Restarting Life After Forcibly Marrying the Demon King

After confirming that the angel clan kept a wide distance from her, Li Lulu whispered.

"That island is about to fall down. You go up now, and you will be affected again when you fall into the black hole in a while."

"No," Luo Ning secretly smiled, bent down, and whispered in Li Lulu's ear.

"It's really affected, isn't it my wife who gave me a fire?"

"I……!"

Li Lulu made a gesture to punch Luo Ning with a small pink fist, but considering her image as a proud devil, Li Lulu held back.

She blushed from holding back, and silently enlarged her bat wings.

"Come on!" she snapped.

"You, and you." Luo Ning pointed at the two angels closest to him.

"You stay here and watch, the rest... the rest of the angels, go back to the Temple of Heaven with me."

After Luo Ning finished speaking, he turned around and hugged Li Lulu's waist.

Anyway, no matter who holds who, the result is the same.

Li Lulu's arms froze, and the devil's nose was very sensitive, so when she got close to Luo Ning again, she smelled that bit of her own 'smell' on Luo Ning.

The fair little face couldn't help but heat up, Li Lulu quickly pulled up the mask behind her and put it on her head.

Only then did he stretch out his huge bat wings and take Luo Ning into the sky.

But those well-trained angels were only slightly taken aback after receiving Luo Ning's order.

They all looked at each other, and then followed behind Luo Ning.

Regardless of the identity of the other party, the survival or death of their Angel family homeland, the right to choose is all in the hands of this man.

399 Heaven

"We were deceived!"

"Our pure white wings, the sacred light on the wings is not a gift from the God of Light!"

"Without Him, we still have purity and flawlessness...and He, our faith, spews evil dark matter from his mouth!!"

The gate of the temple.

The soft cotton clouds are warmed by the gentle sun.

Everywhere the eyes pass is a golden warm light.

Here is the holy and white belonging, where the angel's heart is.

But at this moment, outside the warm and disciplined Temple of Heaven, the atmosphere has become extremely cold, and the angels who usually stick to the rules are walking around in a hurry.

The angels have different opinions.

Several elderly angels hold crutches, and the wings behind them are like white paper pasted together, weakly pasted on their backs, it is difficult for people to see how many wings they have.

"Oh my god, you still have the mood to question your beliefs. Don't you look at what heaven looks like now! It's almost falling to the ground! It's hard to predict whether our great God of Light will live or die!"

The person who spoke was an old man with a thin face, and the long stick in his hand was so anxious that he knocked on the ground.

The cotton cloud on the ground is of a peculiar material, soft and soft to the touch, but when it is knocked on it, it makes a strange noise.

"It's useless to worry, there are only a few of us, we can't even use magic, we can only watch. Heaven is the place where I was born and conceived. If it falls, I will fall together!"

"...Gods are immortal, why do you speculate about the life and death of the God of Light? Even if the heavens fall, the God of Light cannot fall!"

"Didn't you hear His shrill cry just now?" Another skinny old man with no hair said, "That kind of movement... I think it's a bit difficult."

"What a ghost! I think you are old-fashioned!"

"Hey...why are you still scolding people? Discipline, discipline, old man, is it true that if the God of Light is not in the temple, you will be rampant for a day! I usually see you kneeling the hardest when you worship, but today I can't hold it anymore!"

"What about me? Each other! Return old things, you are old things, and everyone here is old things!!"

For two days, the elders pinched each other, and even got involved while talking.

There were not a few feathers flying all over the sky, and the fragile wings were bare, and they were about to catch up with their bald hairstyles.

The elder's expression is very funny, and it is quite funny when coupled with the face of the sharp-billed monkey.

One of them couldn't stand it anymore, and coughed a few times in embarrassment.

But those stubborn old men didn't notice his warning at all, instead they fought in full swing and intensified.

"Hey... Lord Raphael is still here."

The elder who tried to persuade the fight couldn't stand it any longer, so he opened his mouth to remind them.

The elders who were pinching each other 'everyone here are old things' just stopped suddenly.

Although Raphael was deprived of the position of Seraph Archangel by the God of Light not long ago, she has always been the pride of the Angel Clan. In the hearts of the Angel Clan, her status is not something that can be shaken by reputation.

The elders looked at each other in blank dismay, their faces that had been flushed from the quarrel turned as pale as snow.

"...Rafael, what do you think about this matter?"

The only old man who did not participate in the interaction between the elders spoke slowly.

The man was wearing a plain white robe. Compared with the traditional white robes and gold trim of the Angel Clan, the old man's clothes were not decorated at all, and his body had no color at all.

The old man has white hair and a white robe, and even his eyebrows are white. Except for a little flesh-colored skin, his whole body is about to blend in with the color of the cotton cloud in the background.

The old man had a kind face, his eyebrows fell down long, and he was asking Raphael solemnly.

Raphael was standing beside them.

She looked at the sky, thoughtful.

Her long golden hair blows in the breeze, and her clear blue eyes seem to be able to drown in everything in the world.

"Rafael."

The old man was a little confused.This was the first time he saw Rafael in a daze since he had taught Rafael for so many years.

"……teacher."

Rafael was in a daze for a while, and finally came back to his senses.

She looked at the elder in front of her, shook her head, and said.

"The fall from heaven has stopped..."

"……Um?!"

The elders of the five angel tribes were puzzled at the same time.

Then he reacted quickly, and the speed at which the ground fell under his feet had indeed slowed down to a stable level.

"I just said, our great God of Light will definitely protect us!"

Someone snapped.

Raphael shook his head.

"It is not the God of Light who stops the fall from heaven..."

"what?!"

"Elders...the God of Light has passed away."

Rafael turned around suddenly, his expression became serious, and his clear eyes were bright.

The six wings behind him slowly stretched out, covering a large area of ​​sunlight.

Every feather on the wings is golden, which is the envy of all the elders.

Rafael's temperament is innate, and every word she speaks seriously will not be questioned by any angel.

But what she said was too outrageous, almost beyond the cognition of most elders.

So they were all taken aback, and couldn't say a word for a while.

Noisy is noisy, noisy is noisy, but suddenly said in a serious manner that their gods are gone, and it was hard to accept for a while.

Rafael's eyes stayed on them, and he continued:

"The gods are not diminished or destroyed, nor will they be killed by all things, but if the one who kills him is another god..."

"Even if the elders want to drown in their own wells, it doesn't matter if they don't want to admit it, but the God of Creation has indeed come to this world. This is a fact that you cannot deny or avoid."

"...The God of Creation came to the land of the demons, so it is very likely that he is with the monsters!"

The emaciated elder eagerly denied it.

It is difficult for a self-proclaimed angel to suddenly accept another god, but Raphael has nothing else, he still has a lot of patience and time.

So she didn't mind having a few more words with these stubborn elders.

"It's just that the person who summoned him happened to be the Demon King of the Demon Race..."

"Chuangshi God created the day and also created the night. Demons were born, and angels were also born."

"If it is necessary to distinguish between good and evil for the Chuangshi God, then he must be a balance of good and evil, neither black nor white... He is the truth."

Rafael's eyes became warm, and her ice-cold pupils showed no emotion at all, but at this moment, it seemed that there was an indescribable flame of endless admiration and passion.

"Compared to his fairness and selflessness towards good and evil, the duplicity of the God of Light seems extremely hypocritical."

Rafael's tone was calm and indifferent, as if he was just describing a very simple matter.

She can't jump, let alone explain anything excitedly.

Except for the thought-provoking light flashing in her eyes, there was no change in her expression on her indifferent face.

"We have been pursuing the light all our lives, but the light is always above our heads. Regardless of the wind and rain, the sun will rise the next day as usual."

"It's not a gift from some god of light, it's a gift from nature. Nature comes from rules, rules come from truth... and truth comes from..."

Raphael said that he didn't continue talking.

There is no need for her to tell the truth.

She needs to let the elders think for themselves.

"Rafael will not want the elders to act like white-eyed wolves. The God of Light has indeed brought us favors. At least she has given us a residence in heaven, brought us shelter, taught us knowledge and commandments. These kindnesses will definitely be unforgettable. .”

"But it is undeniable that under his hypocritical appearance and in the golden light, his wings have rotted long ago."

"So, it's not that we angels betrayed the God of Light, but the God of Light himself betrayed the Light."

"We still yearn for the flawless light. We live for faith, but the God of Light has long since abandoned his faith."

"The direction of His heart is chaos and evil. Therefore, we don't need to feel guilty."

"Raphael..."

The old man with a kind face gently called Rafael's name, then shook his head.

"I know, teacher. Sometimes the truth is not important. What the angel race needs is reality. In fact, we, like the God of Light, have decayed a long time ago, decayed in this glorious temple, and lost in the soft clouds. "

"What the angel family needs is holiness and arrogance. We should kneel under what we think is the right and sacred temple. We have become accustomed to sitting in glory and living in this beautiful paradise that symbolizes light."

"We can always paralyze ourselves..."

"But now, the god who protected us has fallen, it's time to wake up."

Rafael felt a friendly atmosphere, and she glanced towards the sky.

Lifting her slender thighs and rubbing them against the soft ones, she took a few steps back.

He just retreated behind the man who was walking over.

"Will you wake up, or with the arrogance of your heart, fall together with that hypocritical god..."

"Make your choice, Elder."

Rafael's gaze completely calmed down.

For her who is usually taciturn, she said more in these few minutes than she said in her entire life.

She has done her best, tried her best.

The old man in front of her used to be the elder who lived with her day and night, and the teacher who taught her the precepts. Raphael hoped that they would wake up.

"...Master God."