When the gods went to pursue it again, there was only a group of golden light spots left, which disappeared as soon as they touched the ground.
His children dissipated.
The gods lost the only creation they cared about, and immediately after that, they also abandoned the heavens and fell from the cloud platform. Afterwards, the angels who rushed forward and tried to stop him only had time to see the holy light suddenly spread behind him, as if a golden ribbon was suddenly stretched in the air——
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, which could be heard clearly even in the world. Countless people looked up from the ground, only to see a large collapse suddenly appeared in the dark sky, followed by a flash of bright light, and then disappeared completely.
Stars fall.
The sun and the moon are dark.
From the third day when Lucifer originally lived, the temples shook one after another, and then sank down. The earth tore open a hideous hole, swallowed up these glorious temples one by one, and swallowed them all into the ground. In the overwhelming dizziness, the wings of the angels also lost their strength, and then naturally fell off the clouds, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't be spliced back together.
"Face!"
There was panic in the angel's voice, and he didn't even have time to look at the wings that were gradually buried by the clouds behind him, only staring at his companion's face in horror.
"You—your face—"
It's everyone's face.
Without the seraphim, the god no longer favors the group of angels, and he took back the original gift. Today's angels look at each other, and only ordinary, featureless faces are left in the eyes, and even the fine lines that symbolize aging can be seen from the corners of the brows and eyes, spreading like annual rings—
God withdrew beauty and youth. Angels no longer enjoy this gift. Although they still live longer than ordinary people, they will no longer be immortal. They can only cover their unbeautiful faces behind thick beak masks, and make deals with the little blood left.
That is, since then, the blood race has quietly multiplied on the ground, becoming the race most favored by the gods. After several generations in the world, few people remember the heavens of the past. Those temples that were once suspended high in the air and always illuminated by the holy light sound more like distant and unrealistic myths. After all, after that, the world could no longer see the starlight or the sun, and the local people looked up again, only to see the thick morning fog that seemed to never dissipate—they blocked the once heaven.
Until then, the creations in the world did not know that the favor of the gods is only tied to one body.
Angels lived in heaven because of Lucifer; they fell from heaven also because of Lucifer.
Without the seraphim, heaven would have no meaning.
"I don't dare to feel jealous of you—"
The angel, who had lost his previous appearance, said softly, his eyes full of enthusiasm.
"But since you left, we have been praying and begging you to come back day and night."
"Master Lucifer—"
Their foreheads touched the ground reverently, in all reverence.
"Please take pity on everything in the world and return to heaven!"
The voice gradually gathered into waves, and waves surged towards Kou Dong, pleading earnestly. Kou Dong stood in the middle of the sound, not daring to say that he was not moved at all.
It's just that he didn't have the ability to move his face. When these angels surrounded him, they never thought about his own wishes.
They knew how resolute and determined Lucifer was when he fell to heaven. If they were really as devout and respectful as they said, how could they ignore his will and forcibly bring him back to the Heavenly Father
Kou Dong really couldn't have any extra pity. He just stared at the god in front of him, thinking about the story from the beginning.
There is an extremely important piece missing from this story.
The branch is called "Lucifer the Fallen". Lucifer himself has scattered light spots, so naturally he cannot be called fallen; the only thing that can be called fallen is the gods.
The god is Lucifer
Kou Dong now somewhat believes in his devotion. Using Seraphim's name as his own name sounds almost as if he has adopted his husband's surname, as if he had married a god.
Ok…
It has to be said that this thought made Kou Dong feel a little sick, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at Ye Yanzhi.
"Lu Xi," the god's green eyes stared at him behind the mask, his voice was low, "are you willing to come back?"
In fairness, Kou Dong is naturally unwilling—but the problem is that he also has to have the ability to say no.
He avoided this question and didn't answer directly, only said: "Is this something I can decide?"
The corners of Shenming's lips seemed to be more upturned.
"You should know, my child," he said softly, raising one hand, and pressing it lightly on the mask, pressing that divine, all-knowing gaze, "—you can't escape my eyes .”
His eyes gave Kou Dong an illusion, as if he had grown feathers and turned into a robin trapped in a cage that could not escape, and the eyes of the gods were the vast sky.
Even if he tried his best to escape from the cage, he still couldn't tear apart the sky.
Kou Dong unconsciously moved his footsteps, and took a step back without any trace. His space seemed to be further compressed, almost suffocating under such eyes.
But — is this really true
If so, what are they playing? God is almost supreme in the dungeon, he and Ye Yanzhi are like two ants, it is impossible to escape from the hand of the heavenly father.
The words that the seraph was written on the wall broke into his mind unexpectedly.
"Don't trust the word of the gods."
Don't trust the word of the gods...
Since it is a game, there must be a way out, and there will be no complete death. Kou Dong sorted out his thoughts in his mind, and there was a sudden pause in his movements.
— Dead end.
His heart was pounding, and he suddenly realized that he had overlooked an important element that had repeatedly appeared in the previous copy:
Death and resurrection.
Is God really omniscient and omnipotent as He claims
"I'm afraid not." Kou Dong also smiled slightly, and his expression became a little more composed, as if the one who is surrounded tightly now is not him at all, but the other party, "There are always things you can't do."
God seems to have heard something ridiculous. His bright red and plump lips parted, and he said calmly, "Is there something that can't be done?"
"For example," Kou Dong said softly, "You can't bring him back to life, can you?"
"..."
This sentence made everyone in the study startled slightly. Almost all of them understood the "he" in Kou Dong's mouth immediately, naturally it was Lucifer.
But what does it mean to bring him back to life?
Doctor Niaozui couldn't help retorting: "What are you talking about, aren't you standing here?"
They always thought that even though Lucifer was scattered into spots of light, he didn't die completely, but escaped from heaven in this way. Therefore, "return" is always used in their request.
But why did the young man say that Lucifer was already dead
The smile on the corner of the god's lips suddenly stopped. He pursed his lips tightly and did not answer the sentence.
Kou Dong's thoughts became more and more smooth, and he continued, "You want to put his flesh and blood back, but he still hasn't woken up, right?"
"..."
"You took out your own god's bone and god's blood again, and recreated him, but you can no longer be the same as before.—Isn't it?"
This question actually made Kou Dong feel strange from just now.
According to the angel, Lucifer was created with the blood of the gods, which also made Kou Dong understand why his blood was regarded as a delicacy by the vampires.
Could that be the blood of an ordinary angel
It was the god's blood that hadn't been pumped clean at that time. It was the same as the difference between saccharin and high-grade cream. How could it taste the same
But that doesn't make sense, Kou Dong drank the earl's blood. To be honest, the taste of Earl's blood is just ordinary, even inferior to Ye Yanzhi.
Where did the god's own blood go
There is only one answer.
He tried to make Lucifer again, but failed. In trying again and again, he abruptly exhausted his flesh and blood.
The god's expression looked a little indifferent. He tensed his jaw, and the fingertips of both hands touched together, like a statue enshrined in a temple.
Uncovering this complicated and gorgeous robe, there is actually no bone in his body. They are all consumed in the day after day of trying.
What supports this body is the flesh and blood of ordinary people.
Doctor Niaozui behind him murmured in disbelief: "Heavenly Father..."
Kou Dong didn't stop there.
He then asked: "You have no flesh and blood. In order to find a new suitable blood to revive him, that's why you created a blood race. Is that right?"
The god closed his eyes behind the mask.
This was actually a silent acknowledgment that the blood race was born because of Lucifer, and died because of Lucifer. They were nothing but hawks driven by the gods, who gave them a thirst for blood, just to scour the earth for flesh fit for that lord.
"It's not without success." The god's voice sounded a little tired, "It's just that none of them are you."
After the seraphim fell, he tried many times.
He used Lucifer's original blood and bones to make it together, but the creation he created had no soul.
He recreated it from his own new blood, from his ribs, from the hot blood of his heart. But no matter how hard he tried, the human figure he created was no longer his favorite seraph.
Even if he emptied himself to nothing but a skin.
God didn't want to see those fakes, so they were all destroyed. Only then did he realize that even the God of Creation is not omnipotent.
—With weakness, there is inability.
Even the gods cannot shake the thread of life and death.
It was also for this reason that he was so impatient after accidentally discovering that Lucifer still existed. He used all means just to cut off all of Lucy's escape routes.
He wants his children, willing to return to the cage he quietly cast.
A snow-white statue slowly emerged in front of them, the plaster was smooth, and it was clearly carved out the face of a seraph. He stretched out his hand high into the air, as if he was holding something or looking at something.
He didn't know how many times he had been rubbed, his whole body exuded a lustrous light, and his fingertips were almost transparent. There was still light golden blood flowing in his body, but he didn't wake up.
"This is what you drew back then."
The god whispered, and removed the neatly arranged bones from the statue. The blood flowed like a thin stream of water, winding around his fingertips.
He could still feel the temperature from Lucifer.
"It's what you threw away."
Looking at his appearance, Kou Dong felt that he was really pitiful. But this kind of pity can't change anything, Kou Dong feels that Lucifer doesn't have Stockholm syndrome either.
He will never be able to fall in love with the god who imprisoned him, even if the imprisoned by the god is in the name of love.
The moment the statue appeared, the system's prompt sounded:
[Main quest: Lucifer's Fall plot unlock completed.]
[After three minutes, the player will leave the existing copy.]
[Three-minute countdown—]
"Did I do something wrong?" the god said in a low voice, his expression even a little dazed, "I'm just here for protection."
What protection is better than making the world for him and putting him in it
Ye Yanzhi's eyes suddenly became focused, he stared firmly at the young man's face, as if holding his breath waiting for an answer.
"Of course you are wrong."
When he was about to leave, Kou Dong was not polite to him, he didn't even need his honorific title, and said naturally, "You have lied to me from the beginning to the end, do you still think that there is nothing wrong with you? - What do you think of him as your pet, a kitten Puppy, is it something that can’t live without your protection?”
"You have no respect or trust, and you never put the two of you on the same footing from the start. Only pets should be caged, and you can never expect to cage a human being with free will."
In the eyes of the gods, it seemed that a storm was blowing.
Kou Dong's voice sounded like a sigh.
"What he wants, he has already told you."
"—just freedom."
It's not a difficult task, but it's not just simple vocabulary. But when all options are shattered, Seraphim has only one last path to freedom:
He chose eternal death.
That day appeared again before the eyes of the gods.
"Father..."
That figure was floating beside the cloud platform, as if it could be swept down by the vast wind.
He drew out his own flesh and blood.
The god thought vaguely, it must be painful.
He didn't block his pain, so that every time he cut out the blood, he could feel the same pain as his child.
[The side mission is completed.]
[Congratulations, you have cleared the copy of "Devil's Feast".]