I let the genie out of the bottle

"Methuselah, after I leave, continue to spread my name on earth," Lu Ye instructed, tilting his head slightly back and looking at the distant sky.

The mechanical girl standing behind Lu Ye remained silent, nodding slightly.

The next moment, a twelve-winged radiant angel appeared before Lu Ye, accompanied by a magnificent chariot of fire, fire horses, and honorable guards.

Archangel Michael.

Unlike the more majestic and fierce angel he had encountered in the Godslayer world, this Michael from the Godslayer world had a gentler expression on his face, looking like a kind old man.

Of course, his compassion is only directed towards those who are willing to believe in and serve the Lord. When facing enemies, he will naturally display the power commensurate with his name.

“Enoch, the righteous, the Lord knows the sincerity of your faith.” Michael looked at Lu Ye with some confusion, though he did not show it on his face. “The Lord commands that you be taken to heaven in the chariot of glory.”

Suddenly, Michael received a command from God to use God's chariot to take a living human to heaven. He had never encountered anything like this before since he became conscious.

However, since it is God's command, there must be a reason for it, and he only needs to carry it out.

Michael spread his wings, gazing leisurely at the highest heavens, pulling his radiant chariot of flames forward across the sky, while Lu Ye stood leisurely atop the chariot.

By faith Enoch was taken away so that he would not die; and no one could find him, because God had taken him away. But before he was taken away, he had already obtained clear evidence that God was pleased with him.

Soon, they arrived at a vast and boundless place, indistinguishable between round and square, with milky-white towers and battlements adorned with jade. This was the abode of all angels, the sacred place in the hearts of countless believers—the heavens.

The armies of the angels were summoned, and under the command of their respective leaders, thousands upon thousands poured out from the four corners of heaven, shining with dazzling light, and lined up before the throne of the Almighty, the God of the Bible.

Standing at the forefront of the angels were the four archangels of heaven: Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, and Uriel. Following closely behind were several celestial princes, whose power, though not quite equal to that of the four archangels, was still considerable.

A figure radiating divine light sat enthroned on the throne of God.

Lu Ye could feel that gentle, smiling gaze was fixed on him.

"Lord—" At that moment, one of the angels kneeling on the ground suddenly spoke.

"Aren't these the people who should have been destroyed in the flood on earth? Why are they able to come to heaven?"

Even through the dense holy light, Lu Ye could sense that the saint's expression faltered slightly.

Then, the gentle and calm voice slowly rang out.

“I have chosen this man to be your Lord and ruler in heaven, and I delight in him more than in you.”

Everything is exactly as recorded in the Book of Enoch.

Then, Saint continued to speak.

"Because you were good at remembering things on earth, you are granted the right to record things in heaven, and thus you are the scribe of heaven."

"You are granted the privilege of looking directly at the face of God, the Archangel of the Face, and seeing the face of God."

"I grant you seventy-two wings, transforming you into an angel, the King of Angels, the Agent of God, Metatron."

“I have given you authority to rule the heavens on my behalf, hence you are called the ‘Prime Minister of Heaven’.”

Even among the angels, there might be some who have doubts about God's decision, but very few actually question it.

Or rather, Saint simply didn't care.

Thus, the titles recorded in the Book of Enoch were bestowed upon Lu Ye one by one by the Prophet himself.

In other words, from this moment on, "Enoch incarnated as Metatron" was no longer a false scripture, but Lu Ye's personal experience, a real history.

So, Lu Ye slowly turned around and faced the angel legion behind him.

“Then—” A smile appeared on his face, and his seventy-two glorious wings slowly unfolded behind him.

"Go and meet the Prime Minister of Heaven!"

P.S.: Speaking of which, during the Godslayer arc, when facing Michael, Lu Ye, in his Metatron identity, said, "Greetings to the Prime Minister of Heaven." However, the effect I wanted to achieve in this chapter is quite different from the one I actually wrote...

Okay, that's all for today. I'm not feeling well; someone in my family has a fever...

Chapter Twenty-Five: Will you stay here with me forever?

The seventh heaven, the highest place in the heavens that should be accessible only to the God of the Bible, is where the system of biblical mythology resides.

Inside the tall building, which was as white as jade and radiated a soft, moonlit glow, Lu Ye slowly opened his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the blonde, petite girl curled up in his arms like a kitten.

Although he no longer needs sleep as a form of rest, Lu Ye will still retain this old habit to some extent because of his past habits and the fact that sleep does provide a high efficiency in mental recovery. Of course, he will sleep much less frequently than before.

Having spent a long time with Lu Ye, Sheng naturally gradually got used to the sleeping behavior.

"Saint." Lu Ye sat up, holding the soft, fragrant petite girl in his arms, and rubbed his chin against her soft golden hair. Then, he took one of her fair, jade-like feet in his hand and gently pinched her delicate toes with two fingers.

Then, a pair of white cotton socks appeared in her hand and she carefully slipped them onto her small feet.

Yes, that's quite suitable.

The ancient Chinese dictionary "Shuowen Jiezi" states: "Socks are footwear." Socks themselves serve the functions of preventing odor, protecting, and making the feet look nice. At this point, only the last of these three functions remains.

Many people prefer thinner socks because the flesh color can be vaguely seen through the thin fabric. However, thicker socks, because they don't show the skin, can actually accentuate the shape of the foot and add a touch of mystery.

Moreover, the contrast between the color of the sock cuff and the ankle is exceptionally striking when wearing slightly thicker white socks, making them even more intriguing. For example, in this case, the color of Saint's ankles is a different shade of white than the socks she's wearing, like milk or mutton fat, seemingly with a shimmering sheen that makes one want to lick it carefully.

"like?"

Noticing Lu Ye's gaze, Sheng's lips curled up slightly. One of her bare feet stepped on the ground, and her milky white, round toes were slightly deformed due to the pressure, instantly turning a faint blush.

"I like it very much." Lu Ye nodded gently in reply.

"Mm." She seemed pleased to receive a positive reply, then raised her face, her eyes showing a hint of seriousness.

"In that case, how about we stay here together on this seventh day?" Saint stood up, his tone gentle yet expectant. "Just stay here with me and sleep peacefully on this tranquil seventh day. This is my territory, and under my command, it will be a fortress that will not be affected even if the world is destroyed, and that can survive safely in the gaps between dimensions."

"Shall we sleep here together forever?"

Saint extended a hand, his clear, pale golden eyes gleaming with holy light, extending an invitation to Lu Ye.

"Sleeping too much is not a good habit."

Lu Ye helped Sheng to her feet, then silently released her, a gentle smile on his face.

"I still have a lot to do."

As long as there is hope for moving forward, Lu Ye's steps will never stop for any reason. Regarding this question, let alone Saint, even when facing Mozlis, Lu Ye's answer would not change in the slightest.

The only thing that could stop him was having nowhere else to go.

Therefore, he naturally refused without hesitation.

"I see. That's a pity."

Seeing Lu Ye's resolute attitude, even though she had never held any hope, a fleeting look of disappointment still crossed her clear, golden eyes. However, immediately, a gentle smile returned to her face, and she took Lu Ye's hand, pressing her soft body against him.

"In that case, come with me later to see the people on the ground. I can sense that evil has spread across the land, and the day of destruction is not far off."

After a large number of angels, led by Azazel and Simzas, fell from grace, they taught humanity on Earth a great deal of knowledge.

Azazel, one of the angels, taught the sinful people how to make swords, shields, and breastplates. He also revealed the methods of working metals on earth, teaching them to make beautiful crafts such as bracelets, and various beautiful stones. Simzas taught them about charm and planting.

Barakdrow taught them astrology, Kirkbor taught them about constellations, Ispiel taught them about clouds, Arikel taught them about the signs of the earth, Samosir taught them about the sun, and Cyril taught them about the moon.

For humanity, this might be considered a step forward in civilization. However, while material life has changed rapidly, moral cultivation has failed to keep pace, ultimately leading to the rapid growth of desires and evil in the human heart.

Furthermore, the demon race from the underworld repeatedly displays their power on earth, deceiving a large number of humans into believing in them, regarding them as gods, and worshipping them.

In Saint's eyes, humanity on Earth was nearing its end. She was simply waiting for the right moment to cleanse the land and allow the entire human race to start anew.

Lu Ye had no intention of stopping this plan. After all, the "Great Flood" was arguably the most famous event in the entire Bible, and he might gain a lot from it as well.

"It's not just the humans in your territory; perhaps the entire land of all the pantheons needs a cleansing." Walking hand in hand with the Saint across this land, Lu Ye spoke casually, as if he were discussing a trivial matter.

However, what he decided was the fate of all humankind in this world.

There are many pantheons in this world, each with its own territory, large or small. Within their own pantheon's territory, they naturally act according to their own mythology. Even if a holy general were to wash the earth with a flood, it would only be directed at their own territory.

However, Lu Ye decided to go all out and experience a great flood, regardless of which pantheon it was or whether there was a great flood in its mythological history. This time, all pantheons of the Bible would experience a great flood!

On Earth, the devout shepherd who had been entrusted with the care of the child Methuselah had entrusted to him had passed away peacefully in his old age. Lamech, who had once been just a child, had now successfully married and had his first child.

The child's skin was as white as snow, and his lips were as red as roses. His hair was as white as wool, with long eyelashes, and his eyes were exceptionally beautiful. When he opened his eyes and looked at his parents, the house suddenly brightened as if illuminated by sunlight, and the entire room was filled with light.

"Lord!" Lamech cried out in horror as he looked at the child in his arms, his face filled with unconcealed fear.

“I gave birth to a son whose eyes are as bright as the sun, whose face is radiant. He doesn’t look like my child, but the child of an angel!”

Chapter Twenty-Six: Noah and the Ark! The Flood March!

“I am Metatron. Lamay, there is no need to be alarmed.”

Lu Ye answered calmly, directly replacing Sheng.

Even though Lamech had previously been pleading and praying to the Lord, Lu Ye was now acting on behalf of the God of the Bible, doing what should have been done by God.

His voice was devoid of emotion, yet possessed an unusual gentleness that felt as warm as a spring breeze and rain, inspiring unwavering trust.

Under his voice, even Lamai, who thought he had given birth to a monster, gradually calmed down.

"Reverend Metatron, the Supreme One who rose from man to heaven, may your glory endure forever." Lamé calmed himself down, his voice softening, but his brow remained furrowed, showing some worry.

For a man of this era, the appearance of a monster among his children filled him with immense fear. This devout man even wondered if he had unintentionally done something to offend God and was being punished.

“My child looks no more than a spirit from heaven than a human being!”

"Don't worry, he's your child." Lu Ye said, glancing with a touch of emotion at Lamai, who, in his eyes, had grown from a child into an adult in the blink of an eye.

Several decades have passed since he came to this world, equivalent to half a lifetime for an ordinary person. But for Lu Ye, it feels like only yesterday.

If he were still someone who had never come into contact with supernatural powers, he would probably be nearing the end of his life by now. But at this moment, Lu Ye showed no signs of decline, either physically or mentally.

Thinking of this, Lu Ye subconsciously touched the bottle in his arms. He had only faced one gamble before. The rest of the time, he had always been certain of victory.

That gamble was about whether he should continue his contact with Mozlis. But now, it's clear that he won that gamble. Even if things change in the future, he won't have lost out.

Of course, even so, it doesn't mean Lu Ye can accept his defeat. Trying to gain as much as possible is in line with his character. Failing to gain as much benefit as possible, in a sense, is a failure.

Although many thoughts flashed through his mind, on the surface, Lu Ye only paused slightly before continuing to explain to the worried Lamai.

"Humanity in this world is gradually becoming beyond redemption. This is the result of humanity's sins."

Lu Ye's voice was gentle yet carried an indescribable majesty, perfectly matching humanity's speculation and yearning for gods.

"They have turned away from God, and will eventually be abandoned by God; this is the most natural outcome!"

As Lamai prayed to God for his child and successfully spoke with Lu Ye, a divine figure with seventy-two wings and a face as radiant as the sun seemed to appear before him. He knew that this was the one most favored by the Lord.

"Soon, a great destruction will occur on earth, and a great flood will come. At that time, your child will survive in this world. You should call him Noah, for he will be the survivor of this era!"

Influenced by the devout shepherd who adopted him, and of course, by his own personal factors, Lamey, also a devout believer, was not as sinful as the people of this land.

Upon hearing Lu Ye's explanation, Lamai's gaze slowly turned to the white-haired, beautiful, and radiant child in his arms, his eyes filled with piety.

Lamai sighed.

“This son will comfort us for our work and the toil of our hands, which we have done because the Lord has cursed the earth!”

According to the myths spread by the sanctuary, the first humans lived a carefree life in the Garden of Eden, but were expelled for eating the fruit of knowledge, and could only satisfy their hunger through hard work.

"The main character is in place, so all we need to do now is wait patiently, right?"

Walking hand in hand with Saint on the earth, Lu Ye slowly withdrew his gaze from Noah's direction and asked.

In a sense, many things that should have been done by Sheng Lai were now being done by Lu Ye.

Although it appears that Lu Ye is the one running around taking care of everything, allowing Sheng to save a lot of effort, in reality, these matters should all belong to Sheng's "history" or "achievements."

At this moment, Lu Ye takes the place of Saint in the myth, which implicitly confirms the scene in the myth that "the position of the Lord is gradually replaced by Metatron" in the myth modified by Lu Ye.

Saint herself didn't care at all about this. After all, most of her energy was currently focused on monitoring the movements of the 666 Beast and the other world. Therefore, except for some tasks she had already decided to complete herself, she wouldn't mind having Lu Ye do them.

As for the consequences of doing so, it seems that this was not within her consideration.

“No, it’s still a little short,” Saint said, slowly extending his hand.

In her fair, jade-like hands lay a small, exquisite boat-shaped object. Its entire body was a bright yellow of gopher wood; it was clearly a small ark with a length-to-width ratio of six to one.

With a length-to-width ratio of 6:1, this is the optimal size for navigating the seas and withstanding various winds and waves. Even in raging storms, such a ship can use buoyancy and its own weight to cancel out various external forces, maintaining the ship's balance and thus almost never capsizing.

Clearly, this is the so-called Noah's Ark, the ship in the Bible that sheltered Noah and his family, as well as the chosen male and female animals, and that preserved fire for the world.

It could not have been built by a mere mortal using his own strength, as it was able to withstand divine power and would not have capsized. In this world, the so-called Noah's Ark is a divine artifact bestowed by the God of the Bible.

The saint opened his hand, and the small ark instantly transformed into a stream of light, flying towards the direction where Noah was hiding and entering his body.