"Heavenly Father, the cruelty of Your will is too much for me to bear. Please take this burden off my shoulders and give it to anyone."
Archangel Lemuel twisted his face and roared to the sky, which was very different from his previous noble, indifferent, peaceful and far-reaching temperament.
The archangel Duma next to him remained silent, but was weeping silently.
Two tears hung on the cheeks like two long noses, shining brightly under the light.
It's quite beautiful.
"Angel Remiel, what's wrong with you? What do you want to say?" Morpheus asked doubtfully.
Lemuel just shouted excitedly and incoherently. He sometimes complained about God's injustice, and sometimes begged Heavenly Father for mercy...
Harry's heart moved, and he guessed that heaven could not bear the transformation of hell into a holy place for 'powerful gods', so he made a request for the key to hell.
However, the Voice of Heaven did not listen to her suggestion and let Zaulie or any one of the four archangels assume the position of 'Satan'. Instead, he assigned the two archangels who came to observe.
Thinking of this, she immediately held the big cross and said: "Voice of Heaven, did you just send a message to Remiel and Duma? They are crazy, collapsed, and cannot be reused. Why don't you give the heavy responsibility to my Zaulie?"
Brother."
"I have made up my mind!" Tian Zhi said indifferently.
On the other side, Duma gently patted Remiel on the back to help him regain some sense.
Facing the surprised and uncertain looks of Morpheus and everyone else, the soul angel Lemuel said in despair: "Now, I will deliver the message of Heavenly Father.
Hell must exist!
There must be a place for demons, and there must be a place for evil spirits.
Hell is the shadow of heaven, and heaven and hell go hand in hand, just like reward and punishment, hope and disappointment, inseparable."
After a pause, he continued: "Hell must exist. If it disappears, heaven will also lose the meaning of existence."
Gods are not stupid. After hearing this, they immediately understood what heaven wanted and what the archangels wanted to do.
They were angry.
"Fake, how can you be so shameless? You swore before entering that you were just here to observe and would never ask for the key to hell."
"Hell is Lucifer's, not heaven's. God wants it. Please show up and speak in front of us. Don't hide behind your back and use tricks."
"If God wanted hell, why did he let Lucifer give the key to the Lord of Dreams? Why didn't you show up, speak, or make demands before the Lord of Dreams held an auction?
Now the gods have come with great expectations, but you jumped out and asked for the key at the last moment. Are you treating the gods like a monkey?"
"Quiet!" Morpheus shouted, and all the noise disappeared.
Not all the gods stopped shouting excitedly for a moment.
Some people, like the muscular guy Thor, were still roaring, but their mouths were open and closed, and no sound came out.
"Let Archangel Lemuel finish speaking, and then everyone can express their opinions." Morpheus said solemnly.
After witnessing his methods this time, the gods stopped shouting, but directed their dissatisfied, resentful, or malicious eyes at the two archangels.
Archangel Lemuel collapsed again.
"No!" He raised his head and roared loudly. The sound was so loud and the power was so powerful that the entire Sandman Hall shook.
Morpheus' expression remained unchanged, he just raised his hand and pressed down. The palace stabilized, and Remiel's volume was like a switch being pulled down, quickly reducing to normal decibels.
"No, He shouldn't have such an order. This order is very inappropriate." Lemuel covered his face and shook his head repeatedly, "We have never offended Him."
"Angel Remiel, please pay attention to the situation at this time and clearly state your request or the demands of Silver City!" Morpheus said solemnly.
Lemuel lowered his head and murmured: "I received an order from the Voice of Heaven. Hell can only be handed over to those who directly serve God, Jehovah, to me and Duma. We must fall into hell and take charge of it for the Lord.
."
"You mean, you want the key to hell?" Morpheus confirmed again.
Lemuel nodded slightly, "Duma and I will rule hell in the name of Heavenly Father Jehovah, we"
He burst into tears and sobbed: "We can never return to the Silver City, and we can never enter heaven again.
This is unfair and unjust.
We have never done anything to deserve expulsion.
We have made great contributions to heaven and Him. We are brave and fearless. We have fought on the front lines of fierce battles countless times. We have made outstanding achievements and made great achievements in battle."
The more He spoke, the more excited he became, and finally he looked up to the sky and roared again: "Do you understand what you have done? We are pure spirits, and our feet are not even stained with the slightest dust.:.
You drive us to hell, away from the glory and grace of our Lord.
This shouldn’t be the case!”
He clenched his fists and his expression became increasingly ferocious, "This shouldn't be done, this is a big mistake, I can't, I won't do what you want!
I want to resist, just like Lucifer did back then."
"Hey hey hey" Harley covered her mouth and chuckled heartlessly from the side.
Then she was stared at by the archangel who was holding back his resentment, "Witch Harley, what are you laughing at? Does this matter have something to do with you? You must be behind it, right?"
Just when Harley was about to raise her face, squint her eyes, and say, "Yeah, what can you do?", she suddenly caught a glimpse of the scrutinizing and angry gazes of the gods in the audience.
She felt a chill in her heart and woke up instantly.
She can't stimulate these gods now, she still has a project fund of up to 100 million waiting to be collected!
"Is there something wrong with your brain? Even if I don't enjoy such a great thing as 'Lord of Hell', I still have many friends who can recommend it. Why should I leave it to you two bastards who look down on others?" Harley shouted angrily.
"A good thing? Falling into hell is considered a good thing?" Lemuel's eyes were splitting.
Harry pointed at the gods below, "Do you think these great gods who are busy working for the keys to hell are all blind fools?"
Even if the gods knew that she had the intention to deflect conflicts and arouse public outrage, they were really filled with anger and aggrievement.
They rushed over, fought for the key to hell, and tried their best, but after these two archangels easily obtained the treasure they hoped for, they howled here.
Morpheus suddenly said: "Lemuel, Duma, do you still remember the oaths you swore outside the palace yesterday?"
When Lemuel and Duma heard this, they immediately fell into a daze.
They said: They are here only for observation, not for keys. If you break this oath, you will fall into hell forever!!
Morpheus continued: "Now Silver City has made a request to me, and I can't refuse.
Hell was not created by me, nor was the Silver City that projected hell.
So, I will give the key to its real owner.
When I make this decision and complete it, it means that you have violated your oath. You are not here just to observe.
You will fall into hell.
You can choose to follow the orders of Silver City and go to hell, or break your oath and fall into hell.
This has no impact on the final result."
With that said, he handed over the key.
Lemuel looked pained and motionless.
Silent Angel Duma silently stepped forward and took the key.
Morpheus secretly breathed a sigh of relief and faced the gods and said: "This result is a bit unexpected, but it is the most reasonable. The key is returned to its owner.
I just hope that no one feels too disappointed."
The gods were silent.
This result indeed disappointed them, but equally, they could not blame him for anything.
Heaven wants the key to hell, who has any reason to refuse?
The only thing to blame is the dog God, who treats the gods like monkeys.
“What dogs get into”
"Uncomfortable? Hahaha" The King of Lies suddenly laughed wildly, "Of course, I am heartbroken right now, but I guarantee you that what happens next will make you miserable!"
"What do you want to do?" Morpheus asked calmly.
"I'm going to eat the soul of your beloved, little Nada, little dessert. I'm going to eat it one bite at a time, chew it slowly, and I guarantee that every time I bite her, she will howl a hundred times, missing you, and complaining about you ten thousand times.
Times. Hahahaha”
"You shouldn't say such things to me." Morpheus said coldly.
"I just said, what do you think, can you touch me? According to the rules among the gods (ps), when we are accepted by you as guests, you will provide us with the sacred right to be guests in your kingdom.
During this period, our safety is guaranteed and we will not be harmed in any way." The King of Lies said with a proud smile.
Morpheus looked gloomy and clenched his fists.
Harley said disdainfully: "King of lies, you are lying again, Nada is not on you at all."
"Hey, aren't you here?" The King of Lies is made up of thousands of faces. At this time, thousands of mouths are laughing together, and the mouth in the center is wide open, allowing everyone to see the naked soul Nada wrapped in a steel cable in his body.
.
"how?"
Harley turned to Morpheus and said with a smile: "Okay, now that it is confirmed that Miss Nada has entered your palace, you should help her fulfill her guest rights."
"What did you say?" The King of Lies was shocked.
Morpheus was thoughtful.
Harley laughed and said: "You are a guest when you enter. Belial, you have the right to be a guest, and the same goes for Nada. Now everyone has heard that you want to eat her, and the Lord of Dreams has the responsibility to protect her from your harm."
"Are you kidding me?!" The Thousand Faces King's thousands of faces were distorted and angry.
Harley stuck out her tongue at Him, "Yes, I'm playing tricks on you, what?"
"Ouch~" The King of Lies howled and rushed towards her.
"Stop!" Morpheus took a step forward, stretched out his palm, and stopped the King of Lies with invisible force, "This is my palace, and Harley also has the right to be a guest. You can't hurt her. You can't hurt anyone, including Na.
Da, hand her over quickly."
"Fuck, go to hell with your guest rights, I won't play with you anymore." The King of Lies looked up to the sky and roared, his body expanded to a hundred meters high, he struggled to break free from the restraints, and continued to pounce forward.
"You said it yourself, you don't want guest privileges."
The solemnity on Morpheus's face disappeared instantly, and he rushed over with a relaxed expression.
Do you want help?
Harry whispered.
Just wait and see.
Morpheus swung into one of the King of Lies' mouths.
"You actually came into my body, idiot, hahaha." Belial opened his mouth and chewed together, "Mengjun, you are so delicious!"
"Really? Then you taste delicious." Morpheus said lightly.
The next moment, the palace began to expand and get bigger, and Harley and the gods also expanded and got bigger. Only Belial, who expanded to a height of 100 meters, still had his original shape, getting smaller and smaller in the eyes of everyone. Finally, he disappeared.
And Morpheus suddenly appeared next to Harley.
Although it was said to be abrupt, in fact, no one felt it was abrupt at all. The statue of the King of Dreams had always stood there without moving.
"Where's Belial?" Harley asked doubtfully.
Morpheus raised his hand, holding a spherical glass bottle the size of a pineapple. Inside the bottle was the King of Lies, which expanded to a height of a hundred meters and had thousands of mouths chewing together.
The unlucky guy didn't even realize he was put into the bottle.
"This" Harry was stunned.
The gods in the audience were stunned.
Some gods even trembled physically.
Most of them, like Harley, didn't understand how things happened at all.
"In other places, I may not be his opponent. But this is my home, and everything in the dream kingdom follows my will. Even the devil will only exist in the form I want." Provided for you.