When Sephiroth Met Lucifer

Lucifer felt as if his whole body had been slashed by a knife, and the moment he fell from the unknown void to the ground, he held his palm tightly, so he didn't make a sound.

Kneeling on one knee, with his left hand supporting his right hand which was bent at an extremely unnatural angle, Lucifer felt a little helpless thinking that he probably seldom looked so embarrassed in his whole life.

But looking at the surrounding situation, he still felt relieved, and finally came here, and his hard work was not in vain, just looking at the scene around here, it seems to be in hell.

The dry and cracked land was filled with dark power. At this moment, these powers did not make him feel a little uncomfortable, but they were constantly recovering from his injuries.

Lucifer was not too surprised by this, he even knew very well that if he chose to degenerate, then by virtue of this body's extreme affinity for darkness, he could have a power no less than that of the shining morning star in the past.But now is not the time, he still wants to go to heaven, if he has the origin of darkness, how can he get close to Safi.

It's just that the current injury is still too serious, Lucifer frowned, he needs to find a place to recover first.

But the smell of blood dripping from his body was enough to attract a large number of demons. At that time, some hideous and strange creatures had huge limbs, a stooped figure, and a sickle that was almost as long as their bodies in their hands.

Lucifer understands that this is the most common creature in hell, the Scythe Demon, whose strength can only be said to be average. In the past, he could kill a large number of people with a single sword strike, but now, the damage caused by forcibly crossing the barriers of the world is too great. It's too big, and Lucifer can't estimate his current fighting power.

After all, he was rarely injured.

"Beautiful creature, I like your turquoise eyes." The tallest and hideous monster inside said in devilish language, "I will dig it out later and treasure it forever."

Lucifer, who is familiar with all racial expressions: "..."

Really, it has been a long time, no one dared to say such a thing to him.

Zhengzong was held in his hand in an instant, Lucifer closed his eyes, and waved gently.

The demon still wanted to laugh at him for being stupid enough to swing the knife at the air, but at the next moment, what was incomprehensible was that the trace of the knife appeared in front of his eyes, and the light of the knife across the space and distance completely separated his body .

The incision was crisp and clean, but the black putrid blood sprayed into the air like a fountain.

Lucifer was stationed with a sword, with a serene expression on his face. Compared with the blood splattered on the ground, the beauty was even more cruel. Not only this scythe demon, but also more than a dozen strange and ugly creatures accompanying him were killed by Yi Yi while fleeing. kill.

The ground was saturated with black blood and became soft.

Lucifer felt the wound on his body burst open again due to the action just now, and if he continued to lose blood like this, he might not die, but he definitely wouldn't feel better.

You must leave immediately, at least you can't stay in hell any longer.

He has to go to the human world, this is the second floor of hell, it should not be too far from the human world.

The sixth floor of hell.

Azmodan sat high on the throne of his own palace, holding golden-red fine wine in his hand, which contained the flesh and blood of angels and a small amount of plants unique to hell. It had a unique flavor, and he had always liked it.

As one of the absolute high-level people in hell, the Lord of Sin, he is one of the few moderates, at least he is not full of brain muscles, but the last time he went to heaven to provoke him, he was imprisoned by Lucifer. Was ridiculed by many demons.

It's just that Azmodan didn't take it seriously, he always followed the will of the abyss of hell, and naturally understood that this was just a foreshadowing, and at this moment, the consciousness of the abyss fluctuated again.

Azmodan frowned, it was the first time he saw the abyssal consciousness so active and restless, the last time this happened was when Lucifer attacked Hell.

Could it be that Lucifer came again?

Impossible, the three realms all know that the vice-lord of the kingdom of heaven is praying in the crystal sky at this moment, and he hasn't even shown himself for several years, so how could he come to hell.

Who is that?

Following the induction of the consciousness of the abyss, Azmodan traveled directly to the second layer of hell.

Here, because Lucifer led the angels to raid, so even though they all retreated to the heaven, the hell still suffered heavy losses. The density of creatures in the first three layers of hell is far lower than before, and their strength is often not very good.

Azmodan suddenly smelled a strange smell, squatted down and picked up the soil on the ground, the black blood-stained soil was mixed with a little bright red, it was not the blood of demons.

Because it is too pure and too alluring.

As if it was the condensed essence of darkness, Azmodan frowned slightly, feeling the increasingly agitated consciousness of the abyss, and a hint of premonition vaguely appeared in his heart.

He continued to pursue, following the smell of blood.

Lucifer also found it very troublesome, he met some low-level demons along the way, although it was just a matter of raising his hand, but if this continued, his injuries would not recover well at all, and the level of demons he attracted seemed to be at a higher level develop.

For example, the Hell Banshees who kept howling in front of him, their sonic attacks had no effect on him, but it was really troublesome to follow them all the way.

Lucifer always felt that he had to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise, it would be difficult for him to guarantee that the aura on his body would not attract some truly powerful demons.

That would be troublesome, the demons that he had never paid attention to in the past, turned out to be so annoying at this moment, Lucifer held back the impatience in his heart, and kept swinging his knife, but the piles of bones on the ground still couldn't stop these demons from coming forward .

"If I were you, I would never continue to spend here."

The sudden voice made Lucifer frown, and what caught his eyes was a man with dark green long hair, his face was far more delicate than a woman's, with the same green eyes, and slightly pointed ears on both sides. revealed his identity.

A high elf.

"I like your eyes, are you interested in becoming my other half?" Vilix asked softly.

Looking at his appearance, Lucifer felt vaguely familiar, and asked hesitantly, "Vilitoya is your brother?"

"En? You know my brother?" The high elf's eyes were full of surprise, he looked at Lucifer with undisguised admiration, "That's right, you are so beautiful."

Lucifer could only tell himself time and time again that the race of high elves pursued beauty so much that they were sick in their brains. Compared to the calm and silent king of the holy elves, Vilitoya, this person in front of him was really nothing like his brother. not like.

Velix put his hands together, and plant vines immediately drilled out of the ground, rushing towards those hell banshees.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and Velix took Lucifer's hand and ran away immediately.

Lucifer: "..." He thought how powerful this guy was!

Vilix ran and explained: "I sneaked out of that. If I use too many abilities, my brother will definitely know."

"What's your name?"

Lucifer: "Sephiroth."

Velix: "Outflow of divinity, what a beautiful name, are you a fallen angel?"

Lucifer, vice-lord of the Kingdom of Heaven: "...En." He did have a dark and angelic aura about him, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with being considered that way, so he didn't feel sorry for God's acknowledgment at all.

Vilix couldn't help but looked at him seriously several times: "You are so good-looking, almost comparable to Lucifer, last time I went to the heaven with my brother, and saw the vice-lord of the heaven At that time, I thought that there would be no angels as beautiful as him in this world."

"Then you are so pretty, why do you still fall to the sky?"

Lucifer always felt that this logic was a bit strange, does falling into the sky have anything to do with whether it looks good or not?

"My brother said that the stronger the angel, the more perfect the appearance, but why have I never seen you in the heaven?"

"Have you always talked so much?" Lucifer withdrew his hand that was held by the opponent, then looked up at the surrounding environment, he should still be on the second floor of hell.

Vilix was not angry, but thought about it seriously: "No, I usually talk a lot when I meet a good-looking person. If I am not good-looking, I won't say a word to him!"

Is this something to be proud of?

Although this was not the first time he realized the narcissism of creatures like high elves, Lucifer still felt very speechless.

However, he could also take the opportunity to ask for some news.

"I remember, a few days ago, didn't the heavens come to attack hell? Why haven't any angels seen it now?"

Vilix looked at him with strange eyes: "That was a long time ago, and the heavens withdrew their troops a long time ago."

"Why?" Lucifer couldn't figure it out, Safi is not someone who gives up so easily.

"It must be because of God! Now His Royal Highness Lucifer is staying in the crystal sky to listen to the holy words and pray, things that the Three Realms know."

Lucifer: "...Oh."

Listen to the Word, a slightly euphemistic way of saying confinement.