction finally couldn’t cover the things in it, Crowley’s face appeared in the bright flames, and the sword in her hand also got rid of the entanglement of the flames, golden, fan-shaped golden in the night sky Suddenly appeared.

“bang!”

The sound of metal intersecting collisions is particularly harsh in the empty tomb area!

This sound seemed to open something, Crowley’s two-handed sword was blocked by the round glass shield!

The cherubim, who was originally a tramp, has changed his image in the momentary shield!

In the halo of blurry colors, the armor like colored glaze is attached to the cherubim! The dazzling streamer surging and converging on the surface and inside of the armor! On the shield surface where the swords and shields intersect, the dazzling light spots replace the fire star, and they are scattered!

Crowley’s wings suddenly spread out on her arched shoulders!

Golden’s skirt armor leaves turn up and spin under the agitation of the surging air current! Crowley’s golden braids flicked in the air, and golden’s two-handed sword drew a circle on the ground!

“bang!”

The cherubim moved to the side of the glazed shield, and the dazzling light exploded again!

The color of colored glaze draws a long line above the ground!

On the flat cemetery, two trailing trails were plowed out by the colliding cherubim! The black mound bulged behind the cherubim glazed helmet boots!

“Shua!”

The broad shield was inserted into the ground by the bent cherubim, stopping the tendency to retreat! There was a hint of excitement on his face suddenly raised! Countless colorful lights circulate wildly on the armor!

Crowley did not stop. Golden’s light is the afterimage of her impact. The fighting style of the fallen angels is unusually direct and brutal!

The dazzling light points continue to spread, illuminating the flying black wings, the huge shield of colored glaze, and the occasional burst of brilliant red… The sound of the golden and stone clinking fiercely dragged people to the ancient battlefield !

“What a beautiful scene.” Zach smiled and looked towards side Seth, with an inexplicable smile on his face, “Do you know? When you live long enough, you think Its not how many novel things you can still see. Zachs gaze returned to the fallen angel who was fighting, Cherub, but once, you missed too many things.

What a vampire means is that if something is missed, the ending has become a fact, and it can no longer be copied or reproduced.

On this battlefield full of collisions, vampires are feeling life.

“bang!”

After not knowing how many impacts and explosions, the vampire’s red eyes narrowed and condensed on a crack that appeared on the dazzling glass armor. The vampire looked at the golden armor pieces flying in the air again, Crowley’s golden hair was still completely scattered, and the war skirt that was full of cracks had fallen apart.

There was a smile on the corner of the vampire’s mouth. Not enough, wait.