Michael is just a thorn. If he doesn't suppress him, he can jump around and get hatred.

This impression has remained since Lucifer was still Seraph and never changed, including his indulgence to Michael. Until that celebration of creation, when his good adjutant held the sword of the Holy Flame and pointed the tip of the sword at him, Lucifer's anger broke out completely.

How dare you swing your sword at me!

I teach you all your swordsmanship and your magic!

Today, there has been a different world. On the battlefield of Star Sky, Michael is still standing on Lucifer's "hostile face", holding the long sword cast by flames in his hand, and a Bezebub is surrounded by two-on-one, two seraphs fight against the Son of Heaven. In this way, the unfair battle situation in the eyes of other wise angels really appears in heaven.

Before the battle began, the bet was already on the contract bar on the battlefield.

If Michael and Bezebub lose, they must be subordinates of the Messiah for three years, and they are responsible for all their responsibilities.

If the Messiah loses, he must use a respectful title to the Seraph.

Both sides' bets seem ordinary, but in fact they hide ruthlessness. What is heaven's favorite?

It’s face! It’s glory!

As long as the Messiah opens this mouth, he will have no face and regard himself as a super-ranked person. And Michael and Berezebub lose, he must be subordinates. What are subordinates? To put it bluntly, it is the servant who gets up earlier than the master and sleeps later than the master!

The angels were talking a lot, and their eyes were shining and staring at the splendid Messiah on the court. The angels, who were not confused, immediately said to the other angels: "Don't be dazed, let's go and inform His Highness Lucifer and His Highness Metatron!"

It seemed as if he was looking at the shadow of his toes, the silver-haired son had a soft and holy smile on his lips, and he did not take the bet seriously at all. When the atmosphere of the two sides' confrontation intensified, Bethieb couldn't help but his desire to fight changed, he lowered his head and slowly raised it. At that moment, many angels felt a terrified in their hearts and remembered the statue in the pool of the Angel Academy in their minds.

The light blue pupils of the Holy Son have changed!

The cross inscribed in his eyes gradually became clear, carrying the origins of countless creatures, and finally... a faith that was like blood and tears flowed out.

This is so similar! It's like the statue of the Son who has experienced hardships before reaching the end! Reality seems to have been repeated. Even if it comes to heaven, the Messiah is suffering from unfair treatment!

The wise angel, who did not know the truth, felt ache in his heart and became dissatisfied with the two Seraphs for the first time. More and more eyes were focused on Michael and Bezebub, but it was not good intentions. Michael's forehead was covered with cold sweat. It was obviously the home court of the angel, but the Messiah could resonate with the image exactly like the statue, instantly reversing the atmosphere!

【The Messiah will pursue the greatest influence when doing anything.】

Lucifer's comment on the Messiah came to his ears, and Michael suddenly realized this. But it was too late. This battle was inevitable. He could swallow this resentment, which did not mean that Bezebub, who had already been rushed to his eyebrows by anger, could swallow it.

After Michael calmed down, he couldn't help but pray that the Messiah's strength would not improve as quickly as possible-

His Highness once said that the Messiah was not an angel body, and his strength was not as good as his.

"Beiseb, attack head-on, don't let him dodge."

"good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bezebu rushed towards the Messiah, regardless of whether the other party's eyes were a cross or something, he only needed to remember that this bastard took away His Highness Lucifer in his heart and made His Highness Lucifer become pregnant in violation of the precepts!

But Michael forgot one thing. Lucifer believed that the Messiah was not as strong as Seraph. Most of the reason was that the Messiah did not fight with Lucifer, and the fight between lovers was another aspect. Lucifer rarely forced Lucifer on the bed. Only when Lucifer wanted him, Lucifer would half-reject and half-reject.

Before Lucifer arrived at the scene, God had already set his eyes on the seemingly unfair battle.

With his long-term trust in Michael, God believed that his Seraph was not the kind of bullying the weak, but the Messiah was also extremely strong in the fight, which forced Michael and Bezebu to join forces to fight.

This is also proven by the situation on the battlefield.

The wise angels were stunned. The last time His Highness Messiah beat His Highness Michael to the point of his nose and face was swollen. It could be said that His Highness Michael underestimated the enemy and his swordsmanship was not enough. However, this time His Highness Michael's swordsmanship had obviously made great progress, but he still had no power to fight back in front of the Messiah. Even the Sword of the Holy Flame fell off under the strike of his wrist!

Beizeb is good at magic, but in the field of magic, even Lucifer dares not say that he surpasses the Messiah. The magic competition between the two sides in the martial arts are all small-scale bombardment, and the real competition is martial arts!

After Lucifer showed his omnipotent side of magic and martial arts, Bezebu became the first Seraph to kneel down.

kneel!

This is his punishment for the guy who dares to provoke him.

Beheimbe defeated!

Bezebu's face was flushed and ashamed, but he did not forget that he had a Michael, "Michael, help me!" Michael quickly resisted Lucifer's attack, pulled Bezebu up, and endured the pressure of facing Lucifer alone.

God was slightly surprised.

With the knuckles clasped on the Book of Creation/The World, God murmured: "The Messiah's martial arts have also grown to this point? If the starting point was not a little lower, it would not be weaker than Luci in the future. Is my divine blood effective?"

Compared to Adam, he chose Cain to be the Messiah, which is quite prescient.

God wanted to see the strength of the Messiah clearly, Jintong blinked and blocked the arrival of Lucifer with his thoughts. So before Lucifer arrived at the battlefield, Lucifer encountered a series of delays in time. When he finally arrived at the place, Metatron had arrived long ago. Unfortunately, Metatron had a high reputation among ordinary angels, but he could not suppress the excited guys.

Metatron's gentle smile disappeared, and he looked at the Messiah against Michael and Bethieb with a dark face.

To be precise, it was the Messiah who beat Beizeb.

But Bezebub refused to admit defeat after losing, and insisted on fighting the Messiah to the end. What kind of grudge is this?

Michael's strength under the surface was also bursting out. Even without the Sword of the Holy Flame, he was not afraid to compete with the Messiah with martial arts. His fists and feet were added together, and each other was murderous. The difference was that the Messiah was unharmed. There were only a few pieces of Michael's skin intact. The wise angels outside the field really appreciated Michael's courage.

Lucifer had only one thought at this moment: "Beat these two guys until they kneel down!"

How could he not surrender to himself for his seven sins?

The scene also began to fall one side with Lucifer's ruthlessness. After Bethibu knelt in a mess once, Lucifer kicked the Holy Flame Sword on the ground with his toes. Michael wanted to pick it up, but Lucifer took a step faster than him. He held the long sword and swung a sword energy to repel Michael who was unwilling to accept it.

The Sword of Holy Flame is a gift from God. Without God's permission or Michael's permission, the Sword of Holy Flame will retaliate against it at any time. The sword body is like a flame burning, and the tongue of flames climbs along the hand that touches the hilt of the sword, as if it wants to burn this existence that is not its master!

Lucifer sneered, "Just you-"

Not only did my fingers not let go, my five fingers tightly clenched, making the hilt of the sword creaking.

"You dare to backlash me!"

The light power of the Holy Son was surging, gathering from his hand into the Sword of the Holy Flame, suppressing the erupting flame in an instant!

In the Great Hall of Crystal Heaven, God on the throne closed his eyes again and knew the result.

Michael lost.

Because the weapon containing Michael's will will lose first!

With a dull sound, Lucifer kicked Michael away, then walked to Michael who was on the verge of fainting, picked up his collar on the back of his neck, and dragged him to the position where Bezebu was. Although Bezebu barely stood with bleeding from the corner of his lips, when he saw him coming, he unconsciously took a step back, and a fear had already arisen in his heart.

"Kneel down, or you still want the battle to continue."

"...I won't kneel on you!"

"According to the bet, if you lose, you should salute me. Isn't it the most normal thing in the world for subordinates to kneel on the archangel?"

"I am the deputy of the angel of wisdom, a natural seraph, why should I kneel down to you, the holy son from the mortal world?"

In desperation, Bezebu finally expressed his inner knot. It was the same for him and Michael. No seraph was willing to sincerely kneel down on the Messiah!

I will respect you because of God’s command!

I will agree with you because His Highness Lucifer accepted you!

Lucifer smiled and said, "You finally said this. It seems that your dissatisfaction with me has reached a point where you cannot bear it, otherwise you would not have been so stupid to provoke me. What if I said---to-day, you have to kneel?"

Beizeb glared at him unwillingly, and his brown eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

But there was a hint of timidity deep in his eyes.

The force of this Messiah is so terrible! Michael, wake up quickly, he wants to beat me up!

"Ah... Bezebu..." Michael moaned in pain and wanted to wake up, but the next second he was hit by a blow from the back of his neck, and his eyes turned black and he was thrown at his feet by Lucifer as if he was thrown away garbage.

Lucifer did not use force to coerce Beizeb. The timid Beizeb was just a rooster with hair plucked, far less arrogant than the future prime minister of hell.

Under the fearful gaze of other wise angels, Beizeb's body shook, as if he could not bear the pressure and was sweating all over his head. Instead, the Messiah had a nice smile on her face, and the three meters of air around her seemed to twist a trace of color, becoming thick and obscure.

Beizeb's bones made a slight sound, not only him, but also Michael, who was half-unconscious on the ground. They were under the pressure of Lucifer's terrifying momentum. Finally, in front of Lucifer, Beizeb's knees kneed to the ground with difficulty.

"Misiah... His Highness..."

These words were almost read out by Bethibu in tears!

Lucifer touched Bethibu's head and said gently: "You're good at this. Remember to go to Jupiter to report this afternoon. In the next three years, you two won't have to go back to the Starry Sky."

Outside the martial arts arena, Lucifer glanced at Metatron, whose face was dark.

Tsk, Meta really favors Bethibu.

Metatron, who lost his adjutant, was naturally unwilling to give up. "Your Highness, why don't you stop it? This battle is too harmful to the face of Seraph!"

Lucifer curled his lips and replied slowly, "Fair fight, why should I stop it? Besides, Bezebu is your adjutant. Is Michael not my adjutant?"
Chapter completed!