Chapter 448 The Deal between Angels and Demons, Son of Satan
John's appearance was beyond the expectations of angels and demons.
Crowley, especially, wanted to throw John out on the spot.
Aziraphale stopped him.
This visitor from hell even dared to question God, but he would not deny Aziraphale.
John closed the book slowly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you keep driving?"
"Uh, hi, why are you here? When did you get in the car?" Aziraphale also wanted to conceal his identity as an angel.
John said casually: "When you use magic to summon light."
It's good now, Aziraphale grimaced.
Crowley threatened: "I know you, you've burned hell through, but you better not mess with me!"
"Let me think about it, a demon and an angel mixed together." John methodically tapped his fingers on the paper to make a rhythmic sound, "What do you think will happen?"
"As long as no one knows."
Crowley's head exploded and turned into a ferocious snake head to threaten John.
John sneered: "You used snakes to scare people from Slytherin?"
He held out his hand to Aziraphale and said, "John Wick, a wizard."
Aziraphale was immersed in the relationship between the angel and the demon who was threatened by John, and shook hands in shock, "Aziraphale."
Seeing that his threats were ineffective, Crowley also changed his face.
He stared hard at John and refused to shake his hand.
"Your temper is really not the same as Barty's, they look so similar." John sighed, "Okay, where did you end up talking?"
"By the way, let's drive and go eat cake."
John waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"But as a deal, I need to know a few things."
Crowley and Aziraphale looked at each other and reluctantly started the car.
Aziraphale spoke with a stiff face, "What do you want to know?"
"There are many, such as God..."
"Zi-"
The screeching sound of brakes sounded again.
John saw Crowley's murderous gaze and said calmly: "It's not a secret, but I just want to know if those myths are true?"
If John wanted to know the secrets about God from Aziraphale, a devout believer in God, Crowley would not hesitate to send John to hell at an infinite cost.
Cars stop and go.
Finally stopped at a restaurant.
The atmosphere is very subtle.
Aziraphale ate the strawberry mousse cake, using the fork to pick up small pieces again and again.
Crowley drank coffee while staring at John with a vicious look under his sunglasses.
John picked up the black tea and took a sip, not caring whether it was hot or not.
Finally, Crowley couldn't stand it anymore, "What on earth are you going to do? It's been an hour since you came in, and you're just staring at that broken book."
When John heard this, he stopped flipping. He took a sip of black tea and said lightly: "Doomsday war?"
"I'm just surprised that something like this, which determines billions of lives, would be handed over to a child with an immature mind."
"Your God is so willful and picky."
The disrespectful words he said made Aziraphale, an angel, feel very uncomfortable.
Although Aziraphale had unconsciously had some subtle emotions towards some of God's actions over the years, he believed that his Creator God had always been a benevolent figure.
"God has his own ideas." Aziraphale defended in a low voice.
"Are you talking about a hot-headed idea of making a bet with Satan about Job's loyalty to himself?" John asked back.
Aziraphale hesitated.
"A qualified king will not easily take people who are loyal to him as a bet."
John shrugged, "Judging from this, your great God takes everything as his own property."
When Crowley heard this, he looked more pleased with John.
Crowley entered hell because he questioned God's actions.
"Okay, let's talk about the Doomsday War." John put the book on the table and covered it with one hand, and said, "Heaven and Hell have the same attitude, but you want to stop it?"
"I believe that with guidance, that child can make the right choice."
Aziraphale said, "We found the wrong person before, now we just need to find the child."
"Heaven will let you kill that poor kid." John said casually, "Believe me, this is the indifference of the superior to the bottom."
This left Aziraphale speechless.
John sat forward with his body, and the other two people unconsciously stretched their heads over.
John said in a seductive whisper: "You are not suitable, why not find someone reliable."
Crowley murmured: "A reliable person?"
"Yes, it's obvious that I am that person." John smiled slightly, "How about we make a deal?"
"The world is about to end, and you still want to trade?" Aziraphale was surprised.
Crowley sneered, human beings are greedy in nature.
John paused and said, "I'm not affected."
That's right, this is a ruthless man who sets fire to hell.
"I will find the child for you and prevent him from destroying the world. As a deal, you," John pointed at Aziraphale, "give me a chance to go to heaven."
Aziraphale, who thought it would be more difficult, immediately agreed happily, "You have prevented the end of the world, and you will definitely go to heaven."
"I don't mean after I die." John said speechlessly, "I want to go directly to heaven."
Aziraphale's mind was a little confused.
Living people go to heaven?
This is not allowed.
Even if he goes up, he needs to take off this body.
But John’s words are really heartwarming.
After struggling in his heart and coming to an answer that was for the whole world, Aziraphale agreed to John's request.
Crowley was reluctant, but Aziraphale agreed.
John would not let go of Crowley's value as a demon, "My servant seems to be detained by hell."
"You're not going to let me take it out, are you?" said Crowley. "I'm not that stupid."
"I think you can find something."
After all, Palu had been following him for a long time, so John couldn't just throw it into hell.
Angels have to make exceptions, and Crowley can only force it.
"And one more thing."
John took out a piece of gold and put it down, "I'm treating you."
Crowley looked at the gold and then at John.
John spread his hands and said, "I am an alchemist."
Make deals with angels and demons.
John left the book behind and said, "By the way, this is the book left by the lady."
After Aziraphale saw the title of the book, he couldn't take his eyes away.
John left with an identical copy in his hand.
Copy spell.
When he returned to Adam's village, Anasma, who was hit by a car and was dazed, came back to her senses.
She didn't notice it at first, and it wasn't until she had a video conversation with her mother that she remembered her book.
It's over now.
Without that book, she didn't know how to find the legendary son of Satan.
This devastated Anasma.
An explosion alarmed Anasima who collapsed.
She looked out the window cautiously.
The figure moved, causing Anasma to squint her eyes to see clearly.
The figure waved, and Anasima was startled.
Did the other party see him?
Anasma tried to hide herself.
Seeing John outside, he walked directly into the garden.
"You asked the witch to open the door for me, why are you still hiding it?"
The darkness does not affect John's vision. On the contrary, he can see more clearly in the darkness.
John walked to the door and put his wand on the lock.
“alobomora”
There was a snap.
The door lock opens.
This made Anasima upstairs feel bad.
She found a weapon and held it in her hand as John stood outside her door.
There was a door between the two of them, and Anasma's palms were sweaty.
She swallowed nervously.
"Hello, Miss Anasima," John's voice sounded, "I think you left a book behind."
Book?
Hearing her book, Anasma almost went over to open the door.
But her reason made her ask one more question, "What book?"
""The Exquisite and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Fengzi""
John flipped through the book casually, glanced at what was written on it, and said, "You can put down your weapons."
Anasma looked at the iron in her hand and opened the door carefully.
They saw John standing outside the door, but there was no so-called book in his hand.
She was about to close the door.
John smiled and said: "Now, we can talk about finding the son of Satan."
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