Return to Heaven [Hebrew Mythology]

Chapter 103 Fallen Angel

"Who is this guy?"

"Who is cheating me, I don't remember who bound me to a contract with the bondage of the devil!"

"No, the laughter doesn't look like the Messiah..."

"what?"

Under the invisible force, the unconscious demon also woke up, raised his neck and looked at the subject of discussion.On the extravagant throne, a "person" who couldn't see clearly was sitting on it, looking down at them, a group of worrisome demons.Even if the line of sight is cut off, the demon can feel the playful look in his eyes. The other party seems to have a full view of their miserable situation just now, and looks at the damaged face from time to time, with unknown meaning.

"Tsk, if you ruin your face, you will have nothing to look at."

After looking at them for a while, the "man" on the throne said something that raised the blood pressure of the demon.

When did their demons only have faces to see!

Let them go, it's a kind of heads-up!

Standing at the top of the pyramid of hell for so many years, this is the first time a king-level demon has been aggrieved in this way.But he had to swallow these words, the enemy is unknown, and whoever is the first bird will end badly.Only Bai Meng, who had a crush on Lucifer, sank in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Why do I feel that it sounds familiar?"

The fallen angel beside Baimeng who had made friends with him was already shaking into a ball, "It sounds familiar to me too, have you noticed...he..."

"Belial."

When the high-ranking person whispered to the low-ranking person, the demon in the palace who didn't know the truth saw Belial almost fainting.The high-level fallen angel with four wings knelt down reflexively on his legs, his back was drenched with sweat, and the sweat on his forehead dripped onto the shining crystal floor.

His expression resembled the relief carved on the stone pillars outside the Temple of Demons.

It is horror, but also awe.

"No, should I call you my dear cherub, or... a part of Beria's soul."

"..."

Beriar was silent for a long time, and said a word in an erratic way: "I don't believe it, where did you get the information, I don't know many angels about the relationship between Beria and I, it doesn't mean there are none, you must be in The other seraphim got the news... No, you want to lie to me... I don't believe it..." The following words were confused, and the devil was confused when he heard it, but the relationship between him and the seraphim Beria surprised the devil endlessly.

"You and Seraphim have the same soul?"

"Beliar, no wonder your name is similar to Beria. I thought it was Heaven who chose a random name."

"Ah, you cherub, Beria but Seraphim!"

Under the voice of the devil who couldn't tell whether it was sarcasm or discussion, Belial's anxiety reached its peak, "Shut up! Shut up!" The chains rustled under his violent movements, Belial He couldn't break free, but his fist managed to hit a few demons who couldn't control their mouths.

Funny as infighting.

Baimon cursed secretly, and hurriedly grabbed Belial, who was angered, "Go back and talk about this matter!"

Belial broke down: "Baimon, I don't believe... Baimon! You told me this is fake, the spiritual world can be fake..."

Baimon was hugged by him and was confused for a while.

Belial's teeth were chattering, and he murmured inaudibly in Baymon's ear: "This voice is Archangel Seraph."

Baimon was stunned.

His brain screamed "has this world gone mad" again within days.

Like some kind of mysterious infectious disease, after Belial fell into endless panic, the faces of other high-level cherubs all turned pale, and their wings trembled uncontrollably.They are not master angels like Baimon who have never stepped into the stellar sky in their life, and they can advance to the level of seraphim after falling. They used to be excellent cherubs in the stellar sky, and those who often saw heaven Your Highness.

The chains bound his hands and feet so that they didn't turn around and run away the moment they felt the truth.

This world is terrible--

The fallen angel scratched his hair, and said the devil's shocked answer word by word: "It's the voice of Archangel Seraph."

As if to confirm his guess, the "man" on the throne laughed happily again, and patted his palm lightly, "A cherub is a cherub after all." Just words can fascinate the creatures of the Three Realms.

The demon's expression was blank.

The dark radiance dissipated, and the wings dyed by the purest darkness fell beside the throne, and the feather tips touched the ground, evoking a light arc again.The demon followed the direction of the wings, and counted one by two in his mind until he confirmed that it was the twelve wings that Barr had said...

The demon's eyes moved to the master with the fallen twelve wings.

The other party propped his cheek and sat lazily on the throne.

When meeting their gazes, "he" deliberately turned his sideways face, the corners of his lips curled up, and his snow-white skin was even more charming under the black hair.

The lines of "his" eyebrows and eyes are elegant and graceful, and every minute and every centimeter tells the preference of the Creator, showing the limit of fantasy in the world in a real way. "He" has slender eyelashes, and a pair of night eyes under the eyelids, but the devil can't see the slightest smile from the other party. It is cold and deep, as if it will suck the soul of any person who is greedy for beauty into his eyes.

No matter how gorgeous the twelve wings of degenerate colors are, they can only serve as a foil to his face, and are no longer attractive.As God once said, the sun is too dazzling and the moonlight is too hazy, only the endless starlight can gather such a miracle.

because he is—

The darling of the Creator God, the most beautiful shining morning star in the world.

"Lucifer!"

Bechymos pointed at this face that was similar to Messiah, but in the final analysis was different and exclaimed!

"No, Behemoth." Lucifer casually put his hands on his knees, changed his sitting posture a little, his smile faded, and the sharp coldness and ruthlessness stood out.Through these demons, his eyes overlooked this hallucinatory hell.

"Keep guessing."

Behemoth's face was bloody.

There was no need for Bechymos to be entangled, Belial heaved a sigh of relief, and asked hesitantly: "Since you are not Lucifer, are you the Messiah?"

"No."

Lucifer vetoed the answer again.

Baimon's eyes were glued to him, but his eyes were burned by the pure blackness.Without brilliant blond hair, without clear and bright eyes of the sky, he didn't know whether it was pain or sourness in his heart, and he swallowed the words that were about to blurt out.Baimon tried to find other different places in him, the more he looked at him, the more startled he became, and the more sad he looked, he couldn't find anything other than darkness, as if the fallen angel in front of him was the incarnation of Lucifer.

Isn't it really Lucifer?

But how could that proud Highness become like this!

Bai Meng was in a state of mind.

A demon remembered the Messiah's name when he was a human, and boldly said, "Cain?"

Lucifer didn't speak, but there was a half-smile on his brows, which made the devil dare not say Cain's name again.They suddenly realized that the existence of a spiritual body capable of dominating ten king-level demons, how could it be compared with a human name.

Cain, in the final analysis, is the son of Adam, and the Messiah has not yet taken off a common name before the mundane.

And this "person"——

The demons racked their brains and couldn't find a suitable identity from the Three Realms. They even asked about the dark side of the Seraph Archangel and the fallen angels created by God.When the demon died in this [puzzle], Lucifer's pupils became more alive, and the spiritual consciousness that was active in the outside world returned.

The silver-haired holy son closed his eyes and stood peacefully in the middle of the dead demons, as if he was praying to the supreme god far away.

The demon who was frightened by him ran away, and the angels surrounded him.

And Lucifer's consciousness has slipped away.

When he closed his eyes and smiled again, Lucifer in the illusion lost his sense of terror, and his gestures were the demeanor of Satan's self-cultivation for many years.The difference between movement and stillness, the difference between him and Lucifer was more clearly distinguished.If Lucifer is the son of dawn in the daytime, then he is the darkness beyond the light, the dark star in the night, the strength and pride that need not be questioned, his charm is comparable to Lucifer itself!

It is because of this self-confidence that Lucifer will sit on the throne of Satan majestically, and face the king-level demon with his true body that abandons all light.

You are all my subjects.

Wang Jianchen, do you need to cover up?

"You will know my name in the future, I am seeing you now, just to tell you—"

"I am the king of hell."

Lucifer uses the power of Satan to force the rebellious demon to kneel down. The bondage of the devil reverses reality and illusion, and makes the demon submit to Satan for the second time in the illusion.The maddened roar of the demon resounded in the Temple of Demons. From the beginning of several bursts of power to the end, the power gradually decreased. Even Bechymos used the real body of the dragon to resist it. It hasn't changed for a long time. He was chained Go directly through the devil's heart, and connect with the towering stone pillars outside the temple!

The reliefs on the 72 pillars of demon gods are clear for ten moments, and the expressions are frozen at the moment when the contract is concluded.

In a murmur of low laughter, Satan said softly.

"Every word I say is fire and karma. If my real name is mastered by me, I am destined to be unable to escape. Why can't you learn it well?"

"Sure enough, I still like demons."

……

The extravagant hallucination of the palace disappeared from sight, and the king-level demon staggered back to reality, severely traumatized.Their knees softened and they knelt on the empty ground.Remembering what contract they were forced to sign, the demons shed tears of remorse in their hearts, and the power of the contract flowed along the heart to a certain direction, and they immediately looked at it with hatred——

The silver-haired Son felt something.

He put down his praying gesture, looked at their position and smiled, as if a ray of holy light was shining, washing everything in the world.

The eyes of the demon attacked by the "Holy Light" went dark, and the blood spurted out completely.