The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Chapter 181: Fault

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The red faded from the vampire's eyes, as did the blackness in Seth's eyes and the fuzz on Alpha's body.

"I think." Zach took back the wrinkled portrait, "You weren't stupid enough to recruit him, were you?"

Seth's torn forehead slowly recovered. He lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. He shook his head slowly, "But he looks exactly like I imagined."

What is a cherubim, and why is the word "lawful" added before it

Because this is the ultimate maintainer of order.

In a world that has spawned as many religious beliefs as there are stars in the sky, the meanings of some names have remained unchanged.

For example, in Eastern beliefs, the evil we have that disturbs people's minds is demons, like the demons in the Commonwealth. For example, in the already desolate Egyptian god belief, the omnipotent Pharaoh is the same as the Holy Father in the Federation Holy Lord. for example…

Perhaps only historians know where the name Cherubim came from. But the name continues what it represents. specific? Well, this is the Federation and we only have holy bishops.

In the holy scriptures, cherubim are those who block the Garden of Eden and prohibit Adam and Eva from entering; cherubim are those who guard the seat of the Father and watch the angels singing praises to the Lord; On the battlefield, the one who threw the fallen angels into hell; the cherubim were the ones who followed all the rules and incarnated into upholding all the rules.

Regarding faith, I decided to record the life of the magical species in Barton after being called by the demon Leon. In order to clarify how the alien races appeared, I asked the vampire what role faith played in the emergence of these alien races. Such effect.

Zach said, "What do you think the appearance of werewolves has done to the belief in witchcraft?"

I replied, "Of course xenophobia! The ideal situation is that the werewolves kill all the vampires, and then the invaders retreat to the other side of the sea, and the Indians continue to live in a world of witchcraft beliefs."

Zach smiled and nodded, "Looking at this particular case, it is faith that creates the alien race, right?"

My head, judging from the history of werewolves, this is indeed the case.

"Me, Alice, and even Crowley are like this." Zach seemed very satisfied with my intelligence, "Then can you, Daniel?"

I thought about it and had no solution. Daniel should belong to a specific belief system for his species to be meaningful, such as the dead souls of the Wiccan Death Apostle Contract, such as the angels or demons in the Holy Lord.

"And gold." Zach continued to ask, "Can you think of any faith that requires the creation of a creature that can have countless forms?"

I thought about it, but I didn’t expect it.

"Every faith has a powerful and omnipotent 'lord'." Zach asked with a smile, "What do you think that is?"

Oh, so that’s it.

Some things have always existed and have been transformed into names in various traditions and religions. Some, just like the objects around us now, are manufactured for the reason of "better life".

This is revealing that the species that already exist lay the framework for what the world is like. If you don’t understand it very well, just look at the extreme soul ownership of the holy bishop and you will understand how much this religion and faith pays attention to the soul!

Then Cherubim, he is the one who has always existed, but he seems to have failed to become the 'omnipotent Lord' and the defender of the rules set by the 'Lord'.

"Is it exactly the same?" Zach smiled and shook his head mockingly, "The image of a tramp! How contemptuous you are of your own beliefs."

Do you understand Zach’s sarcasm? A law-abiding person who maintains order is as broken as a homeless man.

Seth raised his head sharply and glared at Zach. If he hadn't been fanatical about his beliefs, he wouldn't have become a demon hunter. But on the other hand, if he hadn't been so disappointed in the maintainers of order he believed in, he wouldn't have needed to become a demon hunter.

Zach waved his hand and signaled to Benjamin, "You can go, unless you are willing to go with me to see Crowley to discuss how to deal with this cherubim."

Zach had already stood up, looking at Benjamin's hesitant look and helpless head. Well, it's rare for Alpha to suddenly appear to help vampires suppress Seth, but if he leaves the Grand House and abandons Matthew, there's no chance.

Zach had an understanding head and didn't force it. He filled a few wine bottles and made some preparations, ignoring Seth who was still sitting still.

"I'll go with you." When Zach finished his preparations, he actually brought enough 'snacks', stood up, and was about to go out, Seth, who had been silent all this time, said something that the vampire didn't expect.

"Are you kidding?" Zach stopped, squinted his eyes and turned to his side, looking at Seth who was standing up.

Seth frowned, and the newly grown skin on his forehead tightened again.

Zach curled his lips and said, "It's up to you. But you have to be good with the 'General'. I don't want to ruin our relationship because of you."

Zack frowned when Seth didn't respond, "Now!"

Zach was not sure that this Seth would not be kept by Crowley. If a person disappears after coming to see Zach, Zach doesn't know how to explain it to the 'general'. Could it be that your men are bad guys among demons and were eliminated by the demon leader

Under Zach's intimidating look, Seth called his 'boss', a socially undesirable member who took a day off just like an ordinary office worker.

The truck drove onto Route 7, heading to Mary Church. Occasionally, trucks passed by, and Zach waved to the friendly farmers through the car window. The radio is still filled with the recently popular goth.

Zach suddenly thought of something and glanced at Seth, who had been thinking in the passenger seat, "Where are you from? It's not a test, just a casual chat."

Seth glanced sideways at the vampire. The burning cigarette butt was leaving his lips, and the wind that poured in through the car window swept the smoke away.

"The West." Seth answered shortly.

"Western?" Zach raised an eyebrow, "Have you heard of St. John's High School (Kyle)?"

"I used to be a teacher there." There was a flash of emotion in Seth's eyes.

Zach smiled happily, "What a coincidence. Someone I know is studying there."

Seth frowned deeply, "What are you in?! The school is controlled by vampires?!"

It turns out that this guy is not reticent, but that he doesn't care enough.

Zach smiled and did not deny it. In fact, for Zach, there was no such thing as 'casual chatting'. Zach already knew that this demon hunter came from outside Barton. It just so happened that the vampire had some questions about outside Barton!

Maybe the vampires are really lucky. Seth is from the west of the Federation. Think about what is there in the west? The Sabbat Alliance among the thirteen vampire clans. Think about how vampires judge the popular goth music now? It’s more in line with the style of the Sabbat guys.

Zach wanted to know what his former clan brothers were doing recently.

"That's right." Zach squinted his eyes and smiled, looking straight at the road ahead, "I think about it, the secret alliance in the middle seems to be interfered by other things now, and it is understandable that the Sabbat in the west has some actions, after all, the religious network does not What a waste, and we all know that the current boss is just a demon.”

The west side of the Federation has always been the territory of the Sabbat Alliance. These bloody controllers have always regarded the west as their own private territory, and any alien race must either obey or be eliminated. In other words, if you join the Sabbat, the west will become a foreign ideal land.

Of course, this is still a human world, and ordinary people cannot detect the difference between the West and other parts of the Federation. On the contrary, things like religious beliefs are more prosperous because there are no miscellaneous foreign influences, and this is also the case in places like St. John's School.

Seth glared at Zach, "What do you mean?! What do you know?!"

Zach deliberately turned his head to look helplessly at Seth, "What's wrong? I'm just chatting casually. Your school is not being controlled by me, it's your own. I'm just thinking about this possibility." Ke blinked, "Judging from the current situation in the Federation, the chance of this is quite high."

"I don't understand." Seth's face darkened, "What's the situation?"

Zach looked at Seth in confusion, "Can I ask you about your actual life background? You know, if our conversation cannot be carried out in the same era, it will be very difficult."

Seth frowned and looked at Zach for a while, "You only need to know that three years ago, I still had the legal status of the Federation. It has only been two months since I returned to this world, and I came all the way from my hometown."

He was still a humorous person. Zach smiled and said, "He must have escaped."

Seth fell silent again.

Now it is confirmed that what Seth said that he was a teacher is true, because there is no need to lie if he is so close. But when he returned again, it was obvious that before he had time to contact his former 'home', he was hunted down by the demons who came to this world with him. He fled all the way from west to east to Barton City.

Zach was a little disappointed. During the two months of escaping, Seth obviously didn't pay much attention to the changes the world was going through. Cremation also happened to be popular around the time of Seth's death. For him, I'm afraid it's the only one. of fault. Of course, he didn't know that the important reason for the current situation was that most churches were controlled by demons, and there was nothing the demon hunter could do if he wanted to know.

Zach shrugged, needing a change of direction, "You know I'm Toledo?"

Seth Head.

"Aren't you surprised? I'm Toledo?"

Seth looked puzzled, "Why should I be surprised?"

Zach sighed, "Toledo was surrounded by the Secret Alliance, and everyone died. What era are you from, don't you even know this?"

Seth looked at Zach, who seemed to be wondering, "Aren't you Toledo from the Sabbat?"

Zach threw the cigarette butt out of the window in a very unqualified manner. The air flow hit the sparks into the stains covering the car and disappeared instantly.

"Sorry, I didn't hear clearly. Are you from the Sabbat?"