[Hebrew Mythology] Fallen to Heaven

Ye Lai is an angel with red hair and brown eyes. He uses fire attribute healing skills quite well, and this is indeed the kind of person I can hardly find—more than half of the people who use healing skills are water attributes, and the rest are almost all wind attributes. , the fire attribute is almost forcibly defined as a combat attribute, and there are really too few healing angels.

As for the light attribute, there are very few angels with the light attribute, and even fewer learn to heal. You must know that light is a natural restraint on demons, and almost all of them are fighting angels. Learning to heal is not as good as studying to kill demons.

At the same time Ye Lai entered the Angel Academy, Yanar and Lemiel also entered the Angel Academy.Selecting teachers is a difficult job. Some angels feel that they can't teach well, while those who are confident are always a little careless.I was really worried about handing over the little angel to some strange guy, so I had to read resume after resume by myself, and the more I read, the more boring I became.Yahweh rests on my lap, staring at the back of the page, "What kind of angel are you looking for, Almighty?"

"It's more characteristic." I replied quickly, "There are too many applicants, and I want to find one that is particularly good in a certain aspect."

"Consider me?"

I was taken aback, "You? You are a little angel yourself, right?"

Jehovah puffed up his mouth, and I immediately compromised, "What do you want to teach?"

"Magic. Either attribute will do."

So with a swipe of my pen, "Yahweh" became the magic teacher of the light element. Yahweh dissipated the divine light around him. Unlike the last time he turned into a little angel, he turned into a silver-haired angel with the appearance of a young man this time. The brows are sharp and the eyes are like meteors, which is the appearance of his young face when he grows up.

I was startled.

He looked up at me, his handsome face was indescribably chic and confident, his back was straight, and his posture was heroic.He moved closer to me, his breath burning my face, "What?"

Looking at his fair face, I could only say, "Jehovah..."

"It's me." He curled up his lips a little triumphantly, and pecked on my forehead, the warm lips parted instantly, "Do you like it?"

I couldn't speak, I could only stare at his face, breathing so fast that I could hear the sound of my heartbeat exploding in my own ears, he raised his eyebrows, a pair of blue eyes reflected me, mature body Clinging to my arm slightly oppressively, God's face is so perfect that I can't think about it, there is no concept of "gender" or anything else, I can only watch, he stood up straight, overlooking the Me, "Lucifer?"

People say that Qiushui is the god and jade is the bone, and the brilliance of thousands of galaxies is just like this.

He pursed his lips, his eyes turned cold.

"You don't like it?"

"I like it." I was stunned for a while before answering, "But... let others see it..."

At least I can use my own eyes to adjust my mood. It's no wonder that other people are not crazy when they suddenly see him.Jehovah smiled jokingly, pressed my shoulders, and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "Don't want to be seen by others?"

I ran through a bunch of gays in my heart.

"Then don't let them see it." The moment he lowered his head and then raised his head, all the godly temperament was restrained, and that face seemed to have nothing special for a while.He returned to the little devil I was familiar with, raised his arms around my neck and rubbed against my face, "Lucifer is the most—it's done!"

The thought of this brat going to teach other brats gives me a headache for Lemuel, who is also the principal.

I had a headache before Lemuel had a headache.

Yawei's name is not noticeable in a string of messy names, but Yanar and Ye Lai are stared at like red and bold fluorescent marks.One smashed my store, and the other instigated the former to smash my store. As soon as the list of teachers was announced, the angels exploded. Gabriel shook his head while pressing his temple, "That guy said you must have a way... Is there anything you can do? About a group of angels protesting against blasphemers as teachers?"

My face is paralyzed.

"It doesn't matter if you don't give them this reason... But the admission of little angels may be hindered. It's not that they will oppose your decision..." Gabriel scratched his hand on the table, "But you can't tell the truth ..."

"I have a solution." I continued to put on a wooden face, "Pretend I haven't read the Bible."

"……Bible?"

"In short, I just take Yanar and Yelai to the school gate." I said as I got up, "And... prepare some props, stones."

I also forgot if it was in the Bible, there is a story about a woman who was ostracized because she was a prostitute, Jesus said, "Whoever thinks you are innocent, you can stone her to death .”

It is not difficult to apply this story to heaven.But things can't be solved so simply. I looked at the thousands of angels who gathered for nearly an hour, and patted Yanar on the shoulder, "Look up. They are against your existence, so you have to convince them .”

Ye Lai swallowed next to him. I remember him. At that time, I was pushed into the room of the Healing Angel by Yanar. There were two people in the room, one was Silver-haired Bess, and the other was him.I went to the balcony, Gabriel's little Tara was piled up with stones at the entrance of Angel Academy, Yanar and Ye Lai came to me under my motion, "Why do you think they can't be teachers?" I asked those angels , from my angle, I can clearly see the expressions of each of them, and I can even distinguish between the people who are really indignant and those who are just watching the excitement; but when I really asked, no one opened their mouths, they all looked at me , with a look of fear.

In fact, I think they will speak when Jehovah stands here.They trust their Father God with all their heart, but that doesn't mean they trust Me.

They didn't talk, and I had to say, "Then write it out." Little Tag immediately took out a stack of paper and pen, "No signature is required, just write it out for any reason or idea."

The result is as I expected, although there are many miscellaneous reasons, including worrying about the physical and mental health of the children, worrying that the school will become a paradise for criminals, and thinking that they should finish their sentences in prison... In short, the key point is one thing, why do two criminals To teach children?So many good angels don't want them?

I read them page by page. Naturally, there are emotional people who are eloquent about their country and the world, and there are also people who don’t write at all. who.I looked at Yanar, "Go down."

Yanar straightened his back.He stood at the gate of the school like a javelin, facing angry eyes.

"Now," I said, "any of you who think they are perfectly innocent may stone them to death. I will pay for any consequences."

In that story, no one threw a stone.Everyone has dark and dirty thoughts, but this is heaven, and there are only four generations of angels for thousands of years. Angels may not really think that they have shortcomings.They practice God’s rules day after day, and keep their hearts pure day after day, especially in the world, no one will say that these people who have not thrown the stone are wrong, but in heaven, not being completely innocent is sin .

They didn't move, but they were just waiting for a leader without really thinking they were at fault.

At this time, you can only rely on fooling around.

"What are you waiting for? Do you really think you are wrong?" I suppressed my voice to make myself look indifferent, "How many of you think you are innocent, but are only afraid that throwing stones will cause trouble? What is the law of heaven, what is the law of angels—the one in blue, memorize it."

This description is very representative, because many angels still prefer linen, even if they wear other clothes, they will choose light colors. Blue clothes are very rare in the whole heaven.He froze for a moment, "Integrity, hope, generosity, justice, bravery, temperance, tolerance."

The seven virtues of Catholicism correspond to the seven angels Raguel, Gabriel, Raphael, Lemuel, Michael, Sariel, and Uriel.Although I don’t really support this correspondence according to the actual situation, I have already told the Lord about the seven virtues, which are basically the moral principles of the heavens. “So, what is justice? What is bravery?”

Before they reacted, I started to fool around, "Justice is the willingness to endure danger in order to fight against evil and mistakes; bravery is the courage and belief in implementing justice. Waiting for someone to stand up first? Why not the first one to stand up You? Are your justice and bravery only used to gather crowds to ridicule?"

Then I immediately turned into a white lotus moral bitch, "When you mocked, did you think about tolerance? What did you think about redemption? Do you think that sins cannot be redeemed? What is tolerance? Why can't they forgive? The mistakes they made are not printed on their hands The mark of the beast on it does not represent you, you who have never followed the rules but are self-righteous, stronger or better than them. The so-called tolerance of God means that all sins can be paid for, as long as you sincerely repent."

Then I threw the biggest hole: "Stone them now. They haven't suffered enough, so punish them. When God forgives them, stones will become bread."

An angel picked up the stone.

The stone hit Yanar heavily with a muffled sound.

Yanar stood before them, and a stone was thrown at his face, but he did not move.His eyes were staring straight ahead, but no one was looking; nearly a minute later, the first stone left a white mark on his face, turning into a ball of flour.

More and more stones turned to flour, and some could not even hit him, being scattered in the air.Then there were stones that became bread, and they piled more and more, rolling in the flour, and when the last stone became bread and buried in the flour the whisperings of the angels died away, and I commanded them: "Take home a piece of bread Go ahead. Remember what happened today: God is always by your side, and He will forgive you when you truly repent. His love is always with you. Don’t use your thoughts to speculate on God.”

A qualified magic stick must have a beginning and an end. After the angels dispersed, I dragged Yanar and Ye Lai out immediately, "Are you okay? Ye Lai, don't use fire, it will explode!"

Ye Lai had a miraculous smile on his face, "God... really forgave me."

"Yes, he has a big heart." Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, I dragged Yanar away and sent him directly back to the eighth day's palace.Yanar took a shower, patted the flour off, and then asked me: "Those stones are flour and bread, aren't they?"

"Yes." Gabriel gave him a thumbs up without raising his head while he was doing the accounting, "His Royal Highness's mana is under my control, and it is guaranteed to change over time."

"..." Yanar, "so God..."

"God doesn't have time to take care of your business." He was studying textbooks at the Angel Academy, and I added in my heart, "He didn't care at all." If he cared, I couldn't protect you.

Yanar's expression was a bit complicated, full of the pain of the collapse of faith, but he quickly got rid of this emotion, "Your Highness really...has a way."

Yes, the scariest thing in this matter is obviously not me, I just took advantage of the angel's absolute worship and trust in God, the really scary thing is the silver-haired Bess who is still in prison.

Before I figured out this way, he said, you have a way.

"That person can't stay for long, he's too smart." Gabriel shook his head, "Your Highness, are you sure he's not Seraphim?"

"I'm sure there is absolutely no musical instrument in Seraphim." My heart skipped a beat, "But—"

"Then kill him, then control his son and monitor that angel named Ye Lai—" Gabriel seemed to enter the political world of dictator || emperors, and I knocked his head, "It's too much."

"Oh, I know His Highness would not choose such a cruel method." Gabriel winked at me, "Your Highness is also very tolerant and loving."

I suspect that he specifically used adjectives to disgust me. I learned from Remiel.

All was well in those days.I practice my light element, Yahweh teaches his healing, and Gabriel counts his little coffers.What broke all this was the seventh millennium after the creation of the world, when the black magic of the Demon Race split the angel who guarded the gate.

Later, I remembered that I still felt chills all over my body. That was the first time I saw blood covered the ground, and someone’s wailing came into my ears. I saw the demon raise the butcher knife, kicking off the first battle between gods and demons.

In the fight after that, even when Michael raised his sword against me, I was never so frightened.

I heard high-pitched cries, I saw mothers protecting their children; I slashed through the demons that stood in my way, but I didn't know what to do; I couldn't even clearly realize what I was doing, blood spattered on me Wet and fishy, ​​and then I thought, I've killed someone.

When I thought this way, I used the blade of the light element to cut open the stomach of another demon, and stood in front of a little angel, and said to him without looking back, "Run to the teleportation array."

That day I understood why they say the devil is evil.

For the devil walks with blood and death.