Who made you not earnestly create the world!

After entering the Eternal Mountains, there is a strong and almost perfect barrier that covers the safety of the little angels and has the most basic guarantee. All the angels and elves are relaxed.

The royal city of the elves does not have the grandeur of the heavens, but it is the kind of beauty that is unique to the elves, full of vitality, and full of the breath of nature.

There are several large or small waterfalls cascading down from high above, like hanging a few shining silver cloth strips on this green valley; in the huge green, towering over the steep valley The white palace is very conspicuous, but without the slightest sense of abruptness, as if there should be that palace; the white palace is surrounded by greenery, decorated with flowers, and the bright sun shines in the valley. The white palace seems to be shining!

The little angels seemed to be shocked by the beauty of the Elf King City, staring blankly at the white palaces.So, after returning to their senses, they had a more heated discussion than before.

The blond angel touched his ears expressionlessly, um, very good, the whole world is quiet.

Metatron looked at the blond angel amusedly, but was even more delighted to know the angel in his heart better.

In addition to the adult elves gathering in the king city, the underage elves were also brought to the king city to welcome the little angels.

The little ones with snow-white tender wings and the ones with pointed ears looked at each other, and the same clear and lively eyes looked at each other with the same curiosity and excitement, which made the adult angels and elves watching couldn't bear it. Laughed.

Cubs of any race should be protected and grow up carefree.

This is the thought flowing in the blood of all races, which is as irresistible as instinct.

The Elf King looked at Gabriel and Messiah, and the two archangels nodded with a smile, so the Elf King walked in front of the elves.

The elves saluted their king, and looked at the elf king with eyes full of reverence and excitement, but none of the elves made the slightest disrespectful gesture.The Elf King smiled and stroked the head of an elf, and said: "Go, go and play with our elf friends. As a member of the Eternal Mountains, you should show your enthusiasm and friendliness as your friends." Have a fun trip."

The elves answered loudly with sparkling eyes: "Yes, king."

The little elves "attacked" the little angels. The adult angels and elves watched the cubs mingling with each other with a smile, but no one noticed that two little angels in the little angel team disappeared without a sound. It's like they appeared in the team silently.

Except for the patrol team, there is almost no elf in the entire Elf King City. Metatron can be said to be unscrupulously pulling the blond angel to shuttle between the various white palaces and elf houses in the Elf King City.

but……

"Metatron." The blond-haired angel stopped, and held the brunette-haired angel expressionlessly, "Where are you going?"

Metatron's eyes were shining, and he said nervously and excitedly: "It's almost there, don't worry."

"It's not that I'm in a hurry," the blond angel pressed the sign on his forehead, trying not to gnash his teeth so much, "It's just that this is the third time we've passed by here."

Metatron: Σ(°△°|||)︴

"Ahaha, is that right, let me just say, why does this place look so...familiar?" Under the seemingly indifferent but contemptuous eyes of the blond angel, Metatron's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally, he scratched his head Embarrassed smile speechless.

Looking at the red-faced, embarrassing and annoyed long-haired angel with warm brown hair who wanted to rewind all over again, the blond-haired angel actually felt amused and annoyed.

That's why I can't get angry with this child all the time. The blond angel smiled in his heart, raised his hand and rubbed Metatron's hair, but was turned into a cross-eyed look from embarrassment.

The blond angel raised his foot and pulled Metatron forward, "Where do you want to go?"

Looking at the two clasped hands, Metatron couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: "The Temple of Life—the temple of the elves."

"Why are you going there?" The blond angel gave him a strange look. It's not like he couldn't communicate with God face to face, so he ran to the temple of the elves?

"You'll know when you get there!" Metatron's face was flushed to the base of his neck, his eyes were erratically looking left and right, but he didn't look at the blond angel.

Well, for Metatron, a child who is quite suitable for him, the pseudo-blonde angel? The real silver-haired god is still a bit patient, so he didn't ask, and took Metatron's hand and walked towards the Temple of Life.

The Temple of Life - it is the only temple of the elves, and it is also the place where the elves pray to God and receive gifts from God. Since this temple is built around the tree of life, it should be named the Temple of Life, because here It is also the place where every elf is born.

Even though today is a big day for the arrival of the little angels, the Temple of Life is still heavily guarded by elves. Many elf priests in white robes are walking around in the temple, obviously very busy.

The blond angel and Metatron are hidden in the bushes in the distance, and the lush branches and leaves perfectly cover their figures.

"How do you want to get in?" The blond angel glanced at Metatron, his tone indifferent.

Metatron scratched his hair in distress, "I thought there wouldn't be many elves guarding the Temple of Life today."

Even in normal times, the guards of the Temple of Life are not so strict.

"You really want to go in?" The blond angel tilted his head slightly.

After a pause, Metatron nodded firmly: "Yes."

"……OK then."

Metatron looked at him suspiciously, and the blond angel didn't explain, but narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the two little birds resting on the tree.

The two little birds that were singing happily on the branch suddenly stopped singing, and the two pairs of black glass-like eyes looked straight at the blond angel, but the next moment they flew in front of the blond angel, exuding joy and excitement. cry.

"I want to enter the Temple of Life." The blond angel ordered coldly, "Go, create a path for me that can't be discovered by the elves."

The little birds twittered and flew around the golden-haired angel twice and then quickly flew towards the sky.

Opened his mouth, Metatron still didn't ask, but just looked deeply at the blond angel.He found sadly that even though the blond angel had shown such suspicious behavior, his love for the blond angel still hadn't faded a bit, let alone wavered a bit.

And the blond angel didn't hide it at all, fully revealing her doubts.

Is it trust, or confidence?

Even if Metatron desires the former, he has to admit that the latter is more likely.

From the fact that the blond angel dared to forcefully kiss Lucifer at the Creation Ceremony and left without hesitation, he knew how fearless and vile and arrogant this guy was.

Seeing Metatron squatting on the ground dejectedly, the blond angel helplessly poked Metatron's warm brown head with his fingers: "What's the matter? Why are you suddenly unhappy?"

Metatron glanced at the blond angel, then lowered his head and mourned to himself.

The blond angel was even more helpless. He was not interested in exploring the hearts of his own creations when he had nothing to do, and in view of Metatron's recent pink bubbles popping up from time to time, the blond angel didn't think too much, just said: "Get up!" Well, we'll be in soon."

Ok?

Metatron became interested and stood up. When he looked at the Temple of Life, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in astonishment.

In the sky, countless birds are hovering over the temple, large, small, and medium, they are smashing through the roof of the temple, destroying the tall branches; on the ground, animals that are larger than the number of birds are rushing into the temple Entering, the walls, carvings, and decorations were destroyed by them to their heart's content, and the green grass and beautiful flowers were trampled terribly by them, even the clear pool with flowers floating in them was unwilling to let go.

The hardest ones are the elves of the temple. As people who are born to love and can communicate with plants and animals, and have a high affinity value, they want to drive away the birds and beasts, but they are afraid of hurting them, so they make themselves embarrassed Incessantly, fleeing everywhere.

Looking at the scene of chickens and dogs jumping around in the temple, Metatron was dumbfounded for a while before he murmured: "Yawei, how much enmity do you have with the elves..."

The blond angel looked at the sky at 45 degrees in his heart. Can he say that he didn't expect those two little birds to do such a thing as summoning countless animals to destroy the temple elves?

But on the surface, he still calmly pulled Metatron and walked towards the temple and said: "Go in now, there will be elves to support soon, so do what you want to do as soon as possible."

"But there are elves guarding the gate of the temple!" Metatron said that the elves are not vegetarian... Cough cough, well, the elves basically don't eat much meat.

"Here." The blond angel did not walk towards the gate of the temple, but pulled Metatron to the back of the temple, and there was a big hole two meters high in a certain wall behind the temple, and the big hole The maker of the game - a brown bear was on all fours, looking at them with two bright eyes.

Metatron stared blankly at the bear, who was obviously excited but as docile as if it had been trained, lying on the ground and watching them walk into the temple from the big hole.

There was no elf in the back area of ​​the temple, and they were obviously attracted by the movement in front of them.

"Where?"

A blush appeared on Metatron's face, and he replied pretending to be calm: "The tree of life, I want to go to the tree of life."

"The tree of life? What are you doing with the tree of life?" The blond angel frowned slightly. He was not pregnant. What would Metatron want to do with the tree of life? He wouldn't do anything bad to the mother tree of the elves. What made him feel weird was Metatron's increasingly strange expression and... inexplicable blushing.

The snow-blue eyes sank, and when the blond angel wanted to explore Metatron's core, he interrupted him with a sharp shout.

"Who is there?!"

"Oops! Run!" Metatron saw an elf priest not far away who found them, and immediately pulled the blond angel and ran away. The blond angel was pulled away expressionlessly and felt aggrieved.

This is the world I created, right?This is my world, right?Didn't he accidentally destroy the temple for trespassing, or was discovered by an elf? What's there to run for?Metatron, you wait for me, and I will settle accounts with you when I go back!

Grinding his teeth in his heart, the most noble existence in this space was dragged by his own creation and chased by his own elves, and staggered to the tree of life.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Father God: Why did you fall to heaven? !Why did you betray me? !

Samuel: To avoid that woman Lilith.

Beelzebub: In order not to review a room full of documents every day.

Lucifer: ...Didn't you force me to fall into the sky? !

Father God: ... (I was speechless)

The Book of Genesis: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...