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I now clearly understand that there are differences between gods, an insurmountable chasm.

Tian Xiaoban nodded: "Hiss—, so, because your mind is clear now, you... rebelled?"

Lucifer shrugged: "It's not that simple. I'm still living a normal angel's life, a monotonous and familiar routine. After all, habits formed over thousands of years are hard to break. But, you can probably guess what happened next."

That's right, I rebelled. That old guy is a real scoundrel. Rather than saying I wanted to rebel, it's more accurate to say that the old guy forced me to rebel, constantly finding fault and scolding me.

His criticisms and insults were seen as guidance and advice by the other angels. They guided me toward good and admonished me toward the truth.

It's laughable, isn't it? Those without the power of God, when faced with God, will find that no matter what, He is perfect.

Tian Xiaoban felt a pang in her heart. Only those who have wronged you will know how innocent you are.

"So I rebelled, and then the old man was overjoyed! He was delighted by everything that had suddenly happened."

But his power was too great, and he easily suppressed me. He called me a piece of trash, saying I couldn't even rebel properly! In his anger, he threw me into hell.

Lucifer's handsome face was tinged with red, demonic scales appeared on his cheeks, and his eyes were already bloodshot. It seemed that recalling the infuriating past events was making Lucifer somewhat unable to control his emotions.

"After he threw me into hell, he told me to lead the demon army back to fight him, so that those little angels would know what evil is and what good is."

As he wished, I led my demon army and charged forward!

Tian Xiaoban frowned, a strange sense of oppression rising within her. 'This God seems so despicable, always chasing after uncontrollable thrills. But because I'm too strong, I can't achieve it.'

"You know what? When I led the demons through Heaven and pointed my sword at him, he laughed and praised me for doing a good job."

Hahaha, I, an angel born with a predetermined sense of good and evil, am feeling lost for the first time. What is good? What is evil? Is God's way of doing things good or evil?

Even if someone were omniscient and omnipotent, they could not give me the answer to this question.

The more engrossed Tian Xiaoban became in the story, the more she asked, "And then what happened?"

"Later... I was so angry that I stabbed him twice, but I found that he was impossible to kill. I tried everything, but I couldn't do anything to him."

So he threw me into hell again, and just like last time, I couldn't even resist.

"Later, I learned why he was so powerful."

This is a difference in status. Although God's power has brought me to His level, I am still His creation. I will always be weaker than Him.

call----"

Lucifer let out a long breath, trying to calm himself down. After all, this was all ancient history; he couldn't possibly get so angry over telling a story.

Tian Xiaoban touched his chin; it was a little milk residue from drinking sweetened milk. After it dried with his body heat, his chin felt sticky, so he subconsciously rubbed it while asking:

"So what? You're giving up? This jerk is such a pain in the neck, don't you want to beat him up a few more times?"

Lucifer was silent for a moment because of Tian Xiaoban's unserious manner. After regaining his senses, he retorted, "Yes, you guessed right."

I was so frustrated by the beating that I had given up. The idea of ​​social class differences was something the old guy came up with, and I couldn't understand it back then.

So, I'm stuck in hell, giving up and living my demon king life.

However, the old man didn't give up. He felt there must be a way to bring me to the same level as him, and then have a real match with me.

Tian Xiaoban gasped:

"Wow, that's scary. He's not going to control you to destroy the world, is he?"

Lucifer smiled helplessly:

"Ha, no, your method is too low-level. I didn't even have time to do anything before God personally destroyed the world, and then with one sentence, he shifted the blame onto me: it's all the fault of the fallen angel Lucifer."

"Holy crap, are you just taking the blame for something? What happened to your reputation as a rebellious angel? Didn't you even try to fight back and tell the world it wasn't your fault?"

Tian Xiaoban's tone was one of disappointment and frustration. He felt that the girl had suffered in silence and was being treated like a fool.

Lucifer: "Heh, you want to know why? Let's go back."

As soon as Lucifer snapped his fingers, the three of them vanished instantly. When Tian Xiaoban's vision returned, he sat down on the ground with a thud. The pain made him realize that they had switched places.

"This is your original universe. Come on, ask the little guy next to you what I just said."

Tian Xiaoban turned to Garfield: "Garfield, what did Lucifer just say?"

Suddenly being asked such a stupid question, Garfield worried that something had happened to Ben Tennyson.

"Huh? Ben, didn't you hear? Lucifer just told the story of God's creation of the world, it was so boring."

Tian Xiaoban was shocked. That's not how it is. Lucifer was just complaining about that shameless old man. How did it become God creating the world in Garfield's ears?

Lucifer spread his hands and, in a habitual, listless tone, said:

“See? Cognitive alteration. In the world created by the old man, he is the center of the world. Even if I say he’s a ‘sour radish’ (meaning someone who is ignorant and cynical), what this little guy hears is probably ‘praise God’.”

Tian Xiaoban looked at Garfield with a horrified expression: "What did Lucifer just say?"

"He shouted 'Praise God' twice? No, Ben, are you experiencing some kind of aftereffect? ​​If there's something wrong with your ears, I can fix them for you!"

Because the modifications made to the First Sky were too powerful, Garfield's appearance as a Celestial has essentially been finalized. Unless he surpasses the First Sky, his form will forever remain the six-eyed Celestial form.

A holy light emanated from the fingertips of the god Zugarfi, healing Tian Xiaoban's body and restoring everything to him.

With her body warm and cozy, Tian Xiaoban broke free from her fear under this comforting care:

"Uh, no need, Garfield. It's not a physical problem, it's just that the amount of information I just heard was too overwhelming, and my mind is a bit fuzzy."

Lucifer expressed his understanding with a sigh:

"Alas, when the whole world is asleep, being awake is a sin. Let's go back!"

"Snapped!"

With another snap of their fingers, they were back in the bar.

As soon as he returned, Garfield from the Celestials was stiff all over and sweating profusely.

In this bar, all his confused memories will be unsealed and reopened. He was so scared that he almost fainted, and his body was stiff as a board.

Tian Xiaoban: "By the way, Boss Lu, why am I alright? Am I immune to mind control?"

Sometimes, admitting defeat is a skill in itself. Since Boss Lu has already given him this hint, he should at least do something about it.

Lucifer smiled slightly. The story hadn't been told in vain after all. Since his employees had questions, he, the omniscient and omnipotent boss, naturally had to answer them:

"No, it's this thing in your hand. It's constantly making you normal again."

God's power cannot remain within you for long, therefore, you are also conscious.

Tian Xiaoban looked at the watch in surprise: So, the broken gene lock has this function?

"Then I won't be secretly eliminated by that guy, will I?"

The psychological impact is truly terrifying.

Lucifer shook his head: "No, just like I said, what he wants is someone to play games with him. I've been playing with him for too long, and he's getting a little tired of it. And then you just happened to appear in his field of vision."

Based on my timeline before I met you, you would repeatedly switch between hero and villain, then be driven to a mental breakdown by the old man, triggering a world-ending crisis.

However, now that you're my subordinate, if that old man wants to lay a hand on you, he'll have to get past me first.

With Boss Lu making such a guarantee, what else can Tian Xiaoban say?

When soldiers come, we'll meet them head-on; when water comes, we'll dam it. In any case, my safety is guaranteed, but I might need to see a psychologist more often in the future.

The emerald green dial gave him a lot of confidence; the Omnitrix was fully charged.

As long as it's fully charged, Tian Xiaoban won't back down, I guess...

The thought of Boss Lu saying that he was tricked by God and developed a mental illness is quite terrifying.

But thinking about it this way, it's no wonder Lucifer wanted to kick that old guy off his position as the creator god, because he really wasn't human.

"Sigh, Mr. Lu, you've had it tough too!"

"Exactly! How could it be easy to spend every day playing a 'game' with an old person who's like a child, a game that never ends?"

However, now that you've joined my ranks, let me first assign you some tasks.

"Ah, so fast?" Tian Xiaoban suddenly had a bad feeling.

With a slight tear of his hand, Lucifer casually ripped open a spatial gate leading to hell.

"Come with me."

He led the two inside, back into the palace of hell.

Tian Xiaoban and Garfield from the Celestials Group exchanged bewildered glances. They vaguely remembered that just a few dozen minutes ago, they had fought with God in an attempt to leave this place, and now they were back!

Lucifer said with a smile:

"Hehe, that's how it is."

I plan to retire for a while, but the rules of hell dictate that there must be a 'Satan' demon king in hell!

Oh, I almost forgot you're not demons and don't have inherited knowledge. To put it simply, here, 'Satan' is the title of the King of Demons.

Once you have this title, you can command all the demons in Hell and use the power of the entire Hell. Unless someone can destroy Hell, the Demon King will not die.

"I plan to hand over Hell to you to manage. As long as you don't blow it up, you can make it however you want; I'll fix it."

Tian Xiaoban immediately shifted the blame: "...Then let Garfield manage Hell, how about that?"

"Me?" Garfield pointed at himself, completely bewildered.

"Could it be me again? I'm a human, and it's very uncomfortable for me to stay here! Besides, haven't you already entered the multidimensional realm? It doesn't matter where your main body is. Just give me a clone to accompany me on adventures, okay?"

Your original body can stay in hell, eating and drinking to pass the time, and even watch the live streams your clone sends you.

Tian Xiaoban's words were reasonable and well-founded, and besides, he had a lot of things to deal with in the human world.

Garfield from the Celestials group thought about it and realized that it made sense. He hadn't even figured out his own body yet, and all those strange powers on him were definitely not suitable for Earth.

"Okay, that works too. To be honest, I really like the food here."

Lucifer appeared very anxious. With a wave of his hand, Garfield, the celestial being who was originally full of divinity, was enveloped in the power of hell.

The inheritance begins. The two original sins, [Anger] and [Pride], are also inserted into his body.

Garfield's hellish rules, which had been suppressed by various rules and energies within his body, seemed to have found a backer and became active again.

Garfield's six white eyes were quickly stained red, but Garfield himself did not feel any enhancement.

"You can decide whatever you want. I'm going on vacation. Just call me if you need anything. Goodbye!"

He turned around and left Hell without looking back, without even instructing Garfield on what a demon king should do.