The Entirety Of Hell Knows That Satan Has A Lover Chapter 32: City

Chapter 32

Yahweh is always a god-dragon in heaven, and most of the angels do not know him, or have never seen him.

However, some of his things still made him "famous".

For example, having an affair with Satan.

Michael suppressed the discussion in heaven, and deliberately issued a gag order, not allowing any discussion of Yahweh's affairs without authorization. I thought that Metatron would be able to bring him into the social world and restore a normal relationship, but Michael never thought that after two days, the Archangel would come to him with a sad face and say——

"Yahweh is gone again."

"... Did Messiah ask? Where did he go?"

Michael sighed.

Metatron's voice was still gentle and gentle, "I asked, but the Messiah didn't know about it, Yahweh has gone too far this time."

Michael was slightly surprised to hear Metatron's rare anger.

Metatron said: "I will not interfere in his private life, but Yawei, as a seraphim, should bear the responsibilities of a seraphim, and those wrong things will gradually be understood in the future, but I can't accept that he went to the mortal world without changing his ways, and even abandoned the official duties I entrusted to him."

Michael became serious, and stopped joking, "If he comes back, let him come to me."

Metatron nodded, and planned to discipline Yahweh with Michael.

But things are always unexpected.

When Yawei came back, his waist was sore and his back hurt. Every time he took a step, he felt that his body was about to fall apart. Lucifer worked hard all night, and completed the official duties assigned by the Archangel as promised, but the next day he did not let go of Yahweh who made him work for heaven.

After all, it is not very pleasant to hear that Satan has corrected official affairs for Heaven.

Recalling yesterday's situation, Yawei rubbed his waist involuntarily, his face turned slightly rosy, but he was reluctant to use his divine power to dispel the traces left by Lucy. Yawei has only done such a profane and intense thing once in his life. Although it is not worth the loss to do so for official duties, he has received all of Lu Xi's love for him.

No matter how angry you are, you can't bear to really hurt him.

This is Lucy's tenderness.

Yahweh pursed his lips, trying to restore his normal cold expression, but he didn't know that the Messiah in front of him had already noticed the abnormality, and his eyes turned around Yahweh's waist.

Surprised by Lucifer's guts for a few seconds.

Messiah is sorry for the fact that the whole heaven does not know the truth. God has slept with Satan and looks nourished by love. What is going on between heaven and **** these years? Isn't the most important thing right now to keep God from moving to hell?

Yahweh used the Holy Son as a shield, and the Messiah obediently sorted out the official duties brought by God, and then handed him over to the Archangel.

Metatron was amazed at the sight of the supposedly completed official duties.

"How is that possible?"

This is not something a novice can handle quickly.

Messiah remained silent, and said in his heart: God will do anything to date Lucifer.

Metatron turned over these official duties again, and immediately became the second guy with a dumb face.

"This, this, this was written by Yahweh?"

"... yes."

Messiah silently looked at Metatron who "knowledges the question".

Metatron is desperate.

"Since you have reviewed the official affairs, I will take my leave." Messiah turned and left calmly, ignoring the Archangel Zhi who shouted "Wait, let Yahweh come back to work" behind him, what a joke, God Even the official duties have been taken care of, how can I come back and work hard for heaven.

Metatron looked at the official affairs with a splitting headache. The handwriting on it was beautiful, elegant and well-organized, as if he could see the situation in heaven clearly.

He feels...he can no longer control Yahweh,

"Servant, send these Yahweh [written] official affairs to Archangel Seraph, and let him decide."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Several cherubic attendants in the Archangel's Palace stepped forward one after another, obediently carrying out official duties for His Royal Highness. When their gazes passed over the writing on it, the servant's expression suddenly changed, stunned, horrified, and unspeakably trembling, "This is..." His Royal Highness Lucifer's handwriting!

Metatron frowned, and said sadly: "Don't worry too much, just send it to Michael, and remember not to let other angels see the handwriting."

The attendants sent the official duties away carefully.

It seems that it is a precious item that does not dare to bump into anything.

The Archangel Michael was puzzled.

Is today an important day? This is not the time for the handover of official duties. Why does the attendant around Metatron give him the feeling that he is on the verge of an enemy? Michael touched what he thought was a very kind face, and said with a smile, "Hey, why are there so many attendants here today?"

A cherub attendant with a relatively high status replied: "Master Seraphim, please review the official affairs of His Highness Yahweh."

It's not His Royal Highness Michael, but Seraph Archangel, which is enough to see that today's business is business.

Michael stretched out his hand out of interest, "Take it here."

The attendant took out a stack from the official hill, and handed it over respectfully.

Needless to say, the attendants of the cherubs present all held their breath, as if they were waiting for something. Living up to their secret anticipation, Michael's pupils contracted the moment he flipped through the official affairs, and a flash of shock flashed in his fiery eyes, and then he began to turn pages quickly, without paying attention. Look at what is written in the content, just look at the handwriting!

"Take it here! Take the latter together!"

Michael said quickly.

Accomplices of cherubs mobilized to help hand over the official affairs to Michael for review.

After reading it for a while, Michael grabbed the ground with his head and screamed, "What the **** is he doing! He can even write the official duties of heaven!"

The servant of the cherub is speechless, Your Highness Michael, the point is not why Lucifer can correct the official affairs of Heaven, but why Lucifer can correct the official affairs for His Highness Yahweh, right?

"Excuse me, is there any problem with official business?"

The servant of the cherub wants to complete the task assigned by his boss first.

"No problem." Michael lay weakly on the table, his bright and vibrant red hair was all wilted, quite desolate, "It's written very well, you go back and tell Mehta, Yahweh's official corrections It has surpassed me..."

Scholar of Angels: "..."

Although this is true, such lack of ambition really makes the angel deeply worried about the future of heaven.

Yahweh, oblivious to the mess he had caused, was satisfied that Metatron left him alone. Meta is good everywhere, but she is too responsible, and has strict requirements on every Seraph, which makes Yawei, who is disguised as a Seraph, a little depressed.

He stayed in the palace of heaven peacefully for a day according to the regulations.

Lying on the bed, Yawei played with a black flower crown that had just been delivered, which seemed to be a variety of flowers and plants from hell, and then put it on his head in a novelty.

The silver-haired beauty in the mirror wears a black corolla on her head. The gorgeous flowers show an enchanting style that is different from heaven. Yawei doesn't really like black things, but as long as they are given by Lucy, he can still love Wu and Wu reluctantly.

Other than that.

He seems to have received a strange gift again.

A series of popular science books about angels and demons not having good results together, plus a few bottles of crystal clear contraceptives.

Yawei: "..."

He's not an angel, so he won't get pregnant so easily!

Inheritance memory has told Yahweh that the descendants of the Creator God are basically difficult, and it is impossible to continue the offspring in a normal way. It is even more impossible to want a purebred descendant of the gods. Unless Yahweh voluntarily lowers the rank of the descendant by one level, there is no possibility of conceiving.

Of course, there is another possibility——

He doesn't want to live anymore.

Let your offspring continue the responsibility of creating the world and live on his behalf.

Yawei turned over boredly on the bed, and the white and soft bedding was rolled up on his body, making him like a sandwich bread.

Shielding the chattering voice of the Book of Creation in his ears, Yawei closed his eyes, as if he could still feel the touch of Lucy's hand floating on his body, inexplicably able to fall asleep with peace of mind.

Between the breath of God.

The corolla on the head slowly withered, and the black petals withered and fell on the snow-white bed. They could not bear the utterly bright breath of the gods.

Too extreme light can illuminate the world or destroy it.

God is such a spirit.

In the mortal world, Lucifer saw the changes in the grove over the years. After passing through the barrier, the vitality outside was far less than inside.

In the place where they meet, the vitality has grown at a speed visible to the naked eye, and many birds and beasts have passed through the undefended barrier and settled here. Lucifer walked through the path opened by the grove, and found that the flowers and plants were thriving, the trees were evergreen all year round, and yellow leaves rarely appeared.

Lucifer can guarantee that neither he nor Yawei has specially protected this place.

The only reason that can be explained is that his and Yahweh's respective powers have affected this land.

It's like... those acacia flowers.

Lucifer's brows and eyes showed a smile, and he walked towards the sea of ​​flowers, and found the delicate and tender Albizia julibrissin among the colorful flowers, but Yawei always didn't like to see it.

He picked a few carefully selected flowers and prepared to take them back and put them in a vase for appreciation.

"Om—"

The barrier has been touched again.

Lucifer's eyes flashed displeasure, if Michael dared to come here to trouble him, he would not let him go easily like last time.

As soon as he stepped out of the barrier, what Lucifer saw was not the red-haired angel, but Samuel with a familiar face.

"Samael?"

"Your Majesty, I have received a letter from heaven."

Samael saluted Satan sternly, and then said the news that made the seven deadly sins depressed, "The letter was sent to the palace by Michael, who threatened a high-ranking demon. The letter said——His Majesty is correcting heaven Business?"

Lucifer's eyes wandered for a moment, and he said softly: "It's just for fun."

Samael showed a stiff smile, "Really? Do you want to add a little spice, Your Majesty?"

He waved his hand.

The interior of the grove is full of business affairs as high as a mountain.

The disobedience of the demons and the arrogance of the fallen angels lead to constant internal struggles between the demons and the fallen angels. The workload in **** increases sharply every year, and maintenance and construction work has become one of the daily routines. Samuel had long wanted to get Lucifer back in charge, but Lucifer had been eating, drinking and having fun for tens of thousands of years under the guise of being sad.

Now, I finally got my chance.