The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Under the night, juxtaposed parallel bright red marks are the remnants of the vampire's fingertips. Eight ◆ One ▲ ?? Chinese website www.8.11zw.com ▼ Radiant diffused glazed light spots are the pieces of armor that Cherub has been constantly crushed and increasingly fragmented!

Other than that, I couldn't see anything, and the two people seemed to be crumpled between the afterimages, unable to break down.

Only on the black land, the bright red blood spattered frequently splashed to remind the progress of the battle.

This blood belongs to the vampire Zac.

The halo that fainted with the brilliance suddenly exploded from Cherubim, and the thick right palm fingers constantly moving in the air injected countless light points into the halo that hit the vampire!

On Zac's arm, his sleeves had long been ragged, and pale skin was covered with blood and torn wounds. Look at the wounds that are constantly being created and healed, all of them are actually caught by vampires!

Zac's curled palms converged and embraced his shoulders when the halo appeared! The sharp fingertips are embedded directly into the muscles on the shoulder! Under the sharp lips, beside the sharp teeth, the corner of the mouth that the vampire opened because of his smile rose!

Cherubim has already begun to try to push away the entangled vampires and wants to distance themselves! However, it is too late.

The fingers embedded in the meat suddenly arched! The vampire seems to be making a bigger wound, drawing more blood!

In the chilling muscle tears, Zac's five bright red blood stains on each side of the left and right sides were pulled by the open arms and pulled out! Under the inertia of flicking, the thick, red blood beads hit the oncoming glass halo!

As the water drops touched the red hot iron, the raspy chirp sounded! However, this time is not the blood of the vampire, but the halo that was blurred by the blurred light, as if the colorful snow was invaded by the hot red hot water!

The colorful streamer is just like being attracted, and it is pulled into the blood beads that ejected and invaded! It was supposed to push Zac's back air halo, which had been shattered when the vampire crashed in, and had no effect!

After the broken and ablated halo, there was no trace of protection on Cherubim's body. Eight ◆ One ▲ ?? Chinese website www.8.11zw.com ▼ Dirty wrinkled, yellow skin, attached to the large skeleton. The fingers full of thick cocoons are still moving, trying to ...

Hey!

Zac's close fingers penetrated Cherubim's right palm in front of him! Penetrate from the palm of your hand, reveal through the back of your hand!

"This hand!" Zac's face leaned in front of Cherub. "It's too much trouble!"

The palm that Cherub was penetrated by Zac began to become transparent at this time! It seems that it is the bright red and overbearing color of the blood of the vampire. The colorful streamer suddenly lights up on the entire arm! It seems to be running out of control to the wounds that are contaminated by vampire blood!

With the palm of his hand intact, he pressed Zac's chest. Zac did not resist and chuckled. Renjilubo pushed away!

Until this time. The chaotic battle scene is clear!

Compared to the violence of the first contact, this time, Zach was only pushed back two steps slowly, stretching his aching body, sideways, and looked at the tattered sleeve with regret.

After pushing away Zach, the opposite cherub touched the ground with one knee. His entire right arm is like a prosthesis made of glass, hanging stiffly on the side of his body! In the transparent arm, after the initial burst of brilliance was swallowed by the palm wound, there is now only a sparse light spot. Dragging the winding streamer, struggling to be pulled by the vampire blood remaining in the palm wound!

And this trend is spreading. At the shoulder where the arm and the trunk are joined, the colorful streamer is being pulled by the invisible force, detached from the body, pulled into the arm, turned reluctantly to the elbow, and was swallowed by the bright red blood!

Zac glanced across the empty cemetery and saw his blood spilling everywhere, shaking his head helplessly. Finally he appeared in the half-covered soil. An upturned metal wine bottle, in a good mood, temporarily ignored the object of the battle and walked towards the wine bottle.

The vampire stooped to pick up the bottle and shook it. Full of heavy feeling satisfied him. He unscrewed the bottle and swallowed it.

In the quiet cemetery, the voice of the vampire swallowing was particularly clear. Soon, the voice was accompanied by a trace.

Click!

The crisp crackle attracted Zac's eyes, and the vampire licked the blood on the corner of his mouth without waste, smiling and looking at Cherubim.

Black cracks spread all over Cherub's right arm, which is completely transparent like glassware. Cherubim half kneeled on the ground, his thin left hand clutching the useless, completely burdened right hand.

Click! Boom!

The transparent fragments scattered on the side of Cherubim! He gave up his right hand.

Zac smiled with regret that the other party did not give him more time to find supplements. "Well, the second round."

Pale skin, the newly healed wound is embedded again with sharp fingertips! Under the moonlight, the vampire's body turned into a blurred image again, rushing towards the cherubim who was barely standing ...

The flame, unlike the flame we are familiar with, was described by Crowley as the fire of judgment in hellfire, and the flame that tortured the soul exploded in the cemetery.

Of course, Cherubim had no choice, did he? His shield has broken and disappeared under Crowley's angel, demon form and Zac's rotation. The magical right hand that he was able to transform from intangible to tangible has been abandoned by himself. This ancient creature has no more tricks.

The hidden pain from the depths of the already rotten soul made Zac frown. This flame did not make Zac unbearable, but it made people unconsciously upset!

The vampire didn't want to make the scene so tragic, but this little irritability made Zac focus on the left hand that could release the flames!

As if the upgrade of the previous scene was repeated.

The vampire did not let Cherubim push away his hand that penetrated the opponent's left arm, but backed away.

Cherubim kneeling on his knees lowered his head. After the sudden burst of colored light, countless streamers were drawn into the wound contaminated by the blood of the vampire. As if the left arm of the glassware hangs stiffly on his side, if not his body is stained with mud, the transparent left arm is crisscrossed with black mud, this transparent limb will not have a sense of realness.

The vampire's eyes drifted away again, searching for his wine bottle under the dark night.

It was noted that Suo Suo's friction sound appeared in the temporarily quiet graveyard. The huge white skeleton was placed on a beautiful body with terrible scars all over the body, and was slowly pulled up. Crowley slid across the land and lifted up with the long golden dirt.

The red texture stretched from the fallen angel's back, slowly covering her bone wings. The texture of the skin is re-covered with the naked eye, and the fluttering fluff and new feathers gradually hide the white skeleton.

Crowley had no expression on her face. She picked up a wine bottle beside her and threw it towards the vampire, but her eyes turned to Seth who had been standing in the distance.

Zac took the wine bottle, unscrewed it, and replenished it. With a smile, he looked at Cherub, who was slowly standing up. "Now? He still has strength. I think we can do it for the third round."

At the junction of Cherub's shoulders, the streamer's transparent left arm sucked. This cherubim no longer has a right hand to control, ruining his left arm that is constantly eroding his strength.

Crowley stood up, and the wings behind her shoulders seemed to be a little uncomfortable, shaking slightly. She turned to look at Cherub, who stood up, "You lost."

Cherubim didn't speak, only lowered his head, his eyes were not on anyone, but focused on the land in front of him without emotion. This is neither a default nor a resistance.

Zac raised his eyebrows and stopped fighting.

Crowley walked towards Seth, her hand contaminated by the soil stretched out, "weapon, demon hunter."

Seth frowned, and now he didn't know what mood to use. The purpose of this battle is only one, to make Cherubim disappear, because Cherubim is a threat to all demons walking around the world, and there is no choice. However, with the intentional and unintentional reminder of the vampire Zach, Seth realized that the battle here was just a reenactment of history, a continuation and rewriting of the religious history created by ancient beliefs.

The dagger with the intricate patterns engraved was handed to Crowley. Crowley's eyebrows wrinkled when she touched the weapon that could destroy the soul, and a trace of disgust appeared on her face. Such emotions were fleeting, and she turned and walked towards the motionless Cherubim.

"You." Cherubim's face lifted slightly, his face was pale, and his eyes were still muddy. "Are you coming to give me the last blow? Prisoner."

"No, former comrades." Crowley stared at the dagger in her hand. "I'll send the last blow to the enemy who is opposed because of different beliefs."

Cherub closed his eyes and seemed to agree with this statement.

When the silver dagger touched Cherub's throat, the cherub's lips opened and closed, as if to say something.

Zac squinted and frowned, and the vision in front of him was illuminated by the bright red flashes.

The edge of the dark gray ash, surrounded by bright red burning traces, wrapped around Crowley's body. The huge black wings trembled slightly, and the turbulent air swept away the presence of the cherubim.

The momentary silence disappeared when the moonlight again occupied the space, Crowley turned around, and the silver streamer threw out of her hand, drawing towards Seth in the distance.

Crowley doesn't want to hold this butcher knife again.

"Send Mike back." Crowley's unfolded wings said to Zac as she pressed the ground.

ended.

Zac looked at Crowley, who had disappeared under the moonlight for a moment, and shook his head. He turned his head to look at the dagger, who seemed to shake God's Seth, a smile appeared on his face, "What are you still standing for? Your day of vacation is over. Now, I can give you back intact" General's. '

Zac was really flawless.

The truck moved again, went straight into the north, and put Mike with a stack of books and countless pastries at Mary's Church, and then set down Seth when he entered the southeast. Zac can't wait to step on the accelerator and head to the south. He needs to return to Grande's house quickly.

In this world where everyone belongs, the vampire is pulling his belongings tightly. "Alone", this is the real **** of a vampire. (To be continued.)