What's wrong with the God of Creation?

Although the eyes were covered by God, so that they could not see the cruel scene in front of them, they could still hear the screams one after another.

Until the voice became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.

That is the process of life passing by.

Death, obviously brought to this world by Cain, has affected the angels...

no, maybe...

From the beginning to the end, all the deaths were brought to this world by Amala.

Lucifer was immersed in chaotic thoughts, thinking all over the place, not even knowing when God would let him go.

When he came back to his senses, what was in front of him was the golden eyes that God suddenly approached, and the golden tattoo on his forehead.

"Sorry to scare you." God spoke softly, his voice soft.His fingertips brushed his bangs, and touched his cheek again.

The angel blinked, his light blue eyes were as clear as the ripples on the Adriatic coast.

"No. Father God, don't worry. Lucy was just thinking about the dark aura recently...not frightened by this little thing."

When he spoke, he sounded the same as usual, as if the angel whose wings were trembling in shock just now was not him.

God did not expose the angel in front of him, and only gave a shallow "hmm".Then he looked up at the bustling and bustling main city of Egypt not far away, and said, "Saint Zachary is just one of the angels who have been contaminated in the whole of Egypt, and this place has fallen."

Lucifer was startled, with a puzzled expression on his face, and said, "But Father God, it's obvious... there's no trace of being stained by darkness here."

The sun still shines on this fertile land of prosperity, and the coming of the gods has not affected any of their existence.

Here, it seems, the light is still there.

God shook his head slightly: "Before I revealed the evil aura of Saint Zachary, I couldn't see anything unusual about him."

God’s word is clear: it doesn’t matter what seems to be all right on the surface, it is really all right.

What they see with their eyes now is only the tranquility floating on the surface.

But the hearts of these creatures have long been corroded by darkness, leaving only a bright shell, which is still bright and beautiful under the sunlight.

"Lu Xi, you come with me."

God said, turned and walked towards the main city.

Lucifer followed closely behind, but after a short while, he returned to the urban area.

There are still scattered low-level angels here, and they still bow politely after seeing them.

The streets were full of people coming and going, as if it were any ordinary morning.

"Lu Xi, look this way." God pointed to a man in ragged clothes not far away.

It seemed to be an ordinary beggar, but his eyes were extremely empty.The sun shone on him, but he didn't seem to notice it.A passing bird landed in front of him, but he didn't respond.

He was like a curled up sculpture, sitting there motionless.Only the eyes that are still open indicate that his life is still running.

"Is he hungry?" Angel asked in doubt.

Then, walking up to the man, a big cattail leaf appeared in his hand, filled some spring water into the cattail leaf, and handed it to his parched mouth.

Lucifer could tell that the man in front of him was in a state of extreme dehydration. Normally, if water was brought to his lips, he should immediately drink like crazy.

But the dark-brown man in front of him just glanced at Pu Ye lightly, and didn't even lick when the water dripped on his lips.

The angel squatted down and looked at him quietly with light blue eyes: "Are you not strong enough to drink water... Are you too hungry? You can only eat after you drink the spring water and your stomach adapts."

But the ragged man didn't seem to hear anything, and didn't even roll his eyelids up.

Compared with listening to the angel's words and taking a sip of life-saving water, this person seems to be living in another world, shielding everything here.

"Hey..." Lucifer couldn't help but raised his hand and pushed him, then put his fingertips on his neck, and whispered to himself: "Obviously the heartbeat is still very strong, it doesn't look like he even drank a sip of water." I don't even have the strength to..."

"Luci." God's soft voice fell from his ear.

Then, a pair of warm hands helped him up.

The angel turned his head blankly: "Father God, why...can't he hear me, are his ears deaf?"

But even if the ears are deaf, it won't disappear along with the perception of the world, right?

God said: "Luci, his heart, was poured into the darkness of despair by Amara. No sound can be heard, no touch can be felt."

This person, he can't feel the sunlight, and he can't see the bustling crowd.

It was as if he had sealed himself in an airtight house, and everything around him fell outside his senses.

Therefore, he can neither feel the existence of this world nor his own existence.

Living, for him, has become a kind of endless hopelessness.

Lucifer stood there in a daze.

He has seen the devil who is burdened with sin, punished in the deepest part of hell.

I have also seen the cruelest fighting in the world, and I can even weigh their souls indifferently and assign them to the kingdom of God.

In the eyes of the angels, any punishment is due to the inability to wash away sin, and any damage will be healed and compensated by God.

Never seen this situation before:

This innocent creature, his soul is clean, but riddled with holes.

He cannot be redeemed, nor can he be cured, and drifting with the tide becomes the only choice...

It's like a ship that is always on the cusp of a storm.Numb, began to seek the peace of death.

This is the naked truth buried under the false "time is quiet and good".

The truth about the world, about Amara.

"Father God, we can't save this person... can we?" The angel drooped his wings, looking at the man lying on the ground with light blue eyes.

"Luci, you are the holy archangel of heaven, the deputy prince of heaven, the ruler of this world, and the first morning star that shines into the darkness at dawn."

God said, looking up at the neighborhood where people come and go.

The golden pupils swept over everyone who came and went.

Finally, his eyes fell on the angel in white.

"You have to believe that since I am with you, this mountain and river will never fall."

Although there was God's relief during the day, God took Lucifer to Bethaballa outside Canaan City to rest and play, but when he returned to the temple to rest at night, the angel was still haunted by nightmares.

God stands in front of the crystal screen, watching the magic energy of the whole world.

On the screen, the world is black and white.After the sun sets, the darkness becomes more unscrupulous, eating away the less and less light power in this world.

All living beings have fallen into a deep sleep, but the god on the Nine Layers Peak is still watching the world day and night.

In the quiet temple, there was a sudden rustling sound.

Then, there was the angel's soft moan.

On the big bed in the middle of the temple, the angel wrapped a pair of wings around his body, hugged his legs tightly with his arms, and curled himself up into a bowed shrimp.

Lucifer fell into a daydream.

It was as if someone was dragging him back to that time and that place. He already knew that he was in a dream, but he still couldn't get away.

In the dream, he flapped his wings fiercely, trying to break free from this predicament, and even pulled out the Archangel Blade bestowed by God, but there was still no way to cut off the dream.As if he was trapped inside, he watched Saint Zachary being burned by the power of the holy light over and over again in front of him.

In front of him, for a while was Saint Zachary, and for a while it was replaced by that lifeless man.

It was as if the whole dream was a mockery of his incompetence.

Until a beam of light suddenly fell from the top of the head.

The picture in the dream was torn to pieces piece by piece, and then scattered little by little, turning into golden light snow.

The angel moved his eyelashes and woke up from his deep sleep.

The mattress on the side seems to have a slight depression...

He turned over and turned his head away, his eyelashes trembling for a long time before slowly opening them.

When the consciousness came back, the first thing that came into the eyes was the golden pupil of the god.

"Well... Father God..." He whispered in a daze.

"It's a nightmare again, why didn't you call me in your heart this time?" God said softly, in a gentle and low voice, as if afraid of waking him up.

The angel blinked, then yawned again, and said, "It's not a tricky thing, I'm afraid I'll disturb you."

When he said this, his face seemed calm, but the wings were still wrapped around his chest, and the entire angel was in a state of defense.

God's fingers brushed the sides of the wings, gently caressing them.

Only then did Lucifer stop being tense, and slowly opened his wings.

The slightly wrinkled gauze robe of the angel is also exposed with the spread of its wings.

God's eyes paused on the folds of the gauze robe, and he covered him with a thin blanket indifferently, and said, "Sleep, Lucy, I will watch over you."

Lucifer clasped his hands on the edge of the blanket.

Ten round finger pads were exposed on the white blanket.

He quietly moved to the side, his blue eyes fell on the strands of God's hanging hair, and asked softly: "Aren't you sleeping? You didn't rest yesterday either."

After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment, then said with some anxiety: "Is the world dangerous now? Or, let me help you."

Then it's time to throw off the blanket and get ready to get out of bed.

The wrists of both hands were held down by God, and both arms were tightly attached to the bed.

Such a tough posture made the angel stunned for a moment.

But it is also a matter of an instant.

Because in the next second, God released both his arms.

The usual distance was restored between the two of them.

"The world doesn't matter, and I don't have any problems. You should rest well." God said lightly, apparently absent-minded.

But still bent down, left a soft kiss on his forehead, and said to him: "Good night?"

The angel blinked his clear eyes, moved his arms towards God, and finally fell down.

"Good night." He lowered his eyelids and said softly, "Father God."

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The author has something to say:

Lucifer: Father God didn't rest last night... He didn't rest today, is it really serious... Why didn't you tell me, am I not Father God's most trusted cub?

God: I can’t sleep, if I wake up after sleeping, it’s not me anymore... (Hold on)