death bird

Chapter 62

The night was quiet. Ivan had just had a face-to-face meeting with James March in his murder organ collection room, and learned that Room 64 was the place he liked to live in during his lifetime, and it was also the heart of the entire Coster Hotel. , the most evil source of the hotel.But what does this have to do with Ivan?Anyway, Ivan fell in love with this room, so he chose to occupy it and drove March out.Anyway, big fists make sense, and for March, the Ten Commandments Killer, obviously, this is Ivan's more benevolent approach.

If it were a quick-tempered angel like Gabriel, I'm afraid he would just throw it away with a purification, right?

I don't know why, but today Ivan suddenly remembered the Seraphim Gabriel who had seen him before, as well as the legendary Lord of Hell, Lucifer.

March was blocked by Ivan's holy light, and couldn't get into Room 64, so he could only go to the top floor of Coster Hotel angrily.He pushed open the door of the presidential suite on the top floor with a "bang" and shouted, "Who can tell me where that white-haired man came from?"

At this time, Elizabeth was watching the latest TV series on the Fox Channel with a high wine glass. Hearing March's shout, she laughed and said, "Honey, what's the matter? There are people you can't handle?"

Seeing the smug smile on Elizabeth's face, March walked to the sofa and turned off the TV, then lifted Elizabeth's chin with his fingers: "So, SWEETHEART, tell me, who is he?"

Elizabeth gently pushed March's finger away, and shook the red wine in her hand: "I don't know, I just planned to go hunting at night, but I didn't expect to bring back such a person. Maybe it's a wizard? Or a saint? ? Anyway, I can't do anything with him."

Hearing Elizabeth's high-pitched words, March chopped the ground hard with his feet, "I will always find a way to drive him away or kill him! Don't be complacent, my little baby!"

After finishing speaking, March came back to stay aggressively, only hearing Elizabeth's half-smile.

The flowers bloom at both ends.

Let’s say that Ivan finally cleaned up the evil in Room 64, leaning on the window rail alone and looking at the brightly lit city of Los Angeles.

At this moment, the full moon in the sky gradually began to turn blood-colored. A gust of wind blew open the curtains, and countless black feathers were blown into the room along with the night wind, finally slowly forming the image of a man.

His face was exactly the same as Ivan's, but at this time his hair had turned black, and his original emerald green pupils had also turned pitch black, like obsidian.

"Hi, long time no see, my Ivan."

The man walked to the side of the bed rail and gently hugged Ivan's shoulder from behind, looking extremely intimate.

Ivan turned his head, and when he heard the familiar man's voice full of seductive charm, his face suddenly turned red: "Lucifer."

Lucifer's long black hair fluttered in the night wind and mixed with Ivan's platinum-blond hair. Almost identical handsome faces looked at each other, and the pattern of an inverted pentagram appeared on his forehead, shining brightly under the blood moon. Brighten.

"I'm sorry, it took me so long to come to you. The previous confrontation with Jehovah caused me a little injury. I had to fall into a deep sleep, and I only woke up recently."

Because the windows of this large suite are big enough, Lucifer sat down on the window eaves opposite to Ivan, and said apologetically.

Ivan looked at the lord of hell who was indistinguishable from his own face, as if he was looking at another self, and couldn't help but stroke Lucifer's face with his hands: "It's okay, I also want to thank you for helping me resurrect. You Why did your hair turn black?"

Lucifer felt Ivan's fingers touching his face, and the warm touch passed by, as if someone was gently provoking in his heart: "When I was sleeping, I completely merged with the source of darkness. All the bright mana has been thrown away, so the appearance will also change."

"The source of darkness?"

Ivan was puzzled by this.

"Yes. Although I chose to fall into the sky and became the Lord of Hell, I did not completely integrate with Hell, because I still had a huge amount of light power in my body that used to be a Seraphim. But this time, I transferred all the light out. Transferred it into your body, thus achieving a perfect fusion with the darkness."

Lucifer leaned forward, gently hugged Ivan, and touched the platinum-gold inverted pentagram on Ivan's forehead with his finger, only to see six pure white light feathers stretch out from behind Ivan in an instant, covering the entire room. Countless pure white feathers scattered from the ground, shining like stars.

Ivan saw more light feathers more than one meter long stretching out his hand, and remembered the scene in the forest when he was resurrected. Obviously, there was an explanation for all of this.

"However, can you tell me when you injected these powers into my body? When my body and soul were separated?"

Hearing this, Lucifer shook his head and put down Ivan in his arms.

"At Thorn Cliff, when you were eight years old, do you still remember the pure white feather Shaka gave you back then? That was the guide for me to condense the power of light."

Ivan looked at Lucifer in front of him and met his eyes, but he didn't know what to say in his heart.The infusion of Lucifer's light power is undoubtedly the reason for Heaven's pursuit, but it is precisely because of these huge mana that Ivan escaped many difficulties.

"Ugh."

Ivan sighed, but he also said something else: "No matter what, we are really like one now."

The blood moon in the sky was slowly receding, but Lucifer didn't seem to want to leave, he looked at Ivan, and then suddenly stepped forward and kissed Ivan's forehead: "It's okay, I can help you in heaven Get over it. Except for the Lord, those angels, never a threat."

Lucifer's voice was deep and magnetic, like the waves of the night lapping against the shore, with a convincing power.

"Lucifer, the blood moon is about to disperse, are you going back to hell?"

Ivan knew that Lucifer's kiss didn't have any sensual taste, just like the goodnight kisses fathers give their children in all American families, it was just to show kindness.

Lucifer heard the words and shook his head: "No, this time I will project my spirit by your side like last time to protect your safety. This time it is Michael who descended to earth, and he is much more difficult to deal with than Gabriel Now, you have to be careful."