Fast Travel Boss Don't Be Black

"Lucifer, how's it going? Did you explain clearly?"

Michael showed a very warm smile, which was elusive.

Beria snorted coldly: "What do you think?"

Michael laughed again. This young god of war in the heavens had clear and bright red pupils, his long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his fair and flawless skin was slightly pink. He sneered, and said with a helpless smile: "Old friend, don't blame me. My task is to hold you back. It is impossible to do so. I won't let you participate in the battle between the God Realm and the World Consciousness. Except for Adonis, I really didn't think If you participate in other things that can restrain you, then I will be punished, so how about paying back my favor?"

For him to say that, it was almost like begging, Lucifer probably wouldn't refuse, right?

Beria suddenly looked at Michael coldly, with that cold expression, even Michael couldn't help but feel a chill rise from the bottom of his heart.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Michael, let me tell you, world consciousness and the affairs of the gods are none of my business! But! If the heavens dare to hurt him even the slightest bit, they are declaring war on me!"

"Do you like Adonis too much...or do you hate Heaven too much?" Michael asked solemnly, looking at Beria.

He didn't want him to like that Adonis too much, but he didn't want him to hate the heaven too much...

"I love him, so as long as he says a word... I will definitely die for him without hesitation!"

Beria looked at Michael coldly, her firm and unquestionable tone and determination made the latter sigh.

Michael couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Do you have to intervene? You know we don't want to meet you on the battlefield... How did it become like this between us..."

Beria turned her face sideways, her eyes were as deep as the sea, as if she was hiding a stormy sea: "There is no reason, I don't like the peaceful and boring life in the heaven..."

"You used to be my lord's favorite seraphim...beautiful, pure, beautiful...all the beautiful words in the world can be used for you, you are the most perfect..."

Michael messed up his hair a little violently. The messy red hair was blown and fluttered by the wind. He asked Beria for the first time, "Why did you fall in love with that witch, Jasmine? If it wasn't for her, you would still be in heaven now, or Our Archangel."

Beria shook her head: "No, I don't love Jasmine, it's just an instinctive interest in encountering new things, she is a woman from Baal, I have nothing to do with her,... without her, there would be other witches, Or a human woman dragged me from heaven to hell... It's not because of any external reasons, but my heart is no longer in heaven..."

"Because my lord...made you kneel down to a human being?" Michael took a deep breath and asked again: "What about me? What am I to you?"

"Once a partner, now an enemy."

Beria said grimly that he had no interest in lying mercifully, so what he said was the truth.

Michael sighed with a wry smile, and asked masochistically, "So that's the case, what about Adonis...do you really love him that much?"

"From beginning to end, he was the only one..."

Beria couldn't help laughing, her dark and deep eyes were filled with a tenderness that seemed to make people drown: "You may have a lot of things...but I have nothing, I only have him...and only him."

Michael's heart trembled fiercely, feeling very unbelievable, the former Lucifer was ruthless, pure as a blank sheet of paper, but after the fall, he was heartless, cruel and bloodthirsty, such him , How can you love someone so deeply?

"That just..."

Beria didn't hide anything: "Just now I planned to take your heart. If that man didn't disturb me, you would be a corpse now..."

Michael's face suddenly turned pale as paper, and he took a step back trembling, his ruby-like eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

Beria smiled mercilessly, and continued: "The heart of an angel can turn into light. The heart of a seraphim is enough to compare with tens of thousands of angels. Perhaps it is more appropriate to be called the Celestial Clan. It is enough for the demon world to have The treasure of the day... In the past, I didn't do anything to those blazing angels in the heavens, but it was because it was too troublesome to tear my face completely, but in the current situation, isn't the heavens taking the initiative to tear my face?"

The eyes full of murderous intent hit Michael's face, making his face pale again.

"Obviously know what this seat cares most about..."

Beria shook her head with a sneer, narrowed her dark and deep eyes and stared at Michael: "But I still violate my taboo..."

A black beam pierced Michael's chest.

"Then why didn't you do it early in the morning?!" Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he gritted his teeth.

Beria took a step back, not wanting to be splashed with blood, heard Michael's question, and replied casually: "Oh, after all, I am not descended from the original body, my power has not fully recovered, and there are not many divine powers that can be used, so I can only procrastinate." Time to wait for the help from the God Realm..."

Michael took a step back clutching his chest, "Aid?"

"As expected of Gu Chu, the famous king of wise men, he easily guessed where I hid my real body."

Beria's tall figure leaned against the wall, and sighed regretfully: "It's a pity, that guy only serves the God Realm."

"Gu Chu!"

Michael gritted his teeth.

"My baby is still waiting for me, goodbye, God of War."

Beria walked towards the corridor, and the black flames were burning fiercely. He didn't look back at the figure engulfed by the flames, but just waved his hands casually.

"This is what you owe me."

The life-saving grace back then was nothing more than a well-designed drama. That Adam was really insidious. If it weren't for Gu Chuqi's clever trick, he might not know the truth until now, but this does not affect the essential ending. Those who hurt him will have to pay the price.