[Comprehensive] Throne of God

"Why hasn't Michael come yet?"

Putting down the official work in hand, Lucifer glanced at the vacant seat, and asked the servant angel.I remembered that when Michael asked for leave yesterday, why he didn't show up today, he didn't give two days off.

"Your Highness, His Highness Michael did not send anyone to notify you."

The long beige-haired angel came from outside the door. Seraph Archangel's palace was always filled with a kind of solemnity and majesty, which made even the accustomed angel dare not be presumptuous, Daqi lowered his head humbly and said.

"Go to him and ask why."

The finger holding the quill was startled, it was rare to see Michael absent from work without reason, Lucifer didn't think much about it, and he would know the reason when the angel brought the news.

When the servant angels went to Seraph Vice Lord's palace, they found that the servant angels there were also confused, only knowing that their Highness hadn't appeared for a whole day.

Several crimson thin-necked crystal bottles were placed around the bathing pool. Golden medicinal liquid flowed out from the long thin necks, dripping into the steaming clear water little by little, and mixed in the water to give off a strong medicinal fragrance.

Michael was lying on the bank of the bathing pool, with a weak expression on his face. There were a few hideous wounds on his originally white and slender back. Washing with warm water would inevitably bring burning pain. How could he go out casually with this appearance.

The long red hair floated loosely on the water surface, Seraph Angel's originally bright eyes were a little tired at this time, and a light halo appeared on his fingers. He was currently treating his burns.For the Dragon Queen's request, he went to the Dragon Cave, and decided to bring Bechymos out alive, but at the last moment of purification, who knew that the Demon Dragon broke free from the magma madly.

Even if he could obtain the body of the holy light through inheritance, he would no longer be rejected by God. Bechymos refused to become the golden holy light dragon.When Michael saw this scene, he naturally refused to allow it, and ended up fighting with the dragon. When Behemoth surrendered, the other party was forced to change from a dragon's body into a human form.

Facing the gray-white long-haired humanoid dragon, before Michael could say anything, he was attacked from behind by an unknown creature. When he was unconscious, he was thrown into the flames, and he was burned after a while. Waking up in pain.Thinking of what happened, Michael gritted his teeth secretly. How could such a shameful incident let the other angels know who actually attacked him.

mortal world.

"What to do, are you okay?"

Crying with teary eyes, the little girl lay beside a deep purple giant dragon, her delicate and petite nose was already a little red, she ignored her hair that had been burnt by the dragon's cave, and looked helplessly at the other's bleeding wound, thinking Where he wanted to heal but couldn't do anything, the hot blood like magma was particularly dazzling.

"Leviathan, I'm not dead yet. Have you cried enough? If you cry any longer, I really want to die."

He lifted his eyelids feebly. Bechymos turned into a prototype state only to dissipate some heat. He looked helplessly at the little girl's tears, but whose tears were so cruel that his dragon scales could directly corroded.Leviathan wiped away his tears in a panic, looked at the dragon scales that had been dripped out with a guilty conscience, and stood in front of Bechymos, wriggling his fingers, "What to do, it's not a matter of death or not, I sneak attacked Michael, who knows it's still a step too late."

Thinking of what he saw before, Chaos Dragon wanted to cry again, wiping his nose and tears, and choked up the problem.Compared with angels, Leviathan, the first dragon in the world, knows more things. Of course, she understands some taboos that cannot be violated. For example, if an adult dragon is surrendered by a foreign race, it must submit to the other party.

When he was in heaven, Bechymos really lost to Lucifer, but he was underage at that time, so this didn't count, and this incident made Leviathan rejoice for a long time.

"Don't say any more!"

"I managed to sneak out of Beria on the third day, thinking that there was enough time. I didn't know he would be in the Dragon Cave. Didn't you say that only dragons can enter the Dragon Cave?"

Knowing that Bechymos was also getting irritable, Leviathan's tone softened a little, and he squatted in front of Bechymos depressedly, poking his finger at the grass on the ground to vent.

"The only way now is to make Michael willing to let go of the control. You can do it yourself. If there is a solution, please let me know. I should go back after being out for so long. If Beria can't find me, I will be in trouble. "

"You like Beria?"

Seeing the girl who patted herself up, Bechymos' dragon beard trembled, and the huge dragon body began to shrink slowly. A man with long gray hair appeared on the grass, his bare legs were covered with burns. The scorched marks made it inconvenient for him to stand up, but the coldness in the dragon's eyebrows made Leviathan a little puzzled.

"Yeah, I like him. He will give me food, buy me something to play with, and take me out to see the scenery."

Happily holding his face and laughing, Leviathan recalled what Archangel Li had done for him, his heart was as sweet as melted candy, and he was indescribably happy.

"That's why I bought you?" You stupid dragon who is greedy for food and fun!

The breath stuck in his throat, and Bechymos felt his veins throbbing. He thought he had done these things before, why did Leviathan have a soft spot for Beria.Moreover, angels don't understand love at all, and heaven is bound by the seven virtues set by God. Leviathan's mind is doomed to be unrequited.

"The food in hell is always barbecue. The devil's skin is so hard, it's super unpalatable."

Rolling his eyes, Leviathan didn't want to recall the food in hell. Every time he went there, he would pick a few magic apples to eat at most. Most of the other things were poisonous, and even the Chaos Dragon had diarrhea from eating them.

Saying goodbye to the demon dragon who seemed to be recovering, Leviathan bounced and walked to the position of heaven, but she returned to the fifth Martian sky excitedly, and the first news she got was that Belia was going to go to heaven. Northern Angel Prison.His cheeks puffed up in depression. Leviathan hated hearing about Samael the most during this time. He really didn't understand how Beria liked to go to that desolate prison.

Are companions really more important than Leviathan...

Rolling on his bed mournfully, Leviathan took out a pink book from under the pillow. The smooth touch all indicated a kind of peeled skin, but the Chaos Dragon, who never cared about good and evil, didn't care at all. A page that is bookmarked has a love story written in the language of the devil.

If you want to get the other person's heart, you must first get the other person's body.

Scratching her head in distress, Leviathan looked down at her small body, and decisively gave up this method, and she didn't know the consequences of violating the seven virtues. She didn't want Beria to be punished.Dragons have always been loyal to their own desires, but they are also willing to suppress their desires for those they like, so after thinking about it, Leviathan made a fist and decided on one thing.

"Okay, try to climb into Beibei's bed tonight, let him get used to himself first."

In Angel Prison in the north, Beria, who was chatting with Asmodeus, sneezed, his brows slightly raised, and he wondered if Leviathan was saying something bad again.

"What's wrong, Bella?"

Asmodeus glanced at the other party lightly, a little surprised at his companion's reaction, how could the angel sneeze for no reason.The deputy warden gracefully picked up a piece of cut fruit and ate it. It happened that Samuel was not here today, so naturally he came out to entertain Beria.

"It's nothing, it's probably because Leviathan stayed in the palace and complained."

Belial, who came back to his senses, shook his head, lazily picked up a cup of scented tea and drank it. He had long been accustomed to Leviathan's behavior, but His Royal Highness the Son recently deserves some attention.

"Have you seen the Messiah lately? There seems to be something wrong with him."

"Messiah?"

Eyebrow raised slightly, Asmodeus has always stayed here and seldom went out, and even the affairs of the sixth heaven were transferred here to deal with, so he was not very fond of the Holy Son who often traveled between the eighth heaven and the fourth heaven. learn.Besides, I have never heard of Messiah walking out of heaven, so what can happen to him as the Son of God.

"Well, it looks very strange. Every day, I go to Metatron's place to be in a daze, but don't say anything."

He didn't even go to the academy very often, and he was not at all like the usual conscientious headmaster, which made many little angels start to worry.Facing Asmodeus' doubts, Beria shrugged his shoulders. Yesterday, even Messiah's adjutant Achill came to him and begged him to relieve His Highness.

The eighth sidereal day.

The lighted incense wafted a light floral scent, and Metatron was enjoying the afternoon, flipping through the next page of the book with his slender fingers, and opposite him was the Messiah who had come frequently recently.Occasionally raising his head to look at the confused expression of the blond man, the Archangel Wisdom said that he was used to it. He has been like this for a while, and the angel who didn't know thought he had made a mistake.

"You don't ask me anything?"

"What do you want to say, I listen."

Returning to reality from a state of confusion, Messiah looked at the other party's calm expression with melancholy, while Metatron replied in his usual calm tone.

"Do you think the memory of any living being is important?"

"Very important."

How can memory be unimportant, it records the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of a living being, from the beginning to the end, each memory is unique.

"Then what is the reason for abandoning memory...?"

"Because it doesn't matter anymore."

Turning another page calmly, Metatron replied casually while reading the book.

"Then what is the purpose of giving the memory to others?"

"..."

Surprised by the origin of this question, Metatron restrained his casual attitude just now, and looked at the other party's expression. Each of these questions was more strange than the other.

"I can't answer this, maybe because I don't remember it, but I hope someone else can remember it."

"is that so……"

Muttering in a low voice, Messiah recalled his long-faded memories in a trance. The time is too long. In fact, he has forgotten a lot of those human experiences, and the rest is just a nostalgia.