Chapter 243:

…"Lord, talk to Li Bad!" a person shouted.
Another one: "Is this a test of Li Badi's faith?"
"I have faith, Lord."
A thousand murmured, "Yes!"
"Li Huai has faith."
"Take it away, Lord. It blinded Li Badi!"
In the darkness behind the platform, lightning flashed faintly, and the voice of the crowd suddenly stopped, and the voice was loud and reverberating.
The voice said: "Who polluted my sanctuary?" The dark veil was lifted.
Lucifer's illuminated figure stands naked in the air. This is an extraordinary sight. Li Huai was surprised to see that now that the King of Hell no longer sat and bends over, he easily stood eight feet high.
Lucifer’s anatomy is human, but his proportions have undergone subtle changes, making it completely unique in its own right. His limbs are very long, his neck and nose are also very long, and his forehead is unusually wide. There is no doubt. His are unusual in size, his eyes are unusually blue, and his skin is unusually pale. His hair was cut very close to the skull, almost invisible, but it seemed to glow, and the hair on his face and neck grew faintly, spread over his chest and abdomen, and became luxuriant in the groin. .
No one dared to speak. This time it seemed that even the flames in the cathedral stood quietly, waiting for Lucifer to say his next words. When he finally did it, his throat glowed, illuminating the mist clouded by his words.
He said, "I am Jehovah Jehovah's most beloved person," he opened his arms to show himself. "But I was thrown out of my father's love because my father was too proud and ambitious. He planned to punish me with his absence. This is a great punishment that my soul cannot bear. Although I tried, the grief was too heavy. I think To end the life that the Creator gave me. I want to disappear forever from existence and understanding. This is part of the pain. So I die in this life. I have time to lie on my own hands under the cathedral I built on the edge of In his grave..." When he talked about his freedom, his voice weakened until he could barely hear it. Then, suddenly rising from the silence, roared:
"But death is my fault! One end of my forgotten crypt is naked! In my sanctuary, I want to give up the age of silence, I found a trace of quality, filth and murder, full of blood ’S brutality, which makes me unable to take responsibility.

He stood still for a moment, letting the strong shout that seemed to last a few minutes disappear. When he spoke again, his voice was not loud, but the syllables in the heads of everyone who attended the meeting resonated.
"Why should I be naked?" the fallen man said, turning to face the priest, who was standing in devil's armor. The acolyte said nothing. The devil laughed. He asked a question again, and his tone caused a pathological temptation. "Why am I naked?"
Li Huai watched from the safety of the hiding place, and refused the urge to blink.
"Come on," he whispered so quietly that he couldn't even hear Maixia, who was standing beside him clutching his arm tightly. "Kill that bastard!"
The priest spoke.
"You are dead, my king," said the priest from hell. "I'm here to find you. My whole life has been-"
Lucifer said: "—Prepare for the Li Huai meeting."
"Yes."
"Even death will not save me from this repeated torture."
"My master?"
"I've heard this story. I've seen you. I've seen all of you! There are countless incarnations of the devil!" The devil yelled to everyone, and they watched his every move intently. When he spoke again, it was slow and deliberate. "I don't want this anymore."
He walked into the air as he spoke, reaching out for the priest. But the armor he once wore now has new allegiance, and it responds to Lucifer's method by releasing the defensive cables, making them impossible to get rid of when attacking newly discovered enemies.
In an instant, the fear of the acolyte disappeared. The lawsuit has accepted him as everyone, his magic power is stronger than ever before, and the devil stands naked in front of him. The war is not over yet. The winner has not yet been decided. The priest took a deep breath, and then said the deadly calling syllable of the eighth engine:
Uz...Yah...I...Al...Ak...Ki...Ut...Tu...Ut...Tu...Jeh...Maz...Az...A...Yah...Neh...Ark...Bej...E...Ut...Tu. "
The spread of sound has almost stopped, and the power of words has risen, causing the stench. The stench of life and death is involved in a huge river of grease. Here, the origin of the world and the undoubted secret, the secret of the end are in the same way. Hang around in the resisting liqueur. All the plagues that killed the planet are here, hovering above his head-their antidote is patient enough to track them among the poisonous people with insanity and disease. This is what the priest wanted, and his wrist sank into another mud.
Mok reacted immediately, not only sneaking up on him, but also narrowing its painless way into his flesh, bones and marrow, so that its swampy matter occupied him. It was only when it lifted from his spine and started to inject its powerful things into his head that he felt a pang of anxiety. It is one thing to have this primitive power in his limbs, heart and abdomen. In his mind, he has been persistently challenging himself, refusing to indulge in even the most insignificant thought changes, so that the idea of ​​keeping his mind free from pollution is not so popular. The liquid seemed to feel his brief resistance, and it completely flooded his head before he protested further.
He made a grunt and his body (still supported by his elite armor) became stiff. Then, the priest of began to slowly rise to a horizontal position. When he did this, the creation of new veins through the scratched face destroyed the perfect symmetry of his bruised face. This magical power inspired his anatomy that could not be retained in him. The strength of the body. Not only did it forge new blood vessels in his face, but it also surged through the muscles under Lucifer's armor, causing them to swell until the angel's shell creaked under the pressure of the new body below it.
From speaking syllables to standing in the new position in the air, it only took a few seconds, during which the priest’s eyes remained closed. At the end of the exhibition, Lucifer spoke.
"Do you have anything to say?"
"Only this," the Hell priest opened his eyes and said, two curved blades spewed out from his swollen blood vessel hands. This was the secret of his new will. The priest then threw himself at the once king of hell, and the two titans released their anger.
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