"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't do what you want. Zach never skimped in his respect, he bent slightly and saluted the sad cherubim, "This is my city, I live here, and I will not leave." ”

The vampire lifted his waist and narrowed his eyes to look at Crowley, the fallen angel's face dominated by a look of disappointment. The cherubim were not random species, and their numbers were perhaps smaller than the limited quantities found on Liszt Street, and a chance encounter at this time clearly revealed the reason for their scarcity.

They do not accept any persuasion and persistently enforce the rules they follow. As a result, it wasn't Crowley, not Zack, not Seth who had pulled out a silver dagger engraved with various ornaments on the side, but himself.

"Crawlie, I still have questions before I start. Zach looked at Crowley's right hand, a faint light and shadow were condensing, in the distant era, there were not many types of weapons, and this fallen angel was obviously a guy who used a sword.

Zack's face was a little helpless, "But the cherubim obviously won't say a word to me again, Crowley, as En, can be considered an ally." Zach chuckled, "You need to ask why he's here and why he's only now starting to carry out his accusations." ”

Crowley kept an eye on the cherubim's gaze towards Zack, the questions left over from history made her really forget these two questions, her vain right hand stretched out, and the condensed light and shadow dissipated. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath anthropomorphically. The blue eyes looked at the cherubim, who was already flowing with flames between his palms.

The cherubim were such people, even if you said these things in front of him. He won't care either, because he has his own 'height'. What the low-level vampire is saying, he doesn't care.

"Cherubim, battle is inevitable. Crowley looked at the cherubim, "How about leaving the necessary information for the victorious side before our side wins or loses." ”

"I have no information to know from you. And the cherubim said calmly, Behold. He has tacitly acquiesced that his 'justice' will win. This is an incomprehensible species.

"You're wrong. Crowley shook her head, sadness on her face. I don't know if it's the heart of the cherubim, or the storage of the cherubim, "At least I can give you a list, the gates of hell have been opened." I'm not the only or the last demon to come into this world. If I lose, I won't be able to come back, at least, I can tell my former comrades who he will face. ”

"It doesn't matter. The cherubim's stained forehead furrowed, "I'll send them all back." ”

Crowley lowered her head, and behind her, the whip with the golden armor embedded in her hair swayed on her back, "It's important. You know, there's going to be a moment when you're going to die in someone's hands. Perhaps comparing cherubim to a policeman is too idealistic. Because the policemen will retire, the cherubim will not. Sooner or later, they who only know how to fulfill their duties will die in their own work.

"Until then, I want you to be able to choose the one who will finish you. Crowley looked at the cherubim again, "At least, we all have glory." ”

The other party was silent.

The night has really enveloped the city of Barton, and the bright moon in the east is only a little round up. There will always be a little regret in life.

"If. A hint of inexplicable affection appeared on cherubim's face, "At this time. It's the perfect moment. His cloudy eyes swept over the vampire's face as he looked at Crowley. There are prisoners who have been convicted of the past and have gathered, and indeed, there is no better time.

There seemed to be a soft sigh in this cemetery.

What a realistic thing to do to leave a message for the victor who will remain in this world.

Cherubim's eyes slowly closed, "I'm here because of rumors outside of Barton that this is a borderless city. ”

The cherubim came to the city as a low-class alien. Of course not, he is a homeless homeless man.

"It's a beautiful city. The cherubim seemed to describe a place that no one knew about, "The people were simple and friendly." The prisoner consciously fulfilled his punishment. ”

Zach had no expression on his face, compared to the two major alliances of vampires in the Central and Western regions, he would only exist as a funeral owner, and indeed he would 'fulfill' the punishment of the cherubim. A guy who can't die gives people a funeral, you understand.

"I loved it here. The cherubim said this, but immediately, there was a hint of dismay, "until someone appeared." That shameless heretic, he sealed me. ”

Who? Who, Papa Midnight.

There was a hint of understanding on Zach's face, but there was disgust on Crowley's face, and it was clear that in this respect, she, like the cherubim, thought that Papa Midnight was a 'shameless heretic'.

"That's what you want to know. I don't need your checklist. After a brief pause, the cherubim looked at Crowley, "Let me continue to fulfill my position, to fight." ”

The propulsive flames, like rushing tides, crashed into Crowley.

Zack, the vampire, stepped back, and pressed one hand directly on Seth, who was about to step forward. The battle had just begun, and Zach didn't want the General's men to hang up in the first place.

The witcher was grabbed by the vampire by the shoulder and forced to pull backwards. Zach didn't expect the silent witcher to confront the cherubim, but he couldn't make peace with the cherubim as a demon. Joining the battle with mixed feelings like this is obviously not a wise choice.

Zach glanced at the dagger in Seth's hand and raised an eyebrow, "Don't forget, you can come because of the weapon in your hand. Don't do anything stupid. "Like sending to death.

The sides of Seth's face were crumbled, and the skin on the front was twisted and wrinkled. This demon who does not cherish containers takes his tangled expression to the extreme.

Zach has no plans to join the battle yet, and although the cherubim's flames do little harm to vampires, the soul is a human appendix to vampires. Even if an extra organ has lost its role in evolution, it is still painful if it becomes inflamed.

Zach had to wait, waiting for the battle to get into a stalemate.

Crowley's right hand clenched the moment the flames appeared, scattered light and shadow converging on her right hand. His left hand swiped in front of him, holding the bottom of the transparent hilt. Her golden battle skirt was stretched by the arched legs parted, and it was actually the standard swordsman pose.

The light and shadow were pushed by the sudden explosion, and Crowley's golden braid pulled the afterimage, and it actually rushed straight into the center of the flames in the invisible diffusion circular air explosion!

Hellfire has become a part of the fallen angel for the endless years. Or rather, she was used to the torment of this moment.

At the end of the bright red flames, in front of the outstretched palm of the cherubim, a sudden humanoid bulge!

The flames that rushed backwards finally could not be used in the things that were wrapped in them, and Crowley's face appeared in the bright flames, and the sword in her hand was also freed from the entanglement of the flames, and the golden, fan-shaped gold suddenly appeared in the night sky.

"Bang!"

The sound of metal colliding is particularly harsh in the empty cemetery!

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

The cherubim, who was originally dressed as a vagabond, has changed his image in the giant shield in an instant!

In the halo of blurred colors, the armor like glass clings to the body of the cherubim! The dazzling streamer swells and converges on the surface and inside the armor! On the shield where the sword and shield intersect, the dazzling light points replace the spark and disperse!

Crowley's wings spread out in her arched shoulders!

The golden armor leaves of the battle skirt flipped and swirled under the surging air currents! Crowley's golden braids flicked in the air, and her golden two-handed sword drew a circle above the earth!

"Bang!"

The glass shield that was moved to the side by the cherubim exploded again!

The color of the glass pulls out a long line above the ground!

On the flat cemetery, two trails of drag were plowed out by the rushing cherubim's feet!

"Huh!"

The broad shield was plunged into the ground by the cherubim with his body bent, stopping the tendency to retreat! There was an inexplicable hint of excitement on his suddenly raised face! Countless colored lights flowed wildly on the armor!

Crowley didn't stop, the golden light was the afterimage of her impact, and the fighting style of the fallen angel was unusually direct and savage!

Dazzling points of light spread continuously, illuminating the fluttering black wings, the glazed giant shield, and the occasional burst of bright red...... The sound of the resonance of gold and stone fiercely pulled people to the ancient battlefield!

"What a beautiful scene. Zach smiled and looked at Seth beside him, with an incomprehensible smile on his face, "You know what? When you live long enough, you don't think about how many new things you can see. Zach's gaze returned to the fallen angel of the battle who was the cherubim, "but once, you missed too much." ”

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

In this battlefield full of collisions, vampires are actually touching life.

"Bang!"

After an unknown number of crash explosions, the vampire's red eyes narrowed, condensing on a crack that appeared in the dazzling glass armor. The vampire looked at the golden armor scattered in the air, and Crowley's golden hair was still completely scattered, and the already cracked battle dress was already scattered.

A smile tugged at the corner of the vampire's mouth. It's not enough, wait. (To be continued)