When the gods went to pursue them again, only a group of golden light spots remained, which disappeared as soon as they touched the ground.

His child dissipated.

The gods lost the only creature they cared about, and after that, they also abandoned heaven and fell from the cloud platform. After that, the angels who rushed forward and tried to stop them only had time to see the holy light that suddenly spread behind him, as if a golden ribbon suddenly opened in the air——

It was followed by a loud bang, which even the world could hear clearly. 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 completely disappeared.

The stars fall.

The sun and the moon are dull.

From the third day that Lucifer originally lived, the temples shook and swayed one by one, and then sank and fell. The earth tore open a hideous opening, swallowed these splendid temples in one bite, 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 ​​together.

"Face!"

There was panic in the angel's voice, and he didn't even have time to take a look at the wings that were gradually buried by the clouds behind him, and only stared at the faces of his companions in horror.

"You—your face—"

It's everyone's face.

Without the seraph, the gods no longer favored the group of angels, and he took back his original gift. Today's angels look at each other, only ordinary, featureless faces are left in their eyes, and even from the corners of the eyebrows, they can see the fine lines symbolizing aging, scattered like annual rings——

God withdrew beauty and youth. Angels no longer have this gift. Although they still live longer than ordinary people, they will not be immortal. They can only cover their unbeautiful faces behind a thick beak mask, and rely on the little blood left to make a deal.

That is to say, since then, the blood race has quietly proliferated on the ground and has become the most favored race by the gods. After several generations on earth, few people remember the heaven of the past. Those temples that were once suspended high in the air and forever illuminated by holy light sound more like distant and unrealistic myths. After all, after that, the world can no longer see the starlight, nor the sun. When the local people look up, they can only see the thick morning mist that seems to never dissipate-they blocked the former heaven.

Only at this time did the creatures in heaven and earth know that the favor of the gods is only tied to one body.

Angels live in heaven because of Lucifer; they fall from heaven because of Lucifer.

Without the Seraphim, heaven would have no meaning.

"I don't dare to be jealous of you—"

The angel who no longer looked before whispered softly, his eyes full of enthusiasm.

"But since you left, we have prayed day and night, begging you to come back."

"Lord Lucifer—"

Their foreheads reverently touched the ground, all pious.

"Please take pity on all things in the world and return to heaven!"

The voice gradually converged into a sound wave, rushing towards Kou Dong, full of earnest requests. Kou Dong stood in the middle of the noise, and did not dare to say that he was not moved at all.

It's just that he didn't have the ability to be moved. When these angels surrounded him, they never actually thought of his own wishes.

They knew how resolutely Lucifer was when he fell to the sky. If he was as pious and respectful as he said, how could they ignore his will and forcibly bring him back to Heavenly Father?

Kou Dong really couldn't give birth to 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 "Fallen Lucifer". Lucifer himself had become a spot of light, so naturally it could not be called a fall; the only thing that could be called a fall was the gods.

God is Lucifer?

At this moment, Kou Dong somewhat believed in his deep affection. Using the name of the Seraphim as his own name sounds like a husband's surname, just like a god.

Um……

I have to say that this thought made Kou Dong feel a little disgusted, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at Ye Yanzhi's eyewash.

"Lucy," the god's green eyes stared at him behind the mask, his voice low, "are you willing to come back?"

In all honesty, Kou Dong is naturally unwilling - but the problem is that he also has the ability to say he is unwilling.

He avoided the question and didn't answer directly, only said, "Is this something I can decide?"

The corners of the god's lips seemed to be more upturned.

"You should know, my child," he said softly, raising one hand, pressing it lightly on the mask, and pressing the divine gaze that knew all things, "—you can't escape from me. Eye."

His eyes gave Kou Dong an illusion, as if feathers had grown on his body, turning him into a robin who was trapped in a cage and could not escape, while the eyes of the gods were the mighty sky.

Even if he tried his best to escape the cage, he couldn't tear the sky apart.

Kou Dong moved his footsteps unconsciously, and took a step back without a trace. His space seemed to be further compressed, and he was almost breathless under such eyes.

But - is this really correct?

If so, what are they doing? God is almost supreme in the copy, he and Ye Yanzhi are like two ants, it is impossible to escape from the hands of the heavenly father.

The words that the Seraphim had written on the wall suddenly entered his mind.

"Don't believe the word of the gods."

Don't believe the word of the gods...

Since it is a game, there will definitely be a way to survive, and there will be no complete death. Kou Dong sorted out his thoughts in his heart, and his movements suddenly stopped between the lights and flints.

- Dead end.

His heart thumped, suddenly realizing that he had overlooked an important element that had recurred in previous dungeons:

Death and Resurrection.

Is God really as omniscient and omnipotent as he claims to be?

"I'm afraid it's not likely," Kou Dong also smiled slightly, and his expression turned out to be a little more relaxed, as if the one who was being tightly surrounded was not him at all, but the other party. "There is always something you can't do."

The gods seemed to have heard something absurd. His red and plump lips opened, and he said calmly, "I can't dowhat?"

"For example," Kou Dong said softly, "you can't bring him back to life, can you?"

"..."

This sentence made everyone in the study a little stunned. Almost all of them understood the "him" in Kou Dong's mouth at the first time, which was naturally Lucifer.

But what does it mean to bring him back to life? ?

Doctor Birdbeak couldn't help but retort: ​​"What are you talking about, aren't you standing here?"

They always thought that even if Lucifer became a light spot, he did not completely die, but escaped from heaven in this way. Therefore, they always use "come back" in the words they ask for.

But why did the young man say that it seems that Lucifer is dead?

The smile on the corner of the god's lips suddenly stopped. He pursed his lips and didn't answer.

Kou Dong's thoughts became smoother and smoother, and then he said: "You want to put his flesh and blood back, but he still hasn't woken up, has he?"

"..."

"You took out your own divine bone and divine blood again, and created him again, but he can no longer be the same as he was 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?

That was because the blood of the gods was not drawn clean at that time. This is the same as the gap between saccharin and high-grade cream. How can it taste the same?

But this doesn't make sense, Kou Dong has drunk the blood of the earl. To be honest, the taste of the Earl's blood is just ordinary, not even better than Ye Yanzhi.

Where did the god's own blood go?

There is only one answer.

He tried to build Lucifer again, without success. In one attempt after another, he abruptly exhausted his entire body of blood.

The god's expression looked a little indifferent. He tightened his jaw, and the fingertips of both hands pressed against one place, like a statue enshrined in a temple.

Uncovering this complex and gorgeous robe, he actually has no bones in his body. They were all consumed in day-to-day attempts.

What supports this body is just the bones and blood of ordinary people.

Doctor Birdbeak behind him murmured in disbelief, "Father..."

Kou Dong didn't stop there.

He then asked: "You have no flesh and blood. In order to find new and suitable blood to resurrect him, you created the blood family. Is that right?"

The god closed his eyes behind the mask.

This is actually a silent admission that the blood race was born and died because of Lucifer. In fact, they are just eagle dogs driven by God, giving them the desire for blood, just to search for the flesh and blood suitable for that adult from the earth.

"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 bone and blood to make it up, and the creation that he could create had no soul.

He was recreated with his own new blood, with ribs, with the blood of his heart. But no matter how he tried, the human figure he created in his hands was no longer the seraph he loved so much.

Even if all he had emptied himself was a leather bag.

Those fakes, God did not want to see, so they simply destroyed them all. It was only then that he realized that even the God of Creation was indeed not omnipotent.

——If there is weakness, there will be inability.

The thread of life and death cannot be shaken even by the gods.

That's why he couldn't wait so much after discovering that Lucifer was still alive. He used all means, but to cut off all the retreats for Lu Xi.

He wants his children, willing to return to the cage he casts in meditation.

A snow-white statue slowly emerged in front of them, the plaster was smooth, and the face of the Seraphim was clearly carved. He stretched out his hand high in 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 pale golden blood flowing in his body, but he did not 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, entwining around his fingertips.

He could still feel the temperature from Lucifer.

"You have thrown it away."

Kou Dong looked at him like this and felt that he was really a little pitiful. But this kind of pity didn't change anything, and Kou Dong felt that Lucifer didn't have Stockholm disease either.

He can never fall in love with the god who imprisoned him, even if the imprisonment of the god is in the name of love.

At the moment when the statue appeared, the system prompt sounded:

[Main quest: Lucifer's Fallen Plot is unlocked and completed. 】

[Three minutes later, 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 for protection."

What protection is there, more secure than making the world for him and putting him in it?

Ye Yanzhi's eyes suddenly became focused, he stared at the young man's face firmly, as if he was holding his breath waiting for an answer.

"Of course you are wrong."

When he was about to leave, Kou Dong didn't even treat him politely, he didn't even need to honor him, he said of course, "You lied from the beginning to the end, do you still think you're fine? - What do you think of him, your pet, a little boy? Cats and dogs, is it something that can't live without your protection?"

"You didn't respect or trust you and didn't put you both on the same level from the start. Only pets can be caged, you can never expect to cage a person with free will."

There was a storm in the eyes of the gods.

Kou Dong's voice was like a sigh.

"What he wants has already been told to you."

"—just freedom."

It's not difficult, but it's not just a simple vocabulary. But when all options are shattered, the Seraphim has only one last way to freedom:

He chose eternal death.

That day appeared again in front of the gods.

"Father..."

The figure floated by the cloud platform, as if it could be swept down by the vast wind.

He drew his own blood.

The gods thought vaguely, it must be painful.

He didn't block his pain so that every time the blood was cut out, he felt the same pain as his child.

[The side mission is completed.】

【Congratulations, you have cleared the copy of "Devil's Feast".】