Maybe the sight in front of me was too horrifying. Endless black threads rolled in a small space and rushed towards the square wine bottle in a person's hand. Chapman's whole body was tense, his hands were already pressed on the car door handle, and he was about to push it away and escape.
"You can't leave yet." The vampire smiled and straightened Chapman's body and pressed him on the seat. "Don't worry, James is still waiting for us at the junction. You are safe."
"You, who are you..."
Zach made a silent gesture, "Wait a minute."
The blocked front window gradually emerged, and the black thread finally completely disappeared from the mouth of the wine bottle. Zach smiled, shook the bottle, and looked at Chapman, "Don't you want to see the true face of the guy who has been occupying your body?"
Zach flipped his wrist so that the bottle mouth was facing down.
Red, no, black liquid covered in a fine red mesh, thick and falling from the mouth of the bottle, pulling out long threads. Chapman's eyes widened as he watched the falling and elongated silk thread squirm, begin to bulge in the middle, and then expand!
Chapman's body was held down by Zach and he couldn't escape. All he could do now was hold the seat with both hands and keep leaning back! Because the 'viscous' black-red 'liquid' is changing color as it squirms and expands into a vague human shape!
"Are you serious! Chapman! Am I that ugly?" Wander pulled his shoulders and rounded them that were somewhat deformed in the small space...
"You, you!" Chapman opened his mouth, "You are a girl!"
A girl, not a woman, Wandel looks like a girl over ten years old! But don't let looks fool you, this girl has been around for God knows how long!
"Oh." Zach frowned, "You're still a child." This represented immaturity, and Zach began to feel that placing a deal on such a child was a bit unreliable.
"I'm one hundred and forty-seven years old."
Wander's 'body' is very small. Even with a sickly feeling of weakness. She pressed her thin palms on the seat, as if she wanted to turn around and sit down, but when her hands came into contact with the entity, they were like ice cream dropped on the ground, spreading out ridiculously, twisting and slowly gathering. Again the shape of a hand.
Alpha's blood is a cage. Although it has the effect of a container, it is still somewhat different. It will take some time for Wander to adapt to such a body.
She looked at Zach with a reassuring expression, "You can rest assured!" She was smart enough.
Youth is never a compliment among aliens. In aliens whose age is far beyond that of humans, experience and maturity are the criteria for judging someone's value, and are raised to a height that we humans cannot understand.
Zach raised an eyebrow. Relax a little, "Still a kid."
Wandel struggled to adapt to this extremely safe but difficult-to-move body, "Don't worry, my naivety was used up when I became a shadow person."
Zach tilted his head and smiled, accepting this explanation that only a foreigner would understand. They all started out as earthbenders, Danny was a phantom man, and Wander was indeed a shadow man. Wander has paid the price for her immaturity by always being inferior to others, and the price makes people mature.
Please don't compare Ryan to anyone else. The young man who lived under the protection of Sibela without any consciousness had never given anything. But he keeps asking for it. This is so childish.
Zach glanced at Chapman who didn't know what to say anymore, shook his head and ignored it. Passing the wine bottle in his hand to Wander, "Do it yourself." Zach smiled, "Do you still remember your own name?"
"Throw it away." Wandel tried hard to adapt to holding the bottle with his hands. The fingers were like wriggling tentacles, and Zach held the wine bottle thoughtfully and waited for the other person to adapt.
"I'm Wander." She said with some persistence, "Sibella gave me this name."
Zach nodded slightly and smiled sincerely. Like Danny, always remember your real name 'Daniel' and find your own name. These are two different life choices, regardless of high or low. They are all higher than those who completely give up their lives.
Wandel adapted to the feel of the hand, and the fingers holding the square wine bottle no longer squirmed, and his body was able to maintain its shape and sit on the seat. Only occasionally, a red mesh was still exposed on the skin. But she was able to adapt so quickly, which already made Zach very satisfied.
Wander pulled the slightly curly long hair and tore it off with force. The hair that separated from the body quickly shrank, turned into a small black ball wrapped in a red mesh, and was stuffed into the wine bottle. When the thread just emerged and wanted to return to the body, she quickly took the lid from Zach and closed it.
"Okay!" Wander's face showed joy and he handed the bottle back to Zach, "We can communicate now! I will not let you down! I will not let down Alpha's blood!"
"It's best this way." Zach smiled and took back the bottle, and glanced at Chapman, whose face was soaked in sweat and his mouth was tightly pursed and his body was shaking slightly, "I'll give you some time."
Zach opened the car door and went to find Walter. After seeing Wander spread out the entire carriage before entering the wine bottle, he was sure that this was a very powerful shadow man. Such a shadow figure can completely suppress the soul of the container itself. But Wander gave Chapman a chance to say goodbye. Think about it in conjunction with what her own form really looked like and Chapman's situation.
The vampire believed that these two guys should be given a final chance to communicate calmly.
Walter was bored and wandering by the woods. When he saw Zach coming, he said, "Are you done?" and then walked quickly towards the parking lot.
Zach grabbed Walter who was anxious to go home and smiled helplessly, "They are talking, we should give them some time, don't you think?"
Walter's eyes widened, "Talk? What are you thinking? Let a person talk to the shadow man who forcibly possesses him?! Why do you think this is a good idea?"
Zach patted Walter on the shoulder, "What does it matter."
"Wander! She, she is not a good thing! That child has a twisted heart! She is evil!" The person talking was Zach, and Walter didn't even bother to modify it. Obviously he knew more about Wander than the vampire. Much of it, kept saying to James.
"Still, you helped her." Zach raised his eyebrows. Evil in humans has always been prejudiced, but vampires only listened to it as a joke.
Walter was choked, opened his mouth, and held it in for a long time, "I just want to get rid of her! Only Sibella can restrain her! I am sending trouble to Barton City! Everyone should thank me!"
Zach was a little curious about what Wander had done in Barton City.
Zach waved his hand and looked at Walter with a smile, "This matter is over, no need to say anything more. Let's talk about Crescent Moon's perfume shop. Is this her last name? Crescent Moon?"
Walter's expression changed, "What do you want to do! If you touch her..."
Zach curled his lips and said, "What's the matter with you? You always think of me as unworthy." Zach was helpless, "I just need a little professional help."
Walter frowned, stared into the vampire's eyes, and was silent for a long time before asking, "What."
"Before Sibella left, she gave Benjamin a jar of spices." Zach's expression became serious. "There is no detailed description in the witchcraft notes she left. But the effect of that spice is to stimulate the soul, but Can suppress the wolf nature." Zach pursed his lips, everyone has prejudices, this is the prejudice of vampires, always distrusting things under another belief system.
"You want to know whether that thing is safe?" Walter frowned, "Shouldn't you be happy to have such a thing!"
"Yes." Zach nodded. It is undeniable that that thing is very convenient during the full moon cycle. But the werewolf's soul died long ago and no longer contains the mark of connection that once corresponded to human memory. It turned into an empty wreckage and became the wolf body during the full moon. A new 'wolf pattern' appeared, which was Benjamin's wolf nature. Zach really didn't know if stimulating such a soul would have any side effects.
And it is undeniable that Benjamin is getting lazier. It may be that Matthew has shared most of the work, allowing him to spend a lot of time hanging in the hammock, or it may be a side effect of stimulating his soul. This uncertainty makes the vampire worry about his friend.
"I'm indeed happy, but I'm also confused. I don't like doubts." Zach looked at Walter, "Can you help me?"
Walter frowned, thinking. The vampire is already very sincere. He can go directly to Xinyue, the eyes of coercion and charm, and he can do whatever he likes. But now, Zach came and asked Walter, this is sincerity.
Of course, the inspiration for Zach to do this came from James and Georgina. Zach already knew that going behind the back of one party to find the other party would make the protective party angry. An angry liar, it seems unnecessary.
"Give me a sample." Walter finished his consideration and glanced at Zach with great reluctance, "I don't make any guarantees! She has no knowledge of witchcraft, she is just a pharmacist! You can't go there even if there are no results. Harass her!”
Zach smiled and tilted his head and agreed. Patting Walter on the back, "Let's go, those two people have finished talking."
When he returned to the car, Wandel was already standing outside the car. His small body was shorter than the two small trucks. After nodding to the two of them, his body fell away without warning! It sticks to the shadow of the ground, like a pool of black water. The red net was entangled with slightly raised linear filaments and completely disappeared. After a while, there was nothing on the ground except the shadow of the truck in the night.
Zach said to the shadow, "Good luck." He opened the door and sat in the back seat.
"Chapman!" Zach raised his voice and put on a cheerful expression, "We need to talk." The vampire looked at Chapman, who looked a little strange, pulled up his seat belt, and patted Walter in the front seat. , motioning to drive, but the words were still addressed to Chapman, "I don't want to erase your memory, so you need to cooperate with our story."
Chapman seemed a little distracted and slowly looked at the vampire, "You, who are you?"
"Me?" Zach's light green eyes were bent with a smile, "A friend who thinks about James." He pulled on Chapman's seat belt, "He wanted to save you in this matter." Zach blinked, "So I saved you." (..)