[Hebrew Mythology] Fallen to Heaven

When I threw away Jehovah and rushed to the Angel Prison, the three unlucky children Sariel, Samuel, and Lemuel had been imprisoned for a whole day. The temporary warden was startled by me, and I jumped over him and rushed to myself In the previous cell, Sariel was imprisoned with green hair hanging down. The chain pierced his arm, and the blood flowed from the chain and him, forming a pool of dark red things.

I feel a little nauseous.

The Lord followed me, he was like a glowing blob in the dark prison, "Save him," I said, "quick, open the door!"

The door popped open at once, so quickly that I suspected it had been opened at my command. "You have absolute power over this place," the Lord whispered behind me. "No one will lock you in again."

My heart softened, and I couldn't laugh or cry, so I pulled the chains off Sariel's body, and now they are very obedient, "I didn't blame you... It's okay, I'll find it myself, can you give him a cure first?" ?”

Yahweh pursed his lips and lowered his head, looking very aggrieved, "He should be punished!"

"What kind of punishment? What law did he break?" I quarreled with the Lord while supporting Sariel. Blood gushed out of Sariel's wound, and my heart trembled when I thought about yesterday. I might be worse than this, and I was afraid. You said why I didn’t know how to change into pure white clothes and put on two white wings to come up. I really regarded Jehovah as an invincible cheat.

"The first rule of heaven, it is forbidden to offend God and Lucifer." Yahweh scolded me calmly, but he still stretched out his hand and gave a healing spell. The movement was so slow that I could clearly see the gathering and movement of light elements, " The maximum penalty for this line is the death penalty of burying bones in a snake pit."

I shook my hands, "Buried bones in a snake pit? You mean—"

"Samael's own punishment measures." Yahweh decisively threw the blame, "He wanted to throw you in!"

My scalp explodes.Sariel and Lemuel were implicated at most and were imprisoned. Samael, the direct executioner... "Let him out!" I shouted to the Lord, who turned his head and clasped his hands, "Listen to you, imprison him!" Angels, punishing criminals, freeing prisoners, do what you like, there is nothing you can't do in this heaven."

"Thanks," I said casually, "then take me to them!"

On the way we found Remuel, Sariel woke up. When he woke up, his face was pale. I gave him a pat on the head and rolled the eyes of the Lord. After that, he changed from kneeling to standing, and followed behind us endlessly. The expression is a bit serious before the heroic sacrifice.The Lord refused to give Lemuel another cure, so I began to imitate his healing technique temporarily. The light element was turning around in my hand, but I was unwilling to help Lemuel heal.

In the end, Yahweh couldn't stand it anymore, and stretched out his hand to press on my hand, and the light element immediately surrendered, and the action was so fast that I deeply felt the huge gap.This time, Sariel took Lemuel with him, and we went to the upper floors to find Samuel. We found a dark room without windows until we found the top floor. The sound of something wriggling with mucus made me retreat unconsciously took a step.

Thousands of snakes bite the bones.

"Is he still alive?" I asked in a low voice, Yahweh nodded, as if he was dead.I turned around at the door and walked in. I understand that Jehovah is unwilling to save Samuel, but I don’t believe that he doesn’t protect me.

Jehovah took a breath behind me.The door is a solid ground, and it is rare to have a pure black place with some dark elements in heaven. I follow their guidance and make a detour, and I know that I have reached the center of the snake pool, where the executioner puts the executed drop it.

"Samael?" I called, though I didn't expect him to respond.After the silence fell, the creepy creeping sound in the room became clearer, and my little heart was a little unsteady.The dark elements swirled around me, slowly converging in a certain direction, they were too faint to form any kind of magic that would allow me to pull Samael directly up.I know I have to go down.

The feeling of touching the snakes with my feet through the shoes was not pleasant at all. Fortunately, the snakes scattered as soon as they touched me, running faster than the released turtles.Samael was locked not far from the edge of the pool. I ordered the iron chain to be untied from him, and he fell into my arms, breathing weakly and making no sound at all.I drove the last of the snakes off him while using Half Heal to try to heal the teeth marks of the snakes that I couldn't see but were definitely there.When the last snake let go, Samuel suddenly took a long breath. He began to tremble violently and whimpered with unknown meaning. His fingers grabbed my neckline convulsively, and I felt him crying.

I waited a while before he let go of my clothes, gasping//breathing. "Are you okay?" I felt a little guilty, after all, it seemed that I caused this.Samael nestled in my arms and slowly shook his head, and after a while he asked, "Who are you?"

Well, the same question as when he interrogated me yesterday.I patted him on the shoulder and replied sincerely: "Lucifer."

He froze again, and then he bounced up from my arms, with the sound of the ground colliding with the joints, I knew he had knelt down, "The fool has no eyes, but if he bumps into His Highness, he deserves to die."

"You should save your big eyes to judge others." I dragged him up in the dark, "Can I still go?" He didn't need to answer, his hands were as soft as sponges, so even if he replied "Yes" "I also forced him to walk back to the edge of the pool, and dragged him to the door. The luminous body of Jehovah was far away from the door, and he looked unhappy.

Sariel was still expressionless, but his pupils dilated when he saw me walking out with Samuel in this way.I know that I am in a somewhat embarrassing state. The mucus from Samael's body inevitably gets on me, and the clothes that are not very clean in color are crumpled. "Go back," I raised my chin at them, "Not guilty freed."

Jehovah’s face was as black as if I had said some blasphemous words just now.

I forcibly supported Samuel and pulled him to the gate of the prison. The hapless temporary warden looked at our team with fluttering wings, "Sorry," my brothers patted him on the shoulder, "You probably have to go back to your original position." gone."

The hapless angel kept nodding, seemingly not paying attention to what I said.Samael finally managed to stand on his own. "Come back with me." Yahweh didn't seem to want me to support him anymore, "Now."

I glanced awkwardly at the four four-winged angels. "come on."

As soon as I had time to say these two words, Jehovah pulled me to teleport.He threw me on the big bed in the temple bedroom, "Why did you let them out!" Yahweh stomped his feet by the bed with a face of reluctance, "They dare to treat you like that - obviously you created them !"

"It's you." I reminded him kindly, but he didn't buy it, "You told me how to make it! You came up with the idea! How dare they!"

Well, well, I am the designer, you are the factory.I hugged him in my arms, and Jehovah beat my shoulder against the mucus on my clothes, "You've been walking for so long! You agreed to play for a few days! Do you know—" He fell silent, But I think I get the general idea.I slowly rubbed along his long hair, "Okay... like a god, okay? I was wrong, huh? But think about it, there are so many layers of hell, it takes a long time to fly..."

Jehovah looked up and gave me a slap in the face, and pushed me aside in disgust, "Go take a bath."

I obediently went to the bathroom of the temple to wash off all the mucus on my body. The Lord threw a set of white clothes beside me and almost threw them into the water. Walking around the bathroom door, "How dare they—how dare they do this to you!"

"Okay, they don't dare anymore, it's over and over." I patiently comforted him while putting on my clothes, and when I opened the door, the kid stood at the door, with tears in his eyes, and threw himself into my arms again, "Lucifer !"

I rub the top of his head. "I'm here, okay? I'm not running so far? Come on, be serious, are you the Lord?"

Yahweh wiped away his tears, turned his head away with red eyes.A feeling of being a father arises spontaneously, I directly picked up this guy and threw him on the bed, laying down beside him, with a posture of ruthlessness, "Come on, just take whatever you want!"

Yahweh snorted.He nestled next to me, stretching out his hand to scribble on my chest, it was itchy, if it hadn’t been for a witch who played like this before, I guess I would have surrendered, “Don’t make trouble,” I slapped his hand away and hugged him, “First sleep?"

And no matter what time it is, Jehovah can fall asleep in a litter in my arms, sleeping like a piglet.I was infected by him and fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up the next day, I was a little dizzy.On the ninth day, there was no concept of night at all. I pushed Jehovah, who was clearly awake, "Talk about the current heaven with me?"

Then I learned that there are currently three generations of angels in heaven, and the last two generations are obtained by the fusion of the souls of the previous generations. , not to offend God and Lucifer; second, keep chaste; third, stay away from darkness.Except for these three rules, they are all trivial rules, roughly equivalent to the relationship between the Constitution and various other laws.

The fallen angel who was co-authored and locked opposite me basically did everything, although he didn't offend me.

Just thinking about him makes me think I'm going to jail again. "Lord," I pulled him from my chest, "can you purify the fallen angels?"

Yahweh was moved to my neck, and he mumbled, "Yes, I don't want to."

"Then do you mind if I raise an angel?" Hell is probably not suitable for that fallen angel, and heaven is even less suitable.Yahweh moved to a comfortable position and put his head on my shoulder, "Slaves? That's fine. But put them on the eighth day, and you will come to my side to sleep at night!"

He didn't say that I almost forgot that I still have a palace on the eighth day.I stood up while nodding, and the Lord who was pushed away looked at me sadly, "Come back at night!" He ordered, "Don't run around."

"Okay, great god." I made a scissors hand to him while changing my coat, "Call me if you need something."

I teleported directly from the ninth day to the fifth day. The temporary warden was still standing at the gate of the prison. Kneeling: "His Royal Highness Lucifer."

His deference would have been more convincing if he hadn't sneaked glances at me.

"Don't kneel down, sorry for the trouble, I guess I have to take two people away." The warden kept nodding, and I made a long story short: "On the first floor, the fallen angel from 7117 and his——spouse."

The warden didn't question my words at all, and immediately started looking through the list as if you were the supreme commander. I don't know how Samael arranged the cell numbers, all the numbers are messed up, "Bill," he read out A name, this name makes me feel that this is definitely the first batch of angels, who have been beaten to pieces by Jehovah's naming ability, "and...Saiah."

I blinked. "Two men?"

"Your Highness, they are the first generation of angels, and they have no gender like the four-winged angels." He said, "Although their appearance is masculine."

OK, I get it, the Spirit of God doesn't need gender.

"Where's Samuel?" I asked casually, and he lowered his head. "The next day, they are waiting for the wings to drop."

I sighed, and put my hand on his shoulder, "Listen to me, for some reason... I may have less common sense than a newborn little angel. What is Falling Wing?"

The warden didn't show any doubts or anything else, as if what I said was a matter of course. This feeling is not ordinary, "The angel who was punished and demoted cut off his original wings."

I blinked, blinked again, and blew up.

"Didn't I say that they were acquitted?" Was it Samuel, the prison guard, who was dead-hearted, or did Jehovah say something when I didn't know?The warden is almost on the ground now: "Acquittal here...means going to be re-baptized the next day to become a new accepted angel...you have to step down from one level...from the angel of power to the angel of power to fall wing……"

I:"……"

Very well, should I say they are cooperating with law enforcement or are out of their minds.

"Let Bill and Saiyan go to the central palace on the eighth day." I think I need to stop the three seraphs from chopping off their wings to play, "Thanks."

Then I turned around and went to the next day. This was supposed to be Raphael's territory, but Raphael probably hasn't been born yet.The next day was relatively desolate, probably because there were no angels raised by human beings here.Like Angel Prison, Angel's Falling Wings Church is next to the teleportation array, probably to make it more troublesome for Angel to escape.I knocked on the closed door of the white building. There was no answer, but the door opened.On the inside of the door is a line of words engraved, the central idea can be summarized in eight words, make a good transformation, and be a new person.

The entrance is a large hall, with a small holy pool in the center of the floor, surrounded by rooms, and only three closed doors, the goal is clear at a glance.I went to the door closest to me, and instead of knocking, I opened it directly, anyway, I guess I now have access to any part of heaven.The door was very obedient, and it opened neatly, revealing the scene inside.

Sariel knelt in front of the two angels, her green hair hung down her shoulders, her upper body was naked//exposed, her four wings were spread out, and she lowered her head as if she was praying.One of the two angels was holding something similar to the Avalokitesvara Jade Cleansing Bottle, and the other was holding a tray with a dagger that was absolutely unmistakable.They looked at me in shock, and the one holding the tray asked loudly: "Who trespassed on the Falling Wings Sanctuary!" Immediately after that, he may have seen my monster face clearly, his eyes were a little straight.

I saw Sariel's wingtips move, he got up slowly, and the one holding the clean bottle scolded him, "Kneel down!"

"I still have the responsibility to defend the heaven." He said softly, then turned around, looked at me, and was stunned, this time no one said anything, he knelt down on one knee, his wings drooping tamely, "His Royal Highness Lucifer. "

Those two angels looked dumbfounded//forced.

"Get up, let's go." I might be a little angry, but Sariel trembled slightly, "Your Highness," his voice was weak, "please allow me to complete the ceremony... and then accept your punishment."

"The ritual of cutting off one's own wings? Or are they cutting it?" I don't care if this place is holy or not, anyway, it is not as holy as Jehovah's temple. "Get up, don't make me say it a second time!"

As expected, the commanding tone was easy to use when dealing with Sariel, his wingtips were still trembling, and his standing body seemed extremely stiff, "Follow me." I glanced at the two angels who didn't know why, "Without you It's about. Go back."

Sariel just followed behind me, head bowed like a slave waiting to be judged.The more I looked at him, the more irritable I became, and I simply pressed him against the wall after he left the room, "You are not guilty, do you hear me clearly? You did a good job, you have to do that to deal with monsters, there is no problem at all." Don’t look like that, I said you’re right and you’re right, do you understand?”

Sariel's green eyes looked at me hesitantly, something slowly flickered in his eyes, and then he bit his lower lip, his whole lip turned white.He looked so quiet that he was almost fragile, the drooping wings touched the ground, and his naked//exposed upper body showed a soft color under the light.

"Yes, Your Highness." He whispered, his hair limp on my arm that pressed his shoulder.

The author has something to say:

It is a long step for the protagonist to become Lucifer_(:з」∠)_In fact, he has never become a qualified "Lucifer", and directly transferred to "Lucifer" (