Chapter 47
Chapter 47
The black mist wrapped Warlock's body, penetrated into his body from the skin, and repaired the wounds everywhere, even the wound on the palm burned by the flame sword.
Warlock blinked his eyes in the dark, and after confirming that his body had almost been repaired, he reached out and pushed the coffin board away and sat up.He only wore a pair of trousers before lying in this coffin, and as long as he lowered his head, he could see that the wound on his upper body had healed.
Cain shook the newspaper and coughed lightly, signaling Warlock's own presence.It’s not that he has any objections to Warlock’s current appearance. You must know that when he was still a human, he only ran around in a leaf skirt. He has seen more fruit bodies than Warlock has eaten. It’s just that Warlock himself Gu Zi admires (?) the appearance of his body is really out of shape.
"Put your clothes back on when you recover, and tell me what happened."
Warlock took a jumper from the chair and put it on directly, and sat opposite Cain: "Dracula's strength is beyond imagination, I can't beat him alone. I besieged him with my collaborators, and he hit him by himself." With the sword of fire, I would have..."
Cain held up a finger and shook it in front of Warlock: "Shh, Warlock, I never asked you to face Dracula head-on. In my opinion, it is not difficult to seal Dracula. Sting... even without the props and weapons we gave you, you can easily take him down."
"I never thought that you would go head-to-head with him. I taught you a long time ago, don't directly challenge someone you are not sure you can win, and what you return to me is a whole body injury. Warlock, think about it carefully, Then tell me why..."
Warlock fell into silence. He stared at Cain's trousers and didn't dare to meet Cain's eyes. He knew why, because he valued his human identity, and he really regarded the mayor of Gotham City as a career.
If it is really done as Cain said, it will take less than a day to seal Dracula. The price is that the males transformed by Dracula and the females kidnapped will die. Warlock has no way to ignore the lives of so many people .
"I... sorry, father, I failed to become the pure vampire you wanted me to be. Human blood once flowed in my body, and human beings have never done anything bad to me..."
Warlock licked his dry lips, his whole heart contracted, he was afraid of Cain's disappointed eyes, but he couldn't really give up all the human part.
Cain looked at the listless Warlock, sighed, and put down the newspaper in his hand.Warlock, who was so refreshed when he was interviewed by reporters in the newspaper, is now like a bird soaked in rain.
"We never want you to be separated. All we do is to hope that you can grow up healthily. The lifespan of human beings is very short, and the blood race is a long-lived species. The gap between them is enough to drive a sane person crazy."
"If you only have dark power, I, Crowley, and Aziraphale will slowly and subtly change your position, but you still have half of the power of light, and the power of light needs the human world as a channel."
Cain touched Warlock's blond hair, feeling a bit stagnant, and the luster was not as dazzling as before. He sighed in his heart, the battle with Dracula had affected Warlock in every way.
"Choosing Dracula as your task object is after careful consideration. If you want to walk in the world, you need a group of men. The blood race living in the world will be your natural allies. You have to show your strength and prove your strength. Only then can they obtain their sincere obedience, and Dracula is your best stepping stone."
Seeing that Warlock still blamed himself, Cain softened his heart first: "Okay, it's not a big problem. I originally thought that you would seal Dracula up and release him as a thug when you became an adult. He It's not a big problem to die, the most indispensable thing in hell is thugs."
Warlock never thought that Cain would have such an idea. He only thought that Cain was trying to test his ability, but he didn't expect that Cain was actually paving the way for him.
"Father, thank you." Warlock felt much better, and hugged Cain across the table.
Cain was caught off guard by Warlock's sudden closeness, and his whole body stiffened. You must know that Warlock has always been independent and refused the closeness of the elders. This kind of active closeness is very rare.
After reacting, Cain decisively took out his mobile phone and took a selfie and posted it in the cub raising chat room, then put away the phone to enjoy the rare intimacy of the cub.
When Warlock let go of Cain, his neck was still tinged with a clear red, spreading to the base of his ears.
Only a "bang" was heard, and Aziraphale appeared in Warlock's apartment, a pair of white wings hadn't been taken away, and the white robe was directly dragged on the ground.Warlock didn't bother to say hello to Aziraphale, he shook his body and felt something cold and long stretched up his waist and up his shoulders, and turning around was a snake head spitting snake letters.
"Mr. Crowley, can you get off of me...Mr. Aziraphale..." Warlock's voice was a little aggrieved, he really couldn't accept that Crowley approached him in a snake shape.
With a snap of his fingers, Aziraphale changed into the disguise he used to make in the human world, and came over and squeezed Crowley's neck and took him aside.
"Great to hear you beat Dracula." Aziraphale held out his hands to Warlock with his usual smile. "How about a celebratory hug?"
Warlock went over and hugged Aziraphale in embarrassment: "The situation was complicated at the time, and it was not my result alone."
Warlock's perspective can only see Crowley transformed into a human form, which Aziraphale threw on the carpet, and misses Aziraphale's smile on Cain.
Aziraphale knew that Warlock wasn't used to physical contact, so he just hugged and let go, and the smile on his face faded away: "So, let's talk about serious business now and let your wings out."
Warlock swallowed nervously, he could feel that Aziraphale was angry, for some reason, he was more afraid of Aziraphale's anger than Crowley's.
Under Aziraphale's gaze, Warlock obediently released his wings, causing the other three to gasp slightly.His wings were much worse than the three of them imagined.
The skeleton of Warlock's wings has been basically formed and will not change. The feathers on the bone wings are mottled gray and white, covering the bone wings sparsely.Aziraphale pursed his lips and gently touched Warlock's left wing, and when he closed his hand, he caught a dangling and falling feather.
"It's a serious matter, Warlock."
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Just when the three elders were struggling with another power imbalance for Warlock, Batman also reached a stalemate.
The Gotham Police Department successfully brought the women captured by Dracula and the transformed men back to the police station. These poor women have been arranged for psychological counseling. Those women who have been unconscious will think that they are being trafficked In the sneak attack, the women who were sacrificed were all sent to Gotham Hospital.
The most troublesome thing is the men who have been transformed into blood slaves. The Gotham Police Department can't reverse the transformation that happened to them, so they can only lock them up.After arguing with Gordon many times, the inspector decided to send the blood samples of these people to the official Gotham laboratory, hoping to solve the antidote as soon as possible.
Batman has been researching the antidote since the first day the blood slave appeared in Gotham, but there has been no results. After getting Dracula's blood and gene samples, the research has made great progress, but the antidote is still far away. There is a big difference.
While developing the antidote, Batman conveniently put the feathers belonging to Warlock that he picked up into the analyzer.
Dick sat next to him and monitored the streets of Gotham to see if there were any fish that slipped through the net while chatting with Barbara: "I think that mysterious man might be an angel living in the world. I saw clearly that he had a White wings."
"One?" Barbara stood behind Dick with her chest folded and said with a smile, "I think your grammar teacher will cry, don't they all have a pair of wings?"
"It's one, I'm sure, only the left side has wings." Dick looked back at Barbara, and gestured on the left side of the back, "Actually, the white wasn't pure white, it was just too dark at the time so his wings looked very dark." white."
"Are you sure it's not a special prop? It's the kind of wings that can be disassembled freely?"
"It's real." Batman looked at the data on the bat computer, and inserted into the topic of the two, "The color is off-white, the composition is unknown, there are power fluctuations, and it is extremely hard."
Dick jumped up and ran to the bat to look at it: "This data looks familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere."
"Dracula's feather data composition is seven points similar to this one." Batman frowned, pinching the bridge of his nose vigorously, "Dracula called him 'cub of the clan' during the previous battle, which shows that the relationship between them There must be a connection."
"And his reaction to Dracula's death was very abnormal, indicating that his purpose was not to bring Dracula to justice, but to take Dracula away. Most importantly, he did not leave his brother. Tan's plan, I need to contact Zatanna, the mysterious side needs to be resolved by people from the mysterious side, I can't let such a dangerous guy stay in Gotham."
Dick sat back in his seat, leaning his head back in the chair and covering his eyes with his arms, feeling more trouble was coming.
Batman arranged several new schedules on his mobile phone, and suddenly received a text message from Gordon, and looked up at Dick: "Your information has not been transferred to Bluhaven, and it is still in the Gotham Police Department. The police chief Said to give you a medal, in order to commend you for saving those Gotham people who were captured by human traffickers."
Dick looked at Batman blankly, feeling like he was hallucinating: "Me? Medal?"
Batman nodded slightly: "Yes, the Gotham Excellent Police Certificate and the Gotham Good Citizen Medal will be reported to the city government by the police chief and the superintendent, and the acting mayor will personally award you the honor."
Batman got up and patted Dick on the shoulder: "As Richard Grayson's adoptive father, Bruce Wayne feels very relieved, and will turn down all work and banquets to support you, my son."
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