Who made you not earnestly create the world!

"The jealousy of the old fallen angel is terrible." Mamen, who ran into the carriage in a panic, hurriedly called the convoy to set off, and muttered inwardly.

Beelzebub couldn't laugh or cry: "I am also a member of the old fallen angels you said."

Mamen curled her lips: "You think you are much better than Samael, don't think I don't know your little tricks in private."

Beelzebub smiled, but he didn't refute, he did do some things to fuel the flames, he just said: "We are leaving, what are you doing with Samuel, if he is serious, you really can't please him. "

"I didn't mess with him, it's obvious that he's always picking on me." Mamen raised her legs and complained, "Since I was a child, he has never given me a good look, and I don't look like an elder at all."

Beelzebub sighed and didn't care about it, anyway, these two creatures have a sense of proportion.

However, after being silent for a while, Beelzebub asked softly, "How about that one...?"

Mammon was taken aback by the question, then turned her head to look at the scenery outside the carriage window and pretended to be stupid: "What about that one, I don't know what you are talking about."

Beelzebub smiled as always, and looked at the dark sky outside the window. The carriage was already soaring rapidly in the sky, but it was dark everywhere in the Demon Realm. He almost forgot that the sky was originally bright, and Forget the warm wind and white clouds, forget the sun and rainbow.

As if he was born in the devil world.

"I was not born as a seraphim. From the very beginning, I was no different from ordinary angels. It was only because of my ability that I became the adjutant of His Royal Highness Metatron. In their eyes. Looking back now, I actually still had some low self-esteem and fear at that time."

Faced with the surprised look in Mamen's eyes, Beelzebub waved his hand: "At that time, I was still an angel, so I didn't have too many negative emotions, but I was afraid that I would disappoint the expectations of the highnesses, and I wanted to make the heaven better. fighting spirit." Beelzebub couldn't help laughing, "Angels, they are all such creatures, they don't lust for power, beauty, sex, money, and desires, and they only want to dedicate themselves to the heavens and gods. It's so simple and clear."

Mamen thought of the archangels he met in the Mortal Realm, and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Pull it down, why do I meet those who have only muscles but no brains, laughing and making dirty tricks, who are obviously strong but pretend to be deadly?" Weak, with an iceberg face, the birdman looks like Samuel II!"

After hearing this, Beelzebub thought deeply: "Why does this sound so familiar? There are only muscles but no brains... Could it be His Royal Highness Michael?"

Mammon's eyes wandered.

"It's a sinister trick to laugh. I only know one angel who would be like this...His Royal Highness Raphael?"

The corner of Mamen's mouth twitched slightly.

"Although the angels are all beautiful, but the appearance is weak... there is really only one, Your Highness Gabriel?"

Mammon covered her face and remained silent.

"Will the remaining one be the new Archangel Uriel?"

Mammon was completely silent.

Beelzebub was unable to support his forehead: "I really guessed everything right." Then he raised his hand and patted Mammon's shoulder: "The time in the mortal world... must have been difficult." Those few, It's okay to be alone, but when they get together... Tsk tsk, it's not cheap.

"It's not easy to describe!" Mammon was indignant, "Do you know how much those bird people bullied the devil!"

"I understand." Beelzebub smiled, "After all, Seraphim is somewhat different from other angels."

"How different, I don't see anything special." Mammon muttered.

"It's just that you don't think there's any difference, that's the biggest special." Beelzebub touched Mammon's head like Mammon did when he was young, and was given a sideways glance. He smiled and continued, "Angels are simple and good." Sensitive creatures, they seldom have desires—except for the few Seraphim Archangels created by God himself."

Seeing Mammon's slightly widened eyes, Beelzebub continued: "Strange? In fact, if you get in touch with other angels more, you will find how different Seraphim Archangels are from ordinary angels. It's not how beautiful they are. , it’s not how powerful they are, but that they have too many personalities than ordinary angels.”

"I'm not very familiar with Uriel, but Michael, Raphael, Gabriel, and even His Majesty Lucifer and Samuel before they fell into heaven, they are much more vivid than the rest of the angels, even me, At that time, I was as boring as ordinary angels. I only thought about the heavens and gods, and had no thoughts about the rest. I didn’t live like Beelzebub, not an angel until I came to the devil world after falling from heaven. Those followers you know The fallen angels who fell together with His Majesty Lucifer probably did the same."

"Isn't it because of having power?" Mammon frowned and retorted. "The archangels at that time were almost the most noble and powerful existences other than gods. They would naturally be different from those angels who only needed to obey orders."

"Rights are naturally one of the reasons, but ah," Beelzebub raised his lips slightly, his half-closed eyes were meaningful, "If it's just for rights, do you think your father, Lucifer will fall to heaven?"

Mammon was slightly startled, as if she didn't understand why his father was involved.

"No angel will be attached to rights," Beelzebub whispered softly, "When your father was still Lucifer, rights didn't mean anything to him. It is said all over the world that your father was dissatisfied with God and believed that humans are better than angels." , more honorable than him, and even took away his rights and status and fell to heaven, and we also followed your father to fall to heaven because we were not angry with God asking us to bow our heads to human beings, in fact, this is all nonsense."

Mammon's expression became serious. This was the first time that a fallen angel was willing to mention the events of the past. No matter which fallen angel, even under his persecution, he was unwilling to mention the events of the past.

This is taboo for all fallen angels.

"Do you know?" Beelzebub laughed suddenly, this time, his smile was full of mockery, "Back then, your father stood in the Great Cathedral and said to the one on the throne—"

—— Lucy loves you——

——It is not the blind respect of the creator for the creator, the fear of the slave for the master, the awe of the inferior for the superior, and not the longing of the son for his father! ——

——I love you, as I love my destined partner! ——

——You...why are you unwilling to respond——

The one who was still completely covered by the holy light sat on the divine throne, letting the beautiful seraphim named Lucifer, whom he loved in the past, shout in hysterical despair, after half a sound , only slowly said a word:

——All the angels listened to the order, and three days later, they expelled Lucifer from the heaven.And, all the archangels must be present to execute. ——

At the same time, the Palace of Demons.

"It's rare to see you in a daze."

Leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, Lucifer, who was holding a wine glass motionless and watching the scenery outside the window, was not surprised when he heard the voice. He drank the bright red liquid in the glass before turning around, walking to the desk, putting down the glass and looking at The guy who just barged in without knocking: "Did you go to send Mamen off just now?"

Samael sat down on the sofa straight away, and sneered, "I gave him a big gift." He didn't have the slightest guilty conscience to say that he bullied his son in front of his father.

The father whose son was bullied nodded calmly, as if he didn't know that the person in front of him bullied his son.

Lucifer sat down at the desk and looked at the documents as if no one was there, while Samuel kept leaning on the back of the chair and looked up at the ceiling with blank eyes.

The room was depressingly quiet.

"That one... the body used in the mortal realm is very similar to the angel used in the heaven realm." Samael suddenly said something nonsensical.

Lucifer looked at the document intently, as if he hadn't heard of it.

Samuel frowned, got up and strode to Lucifer, grabbed the document in his hand, glanced at it, threw the document on the desk vigorously, and mocked: "This happened half a month ago, Beelzebub has dealt with it for you long ago, but you are ashamed to look at this expired document so seriously."

Lucifer sighed and said helplessly, "Samael."

At this time, Lucifer did not have the cold majesty that Mammon was familiar with, but was so gentle that Mammon could scare his eyes away.

Samuel gritted his teeth: "That one must be in the Demon Realm! If it wasn't in the Demon Realm, how could Mammon and that lunatic be so nervous?!"

"So what?" Lucifer looked calm, "Even if you find him, what do you want?"

Samuel was stunned.

"Swear? Fight? Or hold that person and cry?" Lucifer's lips curled up with a sarcasm, "Although I have nothing left in front of that person, at least I don't want to throw away what little self-esteem I have left."

Samael lowered his head, his fists were clenched white, and he whispered, "I... just don't want to be reconciled."

"Lucifer, do you know? I was really happy the first time I saw him, but ah, after seeing Michael, Raphael, Gabriel, and even Angus, Alves, Leigh When Vitan was around him... I was really jealous."

Samuel sneered: "Look, what a familiar scene, surrounded by circles of creatures that He personally created and especially loved, all the creatures are trying their best to allow Him to look at themselves more... ...It is exactly the same as back then, even if we are gone, there will be more creatures to take our place."

"I obviously didn't do anything. How can those guys surround him and pretend to be a protector, as if I would do anything. It makes me sick to the core!"

"Especially your son, how dare you stop me! I used to hate it when I was a kid, but now that I'm an adult, I hate it even more than Lilith back then."

After speaking, Samuel's tone directly turned into complaints, and Lucifer smiled: "Don't be like a grieving woman."

"Who is complaining about women!" Samuel was furious, slapping the table and staring.

Lucifer saw that his companion was getting angry from embarrassment, and slowly restrained his smile, he said, "Don't look for it anymore."

Samuel pursed his lips, remained silent, and stared at Lucifer closely.

"It should be said that there is no need to look for it." Lucifer smiled again. He stood up and approached Samael, and whispered in his ear: "As long as he is in the Demon Realm, he will definitely come to the Temple of Demons. Even if he does not come Demon Palace, he must also go to the abyss hell."

Under Samuel's furrowed brows, Lucifer's laughter was deep and seductive: "As long as I'm still in hell, He will definitely come and see me."

"He will come."

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