The Entirety Of Hell Knows That Satan Has A Lover Chapter 108: Extra: Two or three things about losing the vest
Extra: Two or three things about losing the vest (7)
Mammon thought wildly for a while, but she didn't notice that there was an extra person in the palace after returning.
Selah's joyful voice interrupted his distraction, "Father!"
Mammon looked up and saw Sera, like the little beast that was attached to them before, threw herself into the arms of the silver-haired beauty. The queen's beauty has been spread all over **** in these years. While the devil covets Satan, he unknowingly falls under the queen's face. It was not the first time for Mammon to see Yahweh, but she was still amazed by Yahweh's existence.
The simple and rare silver hair and golden eyes may not be a big deal, but if you search carefully in the Three Realms, there are still guys who meet the standards. What is more prominent about Yawei is a kind of cold dignity. In front of him, anyone can't help but speak softly, as if afraid of being rude.
Mammon also bowed her head obediently to show respect.
Yawei tidied up her daughter's messy hair and let her play by herself, "Don't come back too late."
Selah kissed Yawei on the cheek.
Then she imitated her father's tone and said happily: "Xiangxiang."
Yawei: "..."
Mamon looked at the sky and the earth, pretending not to hear.
It turns out that this is how His Majesty usually flirts with the Queen?
When leaving the palace, Mammon subconsciously looked behind, Yahweh turned his back to him, and walked towards the apse. The figure of the other party was slender, with silver hair reaching to the ground, and the black clothes could not wear the slightest sense of darkness. He is like the light stepping into the darkness, and like the day dispelling all darkness. Even though he lives in Satan's palace, he is not Satan's subordinate.
Is he... really God?
When this sentence flew through Mamen's mind, the silver-haired beauty in her sight paused abruptly, and looked sideways at Mamen, her golden eyes seemed to be stained with divinity, as if wondering why a demon Suddenly calling the name of God.
He, he, he heard it!
Absolutely heard it!
Mammon quickly suppressed her mental breakdown to the minimum, and lowered her head in fear.
This trick is very effective for dodging torture.
Sure enough, the Queen looked away and stopped paying attention to Mammon's departure.
Selah pulled Mamen, "Mamen, let's go." Mamen was dragged down the steps of the palace by her in a daze.
After that, Mammon didn't have any intention of playing at all, so he found an excuse to distract Sera, and he rushed towards the teleportation circle, as if there was some terrible thing chasing behind his ass. The demons lined up in front of the teleportation formation all cursed out of the way, making room for Mammon to teleport. As soon as he entered, he directly slapped the rune teleportation number leading to the fifth level of hell.
He can fool the Queen, but he can't fool Satan, so Samuel must be notified of this matter!
The black light of the teleportation array lights up!
Mammon rushed to Samael's territory as fast as he could in his life. If he was a little slower, Satan might notice that he was not in the ninth level of hell, and then check his memory further.
The attendants of the fallen angels exclaimed, covering the stacked official affairs with both hands, and their bodies were almost knocked to the ground by Mammon.
Mamen didn't care so much, kicked open the door of the temple, "Samael!"
Samael's face turned cold.
He is not working at the moment, but is holding a cup of tea and reading a book, much more leisurely than before, "Mammon, it seems that I will put you in a place dedicated to teaching demon etiquette, so that you can learn the correct address. "
With a bang, Mamen forcibly closed the temple door, blocking the fallen angel attendants from outside.
"There is not so much time, hurry up, enchantment!"
“…”
Samael sighed, raised his hand, and released the enchantment covering the palace.
"I'm going to die. Before I die, you must believe my words." Mammon's panic broke out at this moment, and she hugged Samael's leg and cried bitterly. Samuel's cleanliness flared up, and he tried his best to make his face less disgusted. This is his son, even if he is not his own, he has been raised for so many years.
You must know that if Your Majesty did not have Serra, Mammon would have been directly raised by His Majesty instead of being thrown to him.
The greed of the seven deadly sins is enough to be his son of Samael.
"Mammon, speak up if you have something to say."
"His Royal Highness is not a Seraph, absolutely not!"
"Oh?"
Samael didn't think he could know any secrets, but he became a little interested when he heard about it.
Mamen didn't dare to talk about God directly, and said excitedly: "His Royal Highness is the highest one in heaven, I don't know why he came to hell, and I don't know that His Majesty is not clear about his identity, but he It is very likely that the real deity is here!"
Samael was stunned, "Who are you talking about, Messiah? Michael?"
Mammon wanted to grab him by the collar.
There was a swallowing sound in his throat, and he roared hysterically, "It's a god! Your Royal Highness is a god!"
Samael: "..."
The palace was silent for a while.
Samail touched Mamen's head, "Mamen, I know you have read many books about Wangcheng, so you should understand that it was God who sent His Majesty to **** and deprived His Majesty of the creation ceremony. Your identity in heaven, your speculation is completely nonsense."
Mammon wants to cry but has no tears.
"Besides, don't underestimate Your Majesty." Samuel said in a cold voice, rationally analyzing, "If he really has this level of identity, His Majesty will not be ignorant, and he will not let him become a queen."
Gritting her teeth, Mammon told about Sera's ability to speak.
Samael didn't care anymore.
"Spirit of speech? That's all His Majesty teasing His Royal Highness Serra. His Royal Highness Serra doesn't have this power at all."
"I'm sure Yan Ling has succeeded!"
"Maybe it was an accident, how can you be sure that the word spirit was released by His Royal Highness Sera?"
"You made me a cake!"
Mammon smashed the table angrily, and spoke out the spiritual content of Sera's speech and his own feelings in one go. There was a tendency that Samuel didn't believe him, and they would kill each other.
This time Samuel didn't say anything to refute, but frowned, thinking about the past few days.
He did appear to be acting out of character.
"Is there any other evidence?"
"Your Majesty deleted my memory once, isn't that considered evidence! The most important thing is that His Majesty the Empress can hear my heartfelt voice. As soon as I thought of God's name in my heart, he turned back to me in response. At that time, I was almost scared to kneel!"
Mammon became more and more restless, "Trust me, I won't make fun of this kind of thing!"
Samael was also very shocked.
The outside world doesn't know, how could he not know, only the gods in the Three Realms can listen to the voices of believers, even His Royal Highness Lucifer back then couldn't know who was calling him in his heart at a single thought.
Unless Yahweh possesses the omnipotent power of a **** and walks the world for God.
Or——
The true identity of Yahweh is God!
Long ago, he was wondering about one thing, why God would allow His Majesty to be with Yahweh.
The creatures in **** thought that His Majesty made God compromise.
But will God compromise?
Samael's fingers trembled, thinking along this line of thought, there was a problem with the Creation Ceremony back then. If God rejected His Royal Highness Lucifer, why did he keep His Royal Highness Lucifer's face so that he would not be corrupted by the demonic energy of hell? If God really wanted to praise the Messiah, why did he let the Messiah be placed among the angels? The antithesis of him, let him cause turmoil in heaven?
It doesn't make sense at all.
One thing after another, the things that were suppressed in the bottom of my heart surfaced, causing an uproar.
Samael lowered his eyes, "Mamen, go back to the ninth level of hell, don't think about it until His Majesty asks about it."
Mamen was stunned, completely unexpected that he would have such an attitude.
"We should take revenge!"
The standard demonic thinking circuit should be—to expose the identity of Yahweh, discredit Yahweh, and then detonate Satan's resentment against God.
Finally achieve the goal: Hell dominates the world.
"You are too young." Samuel looked at Mamen with complicated eyes, "Many things are not as simple as you think."
After driving Mammon back to the ninth level of hell, Samael stood up and walked to the other companions. Now that the seven deadly sins are all in place, the dark power of **** has reached its peak, and both demons and fallen angels are fighting high. Judging by Mammon's attitude, he has been instilled with such thoughts by other demons around him since he was a child.
But the jihad is still going on tepidly.
It seems that His Majesty has no interest in jihad since marrying the queen.
As the prime minister of hell, this is what worries Beelzebub. Even during vacations, he can't help but think about the situation in hell. Without His Majesty participating in the battle, it will be much more difficult for Hell to break through Heaven. His wish is to make Heaven surrender to Hell one day!
Hehe, the faces of those angels will look better when the time comes.
Beelzebub thought more and more happily.
Suddenly, the cold voice of the "creditor" came from behind: "Beelzebub, you are in a good mood recently."
Beelzebub felt a chill down his spine.
Where are the attendants! This guy didn't even report when he came!
"Samael?" He turned his head nonchalantly, and said slyly, "My vacation has been approved by you, the time has not come yet, don't worry." It wasn't the last time that he was deceived by Beelzebub's tragic appearance of losing his love, how could he allow him to be "depressed" for so many years!
One majesty is enough, and another prime minister of hell, the high-level **** does not care whether to manage hell!
Seeing his still ruthless attitude, Beelzebub gave in and said, "If you have anything to ask me, I will help if I can."
Samael said: "I don't need to ask you for this, you will definitely do it."
Beelzebub's eyes showed hesitation, "Is it related to His Majesty?"
Samael told Beelzebub about the flaws he had learned from Mammon, and Beelzebub's hands trembled. The fear originating from the depths of his soul made him recall what happened in the past like a bewilderment, "Impossible, impossible... If he is a god, why would he be with His Majesty..."
Samael put his hand on his shoulder to calm him down, "I came to you first, not Asmodeus, because you can help me verify the authenticity of this matter, you If we get confused, we will miss the opportunity of temptation."
Beelzebub's eyes lit up, "You mean Yahweh still doesn't know that Mammon has informed you?"
Samael nodded.
Beelzebub began to arrange the schedule in a hurried voice, "No problem, I will return to the ninth level of **** tomorrow, and I will visit your majesty and queen as a matter of course."
Besides His Majesty, he is the best fallen angel who has mastered magic and mind shielding!
To deceive the gods, he can do it!
After Samael was sure that he would help, he really relaxed a lot. Beelzebub's natural hostility towards Yahweh became a shortcut. It was inconvenient for him to test Yahweh, but it was very reasonable for Beelzebub to stab Yahweh with words, even His Majesty would not be suspicious.
Beelzebub said viciously: "Don't drag Asmodeus into the water! There is a high possibility that he will inform you!"
Samael squints at him.
If it wasn't for the jealousy, Beelzebub must have told His Majesty what happened today, and then let His Majesty decide for himself, instead of them testing Yahweh's identity in private.