The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Crowley did not continue to wait for the rubbing of Cherubim. The black wings pushed the air flow that did not belong to this world, dragging her body to the center of the tomb. ⊥August 1 Chinese, www.8.1ｚw.COM

If Zac and Seth, the two people who will be seen by the world, need to join this battle, then they must consider whether they will be caught. It ’s very suitable for everyone to have dinner at this time. It ’s too late. God knows if there will be strange people who will take ‘walking to the cemetery to eat and drink’ as a habit, and inexplicably enter the scene that should not be entered.

According to the evil habits of Zac who care so much about citizenship, and the spirit of hating the demon from the demon hunter, Crowley decided not to trouble herself.

"If you like the job of sending them back to **** so much, I can help you." The fallen angel stood in front of the tumbling flames, the black wings fanned, and at the edge of the floating trembling feathers, bright Mars injected flames.

As if oil was spilled into the fire, the burst flame suddenly expanded and rolled to spread all around! Innocent faithful dogs with ink mist whimpered and swallowed by the flames!

Don't think that the whimper is miserable, maybe before, now, the flame was given by their master. These low IQ dog slaves are whimpering to express their great honor and refreshment. It's a pity that they couldn't get more 'gift' from their masters. After the flames, these **** dogs turned into a thick black mist and sank under the ground.

Under the moon, the flames had disappeared, and the loyal dogs finally sobbed and disappeared. ∮ 八 ∮ 一 ∮ 中 ∮ text, www.81ｚw.COM A man with a face covered with gray beard stood on the open space.

His eyes were cloudy, and his torn shirt was hanging on his body, not even his shoes. His bare feet were attached to the ground, and black stains covered his instep. This is the lawful cherubim of the Holy Bishop.

Wondering why this is? Because of man, because of his inherent prejudice, he has infinitely expanded the role of angels.

This situation is similar to the philanthropists in the city, who have the reputation and power as well as the respect of money, while the police who really maintain order are complaining that the wages are too low. Grateful. Feel it.

"You look so bad." Crowley looked at the person in front of her. No expression on his face.

"You don't belong here, prisoner, I'll take you back." Cherubim's smudged face was expressionless, and he stretched out his hands. The tip of the large and thick palm, the nails were covered with black dirt for a minute, and a little bit of Mars began to gather between his palms.

"Are you serious?" Crowley's mouth twitched slightly, and the smile turned into irony before the smile spread. Eight ■ One? Chinese ●? Www.81zw.com ■ "Isn't there even a little narrative? At least, you have a respect that I deserve to know your name. I'm Crowley, if you care."

"I don't care, and you don't deserve my name. You are just a prisoner who shouldn't appear." Cherubim's body is not strong and can be said to be thin, but his large skeleton and thick palm give the illusion Make people think that it will belong to a strong person.

Careful observation will reveal that the thick palms are covered with thick cocoons. In the distant past, people used swords to fight. Having a pair of hands full of calluses is people's delusion about warriors and a solace that can bring a sense of security.

Who once wanted to keep the glory. But Cherubim seems to be able to retain this now.

"Isn't it worth it?" Crowley's sarcasm changed again, and became, well, sad.

The vampire Zac has already bent his mouth, and at this time, like anyone watching a movie, Zac begins to yearn for his 'popcorn'. The square wine bottle was lifted.

"We fought together and depended on each other." Crowley's eyes fell on Cherubim's cloudy eyes. "Then we fought each other like real enemies. You won. Your present world has laid the foundation. Lost Me, is it not worthy of your respect? "(The history of Cherubim is explained in Chapter 17. Cherubim is the man who cast fallen angels into **** and became demons during the Angel War.)

I don't know which sentence touched Cherubim. Mars in his palm froze. "You are not worth not because you lost. You are guilty."

"What a sin ?!" Crowley took the initiative to take a step forward. She was obviously irritated. The golden braces tied to her wrists were pushed by the raised hand, and the metal clashing softly, "After For 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 look like you are now! "

Cherubim's bare shoulders twitched, and Mars in the palm continued to condense. If Cherubim is willing to think about these issues, then he should establish his own religion like Papa at midnight, instead of becoming a law-keeper of the Lord!

Remember what Zac taught Zac in front of Crowley, regarding the ranks of the aliens, the vampire unconsciously put the soul-like aliens at the bottom. It used to be not the case, everything used to be equal, it was an era when no vampires existed.

"Why persecute this friend?" Zac couldn't help but join in, and the best drama required interaction. What's more, he hasn't watched the addiction now, and the scene seems to be over. "Crowley, you don't admit it now, you should stay here willingly." Zac's hand went down Bibi, face With a chuckle.

"I'm not your friend!" Cherubim suddenly glared at Zach. Unlike the calmness of Crowley, he seemed to have a natural aversion to vampires. "You, don't come here, it has nothing to do with you."

Zac raised his eyebrows and was not offended. He just stopped walking and raised his hands to signal, "Don't do this. After all, we are all in the same belief system, and we should show due respect to our respective positions." Zac's eyes narrowed. If there could be an angel present, this scene would be even better!

"Don't confuse us! Vampires!" Cherub stared at Zac. "You don't deserve it!"

"Oh, really?" Zach smiled at Cherubim. "You should be able to see that I still have my soul, although it is already broken. Your sayings will make me those The ancestors who have completely lost their souls are sad. "

"Sin flows in your blood!" Cherub stared at the vampire. "You will live forever in punishment! Get out of here! Vampire! Your punishment has been tried. You are a prisoner of eternal life. You are not my duty ! Don't appear in front of me again! "

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

If Cherubim still had a little bit of respect for the fallen angels, facing the vampire, you saw it, it was complete contempt. (To be continued.)