Vol 2 Chapter 23: Crowley

"You're here again. VI August 1 Chinese Ⅻ W ~ WW ~. [email protected]" Crowley was feeding the pigeons again. I hope she didn't really want to eat them this time.
"Smith's deceased employee." Zac wasn't in the mood to talk nonsense, "Is it sick?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Crowley probably thought Zac's seriousness was pretending, "I don't know what Mike and Chapman told you, and I don't know what happened ~"
"Crowley, I am not in the mood to be with you now ..."
Crowley wasn't naively funny, her eyes were biased somewhere in the living area. What did Zac look at? Uh, when I saw Daisy, I looked out of a window with a pair of hateful eyes.
Hell, are these women all coming out of one place? Uh, what did the former nursing home do? What is going on here! Professional women training grounds!
"You are dull." Crowley whispered lightly, "Want to change places."
Zac didn't want to admit to Crowly that he was in a bad state, so he walked ahead.
Entering the church, the end of the corridor is the rest area of ​​the clergy. Zac did not have much time to wait, so he asked again in the corridor, the same question.
"Yes, he and his partner." Crowley also answered simply, "Originally I was going to the middle with the freighter, but because of the flow control, the crew drove back, but the share of 'Valmyna' in the middle was After you destroyed, Smith seized the opportunity ... "
"I'm not interested in listening to your analysis of Smith's form. I'm going to talk to Rimer." This is a mockery. Everyone guessed that Eve would be happy that Crowley had any insights into Smith's industry. "
Crowley raised her eyebrows. She really didn't know what Zack was worried about. "What's the worry? Are you interested in them?"
"where is it?"
Crowley didn't understand Zac's hot pursuit, "He's resting at home. Is there something wrong?"
Zac frowned, and didn't explain, "Send someone to the North District Police Station and tell Spella to do this. Now."
"Sibella is at the police station?" Crowley felt one question after another. But if asked, it will not be answered.
"This partner, address." Zack not only did not answer the question, but also asked for it blindly.
"What are you doing?" Crowley grinned. "Let Smith send someone to deal with it? Uh, Zack. This time, Smith will really kill people ..."
It means that the person who went to kill the body of Daisy ’s boyfriend was Zach's notification to Smith. This time, if Zac kindly informs Smith, it is not the body. Daisy ’s boyfriend ’s partner is still alive.
"Tell me the address." Zac was impatient.
"Uh." Crowley shook her head, dark black flashing in her eyes, "West End, Leroy Street ..."
Zac raised his hand to stop, "No, look at him. Don't let him enter the north and south areas." Zac's expression actually felt like a waste of time.
Crowley blinked. "Are you going to tell me what's going on? Is it related to the wizard's enchantment?"
"Where did this guess come from?" Zach asked immediately, staring at Crowley.
"You just mentioned Spella, and made it clear to the north and south, what do you expect me to think of?" Crowley said nothing. A certain feeling has been in her heart for a long time, and Zac is repelling her.
It was not obvious before, as a vampire, you do n’t need to be kind to her fallen angel who appeared halfway, but after the return of the Republican trip, and after Lipp ’s commentary about the future appeared, this feeling became more and more obvious. We can confirm it. Crowley feels right.
"We all know that Barton has had a lot of things lately." Crowley stared at Zac's expressionless face. "I don't think we can say that the cooperation was pleasant, but at least we are cooperating. Now, you seem completely unwilling. Talk to me about anything. "
"Then you feel unbalanced?" Zac raised an eyebrow. Crowley said so white, then let her be satisfied, "Because I keep getting from your people, Mike, Chapman, and even you can count as Jessica, get information and help there. . Will use your people to complete my things, but you can not get anything from me? "
"No." Instinctive, then pursed his mouth and shook his head, "Yes. And I am qualified to feel unbalanced. You know if I will, I won't let any one of them help you. Now this is the case, I am in the slightest I didn't feel my goodwill got the response I deserved. "
"Then if I tell you why I want you to do this now, is it a response to you?"
Crowley is very upset. What is Zac's words and tone? Contemptuous charity, "Torido, tell me, do n’t you really believe in those ghost words of the dream demons (lips), the future? No one can confirm the future, even if it is our holy Lord, you actually let a dream The words of the devil got into your brain, I really ... "
This is the key to Crowley's opinion, and Zac will reject her essence.
"What are you talking about?" Zach raised his hand and stopped. "I thought we had a consensus on this point." When Coulson suspected that the foreign population was carrying out a terrorist attack in Barton, he took James to the train station. Check the immigrant population, "We don't care about the future of dream demons."
"That's why." Crowley frowned, "You have no reason for me ..."
"Yes." Zac decided to say it straight away, and there was no need to hide it. "Lip said the future, I really don't care. However, he reminded me of one thing, one thing I would care about."
"What! I control the world?" Crowley laughed, mockingly.
"Of course not. A soul alien controls the world?" Zac smiled and shook his head. "A world controlled by fallen angels in the eyes of dream demons who are quite illusory in the soul alien." What does Zac want to express? "Listen to me carefully, Crowley, can't you hear the problem here?"
Crowley froze.
Zac was not prepared to explain. Let me do it. This world, sorry, is not a world of soul aliens. Do you need more details? Crowley can only appear here when the door to opens; Camille said that the Holy Lord in heaven is gone, the angels came to this world to find the master, and then they were stupid enough to be trapped by Papa In the republic; wandering souls, illusions, shadows, earth-bound spirits ... these are still to be said, at every moment of their life, they are absorbing, borrowing, and desperately grasping, a sense of existence in this world.
We don't know who made this world, but this world is not friendly to souls and aliens. Want to stay here? You can only linger. Go find a container to preserve strength, hide in the shadow to restore the sense of existence, take someone else's as a proof of your existence, use a strap to grasp whatever you can catch, or wait for it to disappear.
A polar bear is going to dominate the rainforest? Save it.
Zac does n’t care if Crowley understands, "I only care about what I care about. You have a purpose here, Crowley, has nothing to do with this world, you are for hell. I do n’t care about your fallen angels. What is the situation of hell, I only understand what Lipp said. If you let you go to act at will, I will be very distressed, very distressed. You can go home and return to your world-hell, and I , Still here, this world is my home ... "
In Lip's future, only Zac and Madison who wrote Zac's biography. What about Benjamin? What about Alice? What about Grand? The ghost knows what a fallen angel ‘control’ world looks like, but Zach. In his comfortable and casual life now, he has everything he has now, and he doesn't want anything less in the future.
"Like any person who lives and works in peace and contentment, I have no ambitions and look forward to what the world will look like. I want to say that what I have now is very good, and I want to maintain it. So the problem appears." Zach glanced. Crowley, "But you seem to have a very clear purpose. Just as a guest who stole into this world, you have a purpose for this world." Zach turned his head, "This makes me uncomfortable."
Having said that, Crowley spoke after a moment of silence. She looked at Zac, "The door to is opening, the conflict between the fallen angel and the ordinary demon is at its most intense moment. In the channel for the present world, the fallen angel loses, and Barton is the only city we have obtained. You say I have a purpose , I have. I want soul. I need quantity, I need support to reverse the defeat of the fallen angel in hell. "
"Barton and the Federation are not worth mentioning." Zac reminded him of the number of souls.
"So I need high-quality souls." Crowley's eyes twitched. "Not the old people who go to church after they have nothing to do after retirement, or ordinary people who can only use Hell Paradise as spoken words!"
"So when you first came to Patton, you collected souls and aliens."
"Yes. But the point is, I need believers who belong to the Holy Lord's faith, and their souls are worth my acceptance. I also want to control Barton's dark forces and create undead that should belong to hell."
The lower one is the [Skull Skull] in the southeast, and the higher one is the early Westerners. "Some people ’s souls are black. I need those people to affect more people while they are alive. When the judgment comes, he will voluntarily belong to hell, not the reality is that only can go! They are powerful souls, they will become powerful demons, belong to me, fall into the power of angels. "
It seems that Crowley has fully entrusted this, which makes people do not want to imagine the purpose, she really has no reservation. Maybe it's a bit of a mystery at this time, let's talk together.
The angel Camille admitted that he could not do better in the service of the fallen angel. Then, does the worship that all angels admit make people better? No, there is a difference between what makes people beautiful and what makes people beautiful.
The sermon of worship has one and only purpose, telling believers where the boundaries of faith are—the boundaries of distinguishing sin.
Then in the confession room of the church, no matter what the confessor lived with guilt and uncertainty, in order to make his life better, what he said to the priest, the priest would only say, "Child, the Lord has heard your heart Yes, I forgive you on behalf of the Lord. "
The confessor feels better, but do I need to remind that the priest is the possessed demon. Nothing is forgiven, all the doubts and confusions generated in the sermon, the attempt to atone after the sermon, and all the things that were thought to have been overturned are still there, at least a little, to complete the final faith trial.
To take an extreme example, Matthew ’s father thought that he could not work as a sin. He was comforted by God ’s demon father and educated a good child like Matthew, and sin was redeemed. What did you redeem? He was still unable to work. He was an idle deacon in the Southern Church and was kept by the church. He also brought a werewolf (Matthew) to listen to the devil's sermon every Sunday. What did he redeem? At the final judgment, not working is sin, ignorance is sin, raising the son of opposing witchcraft beliefs is sin, and churches that defile beliefs are sins. Yes, he would live a happy life under the care of Matthew, but if Grande did nothing, he would go to properly.
There are also non-extreme examples. For example, Smith, with his family regularly attending the week, donating money to get a title, and his underground industry crimes have been offset? No, and to make a bad guess, when Smith is in hell, he may say so, "Oh, sure enough, donating is not enough."
Like an hour of thought class, faith is teaching children good and evil. There is only one thing Crowley is doing, ‘you are wrong, you have to know that you are wrong, remember that you are wrong, and if you are wrong, you will go to hell. Ha ha, but do n’t get lost. The path of life requires you to go on your own. Go ahead bravely. The Lord looks at you. Come and follow me to read the above ten thousand times. ’
Still, look at the people around us. No one has grown into a moral benchmark in the textbook. There are still fierce people in the prison squatting. There are still guys on the street who stick gum on the street lights.
To faith, life is just a child. The adult world is the devil and angel after the trial of faith. This is the camp that they choose when they grow up. Crowley wanted believers who came to the camp of choice voluntarily!
"And because of you, Grande." Crowley still frowned, "I lost the southeast, and I can't do anything with the people in the Western District. All I can do is to train believers. Then use my cautiously. Five seconds to hell's gate! "
"This is for your own good." Zac waved his hand. "If you are allowed to expand your influence, even if I don't do it, Anthony will do it. You don't want him to tear down your church, right."
"So I cooperated." Crowley's grievances remained, "I think I have shown sincerity."
"I also helped you get to Constantine." Zac was very direct. "I responded to your sincerity." He said, "As long as you can act as a preacher of faith, I have no opinion. Both I and Anthony It does n’t matter where people go after death, whether it ’s only in reality, or the promise of heaven brought by Camille, we only care about the living people in this world. "
Crowley is going to say something.
Zach took the lead, "Okay, I have wasted too much time with you. You just remember what I said. We only care about living in this world. Your purpose is for the fallen angels in hell. Action, find a way to bypass the part we care about, and then we come to talk about harmony. "(To be continued.)