novelsmap Chapter 337 New Era
Chapter 337 New Era
As if able to know the other side of the world, Lucifer quietly raised the corners of his lips on the throne of the Pantheon.
The gentleness obscured the coldness in his eyes.
Smiling quietly, after he gave the gift, he seemed to experience the joy of approaching Lucifer as a "Messiah" again, his unfailing feelings were received by the other party, and he no longer refused.
With Lucifer's initial temptation, the light and darkness of the world can indeed be affected by war.Sometimes, weakening the opponent is only the most inferior method. Only when you are truly strong and fearless, can you have the qualification to compete with the enemy.Will, strength, faith, etc., and many other factors have brought unimaginable improvement to the hell side.
There are more and more creatures who believe in darkness, and they no longer suppress it deliberately, but face the darkness in their hearts calmly.
If you want it, get it.
Desire, go for it.
The so-called original sin is mostly the product of the distortion of the mind after repression. When a person can have everything and enjoy everything, who would be jealous, greedy, gluttonous, lazy, angry, and addicted to lust?
What Lucifer advocates is the ideology of human beings who are completely liberated from beliefs from later generations.
freedom of mind.
It is more important than anything and irreplaceable.
The chaotic and disorderly darkness suddenly has its own order, and with its own will to persevere, this is the real growth.The hell demons have survived for many years, but many demons can't tell them what they are living for.The lower the demons are, the more this is the case. When they reach the level of king-level demons, they understand themselves, strengthen their will, and know how to live is what they want.
But other than that, they are very indifferent to the outside world, without the slightest resonance and thoughts of change.Hell has been the same for so many years. In the final analysis, no one feels that there needs to be a change here.
The unchanging pattern did not change until the continuous influx of fallen angels.
They built the royal city, arranged a giant magic circle on the ground, changed the dry and blackened soil, planted special trees and flowers, and even formulated the rules of behavior for the ninth layer of abyss under constant disputes and discussions.For example, it is not allowed to fly or fight around the Temple of Demons, and it is not allowed to trespass on the territories of the Seven Deadly Sins and King-level Demons.
The fallen angels demanded that the demons and them must implement it together. The king-level demon saw that it was all right, and his own interests were also safeguarded.After a few years, the ninth floor's treachery to Hell was lifted up, and the demon finally found out in confusion—how the surroundings have changed so much.
The vast field of vision shrinks little by little, and the bustling royal city replaces a large piece of desolate land. The towering stone pillars form 72 sensational demon bindings, which set off the majestic palace of all demons in the center.
Fallen angels enter and leave the royal city and enter the world on the upper level, and they no longer need to go through the passages controlled by other king-level demons.Satan set up the teleportation array of the Nine Hells in the busiest area of the royal city, from then on the fallen angels could enter and exit hell on their own.
Another location of the teleportation array is the dark Holy See in the mortal world.
Truly realized cross-border transmission.
It's a pity that fallen angels who haven't obtained a permit are not allowed to enter that destination without permission.
Satan protected the safety of the dark Holy See, and made hell the backing of the Holy See's trust.The connection between each other allows the wealth of hell to flow to the mortal world. The dark Holy See is completely concentric with hell, and the number of believers who betrayed the Holy See is decreasing year by year.
At this point, hell began the era of the king of fallen angels.
100 years in hell.
The little saint's son Nabolnir died, and the body of twelve white-winged angels appeared in the mortal world.
Divine light fell from the far end of the sky, bathing Narbonnell's soul.The darkness was cut off by the holy light, and Napoleon gave the Holy See one last look apologetically, then raised his head, he saw his father standing in midair, looking at him tenderly.Stretching out his hand to hold the other party, Nai Bao Nier closed his eyes happily, and the corners of his eyes shone with water that shouldn't be in the soul.
His soul ascended from the dark church to heaven.
At this moment, nearly 1000 years late, he was finally able to reunite with his Father in Heaven.
Different from the resentment speculated by the outside world, a large number of dark believers knelt down on one knee, and there was a dense mass of darkness, and none of them blocked Nabolnir's choice.They saluted the little Holy Son, thanking him for his contribution to staying in the Holy See for so many years.The life of Nai Bo Nier as a "human being" is several times longer than that of the previous little saint Hania. He has both the positions of light and darkness, and the hard work inside is self-evident.
Virtuous people should be respected.
This is the idea that light believers still harbor after converting to dark believers.
"Nair..." Alai was extremely pleased, and his red eyes were soft.He sent away the graceful and calm Messiah, the attached and gentle Haniya, and now the childlike and cunning Narbonnell.
Yarman's nasal voice became heavier, "Now that I'm an adult, Nell should be happy."
Before leaving, Nabilnir was no longer in the form of a child, his body elongated, blending the youthful handsomeness and beauty into one.
Hearing Arman's words, Alai smiled and said, "Why are you crying?"
Arman's dead duck mouth was stiff, and he raised his neck, "I didn't cry! You read it wrong." Even Alai didn't cry, how could he cry.Damn it, is there still a calming effect after being degenerated into a dark elf?Why is Alai, who has a softer personality than him, able to send Neil away with a smile!
"Haha!" Alai laughed indulgently.
"Yarman, why are you crying, Nair just went to heaven, we can meet again!"
The tall dragon youth covered his face with his sleeves, and said in a rough voice: "I know we can meet, but it is death, how can I face it with a normal heart. I have spoiled Nair for so many years, how can I bear to see He died, you know... Every time I send them away, my heart feels like being cut by a knife, so uncomfortable."
Alai froze for a moment, smiled and pulled Arman's arm down.
"Don't cry, His Majesty doesn't want you to feel sad." Alai wiped the corners of Arman's eyes with a gentle expression, which made Arman, who had lived for thousands of years and lost the golden beans, feel even more embarrassed.
"In the future... hiccup, I will try my best not to be sad." Alman hiccupped accidentally.
"Maybe there will be no next time." Alai pursed his lips and said the answer.
Arman stared at a pair of dragon pupils, the majesty of the dragon clan was gone, and he was dumbfounded, "Why isn't there a next time?"
"Because—" Alai pondered, "No means no, I won't tell you the answer, you should know after a while."
Yarman hurriedly asked Alai, but Alai didn't say anything, just waved his hand with a smile, and disappeared as a phantom.Yarman caught nothing, and gritted his teeth in annoyance. Damn Alai, isn't it because he is stronger than him?In the future, I will work hard to become stronger, and let him understand that what he is responsible for is intelligence, and what I am responsible for is force!
Alai's phantom appeared in front of Napoleon's bedroom, pushed open the door, and walked in leisurely.The owner of the dormitory has gone to heaven, but Alai is familiar with every detail and arrangement of the dormitory. Nabel Neal's living environment was created by him and Arman.
Relaxed, comfortable and homey.
In the corner, you can still find the small stool that Navelnier used when he was a child, and there are letters in the cabinet that communicated with heaven. Alai didn't read Nabilnier's privacy, but took them out carefully, Packed in a dust and corrosion resistant treasure chest.Alai was relieved to lock the box, so that it could be left for Narbonnell as a souvenir.
Looking around the dormitory again, Alai's sense of satisfaction turned into a faint sense of disappointment, and he sat on the side of the bed, leaning on the bedpost.
His hands stroked the bedding on the bed, it was soft and smooth, and it had been dried in the sun today.
The child I raised is gone.
I don't know what kind of personality the next child who will come over will have?
There was a little interest in Alai's sad eyes. Nabolnir's successor was Mamen, Haniya's younger brother.Mammon was born with the seven deadly sins. According to the information from hell, the other party is currently studying at the Angel Academy, and was carefully taught and brought up by Lucifer since childhood.
Will such a child be as gentle as Haniya, or as lively as Nabolnir?
With the opportunity of only meeting him once, Alai has no way of distinguishing Mammon's character. He can only be sure that he is an extremely happy child, held in the palm of his parents' hands and doted on.
very nice.
Haniya's eyes flashed before Alai's eyes, clean and bright, full of vitality.Haniya had no playmates since he was a child. He remembered that Haniya wanted a younger brother and sister. Now that this wish has come true, he wondered if Haniya was happy.
Heaven, the eighth heaven of stars.
As soon as the Angel Academy ended, Haniya stood guard not far from the classroom.Not long after, under the intentional or unconscious attention of other little angels, Mammon came out with her textbook in her arms.The pouting child saw Haniya outside, and immediately ran over with a smile on his face, "Brother Haniya!" Haniya happily opened her arms and hugged her baby brother.
Haniya gave him a kiss on the cheek without hesitation, and said softly, "How did you learn today?"
Mammon hung around his neck and said with a smile, "Of course it's no problem!"
Who is he, Lucifer's son, how could he fail to learn basic magic theory!
"That's right, when I'm practicing magic..." On the way back to the palace, Mamen murmured softly in Haniya's arms, "Brother, the teacher won't allow me to practice magic, but only let me meditate by myself."
"Your teacher is also for your own good."
Haniya rubbed his head, this blond hair really looks like him, I don't know how much hair dye was used... Cough.
Mammon pouted again, "I don't like it, I want to play with them."
Haniya's expression became helpless.
There are distinct classes in heaven. Teacher Zhi Angel will subconsciously feel class-like awe when he sees Mamen, and calls him "Your Highness".With such a special background, how could Mammon play with those ordinary little angels.
"There will be opportunities in the future." Haniya coaxed.
Mammon blinked her eyes, buried her head in front of his chest, and replied muffledly, "Yes."