I don't know when a bright and peaceful paradise came to them. The light of the paradise was dazzling. Countless human-shaped angels sang, played and lived in the paradise. There were even some angels who invited people to share happiness with them.
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Milton almost accepted the angel's invitation along with the other bishops, but the crown of thorns above his head suddenly stretched out several branches covered with barbs and touched his face, and blood stains woke him up from his addiction.
Looking at the sacred paradise so close at hand, and comparing it with the miracle summoned by the angel Raphael before, he shuddered subconsciously, "Damn it, this is fake, it's fake!"
As parents and children, everyone in the Holy See who had experienced real miracles should have a clear judgment on whether the miracles were true or false, but the darkness that appeared earlier was really too torturous.
Pure darkness, closed five senses, claustrophobia, loneliness, fear and other negative emotions almost destroyed their reason. When the light came and the angels surrounded them, they subconsciously forgot about something slightly wrong. They would rather believe that all this is true.
I don't want to be pulled back into that supposedly dark space.
Milton manipulated the crown of thorns on his head and wanted to stretch out the vines to save other companions, but every time the vines spread to them, they would pass through like a phantom. At the same time, all kinds of threats to ordinary people would suddenly appear in his mind.
For a person, it is a picture of reaching the pinnacle of life. Jealousy, arrogance, gluttony, Seyu. He only tried it once, and after he woke up from the struggle of those desires, he gave up the idea of awakening his companions.
Sure enough, wanting to do something in front of the gods as a human being is tantamount to wishful thinking. The level of power is not at the level of consent. Now she can only hope that His Majesty Raphael can break through this sinking power as soon as possible.
's paradise.
"No, Holy Mother, she is finished!"
"They were actually separated, and everything was ruined!"
Milton, who suddenly thought of Otilia, waved the thorns around to find something, but everything the thorns touched was like a reflection in the water, causing ripples in circles. Whether it was companions, angels, buildings or vegetation.
Not even the slightest touch of peng.
Anxiety filled his heart more and more, just when Milton could hardly help but try to run and search in the paradise.
The holy light condensed to the point of substance suddenly burst out from the paradise, instantly flooding the entire paradise like a wave of waves.
A strong light swept across the earth. Milton only felt the brightness in front of his eyes for a moment, and then he could no longer see any color except white. The sacred light surrounded him and soaked him, and the feeling like a hot spring made his tense nerves shake.
Relax slightly.
At the same time, the pure white and sacred paradise quickly became primitive and old in the holy light. After the sacred and dazzling light receded, the painting style of the paradise suddenly became absurd and bizarre. Darkness and light intertwined to fill every part of the paradise.
The corners and every inch of land underfoot are covered with strange patterns, intertwined and intertwined.
In the paradise, countless angels stopped what they were doing, either singing or inducing, with strange smiles and cold eyes staring at somewhere in the sky, while solemn and crazy songs slowly sounded.
“O bright star, son of the morning, why did you fall from heaven? Why did you, the conqueror of nations, get cut down to the ground?
You have said in your heart that I will ascend to heaven; I will exalt my throne above the stars of God;
I will sit on the mountain of gathering, in the farthest reaches of the north.
I will ascend to the heights of the clouds; I will be equal with the Most High.”
"This is what Isaiah 14:1215 describes. My God, what is he going to do? Does he really dare to do it?" Milton, who had been calmed down by the light under Raphael's crown, was filled with anxiety again.
wave.
The former Archangel, now the leader of the Fallen Angels, has once again had sinful thoughts alongside God?
Yes, if He were more humble, He would not lead one-third of the angels to betray the Supreme Lord, and if He could learn the lesson, He would not build a small kingdom of heaven in the depths of Hell after being blasted into Hell by the Son of Thunder.
Solemn and crazy chants rang in everyone's ears, and the rest were drowned by the holy light. People recovered from their fall and looked up at the sky. On the raised throne, there was a man with six black and white wings, wearing a black war suit.
A, a blond figure with an exquisite and perfect face that makes people yearn for it appeared in front of them.
He had a faint smile on his face, looking relaxed and arrogantly at Raphael, who was the same archangel as himself.
"Star of the morning, the left hand of God, the first and last Seraphim of Holy Light. Because of his noble and powerful status, he is arrogant. He dreamed of becoming the number one below God, but he was coldly slapped by the Son of God.
On their faces, the rebels were driven into hell by thunder and fire, and the devils enjoyed this scandal and pleasure of the gods. Although they swore to return to heaven with the throne high and stand side by side with the supreme god, the thousand-year holy war they swore has been from ancient times to the present.
There will never be a time when the Holy Son can be completely defeated."
"But Lucifer - Lucifer, after all, was the highest-ranking being on God's left hand. He also severely injured the Son of God in the first day of the holy war. As a combat archangel, his main function is to follow the leader of Ra
Can Your Majesty Phil win?"
What's more, as the status of the island country has greatly improved in the mythical age, even cardinals far away in Europe understand the principle that blackening is ten times stronger and whitening is three times weaker.
However, while he was thinking and murmuring, Milton suddenly felt a terrifying sight looking at him. He was startled in his heart, and he raised his head with difficulty to look at the throne.
Sure enough, the handsome blond man on the throne, Lucifer, was looking at him with an indifferent expression.
Milton ""
As a messenger of God, it is one of the instincts of angels to see through the heart.
As a bishop, he forgot this basic rule and offended this depraved arrogant man. With this guy's overbearing temper, he may not take action directly against Milton, but his image has undoubtedly been tarnished.
It is deeply engraved in the other person's mind. If nothing unexpected happens, his subsequent life will definitely be very exciting.
"Give him to me and I guarantee that he will not die."
Lucifer suddenly spoke.
"Don't even think about it, Lucifer, you're a traitor. You're a vicious dog that bit your master, and you want to take away his master's property. Hey, do you think it's possible?"
"Leave now. I will not hunt you down. Although the Lord will not forgive you, He will keep his word and everything will remain the same. You and the Messiah will still maintain the status of the thousand-year jihad."