[Comprehensive] Throne of God

The eyes of the cherub wandered for a while in the palm of the boss. The dragon who did not know where it came from was caught in the hand of His Majesty the Messiah. The golden little dragon twisted its waist in favor and wrapped it around the man's finger. It's so cute that Achill wants to raise one.

"Your Highness, do you need to inform the Dragon Clan?"

After hesitating for a while, looking at Xiaolong's young appearance, Achill still asked kindly.After all, it is strange for a baby dragon to appear in heaven, and it is likely that the adult dragons who visited heaven lost it.

"No, you go first."

Of course he would not let Messiah's adjutant take Xiaolong away. This guy did not enter heaven through the proper way. Once he is discovered, the next jihad may start.Although he doesn't take care of things much anymore, he doesn't want Heaven to be messed up by the dragon.After folding his palms together and hiding them in his sleeves, Yahweh said casually before turning and leaving.

The long golden hair raised a slight arc behind him, and the white-robed man's steps were elegant. Even if he was not an angel, a naturally holy race, the temperament of the Holy Son was still not inferior to that of Seraphim, even if he was facing His Royal Highness Lucifer. Gradually equalize.Achill stood there in a daze. The boss's progress made him feel great pressure, but it also deepened the fear in his heart.

One day, His Highness Messiah will still be His Highness Messiah even without the title of Son of God.

Walking to a secluded alley in the academy, the man with blond hair and brown eyes stopped, and the little dragon in his palm lay harmlessly there. His bright dragon eyes made him look like a golden dragon of holy light, and a disguise is a disguise after all. , What Yahweh smelled was the smell of hell, and the familiar abyssal power lingered on his soul.

"Behemoth, come out."

Finding that God seemed to have no intention of pursuing responsibility, Bechymos opened his eyes wide, staring at the face of the Messiah in a daze.Although this was the second time he had seen this face, it was the first time he knew that God was walking in the world in the flesh of Messiah.

Seeing that the little dragon seemed to be showing signs of being stupid, Yahweh looked at the shape that absolutely conformed to his aesthetics. He had to say that Bechymos' uncorrupted appearance was very much like his father, the golden holy light created by himself. dragon.The god possessed by the Messiah scratched the tiny scales with his nails, and a few dragon whiskers were raised in all directions. The golden dragon scales shone in the sun, as if they were inlaid with golden crystals, saying Unbelievably gorgeous and dazzling.

Bechymos didn't feel God's malice, so he couldn't help curling up his body to block the play with his fingers. Even if he wanted to get God's attention, it was because he wanted to win his position in God's eyes dignifiedly, not just to be regarded as a god. a plaything.

The gray magic power spread out, but it was limited by the enchantment imposed by God to a few meters in size. The surrounding celestial trees could not withstand the corrosion of the gray gas and withered up.The little dragon's golden scales were quickly stained with a layer of mist, and the rich blood-red sauce concealed the original bright eyes, and his body, which was not as big as a palm, began to swell and grow, and within a short while, he appeared in the demonic form of Bechymos.

His long gray hair fell on his bare shoulders, his blood-colored pupils gave him a unique sense of gloom, a sharp dragon horn grew from his forehead, and fine scales loomed on the skin where the horns were located. Behemoth Below his waist is still his habitual dragon tail.Although the devil is noble in the form of a human, he never likes to follow their example and completely abandon the body's actions.

The dragon tail that was expected to land touched the warm arm, and the unstable dragon fell back and was directly hugged by the Lord, and then the God was a little helpless to find that the various light crystals on the robe exploded .

The things that can be used by the Messiah as accessories are not low in natural materials, and they have absorbed the pure power overflowing from the body of the Holy Son over time. The moment the crystal exploded, several small holes were torn out of the dragon's skin.

Bechymos didn't care about these innocuous wounds, and hugged the blond man's shoulder reflexively with his fingers, staring at the God in front of him with a pair of blood eyes shining brightly.

As the first demon to be embraced by the God of Light, he feels that this glory can be treasured for a lifetime. At the same time, he also tears bitterly for the fact that he is a dark race. All creatures in the world know that God hates darkness, and demons are despised. A long time.

"you're drunk."

It was easy to notice the abnormal blush on the face of the Abyss Demon Dragon, coupled with the frequent distraction and dullness, God could easily infer this result from his intention of coming.Displeased in his heart, he looked away from the bloody eyes, his nature's paranoia towards light was always so strong, Yahweh felt that it was entirely caused by the realm of darkness when he was not born.

The cool feeling spread in the mind, which made the originally heavy brain relaxed. Just smelling the breath of the gods at close range, there was an illusion that it was going to be completely purified by the light.Bechymos felt even more dizzy, was this a dream...

"Open your mouth."

Bechymos watched God take out the crystal bottle without moving. He held the bottle with his fingers and poured the liquid into his mouth. The cold liquid slipped from his lips into his throat, and his whole body felt crisp. But God The wine that was fed to him was the kind that contained fetal membranes.

"Leave when you're done with your stuff, devils don't stay in heaven for long."

After leaving such a sentence, Jehovah put down the immature dragon, brushed his fingers over the withered environment, and God disappeared amidst the vitality of all things.It wasn't until they were far away that the Lord released the divine thoughts that came specially from his body, leaving the sleepy Messiah looking around.

Shengzi, who rubbed his temples, muttered why he came to the school on a sudden whim. Could it be that he has been the head of the school for a long time so he has a heavy sense of responsibility?Obviously he was sleeping late in the crystal sky just now.

Leviathan was biting his fingers and remembering the man who suddenly appeared just now, if he read correctly... that is the god he met last time.The girl squatted in the dark corner of the wall in great frustration, praying with folded hands that God hadn't seen her, and if she was unlucky, it would be unlucky for Bechymos, at least the Chaos Dragon didn't want to become a bad dragon in God's heart.

"Ah... ah! Don't go, Behemoth, what did God say to you?"

After Bechymos came back, Leviathan was so angry that he stomped his feet during the pursuit. The puffed-up girl glared angrily at the little dragon who flew out of the academy on his own. Didn't he just escaped being picked out by the gods? Why be stingy? Don't make things clear.

"Don't delay any longer, it's up to Lucifer now."

"No, there is still the Messiah's share...ah! Did God give it to you?"

Confusedly counting the remaining amount with his fingers, Leviathan immediately chased after him after discovering the real reason, scratching and scratching with curiosity like a cat's paw, why would God be willing to give it to him, isn't Bechymos a demon?

The ninth layer of crystal sky, sitting in the side hall where Archangel Seraph works, Michael held the quill pen and got a little distracted, and the fiery eyes looked at the gift box on the table in distress. It was his waiter. Damaged items sent by angels.The tear marks on the box that had been bitten open by his teeth made him suspect that there were also rats in heaven, and he ordered the angels in the palace to look for traces of heaven brand rats.

It doesn't make sense, who can sneak into his palace and break the gift box, forget it... Anyway, he doesn't drink Metatron's wine.

"As soon as I didn't notice you, you were lazy for me today, Michael."

His slender fingers twisted the quill in his hand, and when he looked up, Michael saw his chief standing at the table, and his relaxed attitude showed that he had finished his business, and only I still need him to make a final review of my own copy.Pulling his face down bitterly, Michael knew that his efficiency had dropped, and this time he was responsible for staying here and working overtime.

"I'll spare you for now, you can leave only after you've dealt with the matter. By the way, who made the gift box that Meta gave you like this?"

Examining the broken packaging on the gift box with interest, Lucifer recognized at first glance that it was from Metatron, this style of packaging was only liked by that companion.The soft quill on his finger poked the crack in the gift box, the broken crystal bottle inside was revealed in sight, and the fragrant smell of wine permeated the hall, which led Lucifer to come over temporarily to take a look.

"I don't know, I'll look it up when I get back."

Shaking his head, Michael put away the pair of sundries, and then stared at his boss with blinked eyes, a slightly embarrassed expression appeared on his handsome face.

"I'll take care of it tomorrow, Your Highness."

"Give me a reason to let you go."

Putting his palms on the edge of the table, Lucifer leaned over to look at Seraph's deputy sitting on the chair, a slight smile appeared on his indifferent face, he was always tolerant towards this deputy and companion, but the work Don't let the other party go without giving a reasonable explanation for the matter above, because Michael will have to complete the rest of the work.

Everyone knows that Seraphim is a group of high-efficiency bosses, and who knows that they are tired of having to face these trivial matters day after day, so they will force themselves to complete the task as soon as possible within the time limit, and then they can relax and go out to play After all, not all angels like to be workaholics.

"Gabriel asked me to go shopping on the first day."

Scratching the long hair around his ears with his fingers, Michael smiled helplessly, otherwise he would not dare to ask for leave now.

"It seems that she and Samuel are in conflict again. Why do you suffer between them?"

Hearing such a sentence without any surprise, Lucifer patted the red-haired man's shoulder with compassion, and took over the other party's official duties with a long way to go, and then dealt with the remaining official duties of the other party, anyway. It doesn't take too much time, it's better to let Michael be the mediator between the other two companions.