On the back porch of the Grande House, three men stared at a glass jar placed on a bench. Wandel's little doppelganger is like a pumpkin pulp that has been stepped on, and of course the color is black and red, so it is even more disgusting. It sticks to the bottom of the jar, occasionally curling a thread-like tentacle to move around to avoid the sunlight that penetrates the jar.

Danny frowned, reaching out and moving the jar into the shadows. The tentacles squirmed, and the red was wrapped in black, completely disappearing into the shadows, so that it looked like an empty bottle with nothing in it.

Matthew pushed the jar curiously, and the Vandall at the bottom reappeared, its color slightly distinguishing from the surrounding shadows. The black squirmed for a moment again, then merged with the shadow again and vanished.

Matthew still wanted to move, but was stopped by Danny.

"She's weak, stop playing. The phantom man frowned and looked up at the cyan necromancer floating beside him, Dylan, "This is the Shadow Man." ”

Danny is teaching, "They act in the shadows, they are exposed to the light, they are weak. ”

"Why?" asked Matthew, the young wolf's regret yesterday was that he didn't see Vendall himself, and now that Benjamin was talking to Zach in the office, he had a little chance to learn the real thing, and he didn't want to miss it.

Danny thought for a moment, "Shadows are projections, shapes imprinted by light, and they are the most basic and primitive desires of things—existence. ”

Matthew blinked, this guy who was twenty years old in human age and two months old in alien werewolves only felt that this seemed to make sense, but to understand it, don't embarrass this honest young man.

"And is she so weak where there is light?" asked Matthew.

Danny shook his head and said to Dylan, "Where there's light, there's a shadow." It's just the difference between light and thick. "Danny's goal is not Matthew, in fact, he is very frustrated with how this wolf cub keeps running here. If you let Alpha have the impression that you have crossed the line, you will anger Alpha. He was too aggrieved.

"But it's easier for them to move around at night, is that understandable?"

Dylan nodded, and Matthew shook his head. Danny frowned in a tangled manner, "Matthew, because the scope of the shadow at night is large enough and thick enough. ”

"Oh. Matthew nodded honestly.

"How is she going to recover?" Dylan approached the jar and looked at the empty bottom, he knew. Wandel's doppelganger was there, although he couldn't see it, it was a soul-like alien advantage, and he didn't know why, and Danny couldn't explain it.

"Completely lurking, sucking the desires in the shadows. Danny frowned, the task of keeping the jar had been rightfully thrown to him.

Last night, Zach replaced Vendall's container and threw it to Danny, citing the need for snack cans to get back on track. Then Danny carried the jar with him. Although it is not said that they are of the same race, they were forced to this point by Crowley, and then entered the House of Grande. There is an inexplicable revolutionary feeling. We know that this phantom person's sense of racial honor is very weak.

Knowing that the other party was in the chaotic city of Newton, Danny didn't dare to disturb Wandel. In the early morning, Wandel, who had begun to enter the lurk, had some time, so the two soul aliens began to do some simple communication, but in the middle of it, Wandel suddenly broke off the conversation and fell completely silent.

Danny didn't know what was going on. Only from the constantly deformed and twisted tentacles inside the jar can it be determined that the opponent is in battle. Just now. Wandall calmed down and replied that he had to rest. There was no sound again.

Dylan is curious about Vendle and has similar revolutionary feelings to Danny—they both hate Crowley. Michelle is still in Crowley's control!

Dylan shook around the jar, as if he was afraid of waking up the other party, and continued to ask in a low voice, "Do soul aliens all absorb desire to survive? That's not Dylan's real problem, "What about the devil? I, I'm ...... later."

Danny glanced at Dylan, a slightly deep wrinkle on his translucent cyan face. Asking this question is the same as Louise asking Zach if he can only live on blood in the future.

Danny pondered, and he wanted to answer in a more tactful way, "It's not right for you to say that, it's not about the alien race, it's about the way the soul exists." The soul relies on imprints to sustain its existence, even if it is a human being, the experiences and thoughts of being alive are all imprints of the soul. Desire is just one kind of thought. It's just that when we lack the power of action and are unable to create real experiences, we use this method to borrow, borrow the imprints of others to maintain our own existence. ”

Matthew was confused again, although he was listening very hard, but helplessly, he really didn't have any talent for learning.

Alpha Benjamin once briefly talked about the soul of a werewolf, he knew that his soul was empty, it should have dissipated, just like a person whose body was forcibly burned by flames, the corresponding connection with the soul was wiped out, the imprint in the soul disappeared due to the loss of belonging, and then the empty soul would return to nothingness.

But the werewolf's body trapped this empty soul that should have dissipated and became another life form.

"And what my current experience ......," Matthew said with a bitter thought expression, "where are those sigils? My wolf, it, is it keeping it for me? And my soul, uh, its soul, is it mine or its?"

Danny opened his mouth, Matthew's interruption made him helpless again, I'm afraid Alpha can't answer this question, I want to ask Papa to go at midnight!

Danny hadn't thought of how to get rid of Matthew quickly, Matthew was actually very bright, "The transformation of the full moon, its experience, I don't remember it at all, does it mean that the soul is actually its?"

Matthew was stunned for a moment, looked ahead without focus, tilted his head, pressed his chest, and said in a daze, "I don't have a soul, but I have a soul, it's just not mine, but it's in my body." ”

The wolf cub wrapped himself in and staggered on the bench.

Danny's mouth was closed open, and Matthew was really just the kind of force-plugged practical education with Benjamin, and the theory was not suitable for him.

Dylan dangled in front of Danny, he didn't want to say anything else about the Grande House, his question had not been answered.

Danny glanced at Dylan, pursed his lips, and continued to answer the question, "So the soul alien always comes back to the question of having entities. Otherwise, it will always be just a dispensable thing that is attached to something else, just a little freer than the Earth Bondage. ”

Dylan pondered for a moment, "Now I am attached to the hell of the Holy Lord's faith. The faith of countless people is sustaining my own existence. ”

Danny nodded, he wanted Dylan's question to be at that point. He was disappointed.

"And then?" Dylan looked at Danny, "I know, even if you're absorbing human desires, maintaining existence, having a substance, having the ability to influence the world. But you're not just a free-movement binder, like me. You also lose something, and the desire you borrowed has caused a change in yourself. ”

There was a hint of apology on Dylan's face, and after a few days together, he almost realized that Danny's ideal life was that of a 'free groundbinder'. If it weren't for his illusory nature, he might not have appeared in the image of others at all.

Dylan pointed to the transparent 'empty' jar, "She, Wandel, has the ability to possess for a short time, but she doesn't even have her own form, just like a shadow, forever wandering in the shadow, always just a shape." If it weren't for Benjamin, she would never have been able to go back to her self. ”

There are gains and losses, and a qiē is just an addition or subtraction.

"I'm going to be a demon, I'm going to have the ability to affect entities" Dylan thought for a moment, "what will I lose?"

Danny, the phantom, pursed his lips, "You won't lose your life, you'll keep your current appearance, you'll also get your form as a demon, and you can freely transform in different worlds." You have nothing to lose, and you have a lot more. Because demons are different from our alien race of souls, what you maintain is different from ours. ”

Thoughts, as desires, have been occupied by the alien race of souls that Danny said represented, and what is left for demons?

Dylan was puzzled, then thoughtful, and finally looked at Matthew.

"I, I will take the experience of others, and take the soul imprint formed by the experience of others as my own. Dylan looked at Danny, "Where do these marks come from?"

Danny shook his head and pointed to the ground. From those souls who have gone to hell under the faith of the Holy Lord.

"I ......" Dylan's face had completely darkened, "what am I going to do, take it?"

Danny's pursed mouth opened and made a biting motion.

Dylan was silent.

It's just addition and subtraction, and there's no 'getting' that's just a good thing. Hell is the prison that represents punishment, and this is their punishment.

Danny seemed to want to comfort Dylan, "You don't have to think about it, you're born, you don't have to sustain yourself, faith will sustain your existence." Danny looked at Dylan, "If you use that power, you don't need to plunder other people's souls, you will be very free to exist, and even if there is a body for you to integrate, you can live like an ordinary human." ”

Dylan remained silent, this is not a consolation, people who are capable will encounter the time to use their power no matter what.

"Matthew!" Benjamin's voice came out of the room.

Because Matthew, who was in a daze, was still listening to the conversation between the two, he just added another sentence to his muttering, "Did I have a demon in my body? Does that mean it? Danny? I have a demon in my body, I am a container, I am a container of wolf demons......"

So Benjamin couldn't help it, and his young wolf was going to be played bad. (To be continued)