The ancestor is a little cutie

It was the cold winter of December, at one o'clock in the morning, the patter of rain hit the road, creating water ripples one after another.

Dim street lights sprinkled on the chrome-yellow buildings, huge white pines stretched out their branches, one after another, sparsely in the Colosseum and the dilapidated architectural remains of old Rome.

Just under this piece of ancient Roman ruins, which is regarded as a cultural treasure by human beings, a thousand-foot-deep boundary hides a vast city that has not been discovered by people.

"Hurry up, the dungeon is going to be demolished by that idiot! Why does the ancestor live so far away!"

"How dare you call others stupid!"

"I just picked up a handsome guy from outside. Who knows, it's such a coincidence. It's a cardinal!"

In the long underground corridor, two figures that almost turned into wind shuttled back and forth, bickering all the way.

His mouth was dirty, but his speech was even and steady, without panting at all.

The fluttering robes drove gusts of wind, which made the candles on the porch tremble.After the two of them walked far away, the sound of the dispute still echoed in the stone wall.

"Cardinal"

"Others are stupid"

"Bishop"

"People are stupid"

"Bishop"

"Stupid..."

……

In the huge palace, the almost undecorated rooms were horribly empty and tidy.

A black wardrobe, a black bed, a black crow landed on the black railing, and a black bat hung upside down on the black carvings on the top of the beam.The whole room is like a beautifully furnished mourning hall, especially...

The bed, beautifully wrought with diamonds inlaid with gold thread, was really a large double coffin.

Really, when people come in, they want to cry, "Third uncle, grandma, his younger siblings, why did you leave so early..." Well, the heart-piercing kind.

The room was very quiet.The crow fell asleep, and the bat had just eaten, hanging upside down on the beam of the house, motionless.

Sitting by the false window in the corner is a beautiful and well-behaved young boy.The young man was wearing a dark red patterned robe, with a wooden easel in front of him, holding a painting plate in one hand, and painting on the cotton canvas with a paintbrush in the other.

On the canvas, the outlines of the characters outlined in pencil are graceful, and as the boy paints with oil paint brushstrokes, the long hair flutters, and the handsome man wearing the silver mask emerges little by little.

The boy was concentrating on correcting when he suddenly heard an urgent knock on the door.

Then, I heard a loud shout outside the door: "My lord, my lord! It's not good! Simon went out to fool around again and brought back the cardinal of the Vatican!"

The boy by the false window turned his head when he heard the voice, his brows were slightly frowned, and his expression was a little worried.

However, the direction he was looking at was not the door, but the beautifully crafted bed in the room.

With the knocking on the door getting louder and louder, the bed also moved slightly.There was a slight sound, and there was a slight tremor with the scattered lace cloth.

An impatient low curse, accompanied by the sound of cotton rubbing, came from the coffin bed, and then a slender, slender hand with knuckles rested on the edge of the bed.The man wore a black diamond ring on his thumb, reflecting the cool light in the warm yellow candlelight.

The owner of the hand slapped the thumb and middle finger, and a click sounded in the room.The crow squatting on the railing seemed to hear some order, and immediately flapped its wings, swooped straight to the table, picked up the silver mask on it, and flew into the man's hand.

A slight smile came from the coffin bed, the voice was crisp and numb, arrogant and doting, with a kind of high-spirited youthful feeling.

"good."

After he finished speaking, he saw a man in black sitting up on the bed.With a silver mask on his head, his curled legs slowly stood up. He looked at the carved door, clicked his tongue impatiently, and jumped off the bed with his long legs.

The long black hair flew away with the undulating movements, and his fingertips hooked the hair on the sideburns, revealing the beautiful silver earrings.

Seeing him coming out, the young boy by the false window hastily put down his painting tools, took out his cloak from the closet, stepped on his shoes and jumped in front of him: "My lord ancestor, you're awake."

Cain nodded and stood lazily, letting the young boy dress and tie his clothes on tiptoe, ignoring the two frantic people outside the door.When dust began to fall from the door, Cain frowned, pulled a feather from the crow, and threw it at the door: "What are you talking about?"

The voice was not loud, with the usual indifference.But just as the voice came out, there was a scream of "嗤" outside the door.

The world is finally quiet.

"Ivan, go and open the door." Cain motioned to the little boy, who let out a "Hey" and immediately jumped up and ran to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, two men in trendy clothes rushed in.One of them was covering his arm, and his fingers were a little red: it was Simon who was stabbed by Cain with a crow feather through the crack of the door.

Cain glanced at Simon, and his eyes became a little more impatient: "Who is it to show me that you are covering your arms and pretending to be miserable? I am not a vampire?"

Who doesn't know that the biggest characteristic of their blood race is resistance to manufacturing?No matter how serious the injury is, it will recover in a short time.

As Cain said, he patted his wrinkled clothes with an elegant and calm movement, and asked, "Tell me, what's wrong with Cardinal?"

No matter how awesome the cardinal is, isn't he still a human being?As for running towards him like a monkey with a hot butt?Tsk, what a big deal.

Simon quickly let go of his arms, knelt down in front of Cain with a plop, and cried pitifully, "My lord, I'm sorry, I accidentally brought the cardinal back! I'm a sinner in the dungeon!"

Cain chuckled, and patted Simon's face: "What are you doing carrying a bishop back, huh? Is it itchy? Do you want me to scratch it for you?"

Simon hurriedly covered his back tightly, and rushed out far away with a cry, shaking his head again and again: "I'm not, I don't! My lord, please respect yourself!"

Cain clicked his tongue and was about to continue teasing a few more times when suddenly there was a loud bang.Suddenly, there was a huge energy fluctuation outside the room.

Wave after wave of white holy light swayed through the closed door.The energy was so pure and powerful that none of the people present was spared except Cain.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! I'm going to disfigure my lord!"

The three subordinates were all burned to varying degrees.

Cain couldn't help frowning.

"It seems that this year's cardinal is really talented? Let's go and meet him."

After finishing speaking, he tapped his toes to the ground, jumped up slightly and turned into a little bat, flapping his wings and rushing out at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

The largest hall in the underground city, like any splendid and solemn old building in Italy, has a high dome with colored glass paintings on it, and even specially invited someone to design the lighting layout, so that the whole hall is arranged in harmony with the sunlight. The room is as soft as it is illuminated.

And in the middle, is a man with a straight figure.He has dark brown hair and black pupils, and the white coat that belongs to the bishop is vaguely seen in the collar of the thick woolen sweater.

Seeing the little bat flying into the air, the man immediately cast a sharp look, and raised his hand to lift the cross that fell on his chest.

"In the name of the Lord, drive out the filth from hell! Drive out the original sin from Eden! Drive out the demons contaminated by Satan!"

The ancient divine language, with the unique rhythm of the old days, was spelled out word by word in the man's pleasant voice: it is the long-forgotten, exorcism spell.

This incantation, which has not been heard for centuries, was passed to Cain's ears, and it actually made him feel a little kind.

It's just that human beings today are no longer what they used to be.After generation after generation of reproduction, the lineage belonging to the gods has been diluted again and again, and there is not much left.

These days, so what if you can recite the exorcism spell proficiently?The spiritual power is not enough, and it is still not enough to deal with him at the ancestor level.

Cain chuckled, and a thin voice came from the bat's mouth.

He silently said "Idiot" in his heart, spread his two powerful little wings, and took a deep breath.Get ready... to dive straight down, then stand firmly in the center of the hall, and make another gorgeous transformation.

That's right!

He wants to scare this ignorant human being to death!

Cain even planned his position, so he was ready to jump off!

Unexpectedly, just after the spell with scattered rhymes was completed, it was hit by a storm-like spiritual force.

The little bats in the air didn't even have time to react. With their wings outstretched, they became a precarious boat in the huge waves.

Cain was dizzy from the shock: his ears were buzzing, his eyes were staring at stars, and even the cardinal underneath was scattered in half.

Kong Wu's powerful little wings were also washed by the power of the holy light, and they were burned little by little.

He obviously felt that his wings were getting weaker and weaker, and he could even feel the wind passing through the holes in the wings.Not to mention flying up, it is even difficult to maintain balance now.

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the little bat standing proudly on the dome fell to the ground with its head upside down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Simon, who was watching the battle from the sidelines: "Master Ancestor is... showing off his flying skills?"

Ivan: "It doesn't feel like... ah..."

Before the word "ah" was finished, I saw the little bat spinning and diving downwards. Suddenly, a living person appeared in the air, and fell to the ground with a plop.

Cain: ...

Oops, it's the feeling of pretending to fail!

When he looked up again, he saw a pair of slender and straight legs in the flying fine dust.

Enoch, holding the cross in his hand, was also stunned when he saw the tall, long-legged man sitting in front of him.

The man wore a silver mask, even though it covered half of his face, he still couldn't hide his handsome and lazy temperament.The black robe was full of holes due to the burning of the holy light, and even the inner garment was burned, exposing the reddish tender flesh inside.

Cain pursed his lips with an ugly expression.

don't say anything.

pain!I cried in pain!

Although he, Cain, was a waste who didn't know anything, at least he had lived for so many years without disaster and pain by relying on God's previous curse.Now he was suddenly beaten violently, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

and!

It was agreed that as long as he was beaten, the person who hurt him would be hurt seven times!

Why is his clothes scorched and his body red, but the bishop in front of him doesn't have a single strand of hair messed up!

Cry inside: God, you big liar!

The author has something to say: new article, new article!Merry Christmas~~

set up:

1. Cain is the ancestor of vampires (killed his brother Abel, was punished by God, and was given grace by God, anyone who hurt Cain will be punished seven times)

2. Metatron is the title of the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Heaven, meaning in Hebrew: Little Jehovah.The real identity is Enoch, Adam Houyi, and later ascended to heaven to become the archangel of God, in charge of paperwork and record work.

3. The cardinal in this article refers to the great red coat of the Catholic Church all over the world!