Chapter 9 God’s Purge Plan (36)
"What are you doing here?" Michael's voice was as cold as ice, without a trace of emotion.
Anna on the side jumped out immediately, like a hen guarding her food, and said sarcastically: "Lucifer, you have bad intentions, don't try to do anything evil!" She glared at Lucifer jealously, wishing she could tear him into pieces.
Lucifer ignored Anna's provocation and walked straight to Michael, saying sincerely, "Michael, Feng Ziang is seriously injured. Only you can save him."
Michael sneered: "What does it have to do with me?"
Lucifer took a deep breath and began to tell the truth that was deliberately covered up that year.
"Back then..." He spoke slowly, and every word he spoke was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.
"…The so-called betrayal is nothing more than…" The truth was like a ray of light, illuminating every corner of the room.
As Lucifer spoke, Michael's expression gradually changed, from indifference at first to shock, then to confusion, and finally to contemplation.
The surrounding light flickered as the truth was revealed, as if responding to something.
The atmosphere in the room gradually eased, and the originally tense atmosphere began to dissipate.
Just when Michael was about to speak, Akil suddenly rushed in and pointed at Lucifer with an angry face: "Lord Michael, don't be fooled by him! He deceived me, he simply..." Before Akil finished his words, Michael's eyes instantly became alert again, and he looked at Lucifer with suspicion.
Lucifer frowned and looked at Akil coldly...
Lucifer's eyes were as calm as water, his deep pupils seemed to contain the mysteries of the universe, and the corners of his mouth were raised in an arc that seemed like a smile, making him unpredictable.
Seeing this, Akil's face became even more smug, as if he had already secured victory, and the words "I knew it" were almost written on his face.
Michael frowned slightly, his eyes moving back and forth between Lucifer and Aguirre. It was obvious that he had not yet recovered from the "truth" just now, and his heart was full of doubts.
"Michael, I am willing to accept any test to prove that everything I said is true." Lucifer's voice was low and magnetic, as if it carried some kind of magic that made people unconsciously want to believe him.
Akil's eyes rolled, and he came up with a plan. He immediately said, "In that case, let Lucifer enter the purification pool of the angel world! If he can withstand the baptism of the holy power of the purification pool, it will prove that he has no bad intentions."
The Purification Pool, a holy place in the angel world, contains a powerful force of light. For the fallen angels, it is tantamount to torture.
Aguirre's move was sinister.
The purification pool is located in the center of the angelic realm, surrounded by white light pillars, emitting powerful energy fluctuations, and the air is filled with a sacred breath, but for Lucifer, it is as painful as being burned by fire.
Anna stood aside, with her arms folded across her chest, and said sarcastically: "Lucifer, didn't you say you wanted to prove yourself? Why, you don't dare? Are you afraid?" She hoped that Lucifer would be destroyed by the power of the purification pool, so that she could be with Michael forever.
Michael didn't say anything, but just looked at Lucifer quietly. He wanted to know whether Lucifer would really take this risk for him.
Lucifer looked at Michael deeply, ignored Anna's provocation, and walked towards the purification pool resolutely.
Every step seemed to be on the edge of a knife, but he did not hesitate at all.
"Wait." Michael suddenly spoke. Lucifer stopped and looked back at him.
Michael's eyes were complicated, with a hint of barely perceptible worry, "You..."
Lucifer's shadow stretched out in the sacred light of the purification pool, as if it was a projection of his firm will.
Every step he took felt like he was walking on the edge of a knife, and he was fighting against his own pain every minute and every second.
As he gradually approached the purification pool, the light in the pool became stronger and stronger, like sharp swords of light slashing towards him, piercing his skin as if it were burned.
“Ah—” A suppressed cry of pain escaped from Lucifer’s lips, but he clenched his teeth and looked at Michael firmly, as if telling him with his eyes: “I will prove it to you.”
The light from the purification pool grew brighter and brighter, and the angels around it held their breath.
Their eyes widened, unable to believe what they saw.
Lucifer seemed to be covered in a layer of golden light armor, the light danced around him, but could not completely destroy him.
His willpower was as strong as steel, and it caused this powerful holy light to gradually dim.
"This...how is this possible!" Akil's face turned pale, and his eyes flashed with jealousy and anger.
He was unwilling to watch Lucifer succeed, so he secretly stretched out a hand and quietly approached the control device of the purification pool.
His fingers trembled slightly, but he still accurately touched a hidden button.
The balance of the purification pool was instantly broken, and the power of light instantly became violent, launching a fierce attack on Lucifer.
Lucifer felt a huge force impact, and his body was pushed violently against the pool wall.
His eyes narrowed, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly mobilized the strength in his body to stabilize the fluctuations in the purification pool.
The angels around screamed in surprise and retreated, not daring to get closer.
"Aguirre, I have seen through your little tricks." Lucifer's voice rang out clearly in the power of light, like a thunder, which made Aguirre's face turn pale and his whole body tremble.
Michael's
Lucifer glanced at Michael, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If you really believe in me, you should stand on my side."
Michael's expression became more complicated. He took a deep breath and suddenly stepped forward.
Michael's body was surrounded by a flash of holy light, and he moved as fast as a bolt of lightning. He instantly blocked in front of Akir and grabbed his wrist as he reached for the control device.
"Enough, Akil!" Michael's voice was as cold as ice. Akil's wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt. A painful expression appeared on his face, but he dared not move.
He knew that Michael was really angry.
"I believe in Lucifer." These five short words sounded loudly, as if announcing some important decision.
Lucifer walked out of the purification pool, holy light flowing over him, as if he was coated with a layer of golden light.
Although his face looked a little pale, his eyes were unusually bright and full of hope.
The angels around him cast admiring glances at him, and the doubts and hostility just now had long since disappeared.
This wave of operations is simply 666, worthy of being the fallen angel boss!
Akil's face turned ashen, and he felt as if he had eaten a fly. He left dejectedly, his back filled with resentment and resentment, like a defeated rooster.
Lucifer looked at Michael and slowly told the story of him and Feng Ziang, his tone full of affection.
He talked about the heartbeat they felt when they first met, the tacit understanding they had when fighting side by side, and the pain and despair he felt in his heart when Feng Ziang was injured.
Michael listened quietly, and the air around him seemed to become softer and filled with a faint warmth.
This damn love is so sour!
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