Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Legend of Samel
Samael was always the same emotionless face as a dead man for 10,000 years, which made it difficult for him to make friends, and he was surrounded only by his classmates in the student council, and even his classmates did not consider him to be one of his own. Or rather, the only person he was a friend to was that stupid Mephistopheles, no, it's time to call him Mephisto.
Lucifer rebelled in the original heavens, and with the help of Satan and Ballhouse, he successfully led a group of people out of the heavenly realm, and Mephisto, the boy who came to challenge him every day, was also gone.
It's so lonely!" Samael thought as his mind grew irritable, but his face remained the same.
"It's really hard to look at your face and guess what you're thinking. Michael appeared in front of him with a smile, followed by Gabriel, the 10,000-year-old fart.
"Do I think anything has anything to do with you?
"I'm just curious why someone like you would stay in the Celestial Realm instead of siding with the Belfinger you admire. I've heard that there are no more heroes among the students who can make you look at them. I'm just here to satisfy my curiosity, don't you mind?" Michael was still so disgusting, and Samael knew that even if he showed the slightest displeasure, Gabriel, the faithful watchdog, would immediately pounce on him.
Although his expression did not change, judging from his breath, Samael was obviously impatient. He said coldly: "This is the only hero, but the fool I admire has followed Lucifer more, this is my private opinion, and it has nothing to do with you." With that, he pushed Michael away and wanted to leave.
Where can Gabriel tolerate someone disrespectful to Michael, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Samael, and the speed was amazing, and no one saw her figure.
Again, no one saw Samael punch, but the punch did fall on Gabriel.
For a moment, Samael felt unnatural, Gabriel's body was not so exaggerated, but he still felt a crack in his hand bones, which was the same trick that Michael used to deal with Leviathan last time. Michael looked at Samael triumphantly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
But what happened before him surprised Michael, as Gabriel flew backwards with his injuries still badly wounded. How is this possible? The unwilling Michael looked at Samel's fist, and it was certain that Samel's fist was indeed inappropriate, and his fingers were bent unnaturally. But Samael's arms were still stretched straight, and he still used his left hand to reset the misaligned knuckles one by one, and walked away expressionlessly.
He actually endured such pain and shock and shook Gabriel, and Michael had to admire this iron-faced Samel.
This person has such an upright personality, this heavenly realm can't tolerate him, Michael sighed, he really wanted to take this person for his own use. It's just that, even if he leaves, he may not become a roadblock for himself.
At the end of the Celestial War, Samael lost an eye for his great contribution to the campaign to stop Ballhouse from going berserk. It was he who successfully struck Ballhouse's nucleus and allowed Ballhouse to finally calm down.
His position in the student council is that of the head of the inspectorate, and because of his military exploits, Loki wants to promote him to a probationary instructor and instruct the students' martial arts. Samael rejected Loki's generous offer, and stubbornly stuck to his original position, fulfilling his original duties, under the pretext that he would only do this, and only wanted to do this, and that his ascension was not responsible for himself or the heavenly realm.
Finally, one day, Samael still lost control, and when he got out of control, it was a big deal! He found something among the students that he could not accept.
He followed his long-suspecting target to an area that had long been deserted, and discovered a secret laboratory.
Don't talk about the dying student hanging on the wall with only the skin on her face, don't talk about the female student with three test tubes in her stomach and foaming at the mouth and spasms all over her body, not to mention the doctor who is holding the organs of a monster and preparing to change the organs of a student who is nailed to the bed and is powerless to resist.
It didn't matter, because sitting on the side overseeing these students was David, the Son who was declared the successor of the Messiah!
David actually had an intoxicated smile on his face, which was in stark contrast to the living hell in front of him. Many members of the student council rushed in to calm Samel, and the principal had acquiesced to David's alleged scientific research behavior.
But more and more student council members flew out of the door of the hidden laboratory with blood spurting.
Samael still didn't have any expression, just pointed at David and said, "Create hell in heaven, as the overseer of the student council, I will carry out my duty to punish you, your sins are too great, so I must purge you!"
David seemed to have heard a big joke, and his laughter was presumptuous and harsh, and two men in black stood beside him. Samael certainly hadn't seen these two people among the students, but judging from the momentum they exuded, their strength should not be underestimated! Samael calmly observed these two people, and found that the two of them had asymmetrical thick arms, one with a left arm and the other with a right arm, and it seemed that they were good at combining attacks. There is no so-called fair play on this occasion, only you kill to the death, and for the first time, Samael showed a crazy hideous smile and greeted the two who pounced.
The combination of the two is extremely subtle, but Samael does not fall into disadvantage, because he is completely defenseless, and fights against the two in a deadly style!
The ribs were broken, Samael's smile was still crazy, and there was still no defensive movement. Suddenly, a strong man with a relatively large left arm hit Samael's left shoulder with a knife, and the crisp sound of a crack in the shoulder blade immediately reached the ears of those present. The other party probably thought that he would retreat because of the pain, but Samael did not retreat but advanced, and used this impossible arm to penetrate the other party's chest, and the heart in his hand was still beating rhythmically, and Samael sneered and crushed the heart. The man did not flinch, and with the last of his strength he wrapped his stout left arm around Samael, and was immediately pierced by the remaining one.
The already dead man in front of Samael couldn't die anymore, and the arm that was tightly holding Samael finally let go, hanging down weakly. However, the feeling that ran through Samael was not good, the smile on Samel's face was still hideous, and although he was laughing, he tasted anger!
Samael sneered, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, my heart is naturally on the right side, is it exciting to hit me hard? surprise or not?!" said he reached out and grabbed the top of the other party's head. The other party was startled and habitually wanted to pull out his arm, but he was caught by Samel's tight muscles and couldn't move. The broken rib on the left side has been inserted into the lung, and there is still such power!? This is the last thought of this man, because his head has been dragged off by Samel!
David had always thought that he could face the cruelest hell with a smile, but looking at Samel, who was staring at him like a ghost, his legs weakened, and he sat back in his chair. At this moment, he really felt that what he was facing was hell!
More and more student council minions rushed in, but they only surrounded the former inspector and did not dare to step forward, and Samael knew that after a while, Michael would come in person, and he would really have no way to enter the ground at that time.
Well, while there is still an opportunity, entering the ground may also be a good choice.
Samael shouted a spell that no one had ever heard before, and a circle of spells surrounded his fist, and he slammed his fist on the ground, and the earth exploded in an instant!
However, the cracked fragments did not fly very far, but only floated around, and the pungent smell of scorched sulfur came from below, which made everyone realize that this void was connected to a lava field somewhere. The first thing that comes to everyone's mind is the Canyon of Hell's Wrath!
With an indifferent smile, Samael swallowed a mouthful of donated blood that almost gushed out, only to feel a tightness in his chest, and then closed his eyes and fainted. His body fell backwards into the void, and the rubble floating in the eerie light began to fall back into its original position. When everything calmed down, the ground looked like it had never been shattered. Only two astonishing pairs of corpses on the ground, each with one arm on the ground, confirmed the fierce battle that had just taken place.
When Michael rushed in, he saw David who had collapsed in his chair and fainted, and the smell of urine from the middle of his crotch made him frown.
This matter can not be hidden, David can no longer live as the Messiah, thinking of Loki's other children, Michael covered his mouth and nose and nodded slightly, maybe Jager is a good choice.
When Samael woke up, the pain in his chest wasn't as bad as he had expected. He found himself lying on a very comfortable bed, and glanced down at the quilt, on which he understood at once that he had been saved, and that it was the fool-like Mephisto who had saved him.
Looking around, it turned out that Pola, who had superb medical skills, was preparing potions on the side, no wonder she was recovering so well.
Pola noticed the movement behind her: "Are you awake?!" When he spoke, he didn't look back, but continued to focus on the configuration of the potion: "The situation is not too bad, it is not good, it will take about three months for you to recover, if it weren't for me, you would probably have been buried a long time ago." Your vitality is still strong enough, and to be honest, I wasn't too sure I could make you survive at first. ”
"Are you awake?!!" Mephisto's tumultant voice could be heard from afar, and sure enough, after a while, he pushed open the door and rushed in. As soon as he entered the door, a flying scalpel was inserted in the middle of his forehead.
"I'll give you two choices, be quiet, or die. Polola looked at Mephisto angrily, and Mephisto immediately snorted, "Am I not happy? I'm also one of the Seven Sovereigns now, sister, can you give some face. ”
Pola glared at him coldly: "The patient still needs to recuperate, go out! Face? From the moment you saw this person save him without taking the opportunity to fall into the well, where did you get the face? Your most embarrassing history is all on him, and you actually told me that you want to save face!?"
Samael wanted to laugh, but his body trembled slightly, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He couldn't help laughing and watched as Pola walked out grabbing Mephisto's ear. After closing the door, you can still hear the faint and intermittent sound of reprimand.
It was time to follow the men out of that filthy place, Samael thought, and now he suddenly found that he couldn't find a reason to stay in the first place.
Three months later, Samael, who had recovered, took a leisurely soak in the hot springs with Mephisto. The hot springs here are also great for restoration. Samael felt that he had regained his power in his prime, thanks to this silly boy and his sister who had been beaten a thousand times by himself.
Looking at Mephisto, who was about to speak, Samael seemed to sense something, sighed and said, "Are you impatient waiting for me to heal?"
Mephisto seemed to shake, relaxed again, and said slowly, "I have never given up exercising. ”
Samael nodded and said, "I can see that you are much stronger than when you left the Heavenly Realm. ”
Mephisto smiled: "Do you know how many fights I fought to win this valley? Actual combat is much more useful than training, and I'm really strong now! In fact, I also found out in the constant battle, I am one, I look forward to you, and constantly challenge you is not because I have prejudices against you, but because of respect, because of respect, so I want to surpass you." Now I feel like I have the capital to fight you. This is also the respect of the strong, but this time, it is not for the position of the inspector of your student union, but I want to block the seat of the angry monarch and fight with you. Beyond you, this goal is, in my opinion, more valuable than the seat of the Hell Monarch. Now that you admit that you belong to the inhabitants of hell, there is no question of your qualifications. ”
Samael nodded, he never spoke long-winded, just said: "Now that I have recovered, I can do it at any time, you can decide the time and place." ”
"Let me play with my brothers for three more days, and three days later, at noon, in the open space behind the hot springs, I will let many people witness the battle. ”
Mephisto really got stronger, so strong that Samael didn't have room to stay.
He really resembles me, Samael thought.
The battle between two people can be described as tragic, both are in a state of non-death, and they think it is a sign of respect for each other.
So Mephisto died, with a satisfied smile on his face and said, "I did my best, I'm really much stronger now than before." "I closed my eyes forever.
At this moment, the iron-faced Samael hugged Mephisto's head, crying much more sadly than Pola.