[Comprehensive British and American] Raphael refuses to go home

The white light danced at Raphael's fingertips, but that light was a completely different color in Raphael's blue eyes: "Cassidio," without looking up at Casidio, "what are you hiding from me?" ?”

Sam could hear the anger in Raphael's voice, and of course what made him feel more concrete was the wind surging in this warehouse.This kind of wind showed clearly to the Winchester brothers that even though they lacked glory, the Seraphim in front of them was still stronger than they had imagined.

"I have met Metatron once." Cassidio pursed his lips, his eyes filled with aggrieved look, "He told me that I would follow his ideas, organize an army against him, and provoke him As the authority of the new God." He looked at Raphael who turned his back, "This is the treatment that all protagonists will suffer."

Who is the "protagonist" here? Considering that this is what Metatron said, it is self-evident: "But I really don't want to, I really don't want to. Your Excellency Raphael." It's like Raphael's subordinates. Raphael, he used to be Raphael's favorite subordinate until he was blinded by power.

"I have done too many wrong things for the sake of power and power. Those brothers and sisters who died in my heaven are my guilt. What I want to do is to atone for sins instead of adding to the mistakes. So this time, I We can't make the same mistakes again." He looked at Raphael with a sincere tone.

Raphael didn't reply, he focused on the light blue, almost white energy on his fingertips.

The Winchester brothers looked at the awkward atmosphere between Cassidio and Raphael and felt unable to intervene, only Crowley, and he sneered from the devil in hell: "Oh, this is simply awesome, the angel's confession, ha?"

For the absence of the tiger, the monkey called the king the 'Lord of Hell'. Raphael raised his drooping left hand and flicked it out casually.Crowley's reaction was quick, and before the Winchester brothers realized what had happened, the light blue energy collided with the black and red energy, blasting a huge air wave in the air.

The corpses all over the ground were thrown up: "You are so angry, Little Feather." Crowley doesn't care, it's not him, the demon who is short of energy, "You reminded me, how does it feel to be betrayed by your own subordinates repeatedly? Like? It’s said that there are only three things, hey, so how many times is this the first time?”

Cassidio's face turned pale.

The wind surged around Raphael, and the crystal blue light became more intense in his eyes.

"So, how about a deal, Feather?"

After helping the Winchester brothers for so long, the trading demon from hell finally bared his fangs.

This demon, who is always thinking about getting some benefits from the hands of angels, wants to get something from the hands of the number one sage angel in heaven in front of him: "How about a deal, Little Feather? I'll give you what you want, and you , give me what I want—”

Crowley stretched out his voice, he was so close to what he wanted, and he could get it right away: "You want to send those angels back to heaven, right? Coincidentally, I know there is a very powerful Witch, what can be done. So, how about a deal, Feather?"

"Don't, call, me, little, feather, hair!" The dazzling light flashed across the facial features of the skin, and the piercing Winchester brothers had to raise their hands to cover their eyes.

However, through their fingers and the dazzling light, they saw a pair of huge skeletons stretched out on the wall...

If possible, they would like to complain that it cannot be called Little Feather, but Big Skeleton.

"Okay, okay, there are no small feathers. Then, Lord Raphael?" In the face of huge interests, Crowley has always been flexible, "How about making a deal? I will help you open the passage to heaven, and You give me what I want, one thing for one thing, I have always been fair and just?"

There was sweat on Crowley's brow, but there was a winning smile on his face.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Dean covered his eyes to prevent himself from being blinded.He was still thinking about who learned Cassidio's habit of showing his wings at every turn, but now it seems that the upper beam is crooked and the lower beam is naturally not straight: "So, Crowley, do you know how to get to heaven?"

"Oh, please." Crowley opened his hand, "Who am I? 'King of Hell (King of Hell)' remember!"

Crowley had a smug smile on his face. At this moment, he was like a god on the throne, condescendingly looking down on the ups and downs of all living beings, ready to smile and brush off his clothes when he was tired of watching.

There should be applause here, but Sam isn't up to Crowley.He hasn't been in hell, so he is familiar with demons and has a good impression of Dean: "Yes, you reminded me, the 'trading demon at the cross street', which can be summoned by just burying an urn goods."

No matter how imposing the preparations were, they were crushed by Sam's words.

Crowley put away his open arms angrily: "What do you think I've been doing for so long? Heaven has become a mess, and hell has been disturbed. Naturally, I have to find a way to appease my soul." Territory." He rolled his eyes, looking at the black wing marks on the ground.

Because he collided with Raphael's power before, and washed away all the corpses on the ground.This also led to the scene of the 'Xie O Cult', which was originally spectacular, turned into a large-scale graffiti scene: "Stop supporting your chicken-bone frame, Sir Seraph, your strength is not much."

Looking at the scorched black shape on the ground, Raphael suddenly remembered the basement before he was captured by BAU.

The space there is much larger than here, but the number of wings engraved on the ground and the thick appearance are far from being comparable to the ground that is much smaller than the basement but still looks a little empty.Even the lingering prayers there are not comparable here.

But in just a few days, there are fewer and fewer angels who are willing to call the horn of heaven, and the glory of brothers and sisters is getting thinner and thinner. If this continues, there are only two ways for them to go.

Rebuild a new heaven and a new order with Metatron, or just die on earth.

Noncommittal: "So, what do you want?"

"The flag of Lucifer." Crowley had a victorious smile on his face, as if waving at him when he saw something he wanted, "I know that when the vice-lord of heaven rebelled against heaven and fell into the king of hell, he held it high." The flag of rebellion has been in your hands for so many years."

Raphael looked at Crowley, maybe it was an illusion, but under the bright light, Raphael's eyes were dark.

"Flag of the Fallen Angel," looked at Crowley with dark eyes, the lights in the warehouse were bright and dim, and the surrounding environment was even more eerie, "You are the first one to ask me for something in so many years, your courage is commendable .” I can’t tell if it’s a compliment or a sarcasm.

Back then, the deputy king of heaven fell from heaven, and on the way from the highest to the abyss, apart from space, there was also energy conversion.The vice-lord of heaven is never a person without schemes, the pennant that Crowley asked for was prepared by Lucifer for his subordinates to be able to transition smoothly during the process of falling into the sky.

In other words, with this pennant, as long as Crowley wants to, he can switch the power of darkness and light at will: "The pennant of the fallen angel is indeed a good thing." More importantly, because it is Lucifer's natal Weapon, this Noble Phantasm can also summon the fallen angels who are now living in hell.

"It is my honor to be praised by you." Crowley took this sentence as a compliment, "It is a great honor to be praised by the current monarch of heaven." He put a big hat on Raphael, "Just exchanging a flag for the control of heaven is very appropriate, don't you think?"

Suitable?

Raphael laughed, if he really cared about that broken chair, maybe it was really suitable.

It's just that he doesn't care what heaven is like, and it's not his responsibility what hell will look like: "Do you know the 'Gabriel's Horn'? Humans who have fallen into demons." He looked at Crowley, his face slowly overflowing. smiled.

Raphael stood in the middle of the open space, and the white light that was originally swimming in his hand gradually turned into a conch-like horn.Against the background of the warehouse lights, there was fluorescent light flowing on the horn, which was extraordinary: "Since you know," he looked at Crowley, "you know what will happen if I blow it."

The silver-white light on the palm-sized white conch was shining brightly. In Winchester's eyes, the silver-white conch was stretched and enlarged by a pair of invisible hands, and it became a spiral shape with a big tail and a small head. The golden pattern flows, and it looks like a giant horn like a real horn.

Raphael raised his head and put the ivory-like tip on his lips. His peripheral vision swept across Crowley, and it was full of smiles.

As for Crowley, his complexion changed suddenly, and he turned around and ran towards the outside of the warehouse.Even though the Winchester brothers have experienced many things, they couldn't help but be shocked by the sudden change before them.

It was difficult for them to describe what kind of sound it was. It seemed to be a melody but not fragmented. It seemed to be the sound of a babbling child, but it could be intermittently connected into a song.It's like meaningless music, but when you taste it carefully, you feel like you're in the sun.

Cassidio stood on one side. He looked at the young man standing in the middle of the warehouse holding a horn with one hand. The soft light he saw when he opened his eyes for the first time was in a trance: "We met for the first time," he heard the voice in his heart , "I am your elder brother, and I will also be your guide in the future."

"If you can, just call me Raphael."

And for thousands of years later, he followed this person without thinking about anything or worrying about anything.Because as long as they follow this person, the road ahead is open.

This is, his master.

When Gabriel's trumpet is sounded, who will answer the call?

I will.

The author has something to say:

Crowley didn't know that Raphael had a special way to return to heaven. He thought that this group of angels had been cornered by Metatron, and that's why he made such a bold proposal.As for the great witch he knew, everyone must know who it was.

There is a story about why the natal weapons of Gabriel and Lucifer are in the hands of Raphael~ In fact, don’t talk about these two, Michael’s natal weapons are not in his own hands, but whoever has them is a It's a secret.

Today's Gabriel is still being forcibly ended, but it is gratifying that Gabriel, who has been diving, finally found the entrance and is ready to enter, but Metatron is still crazy in heaven.

Preview: When brothers meet, what is the first thing to do?

As a digression, those who want the author to be as crazy as Metatron to code, must have forgotten that Metatron learned Chuck's code, and as a result, his "masterpiece" code was halfway through, and he lost it.Locked up by the angels, which leads to...

He broke! ! ! (Intimidating face JPG.)

Thanks Bucky for mine~