Four ways to destroy the world

"With my death..."

Michael's eyes were extremely confused. He was a lost traveler who lingered in place for a long time.

Rahu's whispering continued.

"You know the future and get the result, whether you want to bear the shackles, indulge in regret, and be your commander in heaven, or reverse the future with meager strength, even if you will be given death by your god, be misunderstood by your companions, and be engraved with infamy On the stele, no one will know the latecomers."

The broken hair on his forehead slipped a little bit, covering up the glimmer in his eyes, which reflected the heaven that has not changed for thousands of years.

There used to be Lucy there, and he was next.

"I……"

"Think clearly about the so-called glory, or the happiness of your loved one, what you really desire in your heart."

Michael closed his eyes, yes, what he really wanted in his heart never changed.

[Thank you Elf, you are right, I should try it. 】

After speaking, Michael closed the live broadcast room, put the golden ball on the desk, and strode out.

The white and weak wings hang down behind him, kissed by the holy light, and the angel's praises are heard from a distance, Michael holds his chest, and there is something new being born, sprouting, entangled...

Like a weak vine, it hangs delicately on a giant tree, absorbing nutrients bit by bit until the final strangulation.

The body is still there, but the inner core has been replaced.

He will continue to move forward with faith and ideals, even if the end is death, he is willing to do so.

This is what the martyrs asked for.

The northern part of the fifth day is the desolate ruins, because of this relationship, the Angel Prison is located here.As Lucifer's deputy, Michael rarely came here, but today, he came here to look for Lucifer.

Seeing the morning star's deputy again, the prison warden Samuel's expression is intriguing.He elongated his tone and spoke slowly.

"I thought you'd be gone for a long time."

By God, Michael dared to say such a thing at the Creation Ceremony.

However, this creation celebration is not just an accident of Michael, but I don’t know whether those races discuss more about the Son of Messiah or Michael more in private.

I have to say that although this incident was crazy, it somewhat eliminated the impact of that incident.

Ask Lucifer to kneel down to the Messiah.

Michael scratched his cheek uncomfortably, trying to avoid Samael's gaze.

"I, come to find Lucy..."

After the creation celebration, Lucifer quarreled with God again, and the outcome was obvious, Lucifer was imprisoned again.

"Of course you came to look for him." Fortunately, Samael was not the kind of joker. He let Michael go, picked up a bunch of keys and walked deep.

Michael followed behind, trying to talk to the silent warden, "Samael, what do you think of life on the fifth day?"

"Do you have any idea to go to the sixth day? Metatron complains about working too much every day. If you go, he might be happy..."

"No need."

Samuel interrupted Michael's words. As one of the archangels, he didn't stay on the sixth day. He would rather go to the fifth day, or go to the north with the harsh climate. Samuel's character played a big role.

This person probably inherited the attributes of the gods, so he won't move a bit if he can stay in prison.Even if the weather is pleasant on the sixth day, there are familiar partners.

Not to go is not to go.

Rejected by Samael, Michael did not mention it again.He followed Samuel down layer by layer, and when he was about to reach the destination, Michael suddenly said.

"So, Samuel doesn't want Lucy to leave either, right?"

It sounds so hollow in its dark prison, beckoning the listener to dig deeper.

Samuel frowned, and did not respond to Michael's words. He opened the cell door, walked down the deep steps, and finally came to Lucifer.

After waking up Lucifer who was being punished, Samuel passed Michael with a lamp, and the warm yellow light reflected Michael's face.

Handsome, resolute, with unchanging faith in his eyes, and a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Samuel stopped in his tracks, Michael had already walked towards Lucifer, he asked his boss with concern, and there were endless worries in his words.

Probably an illusion of lighting.

Samuel rubbed the glass cover with his fingers, keeping the remaining light.

The prison door made a heavy sound, and the frost on the ground never receded. Michael walked in front of Lucifer, his green eyes were full of apology.

"sorry."

Lucifer woke up from his deep sleep, his golden eyes looked at Michael who was kneeling on the ground, he didn't really want to talk to his deputy.

It is simply unreasonable to say such a thing at the Creation Celebration.

"You don't need to ask me for sin. If you feel guilty, ask God for forgiveness."

Michael didn't seem to hear Lucifer's words, his attention was all on Lucifer's injured hand.

The technique of holy light healed the wound, Michael looked up and saw Lucifer's pale face, trying to relieve Lucifer's pain.

"No need."

Lucifer interrupted Michael's behavior. It's extremely cold here, and it's specially punishing angels. Even if Michael healed his wounds, after Michael left, the frost would crack Lucifer again. Er's hand.

"You don't deserve to be hurt like this."

Michael was obsessed with every inch of Lucifer's wound, and when he found out that his healing technique was not effective, Michael waved his wings slightly and said in a low voice.

"excuse me."

Without waiting for Lucifer's reaction, the wings behind Michael spread out, wrapping Lucifer in a gentle and irresistible attitude.

The place here is so big, in order to keep warm, they had to get close to each other, when the wings of the two touched, some blush appeared on Lucifer's face.

"Get out of here!"

The angel's wings are the most sensitive parts, even Lucifer rarely touches them, but now that they touched Michael's wings, Lucifer felt a feeling of shame and resentment.

How dare he.

How dare he not dare to say such words at the creation celebration.

Michael lowered his eyes, grabbed Lucifer's hand instead, and forcibly pulled him into his arms, all the holy light gushing out of his body flew towards Lucifer.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, but you need to rest."

Regaining the mercy of the Holy Light, Lucifer gradually regained his strength, but at this moment his strong will relaxed, Lucifer was extremely sleepy, and he wanted to sleep.

"Michael..."

The voice was very soft, and Michael lowered his head to respond.

"Yes, Your Highness."

But Lucifer didn't give any instructions.His wings completely relaxed, and he spontaneously attached to Michael's wings.

The Eight Wings of the Archangel...

Those green eyes were completely immersed in the darkness, Michael let go of his hand, and his movements were gentle.

"I'm very sorry that I have disappointed His Highness. I just hope..."

Michael stopped, endured the severe pain in his back, and kissed the back of Lucifer's hand, pure and sincere.

"May your glory be in heaven forever."

**

Samuel thought that the Deputy of the Morning Star would be beaten black and blue by Lucifer, but in fact Michael came out intact, he handed the lamp in his hand to Samuel and said with a smile.

"His Highness is asleep, don't disturb him."

Samuel took the lantern, and under the light for a moment, he noticed that Michael's face was abnormally pale.

Most likely he was scolded by Lucifer, Samuel thought to himself.

"I'm going to plead guilty to God."

Michael walked out, his pace was very slow, firm without hesitation, Samuel watched Michael leave, and when he was about to go back, Michael suddenly asked.

"Samail, His Highness should stand under God, right?"

He turned his back to Samael so that Samael couldn't see Michael's face.

This question was a bit strange, but Samael answered it anyway.

"Yes."

So Samuel heard Michael laugh with relief, "I think so too."

That figure went away, like a little bit, and finally merged into the fifth day, Samuel turned back with the lamp, and out of habit, he looked at Lucifer again.

The moment the door was pushed open, the breeze blew up a small air current, and feathers fluttered in mid-air.Samuel's eyes widened in astonishment. In this small prison, countless feathers gathered together. They supported Lucifer's body, trying to give him a sweet dream.

Samael turned around, and the yellowish lamp illuminated the blood on the ground, which was condensed by frost on the ground, although silent, but just like its owner.

Straight like a line, without a moment's hesitation.

……

Michael's footsteps finally stopped outside the crystal sky, and the holy light scrambled to enter Michael's body to fill the gap. They kissed Michael's wings and relieved a little bit of pain for Michael.

The angel's singing could no longer be heard here, only the wind element hummed softly. Michael stopped and greeted the person in front of him.

"Son."

Messiah had a polite and not awkward smile on his face. To avoid silence, he took the initiative to ask, "Do you want to see God?"

"I've come to plead guilty to God."

This reason couldn't be more legitimate, Messiah breathed a sigh of relief, and suppressed the weirdness in his heart.To be honest, he never thought that Michael would say such a thing.

It simply cannot be explained away as a faux pas.

If he were Lucifer, he would probably have to sew the deputy's mouth shut forever and send him away.

It was a creation celebration in which tens of thousands of creatures were present.

It would be considered polite for God not to kill Michael on the spot.

But he is the Messiah, one of the parties involved, he can't know God's intention, but he knows Lucifer's character.Regardless of whether Lucifer kneels or not, he is the target of public criticism.

Michael's words were indeed crazy, and they also took away part of the influence.

The most direct example is that Michael, not Messiah, is the most discussed topic in heaven.

There are also reasons why everyone is reluctant to recall that unpleasant period.

Messiah came back to his senses, watched Michael step into the crystal sky, and he said to Michael in the interlacing.

"Thank you."

Anyway, thank you.

Michael nodded, and his figure disappeared into the light.

The gate was closed behind him, and branches spread out on both sides of the corridor. The beliefs of the angels condensed into water mist here, and finally merged into a stream, flowing quietly under the corridor.

Maybe it was the severe pain that affected Michael. While walking, Michael heard the little angel's prayer.

Sweet, like soft cotton candy.

'I hope to see Lord Lucifer again at the next creation celebration. '

'Everyone will be fine. '

It can soak up Michael's throat and radiate joy from the bottom of my heart.

He finally came under the throne, bowed his head, and knelt down in the posture of a victim.

"God, I'm guilty."

I will betray your guidance, give up the glory that is about to join me, embark on the road of no return, and bear the shackles of sin until my feet are worn out and my body is swallowed up.

The wings spread slightly behind him, and the holy light reflected a pure white color. God heard his prayer, and his silver eyes were puzzled.

His Michael betrayed himself, but he has no image of falling into heaven.