The Entirety Of Hell Knows That Satan Has A Lover Chapter 89: City
Chapter 89
After Lucifer read the letter, Samuel asked, "Your Majesty, do you need to reply?"
Lucifer didn't want to reply to the letter at first, but then he thought about it, Michael would ask about the whereabouts of Yahweh in this way, maybe he couldn't find Yahweh in heaven, and he couldn't find God either. If Michael, a man with a rich imagination, indulges his wild guesses, he may think of the connection between Yahweh and God.
With a wave of his hand, he took out a quill, and at an angle that Samael couldn't see, he wrote down the reply letter from his former boss to his former subordinate with interest.
I believe Michael who received the letter will be very moved.
I haven't greeted him with "love" for a long time, and I don't know if he has grown up over the years.
After the spies from **** delivered the letter to heaven in various ways, it was already the third day that Seraph Archangel Michael received the reply. In the past three days, he couldn't eat or sleep well, and his energy was sluggish at a speed visible to the naked eye. His eyes, which were radiant in the past, were always absent-minded. This situation lasted until the moment he received the letter.
He jumped out of his seat and neatly took the letter from the attendant.
Ignoring the devastated expression of "Your Highness, Your Majesty!" on the faces of the cherubs' attendants, Michael opened the letter and read it, while walking back to the administrative palace of Archangel Seraphim, dragging the cumbersome and complicated robes on him It's easy to step on it if you don't pay attention.
Seeing Satan's handwriting on it clearly, Michael just tightened his heart, and then he saw clearly what Satan wrote.
"What!"
Yahweh is pregnant! Stay in the palace of **** to raise a baby!
Michael was so frightened by the thunder that he didn’t say anything. It also said that God had visited **** and beat **** to pieces, asking if heaven would compensate.
Michael: "..."
Can survive under the bombardment of God, his former boss is terrible.
The name on the pen is Lucifer.
But he saw a row of small but elegant fonts at the bottom—I miss you a bit, come to hell?
Under the sluggishness of the cherubs' attendants, they saw that the beloved Seraph stepped on the corner of his robe and fell to the ground.
Michael can be crushed with a single letter, only Lucifer can do this. Just as Michael knew Lucifer well, so he dared to send a letter to Samael to ask about Yahweh, Lucifer also knew Michael better than anyone else, and unceremoniously revealed the "truth" to make him accept the facts.
Michael held his breath in his throat and couldn't get up or down.
Damn it, why did he cover up this matter for Lucifer! God knows it all, why should he keep it a secret!
In the days that followed, Michael waited in fear for God's return.
One day.
Two days, three days.
The great sanctuary of God is still open, without a **** inside.
He began to wonder if God had killed Yahweh, or settled accounts with Lucifer in hell.
Michael sat in the palace scratching his head, and finally the brave side of his character prompted him to do one thing - skip work.
When Metatron learned that Archangel Seraph had granted himself an indefinite leave of absence, and that he had nowhere to go, resulting in the inability to hand over the work of Archangel Seraph and Archangel Cheri, the feather on Metatron's hand The pen was broken with a click, and he said in disbelief, "He dares to skip work!"
The cherub who sent the news lowered his head and clicked his tongue in his heart. It was the first time he saw His Royal Highness Metatron get angry.
Since Heaven has lost so many companions of Seraphim, the official duties have been shared among the three of them. Michael has the heaviest responsibility, taking on Lucifer's past responsibilities, followed by him and Gabriel. I thought Michael would be able to work conscientiously after becoming Archangel Seraph, but I didn't expect Metatron to receive the news that he ran away!
Metatron put his fingers on his forehead and said with anger: "Bring his official duties here!"
The cherubic sympathizes with the boss this time.
His Highness Metatron is too gentle, if it were His Highness Lucifer back then, Michael's leg would be broken.
Entrance to the gates of hell.
Michael spent a lot of money to sign up with the devil, and checked the most expensive seven-day tour.
He carefully looked at the clauses and confirmed that the parchment contract had the words "Personal Safety Guaranteed".
Following the sightseeing tour group organized by the devil, he wore a cloak, covered his red hair tightly, and walked into the gate of **** with an appearance more like a devil than a devil. The gate of **** is enjoying the painting of fallen angels, and it is so comfortable that it does not care about the personnel checking in and out.
Unbeknownst to it, the Archangel of Heaven slipped into Hell.
This kind of excitement made Michael's eyes shine, and then he saw the exaggerated space crack not far away.
In an instant he gasped.
This crack in space that stretches for thousands of miles and has no end can't be opened even by him!
The demon still said to them triumphantly: "This is the attack of our queen, he just played a little coquettish with our majesty, and then he launched this attack." After accidentally saying the forbidden words , the devil immediately changed the subject and stopped talking about the queen.
Michael's expression was blank, acting like a baby?
He was a little confused by the matter, Lucifer said that the attack was done by God, but the devil said that the attack was done by the queen?
With a confused mood, Michael walked into the nine levels of **** that had never been before. There are new buildings everywhere. It can be seen that the **** has undergone a thorough transformation before it has the prosperity it is today. . The road under their feet is very well paved, and there are many domesticated monsters walking on the road, dragging gorgeous carriages.
The demon leading the group saw the eagerness of these outside creatures, and said with a smile: "You have to pay to ride in the carriage, does any of you want to try it?"
Michael immediately handed over the money.
A few minutes later, he saw the demon leading an old carriage with a blank face. The monster at the head was short and small, and even sneezed. The passengers who spent a huge amount of gold coins all looked angry, but unfortunately this is the territory of the devil, they dared not speak out and got into this carriage.
Michael fully experienced the double definition of devil's stinginess and extravagance along the way.
They are stingy to others and extravagant to themselves!
Michael's teeth hurt when he thought of the leader of all the demons, that is, the once glorious His Highness Lucifer.
Actually, His Highness was also so stingy when he was in charge of finances.
When the tour group reaches the fifth level of hell, it is forbidden to go any further. The devil is about to send these guys away, but finds that there is one person missing!
He turned pale with shock, "Hurry up and find someone, we have signed the highest protection agreement with him!"
The devil's companion came in surprise, and he didn't take it seriously at first, just wandering around and adding fertilizer to hell. As soon as they heard that there was a protection agreement in the contract, they immediately gathered around, "The highest protection agreement? Such an expensive price, is there really someone who is taken advantage of and willing to pay?"
The fifth level of **** began to look for Michael.
Michael held a precious map of hell, looking for the direction to the lower hell.
Unfortunately, the world-transmitting gate is near the residence of the ruler of the fifth level of hell. Michael thought he couldn't avoid him, so he simply ran over.
In his own palace, Samael is severely stimulated.
"Michael!"
The moment he saw the red-haired angel taking off his cloak, he grasped the spear of judgment tightly, and stood up from his seat with a livid face. The last time it was Atredis, this time it was Michael. The **** tour group really brought in many old acquaintances.
If Michael doesn't tell why he came to hell, he will give the other party a heartbreak!
Michael's smile was still there, but his eyes were cold, "It's a private matter for me to come to hell, you can take me to the palace."
Samael sat back calmly when he heard that he was looking for His Majesty.
"I refuse. Rather than letting you go to the ninth floor of hell, I think the **** rift where prisoners are confined is more suitable for you."
"...I paid the money."
"What do you mean?"
"I paid a lot of money and signed a contract. If you don't let me leave **** safely within seven days, it means that you in **** have violated the contract."
Michael focused on the "money", and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and Samael's complexion on the opposite side sank. There are three types of travel agreements, one is a no-life security agreement, the other is a time-limited security agreement, and the last one is an agreement signed only with a few living beings, and the signers are protected before leaving hell.
But this kind of treaty is generally used for people who come to visit relatives in hell! Michael obviously signed this kind of agreement without going through an identity check!
Greedy demons have gone against their will again!
Samael's heart was grim, and after a little hesitation on his face, he replied: "Okay."
Your Majesty's actions are not within the bounds of the contract.
The depths of the Ninth Hell.
Don't look at Michael's toughness in front of Samuel, as soon as he came to the palace of hell, he was beating his heart, and he didn't walk up the stairs for a long time. The palace in front of him was magnificent, surrounded by seventy-two stone pillars soaring into the sky, carved with various forms of demons on them, making Michael feel a strange coercion.
He knew at a glance that Lucifer enjoyed an excellent experience in hell, no worse than in heaven.
Samael said indifferently: "There is still time to go now."
Michael smiled, "Samael is still soft-spoken, yes, Gabriel has always missed you, and so has Hetty."
Leave this sentence to shake the opponent, and he stepped up the ladder.
Michael's long red hair burned like a flame in hell, living up to the name of the flame angel, he used his own power to expel the eroding darkness. On the open platform at the top of the stairs, he stopped admiring the exquisite magic circles, and looked straight through the palace gate, facing the black figure on the throne.
"Long time no see, Lucifer."
"Long time?"
Michael put down the memories surging in his mind, ignored Lucifer's rhetorical question, and said in the identity of the heavenly camp: "I will not hurt Yahweh, where is Yahweh, can I see you."
The next second.
His rock-solid stance shattered.
On the throne, Lucifer didn't mention Yahweh in a word, but spit out the events of tens of thousands of years ago in a cool and low voice, "Michael, you prevented me from going to the Great Church back then, and you used my Teach you swordsmanship, use the magic that I guide you against me, you already know the reason..."
Michael deceived himself and said, "What are you talking about?"
Lucifer smiled and gracefully stepped down from the throne. After summing up what he had guessed these days, it was easy to conclude that Michael was an insider.
"The taste of remorse, is it comfortable...my dear adjutant."
Michael froze.
Before Michael's soul came out of his body in shock, a cold voice stopped Lucifer from going forward to exert psychological pressure, and he was called the savior.
"Don't bully Michael."