Four names suddenly appeared from Crowley's mouth. Zach's forward body suddenly stopped, and his outstretched arm could stab her body with one step forward!
"What are you doing?" Zach asked gloomily.
Crowley's blue eyes slowly narrowed, and she followed her fingertips stained with vampire blood, which represented immortality, until she met Zach's red eyes.
"Hank, Louise, Matthew." Crowley's narrowed eyes were slightly bent, looking at Zach's increasingly cold face. There is nothing special about being able to report the members of Grande, but what is important is that among the members of Grande, there is Daniel! The fantasy man who was casually left with a huge burden by a vampire! That poor guy who had been dragged to hell a long time ago in the vampire's speculation!
Zach and Benjamin looked at each other across Crowley, who was sandwiched between them, and they both frowned at the same time. The wrinkles had been squeezed out of the center of the forehead on Alpha's plush face.
"Where are your loyal dogs?" the vampire asked coldly.
Crowley mentally bypassed the attacks from the front and back, and walked to the side, feeling the short darkness before the real night fell, "You have already guessed it, haven't you? They are all in Glen, oh no, in your house!"
The redness in the vampire's eyes flickered, and his gaze followed Crowley's movement.
"Do you want me to tell you the current situation?" Crowley smiled and swiped a finger, and another chair flew behind her. With her straight, snow-white legs crossed in front of her, and the gray bandage hanging menacingly on her sunken waist, Crowley turned her body sideways.
"I'm really impressed by that shapechanger, Jin. He seemed to be pinned down. Oh!" Crowley raised her eyebrows, "He had his tail docked and came out of the collapsed warehouse. Not bad, not bad. "
Zach's eyes became colder and colder.
"It's a pity that this black witch, Alice, seems to be very unfamiliar with spells. After the witchcraft notes were knocked away, she could only hide in the arms of that beautiful woman and cry, Louise, right. Enter hell, soul Immortal, even the banshee's 'announcement' can no longer be observed."
James' fingers tightened on the back of the chair, and he was shocked to realize that Anthony's back was completely soaked!
"That Ryan, what is he? An earthbinder? Why is there any trace of tampering in his soul? It is true that he can use witchcraft without Indian blood. Does he rely on witchcraft to save his soul? Interesting? , but his talent for witchcraft seems to be too poor, and now he is only one touch away from my loyal dogs before his soul collapses."
Benjamin's hair has begun to fall out, and the direction of the conversation is already predictable.
"Daniel, Daniel, Daniel." Crowley read the name of the phantom person who gave her the present inversion. She put the back of her hand to her lips and chuckled, "He is only a thin line away from the wandering spirit. "
"Hank, Matthew?" Crowley shook her head, "An old man, and a young wolf who knows nothing..."
Crowley did not continue to tell her that this darkness did not last long. When the light of the moon and stars enveloped the earth, she had to force the other party to make an agreement with herself!
Crowley raised three fingers, "Being dragged into hell by my loyal dogs. It's better that we reach an agreement and stay together in Barton City."
'Retention'? This is a very conservative word. Above this, there are countless possibilities! Its only function is not to kill each other! This is what Crowley needs most, but not what Barton City needs most. Barton needs a demon that can be restrained. This is the only way for Barton to remain intact under the condition that the gate to hell is opened.
Crowley lowered one of her fingers, and Benjamin stared at Zach, his eyes seeming to convey something.
The second one. Zach looked back at Anthony with a hint of apology on his face. Looking at James again, there was no useful information in the eyes of the general's son.
The third finger is curled halfway.
"Grand, I agree." Zach looked back at Crowley. As soon as the voice fell, the moonlight spread to the ground.
Crowley smiled and tilted her head, her fair elbows resting on the armrests, her delicate chin resting on the backs of her fingers, "Don't be so depressed, at least I agree with what you said before."
But Zach just shook his head, Barton City had lost the initiative, and everything was meaningless. Crowley is not an ordinary demon, but a fallen angel. Just like the immortality of vampires from the same belief system, her soul is immortal. Even if one day, the vampire goes back on his word and sends Crowley back to hell, the people who come up again will never reach a new agreement with the city of Barton.
Anthony took a deep breath, patted the armrest, and kept shaking his head, "Retain? Is this your agreement?"
Crowley's eyes fell on Mayor Barton, who had been sitting there since the beginning, "Does the mayor want anything?"
Anthony glanced at Crowley, who was also sitting, and the impatience in his eyes was clear, "Zach, how many corpses have been burned in Grand's Mill this week?"
Zach's eyebrows twitched slightly, and the vampire breathed a sigh of relief. Anthony actually found another way out!
"Eighteen bodies."
Demon Crowley's eyelashes fluttered.
"I don't count the person who moved the grave, the person who just died." Anthony asked again to confirm.
Zach looked at the mayor he elected with a smile, "Mayor, I understand what you mean. There are eighteen corpses with soul connections, ten of them are newly deceased people, and four of the other eight corpses belong to Hell, the souls of the other four bodies are pointing to--" Zach pointed upward.
Vampires are talking nonsense! The mill has always been run by Madison, that's me! I don’t know anything except that my head is special! How is it possible to see the soul connection on the body!
Anthony Tou said, "I heard that churches will be closed for renovation one by one due to accidents. I am afraid that the number of corpses transferred to cremation will increase in the future."
"Thank you for your concern." Zach smiled and nodded, "Of course the burials at the Grand House are also very good during this period. As the only burial executor in Barton City, I would like to thank the mayor again for his help."
Anthony waved his hand, "That's good, but it's best to have more people at home in the future. Otherwise, you will be restrained when you return the favor, which will be really annoying."
"Well, I think so too, but..."
"Okay!" Crowley finally couldn't hold it in any longer and interrupted the conversation that had begun to escalate into small talk. "I understand your message! What do you want!"
After the soul leaves the body, it still has to rely on physical connections to exist in this world. During the time it takes to become an earth-bound spirit, the soul's belief will determine whether it goes up or down. This process is as long as it is without Like Connor who has a clear faith, one lasts until the body can no longer maintain contact and the soul disappears without any place to belong. The short ones only last for a moment, such as those who believe in the teachings of the Holy Lord go straight to hell after committing suicide.
Cremation will burn away the connection between body and soul, which means that if your soul has not decided where to belong before the cremation is performed, it will have no choice but to disappear.
In this age where cremation is popular, hell and even heaven must find new ways to collect souls. What could be easier than working with the funeral industry? Not to mention, there are people with heavenly soul connections and the only burial cemetery in Barton City! During the more than ten years since the gate to hell was closed, they need to know what happened above!
However, poor Crowley seemed to have completely ruined all her impressions in the eyes of the Grand House.