I'm super fierce! [Quick Transmigration]

"No, he—"

God refused without even thinking about it, but under Michael's gaze, he had to stop talking, took a deep breath and eased his tone again: "No, Mehta, you have grown up, and you can't see what you like. Take them all home..."

Unexpectedly, I saw the legendary main god, the little devil who had never been recognized by heaven, nervously hid behind the archangel, dragging his clothes corner to sneak out half of his head, timidly daring not to make a sound.

Enoch stood silently for a moment, turned around and picked up the little devil and was about to leave, but was stopped by Michael who quickly raised his hand: "Meita, didn't you come back to treat the wound?"

"I just have a question I want to ask, but now it seems that there is probably no chance of getting an answer."

Holding the little guy in his arms tighter, Enoch replied in a deep voice, glanced at the main god lightly, turned around and was about to leave, when finally a helpless sigh came from behind: "Okay, you come back first, I have something to say tell you."

"Go, I'll take care of him for you, he won't be lost."

Only then did Michael put down his horizontal arm, nodded to him with a smile, and took the little devil from his hand.

Being led out of the familiar embrace, the little devil instinctively looked at the archangel beside him, his eyes were full of nervousness, but he still sensibly didn't bother him.

Enoch's expression warmed up, he took off the halo and handed it to him to hold in his arms, and patiently rubbed the little guy's head: "Don't be afraid, wait for me here with Uncle Michael, don't go anywhere, I will soon Just come back."

The words of the archangel always mean what they say, the little devil nodded vigorously, hugged the halo in his arms tightly, and watched Enoch leave with God, but there was still some unconcealable uneasiness in his expression.

It's too white here, so white that it seems that there is no room for any other color.Although the ubiquitous purifying light did not cause him any discomfort, it still made the little devil who grew up in the darkness very uncomfortable, and on the contrary, he was even more uncomfortable than staying in his own cabin.

Michael also saw his uneasiness, smiled helplessly, and walked over slowly to wrap his arms around his shoulders: "Don't be afraid, you are very cute, shall I bring other uncles to play with you?"

……

When he came here, he had already imposed restrictions on the little guy. Although Michael is the main fighter, he has eased up a lot over the years, and he is the senior who took him to heaven. The little guy should not encounter anything again. It's dangerous.

Enoch walked quickly behind God, but he still couldn't help worrying about the little devil whose identity was really sensitive.Shensi walked for a while, and when she stopped, she realized that she had already arrived outside the special office of the Lord God.

As the guardian angel, Enoch is of course no stranger to this place.Seeing that God had no intention of entering the door, he simply took out the key to open the door, and sat calmly on the sofa also made of clouds.

"Fortunately, fortunately, you still have the key..."

Only then did the Lord God heave a sigh of relief, and quickly walked into the office, closed the door behind his back, straightened his clothes and sat behind the desk.

Looking around at the office that hadn't changed since I left, Metatron, the student on duty, raised his eyebrows, holding the key ring and shaking it in his hand: "My lord, before I came back, you didn't even think about it. Is there another way to open the door?"

"I lost my key. Michael never carried a key. Uriel thought about prying the door open, but they obviously don't have as much experience as you in opening the door..."

Not without a guilty conscience, he replied, looking at this angel who skipped work without authorization and was reluctant to leave, God felt angry again, and changed the subject unhappy: "Don't think that heaven can't go on without you, We'll be fine until you come back, Metatron—"

"I know, so I'm not in a hurry to come back."

Enoch nodded calmly, put the key away again, and leaned back relaxedly: "I am just here for an explanation today, my Lord God, you should know what the question in my heart is."

Watching the other party put the only set of office keys in heaven back into his pocket, the main god took a breath, stalemate for a while, and finally had to bow his head in compromise: "It was just a mistake, Mehta..."

The temperature rose sharply, and the scorching aura spread wantonly from the whole body of the Seraph who was sitting quietly with his eyes down, causing the word of God to be cut off in the middle.

The dangerous breath spread faintly, revealing some eerie power that was very similar to hell.God's pupils suddenly constricted, and he raised his head in disbelief. The angel in front of him was still pure white, but it had caused him uncontrollable anxiety.

If Metatron really chose to fall into heaven, the consequences would obviously be much more tragic than a Lucifer.

Enoch still lowered his eyes, his expression was dim and difficult to distinguish, and suddenly he raised a hand, and a ball of flame burst up, which was actually mixed with a trace of black ink that made people feel chilling.

"Lucifer has always hoped to lure me to fall to heaven, my lord god. You can hesitate a little longer, let me be stained with his blood a few more times, let me watch him fall into my arms a few more times , before I fall to heaven, I will remember to give you another copy of the office key."

"Very well, I have decided, and I will tell you."

Almost suppressing the end of his voice, the main god has already decisively agreed to it.

The flames were extinguished silently, and the holy light re-bloomed, healing the intertwined wounds on the angel's body, and suddenly leading him into an illusion.

Naturally knowing where he was, Enoch stabilized his figure and waited for the dazzling light in front of his eyes to disperse again, and saw the picture that he was always struggling to figure out, but never dared to touch.

At that time, he just wanted to leave temporarily, go back to heaven to deal with the work he had been procrastinating for these days, and thought about taking the little guy to heaven when it was done.It's best to be a little angel by your side, flapping your little wings around you every day, I don't know how happy it would be.

Watching the great angel spread its wings and leave, the light in the little devil's eyes dimmed a little bit. He lifted up the brim of his hat secretly and touched his own horn, and carefully stroked the feather that the angel gave him, and put it in it cherishedly. In the pocket close to the heart.

He couldn't be a little angel, but he didn't dare to tell the big angel.If the archangel knew that he was actually a demon he hated extremely, he would definitely be hated.

The little devil was so sad that he stood there until it was dark, and after confirming that the archangel would not come back, he turned and went back to his little room.

Enoch was just a ethereal soul body, but he still couldn't help following.The little guy's gloomy look made him feel tormented and distressed, but he didn't even have the ability to raise his arms to hug him, so he could only watch the little devil walk home slowly by himself, hugging his knees and retreating into the darkness again.

The cabin was cold and dark, and there was no one there.In fact, the little guy still likes to be clean and warm. These days, he is used to sleeping next to the warm archangel. Even if he hugs the quilt, he can't get warm. I don't know how uncomfortable it will be.

Enoch subconsciously took a step forward, raising his hand to touch the little devil's head.Suddenly, a black mist rose from the corner of the wall, and the two of them were involved in it involuntarily, and plunged into a cold and gloomy darkness.

"Enoch!"

The little devil panicked in fright, and instinctively called out his name. His clear voice echoed in the hollow darkness, but there was no response.

The archangel will only respond when he is called to receive the name of prayer. Enoch is just his name before he is led to heaven, and Metatron cannot hear it.

Then his heart sank, Enuo raised his hand and tried to hug the little devil, but the transparent soul body just passed through the little guy's body, and swayed away empty-handed, tears suddenly penetrated the palm of his hand.

The little guy seemed to have finally remembered that the archangel had left, tears were streaming down his face, his thin body hugged his knees and trembled, but he refused to cry no matter what.

The pain in his chest was so painful that he could barely breathe, Enoch half knelt in front of him, trying to wipe the tears off his cheeks over and over again, but it was always in vain.There was no light or sound in the pitch-black space. Although the little devil was not afraid of the dark, he might not be afraid of such silence. Enuo was terribly worried, and wished he could raise his hand to hold him in his arms, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop. There is no way to cause the slightest change in the space.

After an unknown amount of time, a crack finally opened in the eerie darkness.

Lucifer walked out slowly, stared at the little devil who was huddled in the corner, and leaned over and stretched out his hand to him softly: "Finally found you, my son."

Even though his heart was full of distress and guilt for the little guy, in front of the old man whose nose was bruised and his face was swollen by himself, the archangel couldn't help but his eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to hold his forehead in a complicated mood.

Suddenly there was another father, and the little devil was so frightened that he held back tears in his eyes, moved back, and looked at him nervously without saying a word.

Lucifer still had full patience, raised his hand to take off his hat, and touched the two delicate horns: "Is it because of the mixed blood? This size really doesn't look like me..."

Demons identify each other through their horns. At the same moment when Lucifer touched the top corner, the eyes of the little devil lit up in surprise. Completely froze in one sentence.

"Good son, that archangel who likes you, would you help me guide him to fall to heaven?"

Although he is still ignorant of most personnel matters, the little devil can undoubtedly understand the meaning of this sentence.

Facing the unidentified cheap father in front of him with an expectant look, the light in the little devil's eyes dimmed inch by inch, he moved back with his knees in his arms, shook his head vigorously and stopped making a sound.

"Silly boy, it's for his own good to ask him to fall to heaven. What's so good about heaven? Look at them, they look beautiful on the surface, but they don't even have a dog behind their backs..."

After Michael retired due to injury, Metatron, as a rare and skilled angel in heaven, not only drove the devil out of the Garden of Eden, but even went to hell to snatch the little milk cat he managed to smuggle out from time to time. Public enemy number one in hell.

Lucifer had a terrible headache for this opponent, and when he finally had a chance, he naturally refused to give up easily no matter what.After patiently persuading the son for a long time, the little devil still refused to compromise, just shook his head silently, and finally made Lucifer completely impatient, and left in frustration.

From this day on, the little guy has been imprisoned in the world of eternal darkness in the Devil's Abyss.

It is difficult to perceive the passage of time in the dark, even Enuo himself does not know how long the little devil has been trapped inside.

The darkness in the world of eternal darkness without light made the archangel, who was used to light and warmth, extremely uncomfortable, but he still stayed by the little devil's side every step of the way.Although he knew it was useless, it seemed that as long as he could accompany the little guy, his anxious heart could calm down a little.

Thinking of the ending in the near future, he even had to admit that he was almost relying on the temporary peace in front of him.

Of course Lucifer would not give up such a good opportunity so easily, he sent people to send all kinds of temptations every day, but the little devil refused to give in at all.He refused to touch the sumptuous food, refused to glance at the toys, and even pushed a chubby three-headed puppy tearfully away.

The stubborn son finally made Lucifer completely lose his patience. Not long after the little milk dog was sent back, he angrily committed suicide.

"What's wrong with the little milk dog! Does it have to be a cat? Does it have to be a cat!"

The Lord of Hell has obviously completely lost his mind, and the black fog of fury was filled with a gloomy chill, which made the little devil tremble with fright, but he still had the courage to speak loudly: "I will not let Enoch fall into the sky...he is Angel, you will be punished if you fall to heaven!"

"I don't know if he will be punished yet, I am the first angel to fall into heaven! Archangel!"

It was the first time his son talked back, and the Lord of Hell, who had no concrete experience of being a father, was so angry that the bones and wings on his back spread out.The sharp and sharp black long bones reveal a faint blood-colored streamer, showing a domineering and domineering edge, which is simply terribly majestic.

It was the first time for the little devil to see a real devil in front of him. He subconsciously held his breath, his heart beating for no reason, and the seeds hidden in his blood finally began to germinate silently.

He can feel this power, he can also do it, he can escape from here...

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lucifer only thought that his son was still angry, and turned around suddenly with grief, the huge black bone wings behind his back were threatening: "There is no prospect at all, you are so weak and easy to deceive, how can you be a qualified big devil?" ?”

There was no response for a long while behind him, the Lord of Hell who had been in a posture for a long time turned around in astonishment, stared blankly at the empty darkness behind him for a long while, and then suddenly threw himself on the edge of an inconspicuous crack: "Fuck it, hurry up—when will it fall?" down!"

……

Watching helplessly as the little devil was accidentally drawn into the fissure abyss of hell by the wing of the Lord of Hell, Enoch fell down with the little guy, and finally understood the specific meaning of "misunderstanding" in God's mouth.

The demons in hell were flying around trying to catch the young master, but the little demon's body had faintly changed under the resonance of his father's power.The dark power of the cracked abyss poured into his body continuously, and it seemed that something was breaking out from behind him. Once, twice, he gradually got used to the frequency of slapping, silently avoided all the demons, and desperately went up. It kept flapping its wings.

Heaven is above hell.

The little devil who didn't know the way just firmly remembered this point, gritted his teeth and struggled to fly upwards, and hid in a corner to rest for a while when he was tired.He didn't know how long he had been flying, and he didn't know what places he passed. The scenery around him was always changing, but he didn't care to take a closer look at it, he just wanted to continue flying up wholeheartedly.

The crack and abyss of hell is the last journey of falling into the sky. It is easy to fall down, but it is more difficult than anything else to come up again.

The little devil's breathing gradually became heavy, and Enuo's heart sank inch by inch.

By now, he seemed to have finally figured out what had happened.

At this time, he just got the news that Lucifer threw the boy who had saved him into the crack abyss, and he left heaven alone, and went all the way to hell.

Human beings will be devoured the next moment they are thrown into the abyss of hell, and there is even no hope of rebirth.

Of course, this is not the first time he hit the gate of hell, but only this time he could hardly control the regret and despair in his heart - he obviously thought that there would be a long time before he could take that child to heaven and watch him in his own Play around with ease, feed him delicious food, and tell him to sleep on a really comfortable bed. The little guy looks so good-looking. If he adds white and soft wings and a little halo, he will definitely become the cutest little boy in heaven. Angel.

He thought everything was in time, and he never thought of other possibilities.

But he didn't even know it yet—it was far from total despair.

The reckless forbidden moves caused hell to howl, the burst of holy light mercilessly illuminated every inch of the dark corner, and the sharp and scorching breath flowed everywhere.The archangel who fell to the ground exhausted staggered and stood still, turned around inadvertently, but his pupils shrank suddenly, and his heartbeat almost completely stopped at that moment.

The dark power that had just gathered quickly disintegrated, and the little devil fell to the ground in a daze, and the pain in his chest suddenly spread bright red.

No time to think about what happened, the angel rushed over in a panic, raised his arms to hug the boy's slumped body, raised his hands subconsciously, but could only watch the black stream of light flow between his fingers.

On the top of the little guy's head, there are two pointed horns.

Enoch half-kneeled on the ground with no strength, the pain in his chest exploded sharply, causing his eyes to turn black, he clenched the clothes on his chest and slowly bent down.

"You will know the rest of the matter..."

God's voice sounded like a sigh, the illusion was extinguished and dissipated, and the peaceful scene in the office was restored before his eyes.

The wounds on his body had recovered as before, but his heart still ached as if a dagger had been stabbed into it, tumbling and stirring for no reason, spreading unreasonable pain to the bone.

The wide white wings surrounded him, shielding the tears on his face, but the chill in his heart still couldn't dissipate.

Enoch silently folded his wings tightly, and the heaving of his chest gradually calmed down. The voice of God came faintly through the gaps in the wing feathers: "Meta, he will not become a little angel, he is the son of Lucifer."

"I know."

Enoch's voice was still a little hoarse, but his breath had gradually calmed down: "His wings are very beautiful, and if you see them, you will definitely feel the same way - he treasures his horns very much, and it took so long to grow them. When it came out, I was afraid that it would grow crooked every day, and I had to sneak a little before going to bed at night..."

"Are you planning to just let him stay in heaven as a demon?"

Suddenly understanding what he meant, God shook his head in astonishment, and said in an unbelievable tone, "Have you ever thought about how other angels would exclude him and bully him together—heaven cannot tolerate darkness." , Mehta, do you understand?"

Before God’s voice had time to fall, there was a sudden commotion outside the door.

Knowing that sitting outside was Metatron’s precious little devil, although he was reluctant, but the precedent of hell’s almost destruction was still ahead, the god still frowned and stood up, striding over to open the door: “Don’t you bully him, angels be merciful—”

Hearing the sound, Uriel, who was holding the little devil up high, turned around and flapped his wings excitedly at the Lord God: "My Lord God, I may also want a little devil!" Devil!"

……

The Lord God was silent for a while, and then opened his mouth with difficulty, and raised his hand to his forehead: "What are you all doing..."

The scene in front of him was slightly different from what he had imagined. For some reason, several archangels who were well-known in heaven gathered together without their duties. There were beautiful flowers everywhere, and strange spots of light were flying around. Cheese and cakes are placed on the cloud shaped into a table, and colorful candies are piled up all over the floor.

Raphael coughed lightly, and hid the marshmallows that had just been roasted with the holy fire behind him. Jeremir folded his wings and took a step back, and the scene of fireflies all over the sky and the sea of ​​flowers everywhere disappeared in an instant.Gabriel calmly took off the fake horns that made the little guy happy, and put the plate-sized halo back on the top of his head, and the black wings returned to flawless white in an instant.

Michael leaned slightly with one hand on his shoulder, and said warmly with a smile, "As you expected, my lord, we are excluding and bullying our little nephew."