126 Chapter 27 Crowlie

"Educating the next generation?" The mouth of the man named Crowley curled into a smile, "It seems that I chose a very interesting city."

His stubby fingers were lifted up, his index finger and thumb were pressed together; the shape of the thick fingers could be seen deformed under the squeeze. Snap! The crisp sound of finger-snapping reverberated in the air, and the people in the choir fell to the ground around him like wheat ears harvested by a sickle, revealing his fat body.

Crowley tugged at the white robe on his body, it seemed that this large choir robe was a kind of restraint to his body, and there was a trace of impatiens in his eyes.

James' pupils slowly constricted because he was not sure what he was seeing.

Crowley tore off his clothes... No, he tore off the outer skin.