Who made you not earnestly create the world!

There was no abnormal sound in the restaurant except for the clash of knives and forks against porcelain plates.

But it was so murderous that the only two humans couldn't hold their knives and forks with their hands trembling.

Mitchell put down the knife and fork and picked up the water glass, pretending to casually look around the dining table while drinking water.

The blond boy was sitting on the main seat, maintaining his usual flat expression, cutting the food into his mouth, perhaps because he knew his identity, Mitchell felt that the blond boy was eating with a particularly dignified and elegant appearance, obviously eating raw materials Precious and rare food cooked by the Archangel himself, but it feels like he is condescending to eat it reluctantly.

Under the main seat, on the left are the four archangels; on the right are the three demon kings; he and Claude sat under the four archangels under a unanimous decision, and the court is clearly distinguished.

But Mitchell can only rejoice that his mansion in the City of Holy Light is big enough, the dining table is long enough, and most importantly - it is enough for this group of noble, powerful and willful archangels and demon kings to toss about.

Sure enough, Mitchell saw a silver light flash on the dining table, and a knife was stuck in a piece of meat roll.

Moreover, the knife was only 1 centimeter away from Michael's hand.

Michael smiled on the surface: "Little devil, what do you mean?"

Mamen Shiran picked up the knife and put the meat roll on his plate, smirking: "Oh, I'm so sorry, this is what I've set my sights on before, am I afraid of being robbed? Want to come to Uncle Michael? Uncle won't care about me as a junior, right?"

Michael was so angry that his face was blue, and even the fork in his hand was bent abruptly, but under Raphael's warning eyes, he could only squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth: "Nephew Mammon? Just kidding, of course not? Yes!"

"Oh, Uncle Michael is such a good angel." Mammon proudly forked the meat roll and stuffed it into her mouth, looking at Michael's eyes full of provocative complacency.

"..." Michael took deep breaths desperately, and then endured the monstrous anger, but all the knives and forks in his hand were broken.

Claude stood up in an instant and said with a solemn face, "Your Highness Michael, I'll get you a pair of knives and forks." Then he quickly disappeared into the restaurant, feeling like he was running for his life.

Mitchell was stunned, then lowered his head and gritted his teeth, damn it, Claude who has no companion love!To leave me alone to face such a group of high-risk scourges!You are doing well!

The blond boy, Ba Feng, sat at the main seat and ate dinner, without raising his eyelids from the beginning to the end, very calm.

But Michael endured it, but it didn't mean his companion would endure it.

Another flash of silver light flashed on the dining table, Mammon turned her head slightly, but there were still a few hairs cut off on the side of her face, the dark brown hair slowly drifted down, and the silver table knife was deeply inserted into the wall behind Mammon tremor slightly.

Uriel said with a cold face, "I'm sorry, my hands are slippery."

Mammon narrowed his eyes slightly, and anger suddenly burst into his eyes.

Beria suddenly smiled and said, "Speaking of which, this is the first time I've seen this Archangel outside of the battlefield. Is his name Uriel? My name is Beria." He held up the side table Wine glass, "I think we may work together for a while, how about a drink?"

Uriel looked at Raphael, and Raphael gave Uriel a slight nod after glancing at the blond boy. Uriel then raised the glass, but took it back without clinking with Beria, and put it down without taking a sip The cup looked at Beria coldly.

Beria took a sip of wine slowly, then looked at the archangels opposite, with a soft and gentle voice: "I don't think it's necessary to introduce yourself. Everyone knows who is who, right?"

Mamen sneered, "Isn't it?" It was so clear, if it wasn't for the presence of God the Father, how could they sit and eat together in such a "peaceful and happy" way? The magic power of the holy light is gone, and the bloody storm, sword, light and sword shadow are all light.

Leviathan looked over there with his big sea blue eyes, then looked over here, shrugged his shoulders, and continued to eat.

She has a special status, unless there is a war between the two worlds, she will always stay out of it, and she will only obey the orders of the Father God.

Raphael raised his wine glass and smiled gently: "Naturally. I wish us peace and happiness in the days to come." Raphael smiled gently, emphatically emphasizing the words "peace and happiness".

After a long time, the archangels and demon kings toasted one after another, the smiles on their faces were unsightly.Of course, no one took another sip of wine after that.

But at least until the end of the meal, the archangel and the devil didn't "slip" or accidentally kick anyone.

This made Mitchell have the urge to cry with joy, and he had narrowly escaped death!

From the beginning to the end, the blond boy who sat at the top ate his dinner calmly, and his calmness was evident.

After dinner, all creatures gathered in the living room.

"Father God, please drink tea." Belial smiled and brought tea to the blond boy.

"Wait, Beria." Raphael appeared next to the blond boy with juice in his hand, and smiled gently at Beria, "Father God is used to having a glass of juice after meals." Then he respectfully sent the juice to the blond boy. In the boy's hand.

The blond boy took it silently.

Beria narrowed his eyes slightly, and the curvature of his lips became smaller; Raphael smiled at Beria in a gentle manner, with infinite holiness and brilliance.

Mamen curled her lips: "None of them are good things."

With pointed ears, Michael sneered: "Don't say it as if you are a good thing."

"At least better than a fool." Mammon retorted, "How does it feel to be imprisoned by humans? Is it good?"

"Damn brat, look at me for not teaching you a good lesson today!" Michael was so angry that his eyes were as red as his hair, and he rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight.

"I'm afraid of you!" Mammon also jumped up, rolling up her sleeves aggressively.

"Michael!" Gabriel pressed Michael's shoulder helplessly, motioning him to look in the direction of the blond boy, "Don't cause trouble."

Uriel frowned and said nothing.

Leviathan patted Mammon on the head: "Hey, don't move around when you're full, you won't grow taller."

Mamen immediately frowned and glared at Leviathan: "You are not tall! Your whole family is not tall!"

"Yo, seriously, the scope of my family is very wide. Most of the people present are within the scope of my family, but they are really not short." Leviathan spread his hands, with an innocent and pure face.Strictly speaking, as long as it is a creation created by her father God, it can be regarded as her younger brother, including Mammon's father Lucifer.

Mammon: "..." It makes sense, but I was speechless.

Mitchell and Claude huddled in the corner, desperately reducing their presence.

"Have all the invitations for the pope's coronation ceremony been sent out?" The blond boy looked at Mitchell in the corner, and all the creatures followed the blond boy's gaze to Mitchell.

Mitchell was terrified, and even stuttered: "Fat, send it."

Claude was calmer than Mitchell, and added: "The news has also spread."

My God is in the City of Light.

My God will personally crown this new pope.

Mitchell is in charge of sending invitations to invite all the nobles on the mainland to participate in the coronation ceremony, Claude is in charge of spreading the news, and Angus and Alves are in charge of inviting other races in the mortal world to participate in the coronation ceremony.

With "My God Comes Down" as a bait, who would dare, or who would not participate?I'm afraid that the entire City of Holy Light will be overwhelmed by the creatures who heard the news.

As for the issue of dark mages and necromancers that the Continental Alliance Council said before—since my god has taken back all the energy in the mortal world, there will naturally be no dark magic and undead magic. Everyone has become ordinary people who can only fight hand-to-hand That problem is simple.

Well, the problem is coming.

After they could not sense the holy power in their bodies, all the clergy were terrified; after hearing that the Holy See was instantly destroyed by my god, all the clergy were terrified; after hearing that my god came to the city of holy light to crown the new pope... All the clergy rushed to the City of Holy Light desperately.

As for the large number of Holy See personnel who were originally in the City of Holy Light... They had already scratched the door and squatted at the door of Mitchell's house, which was said to be the candidate for the new Pope, but Mitchell didn't open the door or go out. Shengsheng made them wait day after day.

"So have you started preparations for the Pope's coronation ceremony?" The blond boy took a sip of the juice and looked at Mitchell lightly, "You only have one month, and there is no room for any mistakes in the arrangements for the Pope's coronation ceremony."

Mitchell was about to break out in a cold sweat, stood up and saluted: "Yes, my God, there will be absolutely no mistakes!"

The blond-haired boy pondered for a moment, then looked at the archangels: "You also help them occasionally, the human way... I don't like it very much, you teach them according to the standards of the Great Ceremony of Creation."

"Yes, Father God." The archangels respectfully replied.

The standard of the creation celebration... Mitchell and Claude suddenly felt that the duck pear was very big.

"Also." The blond boy looked straight at Mitchell and Claude expressionlessly, "The first thing after the pope's coronation ceremony was to destroy all the scriptures."

"..."

All the archangels and demon kings who had lived in the mortal world for a period of time had strange faces, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh; Gabriel and Uriel, who had just been kicked down from the mortal world, were slightly puzzled by their reactions to their creatures; Mitchell and Crowe De just looked bewildered.

The blond boy frowned, and said in a displeased tone, "At least [-]% of the things above are nonsense! I admire the first pope of the Holy See, but it's not enough to make him an envoy of the mortal world." .The first edition of the holy scriptures is not outrageous, but the later editions are getting more and more outrageous, and they are simply using my name to deceive and talk nonsense."

Mitchell and Claude knelt down immediately, and the cold sweat really came down.

"Holy scriptures, you can write them." The blond boy looked at them coldly, "But you have to figure out what you can do and what you can't do."

"Otherwise, I don't mind taking back the holy light of your humans again."

After serving the blond boy to bed, Raphael walked out of the room lightly, and saw Gabriel, Uriel, and Michael leaning against the wall by the wooden door, and couldn't help being slightly surprised: "What are you doing here?"

Uriel said coldly, "Watch."

Gabriel smiled softly: "I don't feel at ease in the mortal world, and we don't need to rest, so it's good to watch the night for Father God. Besides..." Gabriel lowered his eyes slightly, water blue eyes Wei An, "I also want to be closer to Father God."

Michael muttered: "Actually, I would rather go in and watch the night..."

Raphael laughed dumbfounded, but his eyes softened, and when he was about to say something, he heard a soft voice: "But that depends on whether Father God likes you guarding the door like gatekeepers." ah."

Under the cold and alert eyes of the four archangels, Beria raised his index finger and between his lips, made a hissing gesture, and said in a small voice with a smile: "Don't disturb Father God, let's go to the living room."

"It's a big place." Mammon next to Belia grinned, revealing two sharp little canine teeth, innocent and evil yet cold and bloody.

Leviathan blinked innocently at the four archangels, and spread his hands: "I'm just here to join in the fun."

The four archangels looked at each other and saw the fighting spirit in each other's eyes, so they all rolled up their sleeves.

Michael pulled out his long sword, his fiery red eyes were frighteningly bright, and he laughed excitedly, like a naughty boy who led his friends to fight with another group of children, fearlessly and vigorously:

"I have endured you for a long time, let's go!"

Now, let's go back in time and come to the Demon Realm Pantheon not long after the end of the oracle.

After the pain in the body was completely relieved, Lucifer took the wine handed over by Samuel and drank it slowly, his beautiful black eyes were as deep as an abyss.

Samuel sat aside, his sea blue eyes were dark and he didn't know what he was thinking.

There was a rush of footsteps, and then there was a knock on the wooden door and Beelzebub's impatient voice: "Your Majesty, are you there?"

"Come in." Lucifer put down the glass and said.

Beelzebub pushed open the door and hurried in. Without even closing the door, he rushed to Lucifer and said excitedly, "The oracle! The oracle just now! Your Majesty..."

"I know, Beelzebub, please calm down first." Lucifer interrupted Beelzebub, and looked at him indifferently.

Beelzebub was startled, and then calmed down a little after taking a deep breath, watching Lucifer not speak.

The gate has been closed by the fallen angel guards guarding the gate, and the dead silence in the huge hall is terribly oppressive.

Lucifer leaned back on the throne, with a lazy and indifferent expression: "He wakes up when he wakes up, what does it have to do with us, don't say that this oracle has nothing to do with us, even if he gave us an oracle— "

"Oh." Lucifer sneered.

Samuel closed his eyes half-closed with an indifferent face, and his long and thick eyelashes covered the various lights that kept flickering in his eyes.

After a long time, Beelzebub sighed and smiled shyly: "You're right, Lucifer, even if something appears, even... wakes up, what does it have to do with us? It's just..." The voice suddenly changed Suddenly, Beelzebub said slowly: "It's just that His Majesty Belia, Mammon, and Leviathan are very likely to be in the mortal world, and they are very, very likely to be by that side."

Lucifer, Samael: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Samuel suddenly opened his eyes, and Lucifer frowned slightly.

At the same time, a black space crack suddenly appeared in the midair of the hall.

The three demon kings were stunned. Before they could react, a string of white things were spit out by the space crack.

The three demon kings who saw the string of white things clearly: "..."

Beelzebub hesitated: "Is that...human?"

Finally, after spitting out a piece of paper, the cracks in the space closed up, and the entire hall was no longer unusual.

The three demon kings looked at each other, Samuel stood up and walked over slowly and vigilantly.

The dozen or so popes and bishops strung together by ropes were all in a coma. Samael probed and found that they were really just human beings, then picked up the last piece of paper that floated from the space crack.

After seeing what was written on the paper, Samuel's stern face with perennial facial paralysis twitched.

Seeing this, Lucifer became interested: "What's written on it?"

Samuel glanced at Lucifer and Beelzebub with subtle eyes, walked over and silently handed himself to Lucifer.

After seeing it, Lucifer's expression turned subtle, and he handed it to the curious Beelzebub.

Beelzebub took it over and took a look, embarrassing.

【They bullied Michael, so I will leave it to you to deal with it. Lucy, you are used to this kind of thing anyway. 】

What are you used to?Wipe Michael's ass and clean up the mess? !

The corners of Lucifer's eyes twitched, and he found that when he saw "they bullied Michael", a very natural and familiar sense of anger suddenly surged in his heart.

That's right, when he was Lucifer before, every time he found out that Michael was being bullied by other archangels or Michael got into trouble outside... the feeling of distress and rage.

Thinking of this, Lucifer was a little embarrassed and couldn't laugh or cry. Why couldn't he get rid of the fate of letting that idiot Michael clean up the mess even though he became the king of the devil world?as well as--

The corners of Lucifer's lips curled into a cold arc, and the black eyes flashed coldly. Why does that person think that he will still wipe Michael's ass like before?After Michael gave him a sword?

Then, he heard Samael call the guards in and told the guards: "Put them in the dungeon, and give them a taste of the dungeon's regular 'special program' first. Be careful, don't let them die, just don't Be careful if you kill them, immediately find a necromancer to get their souls out, and then continue to torture."

Beelzebub nodded in agreement and added: "Don't drive them crazy, we still have to ask questions."

"Wait," Lucifer frowned, his beautiful face full of magical charm was full of displeasure, "Michael's enemy, why should we help revenge?"

Samuel gave Lucifer a look of contempt, and asked the guards to drag the dozen or so humans down.

Beelzebub clenched his fists, covered his lips, laughed and coughed, and said teasingly, "Okay, Your Majesty, don't say that these humans bullied Michael, I don't believe you can really bear not to help Michael take revenge..."

"You can't refuse that request alone." Samuel picked up the piece of paper from the table and raised his eyebrows.

Lucifer: "..." With a companion who knew him so well, he was suddenly speechless.

but……

Lucifer silently rolled up his black sleeve robe.

Samuel: "Lucifer! Damn it, you actually did it!"

Beelzebub: "Your Majesty! Oh...Your Majesty, don't slap your face!...I told you not to slap your face!"

After hesitating for a while, Michael leaned into the blond boy's ear and whispered, "Father, those humans... I mean those popes and bishops before..."

"Oh, I threw it to Lucy." The blond boy said quite naturally.

All Archangels and Demon Kings: "..."

"I don't think you are capable of taking revenge." The blond boy gave Michael a faint look at the pure and bright eyes, "But the Demon Realm has a lot of experience in this kind of thing, anyway, Lucy will take revenge for you and clean up the mess. I got used to it many times, so I threw it to him."

All the archangels and demon kings present: "..."