Return to Heaven [Hebrew Mythology]

"His Royal Highness Lucifer!"

"His Highness Samuel, His Highness Gabriel is here too!"

"Wow, His Highness Metatron, His Highness Beelzebub, His Highness Son! There are still a few Seraphs who are not here!"

"His Royal Highness Archangel Archangel ah ah ah ah!"

The proud upper third-level angels in the stellar sky were all ecstatic, and the lively atmosphere swept the entire square from one place. The angels who had been under the pressure of the space were instantly revived with full blood, and rushed to the sales place of crystal flowers in high spirits. After giving away once and buying again, there was an endless stream of angels queuing up, eager to prove that they were a fanatic of His Royal Highness.

In such a festival where all the angels are bloodied, Lucifer had a thought, did Beelzebub make a fortune?

He looked around, and the smile on Beelzebub's face was brighter than ever.

Lucifer raised his lips, and it seemed that he had to work hard. Samuel, the poorest in heaven, had already paid off his debts. Without Samuel, he would be at the bottom, so he would be ashamed to be the poorest No.1 in the Seraph class.

Lucifer stepped up to the steps covered with flowers. The higher he went, the more exquisite the platform was, and the highest place would always belong to God.When I was a mortal, I was only qualified to step into the fourth floor, and sitting on an equal footing with Atredis was considered a high platform. Now, more than ten years have passed, and things have changed, and I can finally reach the throne of the Son of God.

On the second staircase, the light golden throne belonged to Lucifer, and there was no one on the silver throne.

The blond angel sat condescendingly.

In the past, there has never been a single person who can sit on an equal footing with Archangel Seraph.Lucifer smiled softly, lifted his long silver hair around his ears, and sat gracefully on the silver throne on the left, which symbolized wisdom.

In fact, he prefers the black satan throne to the silver one, but it is a pity that black cannot be tolerated in heaven.

Lucifer overlooked the Angel Square from a height, and there were a lot of flowers everywhere. The number of crystal flowers was astonishing. Under the tireless purchase of the angels, a beautiful sea of ​​flowers was abruptly created.Lucifer, who was sitting on Lucifer's left, frowned, and many cherubs knelt down in panic, thinking that Archangel Seraph was dissatisfied with their actions, or that they bought less crystal flowers.

In fact, compared to voting, Lucifer was more worried about how to clean up the scene after the nine-day festival was over.

What kind of magic can get so many magic bouquets at once?

"Burning them with the fire of the Holy Flame, the essence of the magic bouquet is to imitate the crystal flowers of the Great Cathedral, which contains the power of light. After burning into air, the power of light in the bouquet can nourish the star sky, and it will serve multiple purposes." When Lucifer was thinking about it, a soft voice said slowly, analyzing the principles of magic so thoroughly, even Beelzebub who made the crystal flower might not be able to think so much.

Lucifer said flatly: "Thank you for your reminder, I will report this credit to my God."

Lucifer: "..."

The Messiah after amnesia doesn't understand so many magic principles!

"Lu Xi, don't be angry, okay?" Lucifer changed his attitude, deliberately provoking Lucifer with his affectionate nickname.However, Lucifer didn't respond, and put his fingers crossed on his knees, as if he didn't hear his words, he wholeheartedly waited for the festival to start.

Seeing him being so "unfeeling", Lucifer has already begun to consider the possibility of falling asleep at night.

It's been a long time since I used the main body to play with Lucifer, Lucifer really missed Lucifer's shocked and angry look, his expression was much more vivid than in heaven.What's more, beating is kissing and scolding is love. No matter how violent and terrifying the other party is when chasing and killing demons, it is better than being indifferent now.

Beside, Lucifer suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

The ninth day of the Flower Festival is the last day, and the Seraph Archangel Lucifer was supposed to preside over the overall situation, but he is both the organizer and the contestant. Neil, the dean of the Angel Academy, was appointed as the referee, and the deputy referee was Curtis, the librarian. Both of them were old acquaintances of Lucifer.

Familiarity is familiarity, before Neil became the referee, he put the crystal flower in front of Lucifer with a shy face.

"Your Highness Lucifer, you will always be number one in my heart."

"Ah."

Lucifer responded, and accepted the crystal flower he handed to him face to face.Holding the crystal flower constructed by magic, he lowered his head and sniffed lightly, identifying the source of the false fragrance of the flower, while his light-colored lips touched the delicate petals, which were equally crystal clear and moving.

Neil blushed, and retreated quite affectionately.

Lucifer carefully calculated the one hundred and eight ways to burn the angel.

He somewhat regretted the way he voted with flowers. So many angels gave flowers to his lover, plus flowers were given to beauties since ancient times. Lucifer's appearance has been the best in the Three Realms for countless years, and there are countless admirers. The affection hidden in these crystal flowers He couldn't ignore it!

Don't the angels abide by the precepts, and the act of showing love should be so obvious!

Seeing that Lucifer was in a good mood, Lucifer gritted his teeth and swallowed it, didn't he deliberately want him to try the taste of jealousy?He said that he has never been jealous of anyone in his entire life, so let's compare and see who is the final winner of this flower festival.

Lucifer looked at a cherub who gave him flowers, his figure was relaxed and upright, and he leaned lazily on the throne.This subtle action instantly changed the similarity between him and Lucifer, and no angel felt that he was like Archangel Seraph.Lucifer sat there with his cheeks propped up, like a king being interviewed by his courtiers, imperceptibly revealing the deterrence and strength of holding his heart.

Son of Heaven—

Or, it is Satan who sits high in the dark hell.

When the crystal flower was tremblingly handed over, Lucifer said gently and generously, "Thank you."

Satan's smile immediately stunned the Cherub.

When he walked down the steps, the sage angel rushed to the place where the crystal flowers were purchased as if he had just woken up from a dream, just asking for more crystal flowers in exchange for a smile from His Royal Highness the Son.

One after another, forming a terrifying effect.It is a dangerous charm that can capture the soul, and angels are almost crazy for such a Messiah.Unable to keep standing when they reached the steps, they knelt at the Messiah's feet, representing their submission with the most obsessively humble attitude.

Lucifer accidentally crushed the flower branch in his hand, the angel would kneel on one knee to the high-ranking angel, but kneeling on both knees in salute symbolized the followers.

In other words, in just one festival, the Messiah can conquer them, and his gestures are like a fatal attraction, which is three points more terrifying than any high-level charm spell.For the latter arises from false feelings, the former from the Messiah himself.

Samuel had no interest in Bimei, and sat on the Archangel's seat with arms folded the whole time, without reaching out for a single flower, allowing his admirer to put the crystal flower beside him, bowing lightly and leaving.He saw the frenzied voting scene on the stairs above, and after a while, the grand occasion on Lucifer and Messiah's side became more and more intense, as if the two sides were fighting each other.

Michael sighed: "As expected of Your Highness, the number of votes has always been terrifying, but... Is there something wrong with them today? They all smiled so softly." He touched his arm by the way, and goosebumps appeared, "It's really scary smile."

Samuel agreed with his statement, and made Lucifer, who usually didn't smile, maintain a smile, while Messiah, who often laughed, laughed so captivatingly that Seraph, who was familiar with their personalities, felt his scalp tingle.

Samuel asked Michael: "Aren't they on good terms?"

Michael replied: "Yesterday His Highness was angry and went back alone without paying attention to Messiah. It seems that he has not forgiven him now."

Samuel thought about it, and suddenly said, "Are they all together after the festival a few days ago?"

"Yes."

Michael said carelessly.

Then Michael realized what he said was bad, covered his mouth, and looked at Samuel with flickering eyes.Samuel sneered, "Michael, I think you haven't stayed in prison enough!"

How dare you help Messiah and Lucifer cover up their relationship!

The two seraphs did not forget the sound insulation when they spoke, but their expressions revealed their unhappiness very bluntly. The angel who voted to send flowers saw Samuel's murderous face, and gave the bouquet to the gentler Mi Caleb left the stairs in a panic.

"Samel, you are too fierce!"

Michael forgot the question in a blink of an eye, pointed at his companion and laughed.

Samael was weak, and looked at Metatron, who was in the same camp, but Metatron had no time to pay attention to him, and was talking to Beelzebub.The Archangel has a warm complexion, green pupils as calm as a lake, talking to him is a rare enjoyment, he can be said to be the most approachable among Seraphim.

Samuel doesn't doubt Metatron's popularity at all. Among the votes of the Seraph class, there must be Metatron in the top four. As for who will be the last one who will lose face today...

Samuel looked at the number of crystal flowers under his feet, and then showed a stiff smile under Gabriel's playful eyes.

He doesn't want to be the bottom!

It's a pity that it's too late to repent now. The sternness and harshness of the archangel deeply impresses the angels, and it's not something that can be changed in a short time.

The votes in heaven in the morning were counted. Neil was flipping through the list, and he couldn't help clicking his tongue, "This number is really terrible. The upper three ranks voted for His Royal Highness Lucifer the most, and the middle three ranks voted for Messiah." His Highness voted quite a lot, and the angels of the lower three ranks were scattered among several other His Highnesses, sharing them evenly... Eh, His Highness Lucifer and His Highness Messiah are evenly matched?"

Neil poked his friend Curtis with his arm, "Who did you vote for?"

Curtis didn't wear glasses, and his eyes were glued to the second and third stairs that were far apart from them.Those Seraphs with top-notch looks talked to each other, their expressions were different, and the eyes that occasionally glanced down were all looking down.

Only the Messiah is different.

There is a smile in his eyes, and the class gap doesn't seem to care much.Messiah accepted the crystal flowers sent by every angel with a gentle attitude, and talked to Lucifer beside him from time to time, but Lucifer ignored him.

Curtis pointed to the silver-haired holy son sitting on the honored seat, "I gave it to His Royal Highness Messiah, he is the most incredible kind of person I have ever seen."

Not because of his peerless beauty, but because the desolation in his eyes finally had a little more life.

It's like the light illuminates the bottom of the eye.

This amazing feeling of "living" is far better than everything else.