[Zhongyingmei] Vampires also want to fall in love

"Darkness existed before God created light. Although he never said it, I guess there is something corresponding to light in hell. He is very concerned about the balance of light and dark. I always feel that he sent Lucy to hell There is a deep meaning behind it.”

Aziraphale whispered his conjecture, this is not a question that an angel should consider, but the rebelliousness that Aziraphale brings always makes him willing to think for himself.Mehta said that God is still sleeping, and he quietly told his students about his guesses so that no one would find out.

"The abyss at the bottom of hell can only be visited by your majesty, and no one knows what's inside except him." Crowley is very interested in this topic. Jump back and forth.

"If you're interested in what's in the abyss, next time I can just throw you in and have a look."

Lucifer and Cain walked to the bar together, and Warlock noticed that there were only a few of them and the waiters left in the crowded bar. The waiters with red eyes were obviously not human.

Crowley restrained his expression, stood up and bowed slightly to meet the Lord of Hell.Lucifer glanced at Crowley with a half-smile and didn't continue to dwell on the previous topic.

Crowley's identity is very special. He is one of the first demons who became famous after God created the world. He can temporarily cut off God's sight, and even freely travel between hell, earth and heaven, which is enough to prove his extraordinaryness.

When Lucifer was still Lucifer, he hated Crowley extremely. He felt that Crowley was a flaw in the perfection of God, and every time he saw those evil demons, he wanted to chop them into pieces.

It wasn't until he got along with these demons after he was in charge of hell that he realized that Crowley was not the same as the demons in the conventional sense. Ten thousand demons, he didn't completely plunge his whole body into hell.

Now that Lucifer has unloaded the burden of the Lord of Hell, he has no intention to start a dispute with Crowley. With a snap of his fingers, the atmosphere of the whole bar has changed from an ambiguous luxury to an evil and gloomy one. Famous drinks and various food, the pianist played the popular music of hell.

Aziraphale's ears twitched. He had always liked music, and the pianist played an instrument he always thought he had heard there.

Lucifer was the first to pick up a glass of wine. He didn't speak, but everyone present understood what he meant and raised the glass silently.

"It's almost time, and there is another guest on the way, please be patient." Lucifer tore off his tie. This atmosphere meant that he didn't need to hide his true self. The "devil face" button.

He deliberately looked at Warlock, seeing the shock in Warlock's eyes with satisfaction, "Now let's solve a small problem. Boy, I can see that you are in pain now. You don't know the human Warlock. Dowling Is it real or Vampire Warlock is real."

"You have to understand one thing. Whichever side you choose is the real one. Why don't you forget all the constraints and find your true self?"

"Look, I can be the angel Lucifer, the fallen angel Lucifer, or the human bar owner Lucifer, but I choose now that I am the devil Satan." Lucifer announced his decision domineeringly, and the black wings spread It can cover almost half of the hall.

Warlock could feel the drink he drank was churning in his stomach. He looked at Cain, then at the two teachers, and closed his eyes under their encouraging eyes.

So, who should he be?That little human boy who believed in science and truth, or was he a cub favored by darkness?

Aziraphale, who had originally divided half of his attention on the pianist, refocused his full attention on Warlock. He had already recognized who the pianist was——Antonio Salieri.

There are many people in hell who were famous in various fields during their lifetime, especially musicians and writers.Usually, how far a person can go on the road of music, painting or literature is related to their talent, and talent is the most likely to cause jealousy, which gives the devil a chance to take advantage of the loopholes, and they will infinitely magnify the dark side of these people , leading them to hell at last.

It’s just that no matter how much Aziraphale appreciates Salieri’s music, it’s not enough to overwhelm his worries about Warlock. He can ask Lucifer for a tape of Salieri playing the piano before leaving, and even better. For many pianists, the most important thing now is to watch the first transformation of the students I raised.

Warlock felt that his whole body was hot, and the pain in his back made him curl up unconsciously.His feet could no longer feel the touch of the floor, and he wondered if he had lost his ability to perceive the outside world due to excessive pain.Warlock's entire face contorted, all his strength gathered against the pain in his back.

He almost wanted to give up. It was too difficult for him. He dared to say that no 11-year-old boy had endured his pain.But he was not reconciled, he could feel several pairs of gazes falling on him, some were worried, some were looking forward to it, some were interesting, and some were indifferent.

He remembered the disappointment in Aziraphale's eyes and Crowley's almost disgusting eyes after the fact that he was not the son of Satan on his 11th birthday. Sifa's ignorance of himself just now...

In their eyes, they are just a game to pass the time, a pawn for them to achieve their mission goals. If they can't become stronger, they can only be a marionette.

No, how could he think so.Mrs. Crowley and Mrs. Aziraphale did their best to take care of him growing up, and they didn't give up on him when they found out that he was not the one they needed.His Highness Cain never hid his secrets when teaching him, almost all of his palaces were open to him, as long as he was strong enough, he could go anywhere.His Majesty Lucifer took out his treasures to help him break through...

He can see their intentions for him, how can he look at the elders who help him with the most malicious thoughts.

Warlock bit his lip for blood, and his eyes never opened, so he didn't know that he flew off the ground when he started to break through, let alone that his power overflowed from his body to envelop him Rise up to form a giant cocoon.

Aziraphale looked at the cocoon worriedly. He was born as an angel, and possessed the power bestowed on him by God. He never knew that the breakthrough of the dark immortal species required blood and life as the price.

Crowley put a hand on Aziraphale's shoulder, worried that he would soften and help Warlock.Volok must use his own strength to break through the cocoon before he can be recognized by the members of hell. Any outside help is poison to Volok.

Cain is a little worried. Not every bloodline will become a cocoon. Warlock is in such pain now because he has no blood relatives in this world. The body's self-protection mechanism creates this barrier, which is both protection and a test.

He thought he was Warlock's father, but he was completely out of hand right now.He should have fed his blood to Warlock to really establish a blood connection, but God's curse was running in his blood, and he didn't want Warlock to suffer the same curse as himself.

"Lucifer, you just said that there is another guest?" Cain found a topic, and he needed to divert his attention.

Lucifer was the most relaxed of all, he said while playing with the devil coin in his hand: "Yes, I also invited Azrael."

"But? Your Majesty, I remember you said that you wanted to invite Death." Crowley looked at Lucifer in shock. He seemed to have misunderstood something.

"Azrael, the angel of death, is there a problem?" Lucifer narrowed his eyes dangerously, "What did you do?"

Crowley replied dryly, "I invite the death of one of the Four Horsemen of Doom."