"Haniya is fine."

After a joy, Lucifer said in his lover's ear.

Lucifer relaxed and snorted: "Well, but your Holy See is too bad, and even the Demon Lord can't defend against it." He believed the Messiah's words, but he was still a little angry about Hania's injury in the Holy See. If Hania was by Leviathan, Leviathan was a Chaos Dragon of the Seraphic class, and no Demon Lord dared to seek death in front of her.

Lucifer did not refute Lucifer on these trivial matters and gently tidied up his clothes. At this time, Lucifer had not stood up yet. He lay on the wide seat, bent his one leg, and leaned on Lucifer's knee, revealing a lazy style that rarely appears.

Lucifer held his back with his hands and approached him and asked, "Do you want to take a shower?"

"Let's wait." Lucifer didn't want to move, his eyes fell on the official business piled up on the table, but his fingertips were numb, and his handwriting was easy to write problems. Lucifer had a heart-to-heart touch and immediately pulled back the table he pushed away, held Lucifer's common pen, and fully utilized his ability to write, "I'll correct it for you, you can rest for a while."

Lucifer looked at him in surprise as if he had written a god, and quickly solved the official duties of Seraph Serpent.

"You helped me last time."

Lucifer raised his upper body, leaned his jaw against the Messiah's shoulder, and his eyes looked at the other party's writing from time to time. Occasionally he would answer the Messiah's uncertainty. Under this question and answer, the paper of official business became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Lucifer was tired of writing, he turned his head and asked for a kiss. The other person's lips were soft and sweet, and soon changed from light to bright red. He happily accelerated his writing speed, and his lover was behind him. The more beautiful the office taste was. Lucifer closed his eyes, his arms wrapped around his chest, feeling the beating heart under his palm.

The atmosphere was ambiguous and warm, and Lucifer was still a little reluctant to leave after solving these things.

He heard Lucifer's sound of falling asleep, "Have you done it?"

"Luxi, go to the bedside." Lucifer turned around and wanted to hug him. Lucifer slapped his hand away, stretched out a tidal that was indecent to him, and put his shoes off from his seat, "I can walk by myself."

Lucifer's feet were on the ground, and his private parts were slightly sore, but they did not prevent him from walking. The first thing he did when he returned to the bedroom was to get his clothes, and then warned the Messiah not to follow him and go to the bathing place alone.

Lucifer was extremely regretful. It seemed that Lucifer really wanted to sleep and didn't want to waste time in the bath. After cleaning his body as quickly as possible, Lucifer came back in a thin robe, while Lucifer had already slept on the bed to warm the bed for him. Lucifer was amused by his consciousness, "If you don't go back to Jupiter, what are you sleeping here?"

Lucifer hugged the lover who was crawling into the bedding and said contentedly: "I miss you, I can't bear to leave."

Lucifer was mostly immune to love words and advised: "Don't sleep too darkly. Go back early. My god may pay attention to Hania's affairs." Lucifer responded vaguely, "Yes." In fact, there is no need to worry. God has been paying attention to the Complete Process and has no intention of helping Hania.

Lucifer also knew God's temper, sighed and fell asleep quietly.

When he was confused, he felt his robe being lifted open, and his fingers pushed the Messiah. When he found that he could not push, he could not help but obey the other party. Lucifer sighed comfortably from his throat, and did not move much, but just stayed quietly in his warm body. This is the most enjoyable thing in the world. Lucifer held Lucifer, who was asleep in his arms, wondering when he could accept the demonic self.

It's very difficult, but you have to try it no matter how difficult it is.

Sleeping came, Lucifer forgot these worries, forgot his destiny, and hugged his beloved angel to spend his dream together.

That night, Lucifer slept very sweetly at first, but later he felt like something was pressing against it, like an octopus wrapped around his body. He couldn't bear it anymore and pulled the other person's hair, "Messiah, let me go..." But it was not the Messiah who made a low voice. Lucifer suddenly woke up and saw not the silver-haired son, but the black-haired fallen angel. The other person had just woken up and looked at him.

Lucifer decisively grabbed the demon's neck and threw him out of the bed.

The dream was broken, and the final impression left was that the black-haired man sat up from the carpet and was as noble as sitting on a throne. He looked at Lucifer helplessly, as if Lucifer had overturned him to the ground.

Lucifer didn't feel too much, and he just regretted that he had no time to deal with him, and the demon came to him unknowingly.

After admitting his wrong lover repeatedly, Lucifer had no hope of his perception, so he decided to practice again when he had time, and... he must not let the Messiah know what was happening in the dream!

Lucifer, who woke up, put aside these bad worries and wanted to get up, but was attracted by the frown of Messiah. Lucifer touched the other person's brows and smoothed the frown. Messiah's silver eyelashes moved slightly, and a pair of clear light blue eyes imprinted into Lucifer's gaze. There seemed to be stars in the sky, and a trace of indescribable melancholy.

Lucifer had to admit his lover's ability to pretend to be pure. When he opened his eyes, even he could not help but feel that his eyes were as naive as a child. But there was a premise... the part of the Messiah buried in his body would not react accordingly.

"Messiah, your vacation is three days, not four days..." Lucifer grabbed his shoulder before he made some moves, and smiled as flowers bloomed. "Are you sure you have to continue delaying?"

Violating the administrative rules of heaven, the annual salary deducted can instantly turn people into paupers.

Lucifer was depressed.

If he continues to be poor, he will not be able to give Lucifer a gift.

The advantage of becoming the Son of Heaven is that his annual salary has been upgraded to a level with Lucifer. The cruelty is that Lucifer's account is constantly struggling on the extreme poverty line. His income and expenditure cannot be equal, but he is planning to push down the palace of the Lord Angel and rebuild it, unable to bear to live in a second-hand place.

Lucifer had no objection to this. As long as the Messiah could afford crystal coins, no matter what size the palace he planned to build.

In heaven, all specifications and supplies lost their caps in their class.

"Don't expect me to lend you money." Lucifer kissed his cheek. A hidden hobby was to watch the Messiah make money. Who made the Messiah spend money like water? Most of them even paid for Samar's debts. He deserved to be so poor.

Lucifer gave him a "gentle" gift.

He took a hard bite of Lucifer's cheek, as if he had bitten soft tofu. Not to mention how good the taste was, the bright tooth marks immediately destroyed the perfection of the face.

Lucifer was stunned.

Lucifer quickly got out of here before he got angry and disappeared like a wind.

After more than ten meters of distance, Lucifer's angry voice came from afar, "Messiah! Get out of here!"

After leaving his lover's palace, Lucifer had already sorted out his appearance when he escaped, and was an elegant and graceful son in the starry sky. No, wrong setting! Lucifer restrained his charm and expression, and returned to the original pure beauty of "Lucyphir", which was also God's favorite appearance.

The end of walking in the Star Heaven so openly was that Lucifer was called by God before he could return to Jupiter Heaven. He thought that if he didn't go back, the adjutant would become an ant on the hot pan. Lucifer asked the teleportation array's angel to bring him a message, "Tell Tobias, I'll go to see God and go back later." After that, he opened the teleportation array leading to the Crystal Heaven, and his figure lost its trace under the light.

Lucifer used various magic to adjust his appearance and mental state to ensure that there was no trace of indulgence.

Another tough battle is going to be fought later.

There are only a few reasons for God to summon him, checking his learning progress, checking his piano skills, and brainwashing in language arts. Lucifer wanted to seal his memory under God's torture and let him admire God in all kinds of pretentious ways.

"Today's Qinyi is a little more impetuous."

God sat upright on the throne, listening to the piano that Lucifer was not willing to play for him at all.

Lucifer forced himself to forget the grievances of his previous life and put them into his mood when he was Lucifer. He looked at his slender fingers on the strings, and the aftermath of the strings remained on his fingertips, "My god, my heart is not calm."

"Why?" God looked into his eyes.

Lucifer lowered his eyelids, not exposing his eyes to God's sight, "I'm very worried about Hania."

When he heard Hania's name, God no longer had the intention of asking questions and said in a general interest: "You are already the Son of the Holy Son, and you have got rid of the human mortal mortality and are even more different from Hania. You don't need to let the mortal world get intoxicated with your state of mind and maintain your original state."

Lucifer calmly, "Yes."

Tsk, he suddenly felt that Haniya was a powerful tool to change the topic.

"Messiah, show me the magic you have learned recently." God must be the best teacher when he is bored. Magic is probably as simple and clear as a toy to him.

Lucifer obeyed his orders and used some meticulous magic. The beams of light brought by these magic disappeared less than half a meter in front of God, and could not even splash a ripple. As time passed, Lucifer's eyes were solemn and he no longer regarded this as a joke. The magic released in his hand increased its strength and its level suddenly reached a new level.

This is a rare time to actively attack the gods!

Especially not fighting back!

Lucifer was excited inside, and the blood on his body boiled, driving the divine power in this body.

The sharp magic mixed with a trace of gold in the blazing light. When he saw the gold, the God on the throne raised his hand. The magic that came with a terrifying momentum reached the level of forbidden spell. If it was not blocked, it would be enough to destroy the entire Great Hall!

"Puff--" It seems like the sound of bubbles being pierced.

Lucifer used most of the power in his body to attack the magic, which dissipated under the palm of God. No! It did not disappear. He looked closely and saw a ball of energy crystal compressed into the size of a thumb floating in front of God.

God commented very realistically: "It's not bad." He pointed at the crystal and it was completely shattered.

Lucifer: "…"

The power of the Son could not hurt God at all. Lucifer could sense that this path was blocked from the beginning. The magic contained the power of the same origin. As the Son, he could never hurt the true master of the divine blood. He thought about whether the power of the body could break through the limit. If he didn't beat God once, he wouldn't even breathe out today!

God saw him in a daze and said kindly: "Continue."

Lucifer gritted his teeth, "Yes."

Lucifer, who had a strong sense of self-esteem, had given up his sacrifice. Even if his power was exhausted, he had to let the god who had killed him stand up from his seat! If he could not kill the Lord, he would destroy the Great Hall into a slag!

In this situation, Lucifer understood Lucifer's idea in his dream. He couldn't beat up anyone, and it would be great to demolish the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons.

Today's Great Hall has lost its quietness, and the constant roar has become the main theme. The riot airflow that appears inside even breaks open the door of the hall. The radius of the Great Hall has become an extremely depressing energy circle, and the sky emits a faint lightning and thunder. Lucifer has never felt the power of God so clearly. Is this the difference between God and creation?

Nothing!

This is just a crush on the weak by the strong!

He can no longer be described as a simple god when he reaches the level of God. Seven Days of Creation/World, looking at countless worlds, there are countless gods who can create a main plane, but there are only a handful of gods. God is the supreme god, the Creation/World God. His power is so powerful that even if he sits in the Great Hall of the Crystal Sky, he can still make the light and darkness of the whole world lose balance, and darkness wail in his extremely cold sight.

Lucifer felt the oppressive force on his body, and the magic blurred his eyes, and the sound of sweet blood had already flowed out of his throat. He was like the day he returned to Angel Square and saw the only God when he took action.

Mixed with the horror of the gods, after the gods descended, he was shot into the bottomless abyss with one blow.

Bone-broken despair.

Michael could not beat him, and the Messiah was not worth worrying. Lucifer had been proud of his strength for countless years, and had never tried the taste of failure. And when he tasted failure, it was the most painful time in Lucifer's life.

Lucifer doesn't want to lose, along with his past, along with this damn fate!

Lord!

Stand up from the throne for me!

The souls were all moaned under the force of the body. Lucifer's talent has always been unparalleled. He used the deepest understanding of power in his previous life and the strongest blow that he could use with his Messiah identity at present! The light covering the sky and avoiding the earth pierced the Great Hall, the crystal ground cracked open unbearably, and the shimmering Great Holy Pool was shattered and washed over the wall!

On the throne, God showed his surprise for the first time at the magic.

This look of breaking cold was submerged under the light, and even the holy light before God was not as dazzling as it was at this time.

Magic, the most important source of will.

A heart that wants to win can overcome all distances and attack the throne of the gods!

With a bang, the imperial throne broke.

God sensed his will, stood up, and gently scolded under the devastating magic, "Stop, Messiah." This sentence was a word of law. Lucifer accepted the name of the Messiah in this life, and was controlled by God together with this name. The magic released by Lucifer was interrupted by invisible power, and the backlash shock made him retreat.

His chest became stuffy and he finally vomited a mouthful of blood.
To be continued...