The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

The dazzling light spot had completely covered the glass shield, and the armor had been stripped to the point that few Crowley still brandished his great sword. ⊥August 1 Chinese, www.81ｚw.Com The gray bandage attached to the body is like a tentacle with its own consciousness, waving wildly in the air, winding around the scattered golden armor pieces, cutting and hitting Cherubim like a sharp blade!

It seems that except for a shield, Cherubim has no other weapons. His generous palm and back of his fingers are covered by glazed armor, and his right hand hidden under the shield is moving in the dazzling light spot!

The ethereal buzz as if coming from the deep valley came out when Cherubim's right finger was pointing at Crowley while hiding in the light spot. Crowley's clenched hands began to shake! Obviously, only the blade that was cut in the air was enveloped by Mars, as if the air had entities! The sharp friction sound exploded with Crowley's blade!

"Wow!"

The thick glass shield slammed into Crowley's slow movement!

The gray bandage flying in the air was suddenly straightened, Crowley's breastplate cracked again, and the white, slender body was like a flying bird, pulling huge wings and flying out!

Zac pursed his lips, Crowley's combat power was greatly reduced because of the lack of containers. Until now, only a few cracks appeared on the cherub's shield!

But Crowley seemed to understand her weakness. Her sword attracted Cherub's attention at all times, and the stripped pieces of nail leaf were under the control of bandages, which constantly attacked Cherub's armor. Bayi Middle School ?? ▲ wenwen www.81zw.com?

Of course, Crowley would n’t think that Zac ’s ‘bystander’ was a true spectator. All that the vampire needed was to break through the defense and get access to Cherubim ’s body! Crowley worked hard.

The huge wings are weak and do not fit on the black ground. The soft soil does not know what the 'things' they carry. It has contaminated and polluted Crowley's body with no pity. The golden smooth and long, already It was a terrible gloom, and God knew how much dirt was hidden in it.

"You lost." Cherubim's shield was placed on his side, and the glowing lights gathered on the armor and rushed to his right hand. His palm was facing Crowley on the ground. The black mist began to flow from the palm.

"Hehe." Crowley's side was leaning, her voice rubbing against the ground was faint and sparse. Her side face looked far away to the vampire and Seth, who seemed to be asking for something. "It's still early."

The fallen angel is asking for assistance? No, just the next form, she didn't want anyone to see it. Everyone has their own glory, not to mention the demon who was an angel.

Zac nodded with a smile and closed his eyes. The pale hand ignored his reaction and covered his eyes.

The dark horizon magnifies hearing.

When the collision sounded again, the vampire knew the battle had started again. Eight ◆ One ★ ▲ Chinese? Www.81zw.com? Sorry, because the vampire's intimate, I do not know what was born, let me ask Crowley? I can not.

As if it were the sound of flames, as if it were the cry of a beast, and there was nothing at all that was torn by the torn ...

Let's focus only on the moon that slowly moves up in the sky, um. It only seems to have moved up 8 °.

"You ..." Cherubim's voice sounded again, but this time it was not calm, and of course not anger, but it seemed to be intermittent because of gasping, "You, you lose ..., I, I will ... send you back ... "

"No." Zac's bent mouth opened and closed, and the vampire opened his eyes, crimson and the lonely moon in the sky echoed. "The battle is not over yet."

The vampire loosened his hand forcibly covering Seth's eyes, and the sharp nails protruding across the hunter's skin unintentionally, causing the black ink in Seth's eyes to roll unconsciously.

"The same prisoner as you." Crimson eyes looked at Crowley in the mud, wings? Do not. The white skeleton was contaminated with mud, and the broken half was buried in the soil layer. The golden head was scattered around her delicate face, and the torn skin spread all over the body.

What can everyone expect? Angel Wars, Crowley's collective will lose, after the changes of the times. Hell still exists, and they failed to resist success. This time, why is it different?

Zac looked away and looked at Cherubim. The glaze was like a broken vase, barely keeping its shape. The fragments that did not touch each other were like the wrong tiles, hanging on Cherubim. Under the empty armor, the thin body that fits the homeless man, plus his rickety posture, seemed so weak.

"We are facing you with this definition." The vampire's smile was still on his face, and his hands held fists. The sharp nails penetrated the vampire's own skin, and the bright red blood oozed out, contaminating the deadly fingertips. When it opened, the vampire's fingers seemed to be covered with bright red fingers, "We have to hold a ball. Isn't it? Mr. Cherub, the nameless."

The phantom in the night was imprinted in the sight of Cherubim, and the glazed shield that had been like a broken manhole cover was quickly erected in front of him.

"Wow!"

The vampire's face rested on the broken shield. Zac smiled and looked at the face of Cherubina exposed behind the shield. There was only a small arm between Cherubina's body stuck in the middle.

Zach raised his eyebrows and seemed to be dissatisfied with such an unappropriate cherubim. "This is so disappointing. Usually everyone avoids the tramp, and the tramp will not refuse other people to be close." Blinking, the eyes of crimson eyes curled up, "After all, the stinky person is you."

Cherubim's brow furrowed. He had already indicated that he did not want to have any communication with the vampire. So while his arm arched slightly, the broken glass shield pushed forward, but unfortunately-

A crackling light sounded between the two, and around Zac ’s palms rotating together, the colorful shards of glass spread apart from each other, losing contact with each other, revealing that Cherubim still holding the shield posture Left hand.

Although Crowley lost, please don't destroy her credit. The shield that exists because of 'absolute defense' has been shattered. This is why I dare not find her.

Zac's hands stretched out and turned between the scattered glazed fragments, holding the only left hand of Cherub's only armor, and pulled back!

The other hand of the vampire stabs straight at Cherub's bare chest!

Boom!

Zac's waist flexed sharply, and the knee against his abdomen seemed to feel that it wasn't enough. He actually spun a short touch. Zac's fingers didn't touch anything, the whole body still flew out!

Seth's dark eyes had been opened to the extreme. He watched the vampire tumble like a puppet on the ground, and the dagger in his hand shivered slightly, ‘I, I want to go up? ’

"Uh ..." Zac squeezed his face, stood up from the ground, and pressed his hand against the waist. With a click, the vampire's body stood up. "You're welcome!" Zac twisted his neck and lost it. The glazed gauntlets ripped off by him in the right hand, gave up to clean the clothes stained with mud, "I don't need it."

In the darkness, two reds pulled and hit the only complete armor that was stripped of Cherubim. (To be continued.)