Son of the Morning Star

As if shocked by Lucifer's arrogance, Behemoth was stunned for a while before slowly lowering her head: "Demons are a race that advocates force, and it's not impossible for you to be the king of hell. It's just... ...please spare Baal."

"This hell is originally mine." Lucifer pressed his chest, feeling the slight vibration of the dark godhead.

This is the last thing left to him by the dark will.

The dark will... has gone to the stream of souls, right?

Forget it... let's find him after everything is over...

Lucifer stared blankly at the ground, and suddenly felt an unprecedented fatigue, no, it shouldn't be said to be tired, that feeling was like energy being continuously drawn away, and then gathered without will.

"It's not impossible for you to rule hell, but our recognition is only part of your becoming the king of hell. You must defeat other demon leaders or obtain their approval before you can become the real king of hell." Behemoth Remind.

Lucifer nodded, spread his wings and flew out of the deep pit, and went straight to Samael: "Find some fallen angels to bandage him, and you can deal with the rest. I want to go to other places to rest for a while."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Samuel handed Lucifer a map, watched him leave, and then used space magic to take everyone away from the ruined palace.

Just after leaving the palace through the space, Lucifer could no longer resist the bursts of rejection from the godhead. He knelt down on one knee, with one hand on the ground and the other on his chest, trying to endure the rejection from the godhead.

After all, his current body is just a creation, and it will take some time to control the godhead.

Lucifer frowned slightly, his gradually blurred vision gave him a bad feeling.

It seemed as if he would fall into a coma in the next second.

Lucifer pressed his right hand on his chest with more strength, forcibly suppressing the violent dark divine power in his body, and stood up staggeringly. He stretched out his left hand and stroked lightly in the void, and then froze on the spot in astonishment.

how come......

Lucifer tried again, but still could not successfully travel through space.

"Lucy?!"

Lucifer vaguely heard the voice of Jehovah, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and then saw Jehovah stretching out his hand to hug him.

He wanted to push Yahweh away, but the outstretched hand was firmly held by the other side. Then, he saw Yahweh's seldom serious expression: "Be obedient."

The next moment, Yahweh carried him through space and left hell.

Lucifer only remembered that he was taken directly to heaven, and then the increasingly severe pain tore his sanity apart little by little, causing him to fall into a coma.

Yahweh poured light divine power into Lucifer's body continuously, helped him slowly force the violent dark divine power in his body back to the dark godhead, and then wiped away the fine cold sweat oozing from Lucifer's forehead with distress.

If I hadn't come to hell to prove the words of the book of creation, if I hadn't happened to meet him, what would it be like now?

Jehovah dare not imagine.

He frowned slightly, and then whispered complainingly: "Really, I don't know how to take care of myself at all. How dare you use divine power when you don't fully control the godhead? Divine riot is definitely enough to kill any creation easily... "

However, before Lucifer, there was no example of creation seizing the godhead...

Sighing helplessly, Yahweh broke away Lucifer's clenched palm due to pain, and held it gently.

He stared at Lucifer, as if in a daze, but also as if in deep thought.

"The Book of Creation? You are the one who wanted to betray me in the end?" Yahweh's eyes were piercing, and the corners of his mouth curled up, as if mocking something.

The author has something to say:

Jehovah: "Luci, how can you use divine power casually?!"

Lucifer: "...I didn't know that something would happen!"

Jehovah: "...in a moment I will settle accounts with those demons."

demon:"???"