[Lucifer] Fascinated by the Fallen

On the ruins of the city of Sodom, he stared at the demon king who fell at his feet and was seriously injured.

The demon king in the ruins was trembling and trying to stand up, but suddenly there was a heavy weight on his shoulders, and he fell to his knees.

"I didn't ask you to stand up." He put his foot on the shoulder of the devil, "The defeated one has no right to stand up."

There was a slight tremor of the Demon King's body under his feet, and it was a hoarse laughter: "You did defeat the three of us with one move, but you also killed countless angels who followed you. Do you think you are very clever? You Bloodthirsty killer!"

He saw a pair of probing eyes, and what was buried deeper was fear and rebellion.

"The unnecessary fighting will only increase more casualties, compared to this, the cost is negligible." He suddenly smiled to himself: "Look, I am such a killer."

"Hmph, don't think you are so noble...Look at the blood on your hands, look at these ruined souls, you angels invaded the devil world under the banner of nobleness, are you doing better than us?" The devil raised his head, looked at him and said.

"Well, you're right, there is no difference between us, is there anything else to say?" He looked at the Demon King coldly, and there was an inner battle under the calm gaze.Maybe it was different before, but at this moment, no one can be colder than him.

The Demon King was silent for a moment, finally defeated, and suddenly lowered his head: "Master Angel, the city of Sodom is willing to return to the heavens and surrender to you."

"No need, because Sodom will no longer exist." His voice was unusually indifferent, and a nameless sadness dominated him, and there was no trace of compassion in his heart.

"You...you want to..." The Demon King looked at him in disbelief.He is cold-eyed.At this moment, what a pair of eyes of fear, resentment, helplessness, and humiliation were there.

He stared at the demons indifferently, and raised the radiant sword in his hand.

"You!" The Demon King raised his head, his expression was full of unwillingness, and his eyes were full of hatred, "You will become a bloodthirsty tyrant! You will be cursed!"

Blood sprayed from the Demon King's body and splashed on the corner of his snow-white cloak.

God said that there should be no mercy for the recalcitrant demons.

He never felt pity, but filth.I don't know if it's the devil's blood or himself that's filthy.

He suddenly felt that he had lost too many things. Although what Raguel did was not necessarily right, he still wanted to keep himself away from this evil blood.

However... Now that he has been involved in it, he has to continue to carry everything on his back, and he no longer feels the weight.

He took off his cloak and wiped the blood from the shining sword.In the light reflected by the blade of the sword, what he saw was a strange self and his eyes stained red by the killing.

"Massacre." He said to his deputy standing behind him.

"Wait, Lucy... Archangel, you can't massacre the city!" Raphael hurriedly stopped, "Slaughtering the city will only strengthen the resistance of the demons."

"Massacre the city!" He said to his deputy, "Notify the demon kings of other levels that those who dare to resist the angel army will end up in the same fate as Sodom!" He didn't look at Raphael's accusing eyes, he just Want to do what he wants to do.There was nothing wrong with that, and it was what God wanted him to do.

"Yes."

"Wait." Just as the deputy took the order to leave, he stopped him again.

"Let me do it myself..."

"Lucifer, you will regret it..." Raphael said, "Raguel definitely doesn't want to see your hands stained with blood, he..."

"That's all in the past! I... Raguel." He flew over the city of Sodom, spreading his six wings, and when he covered his hands, the flames rolled and the blazing waves emptied.

"Burning the world and destroying crimes!"

The fire of heaven descends from the void, with mighty power and the song of hell, just to erase the traces of sin in the heart.

Looking down at the blood and flames of war devouring every piece of flesh and blood, and then watching the soaring flames enveloping the city of Sodom, turning this magic city into the past.

The huge city of Sodom floating in the air slowly disintegrated, and the toppled city became shattered in the sky fire and fell from the sky.He looked at the destroyed prosperity, like a huge tomb, buried countless demons, and buried himself.

The war lasted 33 years.He traveled to every city of the Demon Race, and those who surrendered humbly were pardoned, while those who fought and resisted were inevitably slaughtered.

In just a few decades, his hands were stained with countless blood, and he has long been accustomed to hearing the mournful cries and hoarse curses of the demons.

Foehn wind fills the sky, and the flames destroy the city.The demons circulated his name, but no one had seen his appearance, because everyone who saw him was dead.

He finally reached the ninth floor of the Demon Realm. Along the way, he was burdened with more and more blood and killings, and what he left behind were those days when he was addicted to music and had no worries.

The ninth floor of the demon world, he didn't know if it was a dream.

On the vast snow field, there is a lonely and misty shadow floating, solitary and independent, as if witnessing a proud oath.

It was a huge black tree, its scorched trunk towering between the sky and the earth, its densely intertwined branches seemed to reach into the sky, and the snow flying loosely on the ice field was more like its falling petals, pure and flawless.

It has no life aura, even just a mirage-like phantom, but it is still shocking, as if life is endlessly reincarnating in front of it, everything seems small and humble.

"Lucifer..." There seemed to be a distant call echoing in the swirling snowflakes. Everything was just an illusion, but he still walked towards that phantom, and his heart was touched like never before.

He was slaughtered all the way, but at this moment, the numbness and cruelty no longer blinded his consciousness, he did not choose to escape, faced his own soul again, and finally recognized himself.

Maybe Raziel's prophecy is not wrong, at least he has brought disaster to the devil world.

Besides bringing war, what else can he bring to the world?

The body has been soaked in blood, can it still wash away the filth of this body?

And who can forgive the mistakes he made?

The strong wind swept across thousands of miles, messing up his hair and blowing away the tears he shed.

The wind threw the rolled up snowflakes into the sky, and the pure snow was instantly dyed a bright red, like a fire that slaughtered the city.

The phantom of the giant tree twisted and slowly disappeared in the flames that burned the city.

He knelt down in the sea of ​​flames, with the cries of the raging wind in his ears, and what he was looking forward to was the salvation of his soul...

Inside the resplendent gate of heaven, angel wings form a holy sea of ​​light.

Flowing rainbow meanders across the sky.The hymns lingered.

A rain of rose petals fell.like blood.

The white holy light shone faintly.Like tears.

Wearing a white military uniform, he rides on a pure white griffin and walks through the admiring eyes of all the angels.Look solemn.

In front of him, hundreds of ceremonial angels held guards of honor, held sacred vessels, and swayed holy water, walking gracefully.

Behind him, a huge army of angels flapped their wings neatly and sang battle songs, stretching for thousands of miles.

Countless angels of all levels showed joy and awe, knelt on both sides of Liuhong in the void, clasped their hands together, and chanted his name reverently.

His eyes swept over the angels prostrate on the ground, and the corners of his lips swept over imperceptible sentimentality.

The war against the Demon Realm lasted for decades, the Celestial Realm won a complete victory, and the corpses of the Demon Race were strewn all over the field.

His hands were stained with blood, by which he had fulfilled his duty, passed the test, and shown his devotion to God.

that power.status.glory.

This is what God bestowed on him after he destroyed his former self and lost Raguel.

He asked himself repeatedly, why is he still not happy after getting so much?Why? !

Amidst the sound of praise, he looked up at the nine layers of heaven, his sight flickered, but finally sank into the void.

The original moving day.He walked slowly and gracefully into the Temple of Light along with the carol.

There is no longer the hesitation and fear of the past.

Step by step.

He knelt before God on one knee.

Silence filled the space, and the angels in front of the gods all held their breaths and waited.

God stood tall in front of him, put his right hand on his head, and said, "Now give Lucifer the honor of vice-lord of the heavenly realm, with full power to take charge of all affairs of the heavenly realm, and enjoy the same ceremonies as me..." God’s tone was step-by-step, still indifferent, but more solemn.

He lowered his eyes, only fragments of God's words remained in his ears.

A strand of fallen hair was floating aimlessly in the air, and he guessed that his gaze was also so scattered at this time.

He took the scepter of the cross that radiated holy light from the hand of God.

Ren Shen put the flying wing corolla condensed by holy light on his head.

When concentrating on it, it seems like an illusion of another world.

He raised his head and looked at the existence that had touched his mind countless times, but he was surprised to find that there was no disturbance in his heart at this moment, and he was numb and quiet.

Something has died without a sound.No more feeling.He didn't know when it all happened.

The Red Sea, Raguel, the demon capital in the holy flame, the collapsed city of Sodom, the broken souls of angels and demons flashed through his mind one by one.But he has no regrets.

God loves only this world.

So he also loves this world.

God asked him to manage the heavens on his behalf.

Then the fate of the heavens will be in his hands.

A submissive smile appeared on her beautiful face, and indifferent arrogance appeared in her icy blue eyes.

He stood up abruptly and turned around.On the right side of the god, on the top of the nine heavens, he raised his scepter above his head.

The sound of worship surged under his feet, like the lapping waves of the Red Sea, roaring and churning layer by layer.

The sound is as moist as mist, gathers and disappears, settles and rises again.

He raised his chin slightly, and spread out his hands in satisfaction, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world, but also seemed to greedily grab the whole sky.

Closing his eyes tiredly, he enjoys the pleasure brought by his supreme status and authority, frantically filling his empty soul with pleasure.

Raguel was right. From then on, he wanted all things to look up to his light.

Looking back suddenly.In the void, he looked at God and smiled.

Stepping out lightly, Lucifer calmly stepped on the steps under his feet, and walked to the outside of the hall amidst crazy admiration...

In the holy and empty hall, his low laughter echoed...

The author has something to say: Well, I have to admit that I enjoyed writing this chapter, which basically expresses what I want to express.

This article assumes that what Lucifer pursues is not power and status, but after paying so much, what he gets is the glory of standing beside God. There is a huge psychological gap between expectations and reality, but this is already The last thing he can do is to go to God, but the emptiness in his soul cannot be satisfied after all, so he can’t get happiness, and everything has become a responsibility~