The sea surface was calm and unchanged, and even calmer.

The Lord took them on the boat and had no intention of interfering, as if he was just waiting for an ending.

Feng Rong was a little anxious, but it was not revealed on the surface. Lin Yingkong had been with him all the time, always leaving him, which reduced Feng Rong's anxiety a little.

Only Lucifer sat on the deck silently, without paying attention to anyone.

The Lord would occasionally look at him from afar, but he did not try to get close to him.

On the first night of going to sea, the moon was in the sky and the sea was silent.

Two men suddenly appeared on the deck.

There was only one Lucifer on the deck, and he sat quietly on a recliner, turned his head and glanced at one of the white-clothed men, "Mill."

——That was Michael whom I just met in a villa on the mountain a few days ago.

When Michael saw Lucifer, his face had cracks on his cold face. An accident flashed through his eyes. He couldn't help but walk over quickly and half-squatted in front of Lucifer, "Luci, you...?"

Needless to say, as soon as Michael approached, the power of light on his body automatically reacted, colliding with the breath around Lucifer, blending with each other while fighting each other.

Michael closed his eyes and covered the grief in his eyes.

——His Father, God, finally came to this point.

Lucifer's face was not turbulent, "You should congratulate me, Mir."

Michael was speechless. After all, he had concealed his physical condition about Jehovah for many years, but he hoped from the bottom of his heart that Lucifer could end that hopeless relationship.

Now, Michael looked at the darkness in Lucifer's eyes and had no idea what he should do to be more suitable.

"Lord Lucifer." Another man's voice came from behind Michael.

Lucifer raised his eyes and looked at the man behind Michael.

It was a gentle man with a silver windbreaker hanging down his calves. He wore golden thin-framed glasses, with a gentle temperament and a strong bookish atmosphere. He was tall and outstanding, but he did not act strongly, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

But behind the glasses, there were a pair of eyes that seemed to be filled with clouds and mist, as if thousands of emotions were gathered in it. When you looked closely, you felt that there was nothing in his eyes. If you watched it for a long time, you would even feel a terrifying suffocation from your soul.

Lucifer looked at him coldly, "You should not approach Michael, the supervisor of Nellmierde, and the Angels have no reason to intervene in Nellmierde's curse."

The elegant man, Peculius, pushed his glasses, and his expression did not change at all. "Don't worry, you are not using Michael's intention. We are friends, that's all."

Lucifer sneered, not saying anything.

Michael looked at each other in confusion, and then he explained, "Luci, Peculius is my friend."

"Friend?" Lucifer said coldly: "If you weren't here, you wouldn't have had this disaster."

Peculius paused slightly, "Sorry, I won't let him get into trouble."

Michael frowned, "I don't need your protection, just do what you should do."

Peculiar did not argue with Michael, but just smiled lightly at him.

Lucifer watched their interaction coldly.

Michael was very similar to Jehovah in the past, with a kingdom of heaven but without selfishness. Lucifer himself had enough of the suffering of heart, and wished that Michael would never experience this pain in his life. However, if Michael wants to take over the burden of Jehovah, it is impossible for him to not go this far...

And when Michael survives this disaster, it is the time when the Lord falls.

How many people did the way of heaven leave behind a curse of Neurmierde?

Lucifer couldn't help but sneer.

So what about the gods? It is still an unattainable thing to do against the will of heaven.

Michael frowned slightly, "Luci, you have anger in your heart."

Lucifer said coldly: "My anger has never faded."

From the former deputy king of heaven to the later king of hell, if his temper was not closer to the origin of the power of darkness, how could he be chosen by darkness?

It is precisely because of his flaws that he was used by the way of heaven, rebelled against the will of heaven, and walked step by step on the path paved by the way of heaven.

What's funny is that Lucifer always felt that he was the one who grasped his destiny. In the end, fate slapped him ruthlessly, gave him supreme glory and gave him infinite humiliation.

So what about the God of Darkness? So what about the only god who survived among the first and second generation gods? What he got and couldn't get was not what he wanted.

Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong suddenly got out of the cabin and walked up.

Peculius turned around and nodded slightly to them, "Minister of the Unknown, Assistant Lin."

Feng Rong looked at this elegant man with complicated eyes. He had dealt with the other party several times, but he did not find anything wrong with the other party's identity.

Peculius apologized: "I have a mission and I have to do it. Please forgive me, Minister Secretarius."

Feng Rong just asked in a low voice: "Is everything going to end?"

Peculius paused and said, "It will end."

Feng Rong pursed her lips and looked at Michael, "Your Excellency the Lord is waiting for you below."

"Yes." Michael glanced at Peculu and then stood up.

Lin Yingkong looked back and forth around them with concern, but finally led Michael away.
Chapter completed!