Getting out of Crowley's baby car, Warlock's expectations of gifts and study tours disappeared, and he tried to suppress the feeling of wanting to vomit while leaning on the body of the car.If this car was the means of transportation for the study tour later, Warlock felt that death would be more liberating for him.
Aziraphale gave Crowley a disapproving look, then stepped forward and stroked Warlock's back to help him ease the discomfort.The angel's awe of the rules is engraved in his soul. Aziraphale believes that wherever he is, he must abide by the rules of the place. It is Crowley's fault that Warlock is uncomfortable because of Crowley's speeding.
Warlock's physical fitness is gradually changing from human to vampire, and his endurance is far stronger than in the past. Even so, he can't maintain his demeanor at flying speed like Cain and Aziraphale.
After feeling better, Warlock was able to pay attention to where the three teachers took him. In front of him was a cemetery.
The gloomy cemetery was full of dilapidated tombs, and some white bones were buried in the black soil that had been soaked by something. When Warlock and his party passed by, flocks of crows jumped over their heads.
Cain walked in the dirty cemetery as if walking in his own palace, without any discomfort.Crowley turned a blind eye to everything in the cemetery, only Aziraphale frowned and pulled his pants to worry about getting mud.
The deeper the cemetery went, the more sparse the tombs were, and the black mist covered almost everything in front of it.Cain walked forward with unstoppable momentum, the black mist obediently parted a way in front of Cain, Warlock was sandwiched between Crowley and Aziraphale, the black mist couldn't even touch Warlock's hem was stopped.
A vine rolled up Warlock's ankles from behind unconsciously, and bright red flowers bloomed on the vine.Warlock struggled hard, but instead of freeing himself from the vine, he disrupted his rhythm of following the two teachers.
The vine rolled up Warlock's legs, looped around his waist, and climbed up to rub against Warlock's face.Warlock recognized that it was a vampire vine, and stretched out his hand stiffly to pinch the vine and tore it apart and threw it to the ground.
This kind of vine has the characteristics of bullying and fear of strength that all hell races have. If Volok lets it climb on his head, the vine will feel that Volok is afraid of it, and then suck Warlock into a mummy.
Cain would not take this kind of vines that could be torn off easily, and let them grow wantonly in the dark.Crowley felt that Warlock could handle such a small thing, and Aziraphale didn't intervene, seeing that Cain and Crowley were both relaxed.
Warlock broke away from the protective circle of the three people, and more and more vines gathered, eager to continue climbing onto Warlock's body.Warlock thought about it, and there was a faint omen that the wings were about to be released, and the bright breath brought by the left wing frightened the vampire vines.
Many vines shrank back, as if they were really afraid of the breath of light.Warlock breathed a sigh of relief. The three teachers did not agree with him letting out his wings casually. He didn't want to go against their request, so he could only use his strength to fight.
Before Warlock breathed a sigh of relief, a vine that had already retreated halfway jumped up from the ground and went straight to Warlock's front door. Warlock raised his arm to block it when his eyes widened.The sharp thorns on the vines drew a bloodstain on Warlock's face, the smell of blood stimulated Warlock, his golden eyes turned a little dark, and the neat and round nails that were originally trimmed suddenly grew long, black The nails were matte in the dim moonlight.
Warlock flipped his wrist and grabbed the vine, its thorns digging into his palm as his sharp nails dug into the vine.The bright red liquid dripped from Volok's fingertips, and Volok's blood mixed with vine juice burned the earth on the ground.
Warlock squeezed tighter and tighter as if he couldn't feel the pain, and the vine didn't move a little bit. Warlock licked the blood that slipped from his cheek, and tasted pure blood for the first time.
Even normal people would not feel repelled when swallowing their own blood. When a few drops of blood entered the mouth, Warlock's whole body trembled. Blood is the food of the vampires, and only vampires can understand how good the taste of blood is.Once Pandora's box was opened, Warlock could no longer resist the thirst for blood that originated from the bloodline.
Cain pursed his lips as he watched Warlock complete his psychological transformation, and pulled the lifeless vines out of Warlock's hands. Blood was still oozing from Warlock's blood-stained palms.Cain took two steps forward and held Warlock's hand, and the wound that his slender fingers passed over began to heal little by little.
"It is extremely risky to intimidate the enemy with strength and status. Unless you really have the power to crush everything, you must be prepared to be counterattacked at any time. Whether it is a demon or this kind of monster living in hell, facing the strong Rarely are you really convinced, you let loose too soon." Cain led Warlock on and walked on, teaching Warlock to act rashly.
There are many monsters along this road, and truly intelligent monsters will be cautious about the existence of Cain and not easily attack. Only those monsters that rely on their nature will attack.This kind of monster is the best solution. Cain didn't stop the vampire vines from approaching Warlock, but just wanted Warlock to try to deal with the challenge by himself.
Warlock lowered his head and only left Cain with a hair. He knew in his heart that he was careless. He relaxed too early. If there is a next time, he will definitely be able to solve the vampire vine more perfectly.
Cain was pleased with the effectiveness of the vampiric vines, which facilitated Warlock's psychological transformation from human to vampire.But now seeing Warlock bowing his head and not speaking, he wondered if what he had said was too much.The demon cubs in hell can do whatever they want. After all, Warlock was raised by human adoptive parents like a little prince, and it cannot be generalized.
He signaled Crowley with his eyes to say a few words to break the silence so that the atmosphere would no longer be awkward, but Crowley whispered to Aziraphale as if he didn't see anything.
Aziraphale is very familiar with Warlock's state. Every time Warlock is dissatisfied with himself, he will be silent and find a quiet time to sum up his mistakes and not make them again next time.And Crowley, who was used to being a nanny, always tried to go up to comfort Warlock, and then was taken away by Aziraphale. Over time, he also got used to not intervening in Warlock's self-reflection process.
Cain's eyes for help did not get a response from the angel and demon combination, so he could only maintain a cold expression and lead Warlock into the castle hidden deep in the cemetery.
The gate of the castle opened in front of the four of them. Cain let go of Warlock's hand, pressed him on Warlock's shoulder, and pushed him in.
"The most important point is that you have to learn to seek help from the strong and learn to use everything you can. I heard Crowley tell you about your past. At that time, you would still use your father's status and power to get what you want. Yes, but after transforming into a vampire you start trying to solve everything by yourself, this is the most stupid."
"I'm here, Crowley is here, Aziraphale is here, why don't you ask us for help? We'd all be happy to be your backing."
The moment Cain's voice fell, flames ignited outside the castle. Bloody, black, and fiery red flames intertwined, sweeping through the vampire vines clinging to every corner of the cemetery.The enchantment of the castle gate stopped the flames, and the gnawing vines were burned to death, leaving only ashes on the ground.
The author says:
Cain: I want to teach Cubs to become strong.
Crowley: Grind him.
Cain: But Zai Zai is not strong enough in strength and mind, what should I do if I get injured?
Crowley: Protect him from getting hurt.
Cain: If you fully protect the cub, he will not be able to become a strong man.
Crowley: Then train him.
Aziraphale: Aren't the cubs in hell grow up in a struggle between life and death?Cain, don't overprotect yourself!
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☆The small theater highlights certain characteristics of the characters, and the characters in the main text are more complex and multifaceted.Neither Cain nor the angel-demon duo were lenient when it came to teaching Warlock.
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Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Daohui; 381535331 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Aziraphale gave Crowley a disapproving look, then stepped forward and stroked Warlock's back to help him ease the discomfort.The angel's awe of the rules is engraved in his soul. Aziraphale believes that wherever he is, he must abide by the rules of the place. It is Crowley's fault that Warlock is uncomfortable because of Crowley's speeding.
Warlock's physical fitness is gradually changing from human to vampire, and his endurance is far stronger than in the past. Even so, he can't maintain his demeanor at flying speed like Cain and Aziraphale.
After feeling better, Warlock was able to pay attention to where the three teachers took him. In front of him was a cemetery.
The gloomy cemetery was full of dilapidated tombs, and some white bones were buried in the black soil that had been soaked by something. When Warlock and his party passed by, flocks of crows jumped over their heads.
Cain walked in the dirty cemetery as if walking in his own palace, without any discomfort.Crowley turned a blind eye to everything in the cemetery, only Aziraphale frowned and pulled his pants to worry about getting mud.
The deeper the cemetery went, the more sparse the tombs were, and the black mist covered almost everything in front of it.Cain walked forward with unstoppable momentum, the black mist obediently parted a way in front of Cain, Warlock was sandwiched between Crowley and Aziraphale, the black mist couldn't even touch Warlock's hem was stopped.
A vine rolled up Warlock's ankles from behind unconsciously, and bright red flowers bloomed on the vine.Warlock struggled hard, but instead of freeing himself from the vine, he disrupted his rhythm of following the two teachers.
The vine rolled up Warlock's legs, looped around his waist, and climbed up to rub against Warlock's face.Warlock recognized that it was a vampire vine, and stretched out his hand stiffly to pinch the vine and tore it apart and threw it to the ground.
This kind of vine has the characteristics of bullying and fear of strength that all hell races have. If Volok lets it climb on his head, the vine will feel that Volok is afraid of it, and then suck Warlock into a mummy.
Cain would not take this kind of vines that could be torn off easily, and let them grow wantonly in the dark.Crowley felt that Warlock could handle such a small thing, and Aziraphale didn't intervene, seeing that Cain and Crowley were both relaxed.
Warlock broke away from the protective circle of the three people, and more and more vines gathered, eager to continue climbing onto Warlock's body.Warlock thought about it, and there was a faint omen that the wings were about to be released, and the bright breath brought by the left wing frightened the vampire vines.
Many vines shrank back, as if they were really afraid of the breath of light.Warlock breathed a sigh of relief. The three teachers did not agree with him letting out his wings casually. He didn't want to go against their request, so he could only use his strength to fight.
Before Warlock breathed a sigh of relief, a vine that had already retreated halfway jumped up from the ground and went straight to Warlock's front door. Warlock raised his arm to block it when his eyes widened.The sharp thorns on the vines drew a bloodstain on Warlock's face, the smell of blood stimulated Warlock, his golden eyes turned a little dark, and the neat and round nails that were originally trimmed suddenly grew long, black The nails were matte in the dim moonlight.
Warlock flipped his wrist and grabbed the vine, its thorns digging into his palm as his sharp nails dug into the vine.The bright red liquid dripped from Volok's fingertips, and Volok's blood mixed with vine juice burned the earth on the ground.
Warlock squeezed tighter and tighter as if he couldn't feel the pain, and the vine didn't move a little bit. Warlock licked the blood that slipped from his cheek, and tasted pure blood for the first time.
Even normal people would not feel repelled when swallowing their own blood. When a few drops of blood entered the mouth, Warlock's whole body trembled. Blood is the food of the vampires, and only vampires can understand how good the taste of blood is.Once Pandora's box was opened, Warlock could no longer resist the thirst for blood that originated from the bloodline.
Cain pursed his lips as he watched Warlock complete his psychological transformation, and pulled the lifeless vines out of Warlock's hands. Blood was still oozing from Warlock's blood-stained palms.Cain took two steps forward and held Warlock's hand, and the wound that his slender fingers passed over began to heal little by little.
"It is extremely risky to intimidate the enemy with strength and status. Unless you really have the power to crush everything, you must be prepared to be counterattacked at any time. Whether it is a demon or this kind of monster living in hell, facing the strong Rarely are you really convinced, you let loose too soon." Cain led Warlock on and walked on, teaching Warlock to act rashly.
There are many monsters along this road, and truly intelligent monsters will be cautious about the existence of Cain and not easily attack. Only those monsters that rely on their nature will attack.This kind of monster is the best solution. Cain didn't stop the vampire vines from approaching Warlock, but just wanted Warlock to try to deal with the challenge by himself.
Warlock lowered his head and only left Cain with a hair. He knew in his heart that he was careless. He relaxed too early. If there is a next time, he will definitely be able to solve the vampire vine more perfectly.
Cain was pleased with the effectiveness of the vampiric vines, which facilitated Warlock's psychological transformation from human to vampire.But now seeing Warlock bowing his head and not speaking, he wondered if what he had said was too much.The demon cubs in hell can do whatever they want. After all, Warlock was raised by human adoptive parents like a little prince, and it cannot be generalized.
He signaled Crowley with his eyes to say a few words to break the silence so that the atmosphere would no longer be awkward, but Crowley whispered to Aziraphale as if he didn't see anything.
Aziraphale is very familiar with Warlock's state. Every time Warlock is dissatisfied with himself, he will be silent and find a quiet time to sum up his mistakes and not make them again next time.And Crowley, who was used to being a nanny, always tried to go up to comfort Warlock, and then was taken away by Aziraphale. Over time, he also got used to not intervening in Warlock's self-reflection process.
Cain's eyes for help did not get a response from the angel and demon combination, so he could only maintain a cold expression and lead Warlock into the castle hidden deep in the cemetery.
The gate of the castle opened in front of the four of them. Cain let go of Warlock's hand, pressed him on Warlock's shoulder, and pushed him in.
"The most important point is that you have to learn to seek help from the strong and learn to use everything you can. I heard Crowley tell you about your past. At that time, you would still use your father's status and power to get what you want. Yes, but after transforming into a vampire you start trying to solve everything by yourself, this is the most stupid."
"I'm here, Crowley is here, Aziraphale is here, why don't you ask us for help? We'd all be happy to be your backing."
The moment Cain's voice fell, flames ignited outside the castle. Bloody, black, and fiery red flames intertwined, sweeping through the vampire vines clinging to every corner of the cemetery.The enchantment of the castle gate stopped the flames, and the gnawing vines were burned to death, leaving only ashes on the ground.
The author says:
Cain: I want to teach Cubs to become strong.
Crowley: Grind him.
Cain: But Zai Zai is not strong enough in strength and mind, what should I do if I get injured?
Crowley: Protect him from getting hurt.
Cain: If you fully protect the cub, he will not be able to become a strong man.
Crowley: Then train him.
Aziraphale: Aren't the cubs in hell grow up in a struggle between life and death?Cain, don't overprotect yourself!
-
☆The small theater highlights certain characteristics of the characters, and the characters in the main text are more complex and multifaceted.Neither Cain nor the angel-demon duo were lenient when it came to teaching Warlock.
-
Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Daohui; 381535331 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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