Who made you not earnestly create the world!

Chapter 030 The First Story of Heaven

In the great sanctuary, Michael knelt in front of the throne and hugged the waist of the silver-haired god, sobbing.

Seeing Michael's swollen eye sockets and sobs, the silver-haired deity rubbed his brows and said, "Okay, is it enough to cry? How old are you and feel wronged like a child, so go to the elders and cry."

Michael buried his face in the arms of the silver-haired god, still sobbing continuously.

The silver-haired god was helpless, and he also knew that Michael was uneasy. The death of the four angels made him vaguely understand that angels are also mortal, and maybe one day they will lose those companions who are more important than life forever. He imagined it to be so beautiful, and those happy and beautiful lives in the past were like fragile bubbles that could not withstand a little twists and turns, and maybe one day they would never find those happiness again.

The fingers of the silver-haired deity inserted into Michael's red-hot long hair and gently combed it. He didn't try to comfort the frightened child. He couldn't make promises and didn't want to give him any promises.

Michael is the Seraph Archangel after Lucifer, the Vice-Prince of the Kingdom of Heaven, he must learn to grow.

The other five archangels silently watched God appease Michael under the stairs.They were already very surprised that God didn’t push Michael away. They didn’t expect that God would let Michael hold him so intimately, and that God would comfort Michael so patiently…

The archangels began to feel sour in their hearts.

Metatron was very unscrupulous and began to think about whether he should cry later, and then rushed up to hug God like Michael, even if he was thrown into prison afterwards, it was worth it!

Lucifer and Messiah looked quite calm, they like to get close to God with a cheeky face when they have nothing to do, it's not like they haven't hugged the waist of God the Father before, although each time they couldn't hug for a few seconds before being slapped away.

Raphael and Gabriel are very envious. As the so-called crying children have sweets, they are always well-behaved, sensible, docile and non-provoking, and they seldom get the care of God alone, but it is impossible for them to take the initiative to "invite pets" Come on, not to mention that God lacks everything, even if you want to please God, you can’t think of anything to please God.

What's more, they rarely have the opportunity to meet God.

Michael's sobs gradually stopped, and when he stopped sobbing completely, he was finally willing to lift his head buried in the arms of God, his red and swollen eyes and aggrieved expression almost made the silver-haired god cute, Michael's Her cheeks were still a little baby fat, and her beautiful face was also childish due to her personality. Now that she had just cried, the silver-haired god wanted to bully Michael into crying again.

Michael's voice lost its usual vitality, and he asked in a low voice, "Father God, why am I so lost?" He didn't quite understand why he was so disturbed, he just wanted to see God very much, very much.But after seeing God, the uneasiness and panic in my heart suddenly broke out, and I rushed to the Father God without hesitation, hugged God Father, and cried.

The silver-haired deity pinched Michael's face, his voice remained cold and cold, "Because you are going to grow up, Michael."

Hearing this sentence, Michael looked aggrieved: "I have grown up a long time ago, Father God!" How could even Father God say that he has not grown up!Obviously he is as big as his companions!

The silver-haired deity tapped Michael's forehead with his fingers, but did not speak.

Just grow old without growing brains, is this also called growing up?

The above are the complaints of the archangels, and the words that the silver-haired gods did not say to attack Michael.

Seeing that Michael had stopped, Lucifer took a step forward and said, "Father God..."

"Luci," the silver-haired god interrupted Lucifer, who was shrouded in holy light and looked indifferently at the five archangels below, "You can handle this matter yourself."

All the archangels were stunned, and Lucifer was stunned for a long time before calmly replying: "Yes, Father God."

Do it yourself - that is to say, the gods will not intervene in this matter, they will solve it by themselves, even if there is a battle between the heavens and the devils, the gods will not favor them...?

Lucifer's heart sank, and he looked at Messiah, and Messiah's expression was not good.

"Stand back if you have nothing to do." The silver-haired deity half-knocked his eyes, "Michael, take your hand away."

Michael pouted and reluctantly withdrew his arms that hugged the silver-haired god's waist, then saluted God together with other companions and left the cathedral.

It was rare for Leviathan to be absent from the Great Cathedral, and the silver-haired deity was distracted in the silence. Suddenly, the Book of Creation appeared on the lap of the silver-haired deity.

The silver-haired god opened his eyes to look at it, and the golden book clattered to a blank page, and the golden words gradually appeared: "Belia does have a problem."

"Oh?" The silver-haired deity frowned, recalling the disobedience-filled demon clan.

"Didn't you create a flawed Seraph when you created Seraph?"

The silver-haired deity thought back, "You mean the defective product?"

After the creation of Lucifer, Messiah, and Michael, the silver-haired gods began to create the seraphim named "Metatron", but at that time, a careless mistake made the originally pure and bright spirit body Some impurities were mixed in, so the silver-haired god threw the spirit body into the demon world at will, and then created "Metatron" again, which is now the prime minister of the kingdom of heaven, Metatron.

"The current Beria is the spirit body that you threw into the Demon Realm back then. Unfortunately, that Beria retains the memory of being created."

The silver-haired deity suddenly said, "I'll just say it, why is Beria so disobedient." It was supposed to be an angel, but it became a demon because of acquired reasons. of.

"Tsk, you should be more careful about that Beria, he is jealous of angels." The Book of Genesis also felt that Beria was unlucky, if he hadn't been mixed with filth at the beginning, he would have become a "Metatron". It's Beria. You must know that living in the heavenly world and the demon world is not just a difference in power attributes, but the living environment alone is a huge difference.

"Lu Xi and the others are not vegetarians. If I need to take care of everything for them, then what do I need them to do?" The silver-haired god disagreed.

The Book of Genesis didn't say anything upon seeing this, and just disappeared.Anyway, even if Beria hated only angels and not gods, then it wouldn't bother to pay attention to Beria.

Many years later, the book of Genesis was green in the guts of its own negligence at that time.That Beria's target is not an angel, the purpose of the angel he dealt with is for God!

The silver-haired deity tapped his forehead in distress, and then he decided to see Samael.

Messiah, who was separated from his companions at the gate of the ninth heaven, was flying to the seventh heaven, when the whole angel froze suddenly, and then the temperament of the whole angel changed.

The eighth heaven is the residence of the blazing angels. Except for the upper third-tier angels, other angels cannot bear the space pressure of the eighth heaven, so there are very few angels in the eighth heaven. Even though the eighth heaven is beautiful, it is particularly deserted. .

It was because of the desertedness that the silver-haired god in the messianic shell could quietly enter Samael's bedroom without disturbing any angels.

The silver-haired deity walked to Samael's bed, and Samael didn't wake up, he was still lying on the bed and sleeping, but his brows were still frowning as if he was not sleeping peacefully.

Samael's bed is big enough to accommodate five Samael.Samael's sleeping position is also very good, quietly lying in the middle of the bed under the quilt, so if you want to touch Samael, you can't touch it just by standing beside the bed.

The silver-haired god thought for three seconds, then took off his shoes without any hesitation and climbed onto Samael's bed calmly.

Sitting casually beside Samael, the silver-haired god stretched out his index finger to point at the center of Samael's frowning brow, the index finger glowed with a faint white light, but after a while, Samael gradually loosened his frowning brow , and his expression became more relaxed.

Withdrawing his fingers, the silver-haired deity naturally lay on his side next to Samael, propped his head on one arm, pulled off Samael's quilt with the other hand, pushed aside Samael's nightgown, and put his hand on Samael. on Mel's chest.

This situation, in the eyes of outsiders, looks like the Messiah is fascinated by Samael.

But in fact, not to mention that the silver-haired god is purifying the remaining dark aura in Samael's body, even if the silver-haired god has any thoughts about Samael, as long as the silver-haired god has a word, Samael will definitely be happy. Wash it yourself and send it to the mouth of the silver-haired god.

This is the angel.

Angels can be said to be a race born to serve God. The most important thing in their hearts is belief in God. As long as it is God's will and order, nothing else matters.

What God honors is good; what God dislikes is evil.

There is no distinction between good and evil in the nature of angels, but only faith.

There was not much dark aura in Samael's body, but it disappeared after a while. Samael's originally weak face immediately improved, and healthy blood began to rush to his cheeks.

The silver-haired god didn't take back his hand. The warm and smooth feel of his hand made him touch it curiously, and then his hand slowly slid down...

One hand held down the hand that was still touching through the quilt. The silver-haired god didn't feel the slightest panic about being caught. He raised his eyes calmly, and then met Samael's pair of light blue eyes that were mixed with embarrassment and anger. colored eyes.

"Are you awake?" The silver-haired deity sat up and pulled his hand out of Samael's quilt. Samael didn't stop him because he was already stunned.

Which seraphim can be dragged to feed the demons if it is not awakened after being touched under normal circumstances, so Samuel was already awake when "Messiah" first touched it, but he was also stunned. He didn't expect that Messiah would "molest" him. When he found that Messiah was about to touch the "shouldn't touch" place, he was startled and stopped, but when Messiah looked up, he saw a pair of Golden eyes!

Samael crashed, and when his brain recovered, his face was redder than Michael's hair. He looked at the "Messiah" who was lying half up beside him in panic, speechless for a long time , It took a long time before I realized that I hadn't saluted like a god, so I quickly lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed to salute.

"Lie down, don't move." The silver-haired deity stretched out his hand and pressed Samael, who had already sat up, back on the bed, and even pulled the quilt to cover Samael himself. Although his expression was still so indifferent, his movements were never before. concerns.

Samuel was still being quilted by the silver-haired god, his mind was blank.

The silver-haired deity asked, "Do you feel better?" After speaking, he tapped Samuel's head with his fingers to bring him back to his senses.

Samael was stiff for a while before he relaxed and replied, "...it's much better, thank you Father God."

"It's okay to rest for a few more days, don't rush to work." The silver-haired deity saw the document on the bed cabinet and ordered indifferently, "Your body will be weak for a few days when the dark breath invades for the first time, but it's not a serious problem. Take it easy and rest."

"Yes, Father God." After hesitating for a moment, Samuel looked at the silver-haired god expectantly, "...Father God, did you come to visit me specially?"

After a pause, the silver-haired deity let out a "hmm".

Samuel was overjoyed, and his always stern face softened. He turned over and lay down on the bed, looked up at the silver-haired god's cold, clear golden eyes, and asked cautiously, "Father God, can I give you a hug?"

The silver-haired deity nodded, and Samael's eyes rolled when he got the permission. He stretched out his arms and hugged the silver-haired deity's waist, then put his head in the arms of the silver-haired deity, with a satisfied expression on his face. Rubbing his head in the arms of the silver-haired god, he made a sound that was almost groaning: "...Father God."

"Hmm." The silver-haired god caressed Samael's long light blue hair very flatly.

Holding God's waist tightly with both arms, Samael put his body close to God. Although God used the body of the Messiah to touch himself, Samael was also very satisfied, and at the same time greedily wanted more contacts.

Samuel raised his head and asked with a pure face, "Father, can you rest with me?"

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