On Route 27, Zach poked his head sideways and waved and smiled at the oncoming bike. The boy on the bicycle looked ahead in confusion, until the two sides staggered, and he didn't remember who this guy was who greeted him.

Zach pouted and retracted into the car. Is this boy who succeeded Matthew in the post office really suitable for this kind of work that requires memorization? Good luck to him.

Dylan dismissed Zach's deliberate distraction and continued, "Mike said that in the battle at Eastton, the demons lost some, some were killed and some were banished back to hell. The power that Crowley can call on in Hell is already limited, and the people who search and rescue her in Hell are a little powerless, and it is impossible to divide the manpower to find Seth. ”

Zach sighed, "What did Konstantin say?"

Dylan shook his head, "He asked for it, and Mike could only guarantee that he would react to Crowley, and he wouldn't make any promises at all." Seth was on his own. ”

Zach was silent for a moment and smiled, "Let's stay optimistic, well, it's important to be optimistic." ”

"Aren't you looking for Walter?" Dylan asked what he wanted to ask, and as a Necron who had escaped from Walter's prison, he did remain optimistic.

Zach's face was bitter, "Still, there can't be any promises, but we can try." ”

"Go now. Dylan stared ahead.

Zach sighed and drove past the junction where he should have turned east, toward Eastton. The vampire only took this as an explanation to Dylan, and although he said to be optimistic, in fact, he was not optimistic at all. Walter's summoning spirit is just a use of his ability, and his real ability is to travel between worlds and bring people out, and that's by the way!

The word 'find' may be more appropriate for 'calling'.

If Seth could be found by Walter, an outsider who had infiltrated Hell. Nases really didn't have a chance of living.

Seth's only chance is to find Crowley's fallen angelic forces in Hell, a world that is completely different from the rules of this world, to guò the 'channel' they have mastered, and then return to Barton. Otherwise, if he appeared in front of any other demon, he would have only one fate - to perish.

No matter what Zach thinks in his heart. In order to give Dylan a comfort that was not too comforting, he decided to give it a try.

Ixton in the morning sun has an exotic atmosphere. The half-finished houses are gilded with a faint red gold, connected to the half-exposed sun, marking the horizon of the border. The imperfectly shaped houses are flanked by a road leading to the sea, which seems to be a front stop to another world.

This beautiful, or eerie picture, was spoiled by police cars and police.

Zach's car didn't even make it to Eastton, stopping at the place where it said 'Eastton', which represented the good hopes of the city of Barton. In front of the stand, I got out of the car.

"The scene of the crime. The irritated officer waved his hand and told Zach to leave, "Go away!"

"My friend lives here. Zach smiled politely.

"Name!" the other man pouted impatiently, and took out something like a notebook.

"Walter. Zach said with a smile.

The other man's finger slid over the notebook, and he found Walter's name and glanced at Zach, "Address!"

Zach honestly gave the address of Walter's house. looked at the other party's helpless look. Apparently a match for his record. He threw out another form and pen, "Register!"

Zach took the pen and paper. Filling out the form, smiling, and knowingly asking, "What's going on here, officer?" Zach's words were polite and gentle. Think about this officer with dark eyes, he probably stayed here all night!

Don't forget. There were two big things going on in the South Side yesterday, the fire in the nursing home, and the Axton, uh, vicious brawl? You get the idea. Think about whether the police department will deal with it first, whether it's a treatment facility for the wealthy - a nursing home, or an Ixton that is almost entirely homeless. Looks like a great choice.

The police officer glanced at Zack, didn't bother to answer, and explained to himself, "Go directly to your friend, don't run around, don't move! Don't do anything you shouldn't do......" He took the form that Zack handed over, glanced at it, and shut up.

This is polite to Mr. Grande.

Yesterday morning, the time their Southern District Police Chief spent yelling and cursing in his office was proportional to the amount of respect he needed to have for Mr. Grande.

"Mr. Grande!" the officer's attitude became respectful, "I, I'll send you in!"

Zach smiled at this transformation, as always with a fake smile, "Hehe, no need sir, just call me Zack." ”

Something is bad inside Eastton, and Zach can now understand why there is an identity verification and registration process. The already dilapidated houses were even more dilapidated, with broken wood and stones everywhere, and visible blood stains on the half-collapsed walls......

"Well, yesterday. The police officer with a big change of attitude walked ahead of Zack, and he seemed to want to explain the situation here, but he found that there was not much he could say, "There was a group brawl here, well, a brawl." ”

As if he himself was not sure whether such a characterization was correct.

"Oh. Zach looked around, "Is anyone hurt?"

"A lot!" the officer escorted Zach as he steered in the direction of Walter's house, "Many homeless people have been affected, but don't worry, sir, they have all been sent to the hospital for treatment." ”

Zach raised an eyebrow, "That's right." Zach smiled with relief, "It's good that there are no deaths." ”

The officer's face became strange, "En......" He hesitated, but still didn't continue, after all, it was their police business, and it was not the turn of a super-hard-related 'civilian' to worry about it!"Well, yes, it's okay. ”

Zach smiled and nodded.

The corpses of the hunters and the demon containers have their own power transfers, but no one can guarantee that no suspicious traces will be left by the police. I'm afraid this officer's hesitation is here.

"Sir, here we are. The officer dutifully sent Zach to Walter's front porch, "Do you need me to guard around?"

"No thanks. Zach smiled and nodded gratefully, "You should go ahead and go there." this piece. Zach tugged at the corners of his mouth, "The scope of the 'brawl' seems to be very large, and you can't let the idlers destroy the scene." ”

"Yes!" the officer said, frowning and pursing his lips. He didn't seem to have the need to take Zack's orders. Shaking his head, he trotted towards the entrance to Ixton and continued to stand guard.

Zach didn't even knock on the door, Waltra opened it and pulled the vampire in.

"Why are you here again!" Walter glared at the vampire, glanced at Dylan floating next to him, and ignored it, "Don't rush me! It takes time to analyze samples! You have to give her time!"

Apparently Walter misunderstood why Zach came.

Zach shook his head with a smile and looked at Walter's home. The curtains were all drawn. The room was dark, but there were no candles on the round tables in the dining room. The guy was clearly hiding from something, but not because of the summoning.

"Walter, I'm not that urgent. Zach walked to the round table in the dining room very familiarly, "I'm here to ask for your help." Zach glanced at Dylan, "We're here to ask for your help." ”

Walter watched as Zach sat down at the round table, his face widening. Obviously, it's a matter of summoning spirits again. He looked at Dylan, unable to think of how this guy who had escaped from prison by himself could be embarrassed to ask for his help. Walter stood at the round table. Didn't mean to sit down, "Sorry, I'm closed, I'm not going to go to hell lately!

Zach looked at Walter, thought for a moment, and asked. "Crowley warned you?"

Walter sighed, "Yes. She said that she had to do something recently, telling me not to open the world barrier! Otherwise, the next time she wants to start a battle with someone, she won't deliberately protect my family!"

Dylan tried to speak, but was stopped by Zach.

Crowley had already explained to Zach how special Hell was. Walter's time-traveling action will disrupt the temporal distribution of Hell. This is not good for Crowley to recall the manpower lost in the battle with the hunters, Zach didn't think of it before, but now that he is reminded, he understands it, and then explain it to Dylan. After all, in Zach's mind, Seth's real hope is still Crowley.

Now, Zach wants to know what other things, like yesterday's hunter and demon battles, were all about.

"What did you see yesterday?" Zach beckoned, a 'let's have a good talk' look.

"Hmph!" Walter glared at Zack, "I know! You must be involved in this kind of thing!" His leaky front teeth snorted, "I advise you to leave this alone! Soon Benjamin is going to transform, these hunters! I don't know what the origin is, but I don't think they are easy to deal with at all! You Grande better not mess with it!"

The transformed alpha is the most powerful, and it seems that at this time, it should also be the time when Grande is the most powerful!

But it is such a strange combination, this 'most powerful', that has become the weakest time for Grande! Can you imagine the scene of vampires and werewolves who happily attack the enemy, and on the way, suddenly look at the opponent's displeasure and fight first......

"Walter. Zach shook his head helplessly, "Do you know why those hunters came?"

"I don't know!" said Walter, waving his hand impatiently, "I don't want to know!"

Zach didn't care about Walter's good habit of not seeing and listening to insolence, and shook his head to himself, "'Colt' is in Patton, in Crawley's hands. ”

Walter was stunned, pursed his lips, and his eyes began to wander around his home, "What's the matter with me!"

Zach smiled and looked at the guy with magical abilities, "If you want to move, at least before you leave, tell me how it was yesterday." ”

The all-purpose weapon of destruction is in the hands of Patton, and Crowley, who is not in a good situation, Barton is no longer calm, and all kinds of people will come to Barton.

What happened yesterday will no longer be an accidental hunter against a demon, but will be the norm. Barton had lost its former meaning as an ideal home, and it was no longer safe for people like Walter.

No, for all 'people'. (To be continued......)