[Zhongyingmei] Vampires also want to fall in love

Before Warlock's 11th birthday, he never thought that the fantastic things in the storybook would happen to him. Like his father, he was an out-and-out scientist, and he believed that the angels and demons in the stories were all fantasy. Yes, and even once despised those students who were obsessed with fantasy storybooks.

He never thought that he would awaken the blood of the blood race, and he could have an angel and a demon as teachers.If he could tell what happened to him to those peers who believed in the existence of angels and demons, he would definitely get a lot of envious eyes and amazing voices.

It's a pity that after turning back time, his familiar peers disappeared, and his classmates became complete strangers. Facing the concern and invitation of his classmates, he had to prevaricate with the excuse that he still needs to rest.

Fortunately, his father was still busy with work, and Warlock and his mother were going to fly around the world with his father. After the doctor confirmed that his body was fully recovered, he received the news that he was going to transfer again.Now Warlock didn't need to investigate his social circle in this world in advance, which made him relieved.

Crowley picked up Warlock early in the morning, and Warlock didn't dare to ask a single question while Crowley was driving.On the one hand, because of Crowley's bad temper, Warlock is a little afraid of him; on the other hand, Warlock has started to get motion sickness. After all, few people dare to drive at a speed of 150 miles on the streets of London.

Seeing Warlock's pale face in the rearview mirror, Crowley twitched the corners of his mouth and slowed down the car, reducing the speed to 120 mph. After confirming that Warlock's eyes were bright, Crowley raised his lips slightly.

Many books about demons have written that the road to hell in the world is eerie, haunted by death, evil and despair.

This is the road to hell that Warlock imagined. He even guessed that the speed of the car must be increased to more than a hundred miles to find the way to hell.

It's a cool thing for kids Warlock's age, who can't help but like something their parents think is abnormal to show that they are grown up and have independent thoughts and aesthetics.

The same is true for Warlock, even if he has always been a "child of someone else's family" in the mouth of other parents, he cannot avoid the occasional small rebellion.

Warlock suppressed his dizziness and stared at the guide signs on the street, his eyes unblinking for fear that he would miss the moment of entering hell.

Unaware of what a horrible place Warlock imagined hell to be, Crowley continued on the road.If he knew what Warlock was thinking, he would have laughed and ridiculed Warlock's rich imagination.

Normal people can't imagine the barrenness and darkness of hell. Except for some territories delimited by the high-level hell, which are passable, other places can only be described as dirty and chaotic.

This is why Crowley would rather wander the world than stay in hell for a long time for 6000 years.Having enjoyed the cleanliness and pleasures of the world, it would be difficult for Crowley to be interested in those pleasures in hell.

Crowley parked the car in front of a building, and Warlock followed behind Crowley a little nervously. He felt that the two worlds in front of him overlapped.

According to the map of London, this should be a park. There are many young men and women picnicking on the grass with baskets, and children running around chasing puppies.Warlock shook his head, the lawn in front of him turned into a building, the building was not real, and Warlock could see that the entrance of the building just overlapped with the ticket office of the park.

Crowley talked to the person at the ticket gate, and showed a strange sign, then turned to Warlock and motioned for him to follow.

Warlock quickly followed Crowley. After entering the entrance, the image of the park disappeared completely, and he actually stood in the building.There are two elevators in the building, one goes up and the other goes down. Warlock subconsciously avoided the up elevator, fearing the holy power emanating from that elevator.

"The elevator on the left leads to hell, and the elevator on the right leads to heaven." Crowley took Volok up to the elevator, and explained to the bewildered Volok, "These two passages are official passages, only Only those with permission can open it."

"The passage from hell to the human world is rarely opened. Most members of the hell are not willing to come to the human world, because hell is the source of their power. In hell, they can maximize their abilities. When they arrive in the human world, their abilities will be suppressed."

"Even if there are demons who have a mission or just want to come to the world to experience it, they will break the seal by themselves. The devil's favorite thing is to break the rules."

"On the contrary, the angels will use this passage properly. They are strictly restricted by the rules, except for Aziraphale, who is very boring. There are many angels coming and going, and the holy power on them is stained on the elevator. You Get as far away as possible."

Warlock listened quietly, quickly analyzing every word Crowley said in his mind.Human beings have a very one-sided impression of angels and demons, but they summarize the characteristics of these two races to a great extent.Raphael and Crowley are relatively different existences among angels and demons, but they do not deviate from racial characteristics in essence.

When Warlock carefully memorized what Crowley said, he also allocated part of his energy to pay attention to the surrounding environment. The elevator kept going down, as if there was no end.

The surrounding scenery was constantly changing. At first, the modern facilities disappeared, followed by large tracts of desolate tombs, half-buried with dead bones on the wasteland, and crows landed on the tombs from time to time, making mournful cries.

Seeing the black water flowing in the tomb, it turned black and red when it reached the elevator, and the light that provided the light source went out silently, and a silver-white luminous body appeared strangely in the sky, and the pale light dyed everything around. On the weird.

"The sun cannot be seen in hell. Before Satan appeared, there was only darkness in hell. After Satan appeared, he competed with God and created this luminous body with his own hands. It is a pity that this luminous body cannot exist independently. When it has sufficient energy, it is It is silvery white, and it turns blood red when the energy is about to dry up. Hell originally had no concept of time, but later unified this luminous body as a reincarnation, and you can judge time based on its color."

Warlock waited for Crowley to finish this lesson before speaking: "But, Mr. Crowley, the sun and the earth..."

Crowley raised his hand to interrupt Warlock's next words, his golden vertical pupils shrank slightly, he understood what Warlock wanted to ask, this kind of question cannot be said in hell.

Modern science has proved that it is nonsense that God created the world in seven days, but both heaven and hell acquiesce that the world was created by God.Satan, the lord of hell, regards defeating God as the goal of his life. In a sense, Warlock's denial of God is the denial of Satan's dream, which will bring great resistance to Warlock's future development.

Crowley pointedly said: "The first rule of hell is that the strong are respected, and the words of the strong are the truth. Only those who stand at the top of power are qualified to express their opinions."

Warlock savored Crowley's words carefully, and gained a lot of meaning from it.The consensus in hell is that God created everything in the world. When you don’t have enough power to make others admit that what you say is the truth, you are asking for trouble if you put forward subversive facts.

Warlock suppressed all the scientific common sense that was inconsistent with the consensus of hell, forced himself to adapt to hell, and at the same time began to have a strong curiosity about God and Satan.

Satan became a flesh and blood existence in Crowley's mouth, and Satan, who would confront God tit for tat, was a little more real. Perhaps Warlock could see Satan someday in the future.

Aziraphale rarely talks about God in order to discuss God. God is more like a belief and a symbol in Raphael's mouth. It can be predicted that Warlock has almost no chance of seeing God.

Unknowingly, the elevator turned into a ship, swimming along the black-red liquid into the darkness.Warlock began to see strange-looking creatures on the shore, and the first demons that appeared were weak and harmless.As the ship sails deeper and deeper, the demons that appear grow stronger.

After passing through a black door, Warlock began to feel the pressure. In the end, he was almost overwhelmed by the thick darkness. If Crowley hadn't helped him block most of the oppressive feeling, Warlock might faint directly past.

His condition was not very good, his hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead in strands, his eyes were red, and the scene in front of him began to have double images. Now he could not bear the pressure of the higher dark creatures.

Crowley could help Warlock bear all the power and oppression, but he didn't do so. Warlock needs to adapt to the environment of hell as soon as possible. He has maintained the oppression at the highest peak that Warlock can bear.A little less effect will not be as good as it is now, a little more Warlock will collapse immediately.

"Heaven has nine heavens, and hell has corresponding nine levels of hell. The lowest level is where Satan sleeps and is the source of power for hell. The seventh, eighth, and ninth levels are Satan's palace and the territories of the high-level princes and lords of hell. The sixth floor is where demons gather."

"The demon's bloodline determines their initial life territory. The demons on the first floor are the weakest. After their power breaks through, they can go to the deeper layer. If they don't have enough strength to go to the deeper hell, they will die miserably."

Crowley explained a little bit, and Warlock knew these things after a few days in hell, but now he needs to find something to divert Warlock's attention.

Volok has great potential, and is adapting to the oppressive feeling maintained by Crowley at an extremely fast speed. Crowley gradually withdraws the protection so that Warlock can continue to adapt to the new oppressive power.

After estimating that Warlock can at least independently withstand the power concentration and pressure of the seventh layer of hell, Crowley accelerated the speed of the boat. He brought the people whom Warlock wanted to visit to live in the eighth layer of hell, and they still needed to sail. a period of time.

Crowley didn't know much about the division of power among bloodlines, but he knew that Warlock's bloodline was not ordinary.Many demon princes were born in the fourth and fifth layers of hell. After a long period of growth, they are qualified to break through the seals of the sixth and seventh layers and become the upper echelons of hell. More demons are buried in this seal forever, and Warlock is here After crossing the seal between the sixth and seventh layers, I felt uncomfortable.

Warlock didn't know that Crowley had raised his status in his heart, and now he put all his body and mind on bearing the pain, his lips were pale and dry, his eyes were hazy with blood mist, and a strange expression appeared in the gray-blue pupils. The spot of light is swallowing up the grayish blue bit by bit.

As the sailing ship docked, Crowley pulled Warlock's arm away from the ship.When Warlock's feet touched the black scorched earth, he felt a sharp tingling pain from his feet, and his legs softened and half knelt on the ground.

"This is the little guy with great potential you mentioned? We blood races don't have the etiquette to kneel and worship. Get up."

A cold voice sounded, the scorched earth turned into a pitch-black stone slab, and the originally empty wilderness turned into a dark and extravagant palace.The pain in Warlock's feet eased, and he stood up slowly before looking in the direction of the sound.

A man with black hair and golden eyes was sitting on the throne, playing with a cup in his hand. The bright red color left on the side of the cup proved that the cup was originally filled with the freshest blood.He stepped down from the throne, his low-key robes shone with silver as he walked.

Warlock only felt that there were countless silver lines flashing in front of him, and the eyes covered by the blood mist could not clearly see the appearance of the person who stepped down from the throne.Warlock's chin was clamped with cold hands to make him raise his head, and a bloody breath drifted from Warlock's eyes, taking away the blood mist in Warlock's eyes.

"The newly awakened little guy with golden eyes is interesting, interesting."