[Comprehensive] Throne of God

The prison of angels that disturbed the heavens was formed in the fifth Martian sky, and the warden was the archangel Samael of the seventh heaven. His deputy warden was not his original deputy, but the archangel Asmondi. s.If it is a civil official like the appointment of the Messiah as the dean of the academy, it is natural to allow an angel of the cherub class to continue to serve as a deputy, but the meaning of the prison is extraordinary.

Whether it is the warden or the deputy warden, their responsibilities mean that they need to judge the angel. If it is an angel with a compassionate and soft personality, it is naturally impossible, and the psychological endurance and force value must pass the test.If even Samael and Asmodeus are not enough... It doesn't matter, God will help them to temper them all the time.

After the meeting in the Great Cathedral ended, the Seraphs who came out all looked gloomy, like frosted eggplants.Among them, the expressions of Lucifer and Gabriel were particularly gloomy. Even Michael didn't dare to talk to his boss at this time, because one of them received punishment, and the other received substitute punishment.

Samuel was exempted from this difficulty because he held a position concurrently, but he was not happy, because he was also required to strictly guard his companions who were about to go to prison, and his companions were Archangel Lucifer and Archangel Gia Bailie, they are honored to be the first batch of angels to close the small black room, and Samuel is God's way to let the warden save a little face, so it's not easy for the warden to lock the door and go to jail.

The days are still long, and sometimes it's time for Samuel to get punished.

The new quill was stained with golden ink, and Jehovah turned to the next page of the Creation Book, thinking and writing casually.Writing a new chapter on the fifth page is finally about to start the long development of heaven. This is also a rare good news, and there will be fewer things to worry about in the future.

I always feel a little uncomfortable when writing. Jehovah squeezed the quill, which he picked from Metatron. It is golden and yellow like sunlight, but it is indeed better than the one without Holy Light in terms of appreciation. The quill is lowered.Touching his chin with his finger, Yahweh thought to himself, let’s pick another one, but this time he can’t do it secretly.

The eyes of Messiah, who was dealing with affairs in the academy, went dark. When he opened his eyes again, all the emotional fluctuations subsided like a tide, and the one who used his body was naturally a certain creator god.

As soon as God leaned over, he felt sore all over his body, especially the waist part, which was completely a sequela caused by excessive exercise. This feeling is very fresh. After all, he has become a god, and he wants to make him exercise excessively... unless he creates it again world.

It seems that Messiah has indeed been studying martial arts very hard recently, if this continues, the possibility of catching up with Lucifer is not slim.God satisfactorily closed the daily itinerary that the other party had made recently, and felt that the pressure he had put on him had been rewarded, and he should make persistent efforts in the future.

"Your Highness, where are you going?"

Achill looked at his boss in confusion. Didn't he say that he would go all out to correct official affairs today? Why did he seem to be going out in a blink of an eye.

Glancing at this cherub, the god moved his gaze away from the fourth heaven to penetrate the space, and looked at the northern prison in the fifth heaven. The magnificent gray-white building complex was the same as what he had vaguely seen a few days ago. It's all so deserted, and the low and depressing atmosphere lingers in the prison, adding a sense of mysterious danger to it.

"It won't go very far, just go to the northern part of the Martian sky."

If the calm tone does not deliberately reveal the original voice, there is almost no flaw in Yahweh. After all, the Messiah is his soul clone. He has very distinctive human characteristics, and it is also those things that Yahweh abandoned after becoming a god. .

Ignoring Achill's hesitant expression, Yahweh picked up two spare keys from the tray on the bookshelf, and walked out of the gate of the palace.The key was given by the manager of the fifth heaven after meeting the Holy Son. Beria's habitual request was to allow the Messiah to be handed over to Samael and Asmodeus "smoothly", and also to let the Yahweh had an excuse on his way to the fifth heaven.

The base camps of the warden and the deputy warden are in the higher heavens, and they will have to go to heaven frequently in the future. Naturally, they will each have a share of the opening and closing of the gate of the fifth heaven.

On Mercury Day, when Lucifer didn't intend to show face at all, Joyce's mental state collapsed again, especially when he heard that Lucifer was imprisoned because of him, and he mistakenly thought that his punishment was to be punished by him. He and Gabriel parted ways, and Joyce fell into a chaotic state of sadness and joy again, and even the good-tempered Raphael was almost driven crazy by his friends.

Jeremy, who always thought he was superior to others, avoided them. No one in Mercury knew that Joyce had gone crazy. He secretly begged the Archangel to come back quickly to deal with these troubles.

Because Samael didn't dare to provide her with outside information, Gabriel was worried about Joyce's affairs, so he had to squat in prison and write hymns every day. God can see her doing well and let her out.

Because God didn't say a time limit when shutting them down, one year is shutting down, and 1000 years is also shutting down.The longer she delays, the more official affairs she needs to deal with will accumulate, and... the dark prison is so ugly.

Fortunately, he was not the only one who was unlucky, Gabriel thought while biting the quill in his hand.

While it's immoral to gloat, it's nice not to be in jail alone.Whether they are themselves or Seraph Archangel, they all have to endure hunger, extreme heat, severe cold, sleepiness, and nightmares that angels do not have. The five types of prisons let the two of them try it in turn, and Samael is a little bit unbearable. .

Because he was still in prison for punishment, all the ornaments on Lucifer's body were taken off voluntarily, leaving only a simple white robe.A head of blond hair spread out on the gray and white floor tiles, and the Seraph Archangel with an extremely simple body sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes to endure the special power in the prison.Whether it is hunger or thirst, it is still within the tolerance range, but the severe cold and heat are not so easy.

Gabriel wanted to take off his clothes every time when it was hot, but in the end he was forced back by Lucifer's eye knife, even if the sweat drenched the robe on his chest, Lucifer would not Will take a look at her.Only at this time would Gabriel regret not choosing the male form, otherwise the other party wouldn't mind so much, she was so hot that she couldn't take off her clothes.

Damn Samuel, are you trying to cook them by turning the heat up so high!

The pale blue pupils were hidden under the thick eyelashes, and a little tiredness was revealed from the brows. Compared to Gabriel who was already hot enough to take off his clothes in another corner, Lucifer worked hard for the next step. He had to get used to the contrast and pain between the alternation of cold and heat, and even if his lips were dry and about to bleed, he would not do those useless efforts to consume his energy.

In a few minutes, the Frost Prison appeared.

After seeing Samael, Jehovah pretended to be the Messiah for the first time by recalling his memory. If it wasn’t for his interest, God wouldn’t do any troublesome things. limit.

When the conversation didn't go on much, he expressed that he wanted to meet Lucifer. Samuel looked at Messiah in surprise, but he still refused very straightforwardly. There are only a lot of companions who came over these days , but the heavenly father said that no one is allowed to disturb their confinement, so he can't accommodate anything.After Yahweh saw that he refused, he nodded with satisfaction in his heart, and withdrew without too much entanglement.

At night, he directly used the power of the Messiah to enter the prison.

The blond man suffered from the coldness of the room with a pale face. His fluffy white wings were half-closed and gracefully hanging down. The holy light that belonged to the gift of the gods flowed between the feathers. However, in this place that was restricted by the gods, In prison, it can only be used to look good.

His fingers trembled faintly from the severe cold, some white strands of crystals were already stained on Lucifer's hair, and his blurred will was revealed in his blue eyes. After realizing that Lucifer's condition was not good, Yahweh went straight Let's do it, anyway, Lucy can't feel anything.

The roots of the six wings are blocked by thick feathers, this is the place where the angel's wings fall the most fragile, not only grow very few tender down, but also the only place where Lucifer can keep warm.The delicate down slides on the fingertips, and the warmth is mixed with the coldness in the air. Jehovah stands behind the man on the ground, rubbing his fingers against the small fluff at the base of the wings, as if he is picking the softest one.

"Messiah……"

Lucifer's slender back stiffened, the air exhaled from the freezing room would freeze, the temperature on his back lost its good preservation, and the cold wind blew into his hidden back, taking away the precious warmth.

"I'm not the Messiah, Lucy."

The clear breath was much colder than the temperature here. The man stared indifferently at the Archangel who was suffering the punishment, without the slightest bit of resentment in his eyes, and said as if it was a matter of course.

Lucifer didn't even dare to stiffen this time, his eyes that were opened in fatigue were aching from the cold, Gabriel in front had already fallen asleep with his arms folded, and he couldn't fall asleep for a while, I didn't expect to see the Messiah come to the prison by chance, and even more coincidentally, I found that the Messiah said that he was not the Messiah.

"My God..."

"The quill used by the Messiah last time was yours, Lucy."

The speaking lips moved forward, and the soft breath was unfamiliar but familiar. Lucifer, who was originally surprised, stared blankly in the next moment, just because the Lord spoke softly in his ear.

"Give me one, please?"