death bird

Chapter 10

"You can't kill him."

Just as the scalpel was about to fall, a black feather suddenly appeared in the air and knocked the scalpel away.

"Shaka!"

When Ivan saw the black feathers, he knew that Shaka was coming!

"Why do you want to stop me from killing this scum?!"

Shaka was still wearing a black veil, with a compassionate expression on her face, she walked slowly to Ivan's side, and waved away the evil spirits entwined around Ivan: "You were bewitched by the darkness just now, and almost lost your mind. "

"My cousin is really a master at manipulating the soul. He has calculated that you will be dazzled by Alton's crimes, and be bewitched by these evil spirits to commit murder."

"I think God will forgive me for sending such a blood-donating person to hell."

Ivan insisted.

"Yes, he really deserves to die, but have you forgotten the agreement you made with Buffalo? He is one of your bets."

Shaka waved her wings and used her magical power to restore the operating room where the fight had just occurred.

Hearing Shaka's words, Ivan suddenly remembered the bet with Bafomi before, and was startled, and couldn't help but be shocked by Bafomi's scheming: "Despicable."

"Hehe." Shaka smiled lightly, and looked at Ivan helplessly: "Betting with the devil, you should have such an awareness long ago."

"Then what should I do now?"

Things have already happened, if Alton is not dead, then Alton who knows Ivan's magical ability will be endless troubles.

Shaka is obviously not very worried: "Take objects from space, mind control, shapeshifting, divination and prophecy, resurrection from the dead, out of body, playing with element der, seven advanced magics, magical mysteries that have flowed in the blood of wizards since ancient times , a gift from Lilith, the Witch of the Night, I can feel that they are all flowing in your blood."

Shaka said to Ivan very seriously, she walked aside, took out a cup, and poured a glass of water: "Come on, while thinking about making Alton forget what happened just now, leave your body in the water Some part of it, saliva, nails, hair."

"Uh, is the hair okay?" Ivan was a little skeptical.

"I personally prefer to drool, after all, it's easier to drool, but, well, it's up to you."

Hearing this, Ivan pulled out a hair, meditated in his heart to let Alton forget everything about him today, and threw the hair into the water glass again and again.

Shaka took the water glass with Ivan's hair on it, walked up to Alton, pinched his mouth, and poured the glass of water mixed with his hair.

"Well, when he wakes up from sleep, he will forget everything."

Shaka clapped her hands, everything seemed extremely easy and simple.

"Is this really possible?"

Ivan felt and took a look at Fairy Tale, expressing deep doubts about it.

"Of course! Believe in me, and in yourself too. The blood flowing in your body is older than the great demons like Cain. He comes from Lilith, the Witch of the Night. And the creator of the seven magics is Lucifer. "

Shaka expressed deep disdain for Ivan's shallowness.She rolled her eyes, threw the water glass aside, and kicked Dr. Alton.

"Okay." Ivan shrugged, "I don't know what you're talking about either."

"Ver, I think we should talk about something more important."

Shaka called for a chair, sat down gracefully, and took out from her waist the snuff bottle she carried wherever she went.

"I suggest you don't lose the bet on Buffalo's death, otherwise it will be hard to say what will happen. You must know that this bet has long been the latest talking point in hell, and even the seven kings of hell have given it to you. A lot of bets, and even Samael pressed a branch of the tree of wisdom for this."

Ivan never expected that the bet between himself and Buffalo would be so sensational. His original intention was to protect Sister Jude.

"If it's just falling into hell, I can't accept it." Ivan said truthfully.

"I'm not talking about you. Your soul has unique abilities. Naturally, they won't abuse you too much. I mean, those who are in the bet, they may not be sure. You know, you lose not only It means your failure, if those bets are put into the embrace of darkness, they will always be played by Baphomet in the applause."

Shaka's old and beautiful face was a bit hazy in the soot, but Ivan just grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"More than half of the 72 demon gods in Hell's forehead bet on you and you will lose. Of course, you don't have to be discouraged, because the owner of the white feather bet on you to win. Thinking about it, the outcome is really [-]-[-]. It's really ironic, Satan They actually stood on the same side of God this time.”

"Lucifer?"

Ivan couldn't help but spit out the name.

"Well" Shaka nodded and smiled slowly: "I'll give you a piece of advice, Lucifer is like Jehovah. (As long as you call his name, he will comment on you.) Well, I feel that the time is coming , I’m going to pick up another dead person to go to the other side.”

Shaka's breath always carries a trace of holiness and death, which is unique among fallen angels, so when she descended on the thorn cliff, Buffalo knew that his plan might not be achieved, but he still walked Brisk, anyway, Buffalo has patience, like a poisonous snake in the desert, it can lurk under the gravel for several days, just to hit his prey with one blow.

"."(I like here.)

Death, madness, killing, *.

Mary danced on her tiptoes in the dark corridor of Briar Cliff, and the shadows around her danced along with her, fluttering in the wind, symbolizing the solemn nun's dress, coupled with Mary's evil dancing posture, there is a kind of seductive charm.

"Our Father above, hallowed be your name, your holy kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven."

Just as Mary was dancing ecstatically, some extremely unpleasant sounds came to her ears.

"What an unpleasant sound, that Mexican."

Mary recognized the voice. It was the woman who yelled "Satan" at her in the patient activity room. She walked to the door of the Mexican woman's room and opened the door of the ward with a displeased expression. He looked at the female patient who looked terrified when she came in.

"Why are you so afraid? My child."

When the Mexican woman saw Mary, she was terrified and grabbed the cross in her hand, her eyes filled with frightened tears, "Go away, Satan! Go away." She stretched out the cross in front of her, facing Mary.

Mary showed sympathy, and slapped the cross from her hand: "I don't understand why you are so afraid. If so, kneel down and pray, let's dispel the fear together!"

"No! I don't want it!"

Seeing the blazing flames in Mary's eyes, the Mexican grabbed the quilt even more frightened: "No! I don't want it!"

"I said! Kneel down!"

Mary roared and scolded, and even a pair of antlers appeared on her head.

"the devil! (demon)"

She rolled out of bed, afraid of Mary's threat, crawled on the ground, and wanted to hide in a corner, but Mary stepped on her hand with her foot: "Tell me! The Holy Father lives forever in heaven, the source of everything is Goodness, make us..faithful..believe in you...”

The Mexicans were afraid of Mary's power, so they could only do so. They also knelt in front of the window, holding the cross tightly, and praying to heaven.

"Father, eternal life in heaven, from whom all things are good, make us...faithful...believe in you..."

As she spoke, Mary suddenly took out a pair of scissors from her pocket, and slammed into the large blood vessel in the Mexican woman's neck!

In an instant, the Mexican wailed, and blood gushed out from his neck, staining the entire quilt red, and the flowing blood was like a blooming rose, gorgeous and miserable. .

Mary looked at the bright red blood on the ground with a gratified and cruel smile: "The world is finally quiet, blood. It's really beautiful."