[Hebrew Mythology] Fallen to Heaven

Under the night, the dark surface of the water revolves endlessly, and the vortex is constantly forming and disappearing. From here, you can directly see the sky—the dome above has been removed, like a palace opening its eyes, and the surging water is its pupil.This eye looks straight up, that is the passage between hell, and you can clearly see the same turbulent Red Sea above and the edge of the upper layer.It is no longer possible to see clearly above, only know that the end of the field of vision is the human world.

This glance must see through the whole hell.

If those obstacles are ignored, this glance can cross the Three Realms and face the person on the throne.

In the middle of the water, a huge stone pillar stands proudly there, and there are six stone pillars around it that are slightly lower than it; there are more stone pillars in the distance, lowering round and round, each of which is in the night sky. Indifferent moonlight is reflected in it.At this time, there are only three dazzling mantras, which are the three in the innermost circle.

Mammon the greedy, Beelzebub the gluttonous, Samael the wrathful.

"Do you want to be here?" Mammon pointed to the middle one, the original sin of "arrogance", Lucifer's eternal shackles, the symbol of the devil, too.

But I shook my head.

"My position is further below. Beyond this hell, there are waters in the abyss below. There is chaos and darkness in the world, and the waters and the spirit of the gods hold my throne."

"As for this position... I have already figured out who should come."

Mammon frowned. "I won't admit to anyone. No, except you... Anyway, I don't accept that I can't beat me."

"It doesn't matter," Samael, "Even if there is a pig sitting here, you can't even beat its subordinates."

"...Why do you like to tease me so much?"

"You don't want to kidnap Beelzebub, so why should I hate you?"

"Are you his boyfriend!"

"Actually," Samuel turned his head thoughtfully, "You may not believe it, but he is my son."

"My lord..." Beelzebub protested weakly, "Please don't say such things."

"The kinship between angels is very complicated. 'Little angels are to be raised by all heaven'—so the angels of the previous generation will have feelings similar to those of an old father towards the next generation. After all, you don't know Did the angel who had a crush on you steal your hair to raise the next generation." Samuel looked calm.

"Hey, you've been through-"

I pressed their foreheads directly, and pulled them apart with one hand Mammon and the other Samuel, "You two—is there any grudge that can't be resolved with rock-paper-scissors?"

Mammon glared at Samael, and Samael gave him a sunny smile back.

"A feud about the objective fact that angels and demons cannot coexist."

Looking at the two of them, I can basically imagine the current situation of the Fallen Angel Legion.Samael came to hell much earlier than the Legion of Fallen Angels, and was far less popular than them.It is very troublesome to reconcile this kind of contradiction, because while standing in the pool of blood and looking up at the peaceful paradise shrouded in holy light, I hate my teeth, and at the same time, I have accepted the setting of the devil damn since I was young, and I firmly believe that even if I fall to heaven, I firmly believe that I am not a devil.Unless I set an example first, I'm not really interested in prostitution.

If I am interested, the Three Realms will be finished in minutes.

"Compared to this, don't you think there are more important things? There are more important people waiting for you to fight."

Is there?Of course there are, such as blitzkrieg looting the paradise of the four hells, such as a red and green Michael who is doomed to be unlucky.

"But the angels are shrunk in their shells now," Mammon said angrily, "they have sealed the gates of the kingdom of heaven, and they can't get in at all—" He turned his head frame by frame like a stuck animation, "go—ah— —”

He stared at me for a moment.

"Hello." I said.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Wait for Michael to pick up your brother, we'll play blitz too." I sold Heaven without batting an eye. Anyway, there are no ordinary angels in the first and second heavens, and they are all enlisted in the army; Zhongqiu's consciousness, no matter how sudden the attack is, it doesn't matter.What Hell needs most is venting—compared to killing ordinary angels, it is more reliable to fight with Seraphim.

It's just that before that, it's still necessary to unite the angel legion and the demons a little bit.

For a group of bloody guys, there is only one real way, which is very simple and rude, to fight.

There is such a thing as a arena in so many fantasy level-up novels. The protagonists are often contestants. The basic rule is to take all the benefits, either discover magical caves or discover natural treasures. Those who want to pretend to be pigs and tigers should say goodbye to the top three He turned around and left after getting what he got, and if he wanted to be cool all the way, he would shine and win the first place. The princess of the empire secretly agreed, and the top seniors came to recruit apprentices—how could they be worthy of Lu Shuang's memory if they didn't do such a thing.

It's a pity that there are no natural treasures or beautiful princesses here. The only senior is me, and I don't plan to accept apprentices at all.

I just made a very simple arena, gave it to Silk to host, and then went to the Red Sea by myself.

Although there are no natural treasures, but the plot of meeting the old man/beauty in the magical cave can still be played.

It's a pity that the beautiful woman is Lilith, who has to go in and cut someone to death, and the old man is Lucifer himself.

In the final of this group arena, whoever finds their king first will be the overall champion.

As a result, the atmosphere in hell was exceptionally harmonious. Both the angel and the demon wanted to kill each other, and their gazes were rarely unified.Samael expressed his concern about this, "What should I do if the angel army beats the demon to the point where he doubts he is alive?"

"Of course let them die." I replied without blinking.

"...Then how do we make the two parties get along harmoniously?"

"The demons who doubted life are all dead, and the rest are scared after being beaten. Isn't this harmonious?"

Samuel: "..."

"You are very thoughtful." He replied with difficulty, "I was negligent."

So, it is definitely not Shaking S's patent to let a person who has been smiling show a embarrassed expression and then secretly feel happy in his heart.Seeing the hesitation and hesitation on his face, I couldn't help rubbing his hair, "In the end, there is no deep hatred between them, it's just that the misunderstanding has been too deep and they look down on each other. The most important thing in this fight is to divide them into groups, mix demons and angels, let them accept things like 'a certain demon is not bad' and 'a certain angel is not bad', and then extend it to the entire race .”

Samuel sighed.He leaned over and almost hugged my knee. "Why are you always able to say something so casual?"

"You say that like I'm a scumbag."

"Aren't you?" He laughed, "Other people can only hook up with each other at most. Your words can mobilize the whole hell to go crazy in front of you. You are indeed not a scumbag, yes - you are the leader of the whole hell Queen."

I emphasized to myself that there is nothing wrong with being a man like a woman in his heart, so as to maintain this conversation, "You stand up first."

He stood up obediently, his eyes filled with tenderness.Perhaps he was partly right.That kind of emotion is indistinguishable from male to female, but it just makes people feel soft, like a lazy and small cat, looking at you with big eyes, no matter what you can't get angry with it.But in my eyes, he wrote a sentence all over his body: love and justice.

Only the lover will see God.

"The queen is over there." I pointed to the position of Lilith in the distance, "I am not a king. I don't need to be a king. I want to stand higher than the king and step into a deeper abyss——Samael, I will always Those who follow me will not be disappointed."

"You seem to have said that."

"Is it?"

"You said so. But that time, you said you wouldn't disappoint those who believed in you."

"Is there a difference?" I laughed instead, "There is indeed one thing. It doesn't matter to me whether they believe me or not—only those who follow me are worthy of watching my back!"

Because I am Lucifer.

Because I am the one loved by God.

Even though I still have many questions, I know that I will definitely respond to Jehovah; so even if He wants me to be the devil king, I have to be the most qualified one.

"By the way, aren't you going to compete?"

"Why do I want that name?" Samael smiled slightly, "Fallen angels will not question me, and demons have long been scared by me. As a pillar of rage, no one will protest, but, Why am I furious? Jealousy is a little closer."

"Compared to Leviathan who can kill the eighteenth floor of hell because of jealousy... you still lose."

"Speaking of which, where is Leviathan now?"

"...trying to wake Behemoth at the gates of hell."

"...It's so miserable."

Beelzebub, male, one of the fallen angels, was originally a member of the choir, and was in the middle of the four-winged angels' combat power. He never thought of going to the battlefield and belonged to the example of civilian personnel.

So he didn't quite understand why he would join Mammon and another angel and two demons in a group arena, and sit down and watch them win three games in a row and successfully advance.

If you want to talk about the preliminaries, the rematch, the semi-finals... whoever wins, Beelzebub is the first choice.He hasn't played since the first game, either Mammon [-]v[-], or the other angel and a blue-haired demon accompany Mammon to win one-on-one and three-in-a-row.Mammon's fighting style was crazy to the point of heinousness, and he almost took the disabled off the stage every time. In the end, the demon leisurely gave him a big cure, and the atmosphere of the whole team was extremely relaxed.

It wasn't until the end of the third battle that Beelzebub asked the names of those guys.The angel is Beria, the blue hair is Barr, and the last one is named Phoenix, who is barely half a demon. The actual race is the phoenix, and some people call him Phoenix.

So Beelzebub watched them win and win with a dazed expression. Mammon fought most of the battle where Mammon pulled him, and a small part of the other three made shots. He just entered the finals like this, and the opponent A valiant and high-spirited squad confronts.This team also belongs to the type that looks ruthless - Baimon, Sidi, Lemiel, Leviathan and Vasago (the third of the 72-pillar Demon God). The field scared the only one who made soy sauce.

But the final is not in the ring, the final is in the Red Sea, and they want to find Lucifer in the turbulent sea.The most terrible thing is that the final is to act alone, and the winner will be determined alone.

In view of the fact that except for Vasago, who can predict, the other eight people are not good at perception, they fought without hesitation first, vowing to throw out all opponents who can throw out first, and Beelzebub was all right. He escaped from the scene of the melee for a while, fled on the water of the Red Sea, saw several raised highlands ahead, turned a corner and hid in, saw a cave, and simply shrank in.

That's the whole reason he's standing here looking at me blankly now.

Beelzebub has neither combat strength nor connections, and Haniya originally wanted him to be one of the original sins, and others did not understand.He didn't even know Beria, who was the second-in-command, which shows how monotonously his life is controlled by the staff.So why can he come here?Why else, he is destined to be the prime minister of hell.

"Your Majesty..." He seemed to be shrinking behind Samuel again, "I really didn't mean to grab the championship, I—"

"I know. I asked Mammon to drag you into the competition. I knew they would fight first, so I waited here on purpose; you will meet Lilith when you run away. You send it over."

Beelzebub froze in place, a pair of violet eyes flickering.

"You don't need to worry about other people. Stay with me, and I'll teach you how to handle affairs, and I'll teach you to fight—I know what you can be, I know what position you can take. Shut up, you don't need to question I—before I allow you to question it."

Beelzebub knelt on the ground stupidly, looked up at me blankly.And I announced to him: "You will be the chancellor of hell."

Is it fair?

It's not fair because I followed that script completely ignoring everyone else's efforts.

But I am the devil, no one can question me.I can ignore their efforts, because I can even kill them at any time.

This is hell, no fairness needed.

"Stand up. The seat closest to the throne belongs to you—Beelzebub."

But Lemuel was the first to arrive that day.

His golden hair was not polluted even though he fell to the sky, and his blue eyes were as deep as the sea as always. If it weren't for the pitch-black wings, I would even think he had never fallen.

He stood at the entrance of the cave with a smile, but asked me: "Is it me you are waiting for?"

"I have to wait for a lot of people today." I answered him, "except you."

I know it hurts him, but at least I told him the truth when I could have said anything to steady him.

"Am I inferior to them?"

"...You are not as suitable as them."

"Can today's result determine the ranking in your heart?"

"Remuel." I called him, "if I have to make a list of what's in my heart—except for God, you, Yanar, Gabriel, Samael, and Sariel, the five of you, Always be number one."

They have been with me for the longest time, they have had misunderstandings of one kind or another when I was not familiar with heaven, they tempted me and then trusted me; they lied to me and then asked me for forgiveness.They have done many things that angels would never even think about, but just because I care about them, they get away with all crimes.

Already back then I was probably going to be extremely self-willed.

"I believe in you." He bowed, "Then, my...perception is too weak to find you."

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