The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

After lunch, Grande's people were still waiting for half an hour at the table, and Spella and John did not come. ?? Eighth Chinese website www.www. 81z. com

"It won't come, let it go." Zac waved his hand on the main seat, then looked at the smoky waves and shook his head. "That, Yuehua, do you want to stop trying?"

"What to try?" Yue Hua looked at the raging waves with regret. "Bai Ying and I have tried all the soul gathering witchcraft we know. Even if it is combined with Benjamin's spices, it has no effect. He is dying ..."

"Is there no solution at all?" Zack confirmed.

"No." Yue Hua shook her head. "In the four centuries, the wizards were studying the reasons why the Indians could not control the souls of colonial soldiers during the initial colonial war. (During the colonial war, the souls of the colonizers died as martyrdoms. Go to Heaven. Vol. 11, Zach tells Louise a story of his descendants from the Indians four centuries ago) "

Yuehua frowned, "The essence of our witchcraft belief that can control the soul is that the earth-bound spirit will return to nature, and it does not belong to anything. The final disappearance of witchcraft temporarily delays the disappearance and declares the ownership. But the land of the Lord ’s belief The spirit will become a dead spirit, and ownership has been taken away. All the witchcraft methods we know are invalid for these souls that have lost their sovereignty. There is nothing that has not been studied in four centuries, and we cannot think of it in one night. "Finally He looked at Zac. "You should know it best."

Zac twitched his mouth, "It is very clear that in the previous war, the Indians knew that they could not gain an advantage in the soul, and concentrated all their firepower on the thirteen clan." After looking at Benjamin, he began to digress "in the war The alien battlefield basically became a fight between werewolves and vampires ... "

Interrupted, not Benjamin with a ‘nothing to do with me’ expression, but a smoky raging wave, “And you lost.”

Zac looked sideways at this guy, "Are you proud? Wizard."

"Of course proud." The light, smoke-like waves could not see the expression, but the tone matched his words, "The victory and glory of our ancestors flowed in my blood! Vampire!"

"Yeah." Zac stood up from the main seat. Looking away, "What about your blood? Where is it? The undead in heaven?"

Qingyan shook and disappeared.

"Zac." Yuehua shook her head. "He is already very vulnerable. You shouldn't stimulate him so much."

"He asked for it." Zac pushed back the chair. "The wizard under the witchcraft faith has become a necromancer in the paradise of the Elysium in the faith of the Lord. If he forgets the irony, I will be happy to remind him.

It should be audible. Zac doesn't want to control this guy. At first, it was a mistake, so that he continued to exist in this world.

But the facts are at hand. After the saint's family visited yesterday, Nu Tao was left here. Regardless of what Zac thought in his mind, staying here is the fact that Zac promised to help.

Forced to agree, not right, but helplessly. Angel Camille offered a deal, and if Zac was willing to help, he opened a door to heaven in Button. If Zac knows anyone who trusts in the faith of the Lord, this door is always waiting. Zac thought of Matthew's father.

There are also some gadgets, said later.

"Yuehua, keep trying." Zac still shook his head before leaving the restaurant. "I'll call Sibella again."

"Okay." Yue Hua could only helplessly agreed, glancing at Baiying who had not spoken, "Maybe we should discuss with Eve."

"She is going to school." Baiying said.

Yuehua sighed and looked at Zac who had left the restaurant. "That's right Zac. Don't blame Spella for letting us dove this time. Please invite her again ..."

Zac waved his hand, ignoring it, then let's ignore it.

Just stepped on the stairs. Zac, who was supposed to be going upstairs to the office, seemed to hear something. He turned and walked out the door and stood on the back porch. James trot all the way and rushed in. His car was driven back by Zac yesterday. Remember.

Zach noticed that James was a bit different. The police badge didn't go back to the waist, the holster was obviously hanging on the inside of the coat, "Are you ... reinstated?"

James successfully put on a gloomy face under the condition of sweat and red face, "What about my car?" That is the default. It is also correct to think about it. ...

Zac pointed at the warehouse, "Colonel Ike is there."

James, who kept running to the warehouse, turned and jumped in front of Zack. "How is he?"

Zac evaded the sweaty smell from his covered face for a while, "In general, but his body needs to recover for being in bed for too long." What I'm talking about is Ike's dry and thin sample now. The blood of a vampire can cure injuries, it does not mean that it can give people muscles.

James stared at Zac without speaking.

"If you want me to take him for the time being, so that you have the opportunity to communicate with him." Zac said James' unspeakable voice and shrugged. "Well, I agreed."

James's mouth twitched, but he continued to stare at Zac.

Zac tilted his head, raised an eyebrow, and smiled, "Are you happy with Wales?"

Yesterday Zac took off with Ike, leaving James and Welsh aftermath.

James's mouth twitched again, "You should tell me earlier that when the club's remnant attacked my house, he helped me in secret."

"Really?" Zac waved his hand. "Tell you that he used Patton's insignificant little man's life to help you consume those terrorists and give you and Coulson the hope of victory."

James, I just couldn't communicate with Zac calmly. Irritable side, "This is different! He explained to me yesterday, and I saw with my own eyes that the contractors under him are already demons ..." He shook his head hard and organized the language, "Alive. Demon. "

Want to describe the process of replacing Ike yesterday? Ok.

Wales spit out a ball of parchment, unfolded and shredded it, and said to the contractor who was lying in the mortuary instead of Ike, "The contract was reached."

While the contractor was breathing without heartbeat, the torn contract burned to ashes without fire, and Wales continued to the air (James could not see), "Everyone who meets the corpse, 'obscures' their sight, let They think this is Colonel Ike. Uh ... be careful, do n’t accidentally possess yourself, you are a low-level demon. They will die, and we do n’t want things to get complicated. "

The description ends.

Zac raised his eyebrows and looked at James. "Wow. This is really ... progress." Everyone will understand immediately, "So as a law enforcer, you don't just ignore people you already know are aliens. Rights and interests will become aliens. For example, the contractors in Wales, you also ignore, even if they are still alive. "

James stared at Zac, silent for a long while, "*!" Then he waved his fist in front of Zac, "What the **** do you want me to do! Let Wales help you! It's you who mocks me here too! You What do you want me to do? Ah !? "

Zac watched James yell, "I don't want to make you, James, I'm just reminding you." Zac's face is quite calm, "Your thoughts will affect your actions. If you are like this Look at those contractors in Wales. One day, when they call the police, will you refuse to help them, saying, 'Go to death, anyway, you want to become a demon, don't waste the police's resources'? "

James froze.

Zac's words went very deep-when he was human, when he was injustice, he turned to the law enforcer, was rejected, and became a demon. Naturally, you can solve it without asking for help. But does James want a demon to solve human injustice? No, but his attitude has nothing to do with what he wants to express. But he created a demon with sufficient energy and thought it was right to do so,

"Think about it yourself." Zac waved his hand and turned into the room, still making up a sentence, "Yes, I think Director Cologne will definitely look at you because of yesterday's things." Must be. James' informant went to look at Ike, and Ike hung up, "So I gave you a small gift, in your car, no need to thank you."

"Why, what ?!" Zac had walked half a stairway before James responded.

"Angel's 'blessing', to protect you from Crowley." Zach replied from afar.

"Why, what ?!"

"Called Camille." Zac turned on the stairs and continued to go up. "At Sissi's house, I met halfway yesterday. I took your car back down ..." James could not hear.

Entering the office, Zac naturally poured a glass of wine, and some lazily raised the receiver and dialed the phone of Spella's house.

Picked up quickly.

"Blastman."

"You didn't come, Spella, Alice also prepared specially ..."

"Alright Zach, something is delayed, I'm going out." Spira's voice was impatient.

Zach's tone smiled, "Do I need Alice to have lunch again?"

"No. I have eaten, and I have nothing else to do."

"Actually, I have." Zac leaned directly on the corner of his desk. "Sibella, after a phone call, I was wondering, why, why was it so easy to agree?"

Promised to come to the Grand to help the rage. As Zach said, the promise was very easy, and the meaning that was not written out was easy. Let us drag the fast forward to this point in time and continue to watch the exhibition.

"Do you want me to help Nu Tao?" The voice in the receiver was impatient.

Zac did not answer this question, because a ray of 'green smoke' floated in front of him, "I asked Kim about your republic." Zac's tone was disappointed, and he said it clearly, "I Very disappointed that you were willing to play with Papa again at midnight-'exchange your son with the misguided people'? "

The translation is: in the republic, Papa asked Sibella to use Sissi ’s wizard Necromancer at midnight to change Sibella ’s own son, Ravenci.

Do n’t forget the purpose of the Republican party at that time, and Siberia went to find her son Ravenci.

But the facts are still in sight, and Silbera did not bring Ravenci back. The angel Camille from Sissi said that Rage was a companion. By the way, Kim ’s judgment is correct, and it is not necessary for these to report to Zac, because obviously both parties have no results.

"I can't believe you are so obviously provoked." Zac shook his head, "I ..."

"It's up to you how to be disappointed." Spella interrupted Zac's deliberate contempt. "I've read enough of the saint's face. I won't pay attention to every word that she spit out. You, I can still consider it. "

"This brings me to my second question." Zac raised his eyebrows and flicked the swaying 'green smoke' in front of him. "Why me? I thought you hated me. In fact, recently, don't you think How much do you promise me? I assume that Yuehua and Baiying are here with me, Becky ’s club remnant Gangaro, and the Kraken in the West End. Of course, now the raging waves. ”

"Do you think your life is too comfortable." Spira's tone was a little colder, but more impatient. "Then I can refuse a few try, how about starting with the Kraken, I will now You can go to the West End and tell Rimmer your identity. "

"Okay." Zac actually nodded. "Anyway, you've all gone. Just go and see how Boyson is. Ask me a good voice."

There was silence for a while over the receiver, "Enough Zac, I'm not in a mood to circle you."

"Then start to answer my doubts." Zac sipped. Do you know what it means to be cheap and sell well, Zac does. Do our vampires really feel that their lives are too smooth?

After another silence, Sibella over the receiver seemed to sigh, "'Dream'." Suddenly, "Liep is dead, right?"

Sure enough, Spella's alien handbook full of Baton alien codenames, the "dream" really meant Lip.

"If you mean Philip Green, the son of our dean of the Southern Sanitarium." Zac said in great detail, this is helpless, using words to delay time and organize his own response strategy, "Grande has conservative himself Customer's secret obligation. "

Why, Zac was thinking, why, even if this dream demon had left Barton with Sloan and still affected his life, Ike would not say it, and now Silbera also came.

"That's the default." Spella on the other side of the earpiece seemed to shake her head, and there was a sound of friction between the ear and the earpiece. "He reminded me that when all the dust settled, Grand ... No, you, you Toredo, are the only ones remaining ... "

Zac has frowned, does Lipp not only affect him and James, but also to Spella ...

"He never told me how, nor explained why, he is a dream demon, the most mysterious existence in the soul alien, I respect him, and thank him for reminding me that if something happens, I will be ready, so I have not studied it deeply. "Sibera sighed," but I still feel uncomfortable seeing Grande starting to swagger at Barton! It is also a pity that Benjamin is still with you. If Lip is right, it is not that you have abandoned Grande, that is You betrayed what you call family now ... "

It ’s a bit serious, is n’t it, Zac has put down the cup, dispelled the raging wave in front of him, and interrupted, “You ’re a racial stereotype, Spella, and, this“ future ”has changed, and Lipp did n’t do it again. Remind you of this? "

"Remind. So I started to treat you rationally, even to do something as you wish." This tone is more helpless, "I still don't like you, vampire, I do these for the other Grande People. If only the future you keep has not changed, I am still fully prepared here. Now you are still working for your Grand family, at least it is a 'good' person, I should also cooperate with the action, let me They know my kindness and my reliability. That's it. Are you satisfied with this answer? "

"Satisfied." Zac nodded, quite sincerely. (To be continued.)