[Hebrew Mythology] Fallen to Heaven

The water of the Red Sea whipped up white foam, the turbulent sea surface, a huge green dragon, and a newborn angel in the dragon's claws.

"Give him a name." Xiaohong's voice sounded far away, but it was only because of his size that the distance between his head and his paws was far away for a human being, "Don't look Lu Shuang?"

Xiaohong prefers to call me Lu Shuang, but Xiaoming prefers to be called Lucifer, probably because Xiaoming is the one doing things in various jokes, and here it is also Xiaoming who firmly follows the Lord to call me this, which I always feel I can’t afford name.Not to mention anything else, Lucifer learned to fly after being thrown from a high altitude by a dragon after other angels, which is enough for the whole world not to recognize that this is a qualified Lucifer.

"It's called..." This shows that he is not a pure yellow man, so he can't be called Xiaogang.I was really stunned for a while, for some reason my mind was filled with the name of Tom Su, "Call him..."

Xiaohong's head probably rolled her eyes some distance above my head, "Call it whatever you want, Bieber, George, whatever."

Listening to a Chinese dragon say this kind of thing makes people feel a bit cheating, but the name he said is even more overwhelming than Xiaohong, "Called..." It seems to be a very difficult problem to name, "Xiao Ming! Think about it !"

Xiao Ming has been hovering above our heads, as if watching our jokes, "What, a name? Let's call it Xiao Gang."

I think he's definitely taking revenge on me.

Xiao Ming then flicked his tail that could stir up a gust of wind, "Lu Dan?"

"My name is Lu Shuang, not Lu Shuang, thank you." From the point of view of lack of drawing, Xiao Ming is worthy of being the essence of the jokes and has been kicked out of the class by the teacher countless times. "Why don't you say his name is Haishuang?"

"That's a good name," Xiao Ming said, "Haidan."

Our argument went nowhere, because the man lying in Red's paws woke up before we could, his eyes were as gray as his hair, and he looked a bit like metal.Xiaohong shook her paw up and down, "What's your name?"

"Boye," he said.

"what?"

"Boye."

"Boye." Xiaohong couldn't help correcting his pronunciation, "Bael, Boye."

The name sounds familiar to me.Then I remembered if it sounds familiar, isn’t this Angel of Light, one of the fallen angels, it seems that some people say that this is a woman, but the facts tell me that this is a man.

Bo Ye nodded with a serious face, but his pronunciation was still not standard: "Bo Ye."

"You, tell him in human language." Xiaohong turned her paw over impatiently, and he fell into the Red Sea again, "Can't his tongue bend?"

I think he is a bit big tongued. "Bo Ye." The guy in the Red Sea learned to read his name again while paddling, "Bo Ye, Bo Ye..."

"Okay, okay, you come up first." I interrupted him, Hong Hai held up his wings, his whole body was like a duck with a little imbalance, "Wait, don't come up." I forgot he didn't wear clothes.

Bo Ye seemed to be dazed by me.But it's really impossible for me to conjure a piece of clothing for him out of thin air. I'm still wearing the short-sleeved singlet that I wore before time travel. It may be because I have been holding Jehovah and teleporting without touching any messy things. The clothes except The red sea water has no stains at all, "You wait and I will give you..."

The closest I can think of to getting clothes is the next level up, which is the demon colony.After I told the Lord what the devil looks like, the Lord stood in the world and paid hell, so I am not sure what the devil looks like.Anyway, the demons in the human brain are almost the same. The black ones are afraid of light and hate gods, and at most they are more grotesque than the other.

"Go to the upper floor to get some clothes." Xiaohong lazily stretched out her paws and grabbed Bo Yi in her palm. A newborn angel—I don't know if he is an angel, but he looked at us blankly. , those silver-gray eyes are as pure as a child's.He was originally a newborn child, even though he had a face in his early twenties.

Bo Ye blinked her eyes, her silver-gray eyelashes fluttering softly.He looked at me for a while, and then slowly struggled away from Xiaohong's claws. The six wings emitted soft light behind him. Flying was obviously instinctive for him. Light and shadow converged on him, although it was obviously not fabric , but at least nothing that should be blocked is exposed.

He stared at my face with the innocent, timid and curious eyes similar to those of Jehovah when we first met.

…I swear I'm not a pedophile, but I can't let him go with this gaze.

"Above..." he said slowly, "there are demons."

Probably had a vague memory when he was an element, Bo Yi tilted his head and thought about it blankly, and then said with certainty: "You are not a demon."

"Awesome." I said in a tone of coaxing kindergarten children, and the guy smiled genuinely and happily, which made me extremely embarrassed. "You are an angel."

He looked at his glorious wings, then at my gay purple, and smiled with crooked eyebrows, "You look pretty."

I seriously doubt he just likes brightly colored things as a newborn soul.

"Can we go up?" he asked, looking confused.I glanced at Xiaohong, Xiaohong flicked her tail, "Let's go, let's go." And Xiao Ming was already flying upwards with extremely high mobility.

I spread my wings and spin the wind again.The feeling of flying this time is much more real. Bo Yi followed me nimbly. He was obviously better than me. We flew to the No.16 hell, where the top demons live, and the black-dominated palace is a mess. In piles, weird unknown plants poked their heads in the soil.With bare feet avoiding a clump of sharp thorns, we flew towards the only building complex within sight. When we were about to get close, I asked Silk to retract its wings, and then it took a lot of effort to tuck my wings back to my shoulders inside.

Now I'm trapped in the dark element of Silk and follow Silk, Xiao Hong turns into a small ball and hides beside me, while Xiao Ming sticks to the domineering prototype and flies far above our heads.Probably because they often come for a walk when I'm not here, the demons don't respond to him at all, and the town is peaceful.

Then I found out that the town is peaceful because it is not a town but a castle. Although the architectural style is very misleading, it is indeed a castle where a group of demons with different heads gathered to gamble///Bo Chaos///.

Sure enough, the atmosphere of hell is exactly as I thought.

Xiao Ming refused to enter the castle. When we walked into the castle, an attendant at the door looked at me a few times. I was covered in dark elements, and they probably didn't see clearly.They looked at Bo Ye again, Bo Ye met their eyes innocently, it seemed that they regarded Bo Ye as some high-level demon they had never seen before.

The castle is full of twists and turns. It's a bit strange for us two angels to walk in like this. What's even more strange is that we managed to find their banquet place. Walking in, a witch came up to meet her, and raised her glass to Bo Ye with a smile.I stared at her 36D for a while, and felt my face get hot.

Xiaohong was also covered by dark elements behind me, laughing so hard that the whole dragon was rolling.I pinched him with my hands behind my back, and he slipped out from behind me, flicked his tail in the side hall and disappeared.

"Don't drink." I whispered to Bo Yi, the witch's playful eyes fell on my face, and I took a step back, "My lord...doesn't drink here?"

Her voice successfully attracted a group of demons who had just guessed a round at the gambling table, and a guy with tough hair stubble first took the wine glass from the witch's hand and brought it to Bo Ye's mouth, "Don't you I, Baal, am sorry for the face——huh? You are..." He tilted his head, staring at Bo Yi suspiciously, "You didn't use illusion. New here?"

I stood aside and felt that the atmosphere was very awkward. Bo Ye didn't know what it meant, so I could only raise my hand: "He...he is the elemental lord of the dark element."

Barr stared at Bo Ye for a while, showing a suddenly realized expression: "You sneaked in to see the life of a high-end demon?"

I forgot that the name Elemental Lord was just made up by me and two dragons.

"I am the dark element." Boye replied blankly, showing absolute indifference to Barr, probably because he was trying to pour the wine I forbid him to drink, "The gathering of dark elements, dark Lord of the Elements."

With the last word, his eyes stared coldly at the wine glass in Barr's hand, "I don't know how to drink. I need a dress."

Baal froze, and when I thought he was going to lose his temper, he smiled meaningfully. "Clothes?" He looked at the elements on Bo Yi's body, and then at the dark elements on me, "This...isn't wearing any clothes?"

"I'm wearing it." I protested to him.

"Then you—" He stretched out his hand to drive away the dark elements around me, just drive away, I guess the smell of light elements left on me because I was still in heaven yesterday has been neutralized by the dark elements.

Barr stared at me.

He stared at it for a quarter of an hour, so long that I almost wondered if he still remembered that I was the one who made them with the Lord.

Then he got a nosebleed.

The surroundings were silent, Xiaohong poked her head behind the two demons, and the demons were collectively demented.

"What are you looking at?" I couldn't help asking, although it gave me a sense of accomplishment that the witches stared at me like this, but these demons...

Xiao Hong flicked her tail, and pulled out a full-length bronze mirror that was obviously used by a witch.

After all this time, I finally saw my own face again.

Long black hair hangs down around me, my skin is so fair that it is almost transparent, and my black eyes silently envelop the long years of creation. I am wearing some water-stained short-sleeved street stalls and black trousers, staring blankly at the picture in the mirror. A quiet countenance.

I stared at my own face for a long time, and then I knew it was Lucifer's face; then I remembered that I was Lucifer.

This face overwhelms all the witches, and it cannot even be compared in this way. If I had to give a description, I would say, looking at this face, I don’t even have the mood to masturbate, because I feel like blasphemy. god.

The divinity on that face seemed to far exceed the humanity, so that when I was so dazed, that face seemed only very calm, as calm as stagnant water.

Perhaps this is how I have spent all this time with Jehovah’s creation.In addition to occasionally smiling with him, it is more often this expression.

Baal finally takes his eyes off my face.

"Lucifer?" he asked.

I seem to have heard this name once, but I can't remember it. "I'm not." I said subconsciously, "I'm—I'm Lucifer."

Barr had a strange expression on his face. "God announced to the whole world that Lucifer is the leader of heaven. Only he can call the name Lu-Fa. Do you think I'm stupid?"

I don't think he is stupid, but I am stupid, because I really don't know.

Barr took a step back, and finally there were a few demons around him who had reacted. "What are you doing here?" he asked gravely. "Is there something God wants you to come?"

His tone was cold, and of course it would be strange if the devil sang praises to God.I raised my hands to show my innocence, "I'm just here to borrow clothes."

He looks at my pants. "Can you stand black?" He asked strangely.

I feel cold sweat all over my face, about whether I am a qualified angel or not.

Barr stroked his chin. "You don't look like an angel at all." He commented, "Except for your face."

I smiled awkwardly at him.

Then he gave an absolutely unkind smile. "Come on," he put the glass into my hand, "have a drink and change your clothes."

The author has something to say:

These halos of the protagonist are mainly to push the protagonist to the identity of Lucifer (Lucifer). It is said that when a person's experience does not support the necessary temperament...

Shake them blind with your face√