Who made you not earnestly create the world!

With all his might, he swung his last sword, and the densely packed demons all fell down in an instant. The blood under his body slowly oozes out, and the black-red blood soaks the pitch-black ground.

After finally annihilating those demons and monsters that were densely packed like locusts, Lucifer finally couldn't hold on anymore, he thrust his sword into the ground and knelt down on one knee, holding the sword in his hand Shanxi was panting rapidly, sweat mixed with the blood splashed on his face, and slowly fell from his almost perfect cheeks.

But even though he was exhausted to the point where he could hardly stand still, Lucifer's eyes were still sharp and clear while he was panting heavily, guarding his surroundings, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Although he was not seriously injured, Lucifer's condition was really not good, he had a lot of cuts on his body, even minor injuries couldn't hold up the number of wounds, and now he was covered in dirt and embarrassment.Moreover, the prolonged battle exhausted Lucifer's physical strength to the extreme, not to mention that only one-tenth of his own holy power was sealed by the gods.

Before Lucifer could catch his breath, another black mass of demons rushed in like a tide.

Lucifer stared fixedly at the large black mass of demons, his fingers lightly scrubbed the god pattern on the hilt of the sword, he gently raised his lips and staggered to his feet, his blue eyes There is only firmness in the eyes...and the inevitable.

And in the great hall above the Nine Heavens, the silver-haired deity sat lazily on the throne, looking at Lucifer who was struggling to kill the enemy in the illusion of the abyss, indifferently, as if putting his most beloved The child thrown into the illusion is not like him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really cruel."

The silver-haired deity looked sideways at the direction of the voice just now, then raised an eyebrow and said, "This appearance... suits you very well."

"Hey, hey, really, I think so too!"

The voice is very lively and clear, and the words are very slappy, but the tone is as smooth as the dead sea.

A creature walked towards the throne with difficulty and stiffly.

It was a very soft and cute little lady, with a small soft body covered with a small robe embroidered with gold patterns, and her soft and docile short golden hair swayed gently with the movements, even if there was no expression on her face, the baby The fat little face is still very delicate and cute, so pink and tender that anyone who sees it can't help but want to pinch it, only those big silver eyes are cold, empty, lifeless like decorations.

The silver-haired deity was a little surprised by the 5-year-old figure. Seeing his accompanying artifact walking towards him with difficulty, he didn't have the slightest intention of helping him. Instead, he asked lazily, "Don't you like muscular men very much?" Body shape? Why did you suddenly come here to pretend to be tender?"

"You're just pretending to be tender!" Xiao Zhengtai immediately retorted with a blank face and a flat tone, but when she saw the silver-haired god narrowing her eyes dangerously, her body trembled, although that pink and delicate face still showed no expression at all. , but the voice was deeply flattering, "Oh, you are so wise! You actually saw through my abacus of pretending to be tender at a glance! You are like the vast sky..."

"Shut up!" scolded by the disgusting silver-haired deity with a blue face, he rubbed his twitching forehead with a rare expression of pain, once again feeling bitter about having such a superb companion artifact.

Xiao Zhengtai pursed his lips expressionlessly, and continued to walk towards the throne with stiff limbs, but when he was about to climb the stairs, there was a "bang", Xiao Zhengtai disappeared, leaving only a hardcover book with gold and silver patterns Floating leisurely in the air.

The silver-haired god waved to the golden book, and the book immediately flew into the hands of the silver-haired god. The silver-haired god gently stroked the silver lines on the writing and said, "Although the time is short, it has successfully condensed Humanoid."

The page opened automatically, and golden text quickly appeared on the blank page: "The current plane has begun to prosper slowly, and there is not much power of faith, but the progress of my absorption of power of faith is too slow That's all, as long as I absorb it faster, it will last longer."

"So?" The silver-haired god raised his eyebrows.

"It's disgusting, do you really want people to say it so directly!" A shy expression appeared on the white page along with the words.

The silver-haired god was silent, and then slowly raised the corners of his lips...

The Book of Creation, which had been struck by lightning and was scorched and tender beyond recognition, wrote aggrievedly: "I want a part of your godhead."

What is the godhead?For the gods of other planes, it may be the status, power and soul.But for the silver-haired deity who is integrated with the whole plane and the law, it is just a deity ID card, used to prove that he is a god and not a law or something messy.Godhead is a necessary tool for gods to absorb and utilize the power of faith. At the same time, godhead can accept believers' prayers and requests to gods and process these information.Godhead is equivalent to a receiver. As long as believers pray or request to the gods, the gods can absorb the power of faith through the arranged network of belief, and integrate it into the godhead to compete for strength.

It's a pity that for the silver-haired gods who don't rely on the power of faith to live, those powers of faith are simply tasteless, useless, and it's a pity not to use them.And with the Book of Creation, the information brought by the prayers and requests of the creatures does not need to worry about the silver-haired god at all, so the silver-haired god thought of the idea of ​​using the power of faith to condense the human form of the Book of Creation, and it succeeded up.

However, the Book of Creation is only the accompanying artifact of the silver-haired god, even if it is part of the soul of the silver-haired god, it does not mean that it can easily absorb the power of faith in the godhead.

Thinking of this, the silver-haired god suddenly concentrated his consciousness on Messiah who was leisurely sipping tea in the Heavenly Kingdom Academy, and smiled viciously: "Of course."

Since you want to divide the godhead, why not share more?

The Book of Creation flickered, instantly reducing the sense of existence, and expressed great sympathy for the Messiah.

It's not brother, I don't want to help you, it's just that it's probably not a good thing to make your father and god smile like this, so please yourself.

Kneeling next to the throne, Lucifer put his head on the lap of his creator and enjoyed the caress of his creator on his head. He was wrapped in the pure breath that he had been longing for, and his heart that had been empty was instantly filled. It was full, Lucifer couldn't help but raised a contented smile and rubbed his legs with only a few layers of thin cloth under his cheeks, then he hugged the waist of his Creator in the holy light and buried his face deeply into the arms of the Creator.

The hand that had been caressing was empty and paused in mid-air, and then that hand tapped Lucifer's head with his fingers.

Lucifer didn't hold back at all, and even rubbed against the embrace, then stopped moving, unwilling to come out even if he died.

"You kid..."

That extremely cold voice carried almost imperceptible helplessness, it was rare that he didn't push Lucifer away but continued to caress Lucifer's unique long golden hair with holy light.

"Father God..." Being touched was too comfortable, Lucifer half-closed his eyes and murmured.

"Ok?"

"What do you look like?"

"Lu Xi seems to know?"

"Well, Lucy has wanted to know for a long time." Lucifer was very depressed, he and Messiah exhausted countless methods but failed to break through the cover of the holy light to peep into the true face of God the Father.

"Then I'll give you a chance."

"Really?" Lucifer's eyes lit up instantly.

"As long as you can live in that place for ten years, I will allow you to know my appearance. But—" Qing Leng's voice was unhurried, and his tone was as flat as saying that he had changed a different kind of tea today, "You If I can't survive, then I don't mind changing to a Bright Morning Star."

Lucifer was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, his arrogance and dazzlingness remained unchanged.

"I am your Lucy, and your shining morning star will only be me - Lucifer."

The place as far as the eye can see is full of demon corpses, without a trace of gaps, lying on the ground one by one, it is impossible to get up again.

The image of Guangyao Chenxing, who has serious cleanliness, is even worse than the group of corpses on the ground at the moment, as if he just crawled out of a pool of blood, his ragged robes that directly exposed half of his upper body were dyed black and red, naked The fair skin was also dyed black and red, either solidified, or still warm.Lucifer found it bothersome, and the beautiful long golden hair that was tied high into a ponytail with a handkerchief also turned black and red, condensed into strands of sticky stickiness.

However, compared with the broken left arm and blind right eye, these are insignificant.

Lying down on a group of demon corpses, Lucifer was so exhausted that he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. The remaining bloodshot left eye seemed to be dyed red, which was very terrifying.

Lucifer looked at the blood moon in the darkness in a daze.

There was neither a timekeeping device nor the alternation of the sun and the moon. The endless fighting and bloodshed made Lucifer unable to figure out how long he had been here.

a month?a year?ten years?century?

The endless fighting, the numb killing, the lingering stench, the broken left arm, the blind right eye, the exhausted physical strength, and the long-delayed light, who was as firm and arrogant as Lucifer, were all taken away by him. Forced to the point of collapse.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, the blood in his eyes did not decrease at all, the eyes that had been invaded by despair were now only resolute and proud.

Lucifer struggled to stand up crookedly, his remaining right hand trembled and could hardly hold the sword, and raised his lips towards the demons who came again.

Even if I die, I, Lucifer, will never die here!Not to die at the hands of these disgusting things!

--"Snapped"

A gap suddenly opened in the dark sky, and at the same time, the world stopped.

——"Papa Papa"

The entire crack quickly expanded in the shape of a spider web, and the domineering and intense white light rushed into this dark world from the crack.

When those overwhelming demons touched the white light, they immediately turned into dust and dissipated, and even the corpses all over the ground turned into dust and land mixed together.

Lucifer stared blankly at the familiar white light, his powerless right hand could no longer hold the sword, and the sword, corroded by the blood of the demon race, slipped from the right hand full of stinky blood, and fell with a "clang". on the ground.

Dense cracks surrounded the entire sky, and with a sound of "嗙", the entire world was broken into pieces, and the target was a boundless white.

Holy and spotless, without any blemishes, perfect and warm...

——Just like God the Father.

Before his consciousness completely dissipated, Lucifer suddenly heard a familiar and helpless voice.

— What a stupid boy.

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Well, girls, we meet again~~

Cough cough, beat the watch, throw the kitchen knife at the watch

Some girls may be disappointed, it’s not yet the time when Lucifer falls into the sky, as he is now, if you don’t adjust/teach Father God how to rest assured that he will be a supervisor in the devil world~~~

But it's too soon, after explaining the foreshadowing in the early stage, I will directly enter the mortal world chapter, but the speed of the author...

The girl must abandon the author~~~

The author is now considering whether to update it weekly

Especially when I saw the number of subscriptions, I was instantly stunned. Why did the author have more collections, but so many less subscriptions~~~>_