"Okay, I still have something to do, let's practice here today." Lucifer shook his head, as if a little awkward, he didn't continue, turned his head and walked in the direction of the temple, "By the way, I'll test your recent training results the day after tomorrow, and if you pass, you can start the next round of training." ”

"Understood." The little guy respectfully showed a well-behaved appearance, and his small palms were placed on the top of his head, making a non-standard salute.

"Hmm." Lucifer nodded, and his body had disappeared in front of him.

Are the two really alike? Maybe not, it's just that he can only see the similarities between the two people, and as for the points that are not quite similar, he doesn't seem to see them at all.

After all, the handsome little guy in front of him seems to be much more majestic than he was back then, not only his own strength, but also his background, which may not be considered a background at all. Although he knew that this little guy might be just an orphan like himself, the others didn't seem to know where he came from, after all, the only person they had to do with him seemed to see was Lucifer.

And what kind of status he has in heaven, it seems that there is no need to say more, everyone knows, if there is a person in heaven other than the priest, who is the most powerful? It was definitely not the patriarch of any family, or a certain executive, but this young man who had a cold face every day and only a black funeral dress on his body. No one knows what exactly he wore such a dress for, and who he was for the funeral? Maybe not too many people can remember it clearly, but they still remember the incident more than ten years ago, that day, it seems to have been very usual, but this person went to the door of the Gabriel family, which can be said to be the highest status in the divine realm at that time.

He didn't seem to speak, but chose to do it directly, no one knew what the reason was, and he didn't seem to want to hear any explanation at all, no matter what the old man in front of him said to him, he always had a cold face, so that people didn't know what he was thinking at that moment.

On that day, even the priest did not come forward to stop him, and even said that he could not stop it at all. And the people of the divine realm also saw for the first time, what the legendary army in hell looked like, it was like a torrent, no one could stop them, they were blades of steel, and in front of them were just papier-mâché walls, and there was no so-called comparison between the two sides at all.

On that day, in heaven, Gabriel's family was removed, and the whole family was not left alive, and that man, the man who shocked and frightened and even admired countless people, knelt in front of the pile of graves, sobbing quietly, and no one knew why he was crying, why such a man, why he could cry, how could he cry.

And behind him, hundreds of thousands of troops, quietly kneeling on one knee on the ground, all dressed in black clothing, carefully smoothing out every wrinkle, as if to see off someone, but who is that person? All the people looked at them, and those who wanted to know the answer, but the people from hell, they didn't say a word.

So it became a secret, even now, no one knows what he was doing that day, and it was also the same day that all the people in heaven saw the horror of this man. The strongest man who was called the priest, in the hands of this man, did not even have any power to fight back, and that day he also established his current position, but from that day on, that man also wore a black funeral dress, which never faded.

Such a person, it can be said that if anyone can get abandoned, it will be a useless thing for him, and even his future will be absolutely no problem.

But no one else could do that, and the only person they knew of who could have anything to do with Lucifer except the army of hell seemed to be Michael.

But the little one didn't seem interested in the compliments of those people, or in the big gifts, and there seemed to be only himself in his world, and only the target that no one knew about, and even Lucifer had asked, but he never said it again.

The little guy looked at Lucifer, as if everything here was cold, only this man would make him feel a little warm, and only when he was around this man, he would show his childish appearance.

Why, exactly? He wasn't very clear, just as Lucifer asked him about his goals, did he really have a goal? Maybe there seems to be that thing in the dark, but he can't feel it, at least now he doesn't know what that target is.

He just seems to want to get stronger and ruin this place... Or it's not everything, like the snack street that Lucifer often takes him to, it seems to be a place to stay, and those uncles seem to be super kind.

He scratched his head slightly, he didn't know why he felt this way, anyway, it was a little inexplicable. This feeling came from the moment I appeared in this world.

But that day... Where exactly?

The little guy wrinkled his nose, as if he was thinking, hesitated, as if he was in that place, in the dark soil, he was gently carried out, and behind him was a coffin, in which lay a very beautiful young lady, really good-looking, but he had never seen such a pale face.

Afterwards... God knows how he remembered these things, he forgot all the things of his childhood, but he remembered only this thing clearly, and even sometimes when he dreamed, he would see this scene, wandering in his mind over and over again, and every time he wanted to destroy the world, destroy the world completely, and there was nothing left.

This is clearly your own home, why should you destroy your own home?

He didn't know that this was like an obsession, slowly fermenting in this young body, and then growing little by little, one day it would break through the ground and become a towering tree, making the world tremble, and even the sky above his head was pushed out of a hole.

It's just that on that day, it seems that it would be better if Lucifer's brother could also be by his side...

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