Who is the scumbag, His Royal Highness

Lucifer woke up again...

After opening his eyes, he saw the dark room without any change, and didn't even bother to lose his temper.

"Knock-knock-knock."

There was a knock on the door, and Beelzebub's voice came from outside: "Your Highness."

Lucifer straightened his messy hair and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Michael led the angel army to attack, and it is now outside the dark forest. Uriel led a group of fallen angels, and they are confronting him."

Angel almost fell off the bed.

Attacked?Is that what he understood?Didn't you just make an appointment verbally before, and haven't set a specific time yet?Why did they suddenly confront each other?

"Wait a moment, Beelzebub. I'll go out right away."

"Okay, Your Highness."

Lucifer took a deep breath, and after a long period of mental preparation, he opened his closet.

Upon entering, the cabinet is still full of black.

A high-spec dress with red stripes on a black background, black waist ornaments, black necklaces, and black bracelets!

Even the earrings are black!

The angel closed his eyes in pain... Then, he groped and took one at random, and closed the door with a bang.

He had to ask Beelzebub to prepare some white clothes for him.

The wings are black, and the hair is also black. They are already black enough, and they even have to wear black clothes?

It's so dark where I live!

What is this for?Playing the "you can't see me" game with other people?

Oh, the aesthetics of the demons.

Off-big-spectrum!

Lucifer didn't even look at the dress, and directly used spells to change it on his body.

Uh...the collar is a little empty.

He opened the cabinet again, and quickly took a necklace to put on himself.

After everything was "dressed neatly", the door opened with a creak.

Beelzebub, who was waiting outside the door, was stunned when he saw him, and quickly lowered his head: "Your Highness, you have come out. Uriel and the others are waiting for you in the dark forest to preside over the overall situation."

Beelzebub's etiquette has always been thoughtful, Lucifer did not suspect him, straightened his robe casually, and said, "Lead the way."

Then, following Beelzebub, he dignifiedly entered the teleportation point on the ninth floor of hell.

He didn't notice that the "Elohim" who watched him leave had their eyes fixed on his neck from the moment he saw him go out.

The already dark pupils were so cold that they couldn't see the bottom.

When Lucifer appeared above the gloomy forest, the sky was divided into light and dark layers.

With the gate of hell as the boundary, on one side is the holy city of Jesus Salem under the light, thousands of angels lined up neatly in the sky.

On the other side is the dark forest soaked in demonic energy, and the army of fallen angels headed by Uriel is no exception.

"Angels that I chose to fall are all devils! They should be eliminated! You don't want to confuse your brothers and sisters in heaven!"

"Bewitching? I let my partner come over, what kind of bewitching?"

"The moment you choose to fall into the sky, you have already given up on your partner! Why didn't you think about the consequences when you chose back then!"

"Falling Heaven just gave up? Why don't you just come here with me?"

"Across from each other! How about we make a compromise, my partner will not fall to heaven, but can you not stop us from meeting!"

"No way! You dirty devils!"

"You are as shameless as an angel! I will kill you!"

"Come! We warriors of heaven, never fear evil!"

……

Both sides scolded extremely violently.

Especially the army of fallen angels in the dark forest, if it weren't for the strong aura of Michael on the opposite side, I'm afraid they would have rushed up to do it long ago.

But all of these were completely silenced by the sudden appearance of an angel in midair.

The angels on both sides of the light and shadow all stared at the moment Lucifer appeared.

All the angels, even Uriel and Michael in the lead, gasped.

The most glorious holy archangel in heaven in the past, the power of holy light faded away, and his whole body was soaked in demonic energy.

The wide black wings spread quietly behind him, exuding a strong and submissive dark aura around him.

But that's not the point...

The key points are:

Lucifer's clothes were randomly selected and worn at the time, and the only mirror in the room was destroyed by himself, so he didn't know at all...

The robe he chose has a big V on the collar!

And after he realized that the neck was leaking, he tied a long scarf around his neck.

The finger-wide lace was tied around his swan-like neck, and the tassels and earrings hung on the side of his neck, making him even more extreme... [Charm].

Angels of heaven, shocked.

This, this, is it His Royal Highness the Holy Archangel whose clothes are never messy, must be buttoned to the top, and wish to wrap their entire necks?

But he looks better like this!

Wuwuwu, as expected of the most admired Highness in the whole heaven, even if she falls into the sky, she is still so beautiful!

The fallen angels in hell think more crudely: Wucai Wucai Wucao, Wucao is an angel!Your Highness is so beautiful!Yan value crit!

Sure enough, color does not distinguish between light and darkness!

Lucifer didn't know what the angels were thinking, he felt that the silk scarf tied around his neck was a little prickly... couldn't help rubbing it.

"Michael." He said, looking at the angel in a red robe across from him.

Of course, after waking up, he has been unhappy because of the demonic energy radiating everywhere, and he is also very unhappy when the silk scarf pricks his skin. His expression now is very depressed.

This leads directly to...

The group standing behind them had a big misunderstanding.

He even heard the excited discussions of many angelic subordinates:

"It's coming! Is it going to fight?"

"Sure, His Highness looks like he's here to fight!"

"Fight up, fight up!"

Lucifer who originally came over to make peace: ...

He pursed his lips tightly, and looked at the fallen angels in warning.

As a result...the fallen angels...uh, seem to be more excited.

"Look, His Highness is getting more and more angry! Get ready and draw your sword!"

"It's already ready! You cover me for a while, and I'll snatch Xiaoye over!"

"Hahaha, congratulations in advance, brother! Xiao Biesheng is newly married, and after this fight, go back and hug your wife!"

The discussion was so loud that the angels on the opposite side could hear it clearly.

"Don't be too happy! You scum of heaven!"

"We don't want to be proud either! Who made you weak!"

"Aren't you 3000 million! We alone have 3000 million legions! And 2000 million battle angels! Kill you!"

"Oh, really? But we have His Royal Highness, a little bit!"

"We, we also have His Royal Highness Michael!"

"Oh, really? But we have His Royal Highness, a little bit!"

"We still have His Royal Highness Metatron!"

"Oh, really? But we have His Royal Highness, a little bit!"

Lucifer:  …

He didn't want to fight!Why do these angels talk to themselves?

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I'm not..."

He was only halfway through when an arrow shot from the other side.The powerful power of the holy light broke through the evil energy above the dark forest and split the sky in half.

Lucifer instinctively swung his whip, knocking off the arrow.

When he came back to his senses, Michael, who was standing opposite, had pulled out the Archangel Blade, pointing the sword straight at him.

"Don't say any more, Lucifer. Look at your current appearance and the clothes you are wearing! How can you still look like a bright creature? Today, I will teach you a good lesson for God the Father!"

After speaking, he gave an order, which directly kicked off the prelude to the war between light and darkness.

Lucifer who was suddenly attacked: ...? ? ?

hello?Does anyone care what I really think?Can you listen to me? ?

and……

He looked at his black body from head to toe...

As for this ugly black and white picture, could it be -he-will-will-, may I ask? ?

Lucifer: "Michael, give me...uh..."

Before he could say the word "stop", he was interrupted.

Lucifer continued his efforts:

"Michael, you give me cold..."

"Michael, you...!"

Forget it...

Lucifer rolled up his sleeves: "He's an angel... you'd better not cry later."

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The author has something to say:

Your Highness: Destroy it, the word "tired", I say tired