I Don't Want to Be a Charmboy【Quick Wear】

Chapter 286 The Killing Angel is a Cold-Hearted Male Supporting Role (3)

The God of Light remained silent, and Xila did not ask any more questions. Xila lowered his eyes slightly and asked in a low voice.

"What has the Father decided to do with Lucifer?"

The God of Light on the throne pondered for a while, his voice still as gentle, yet with an unquestionable determination.

"Leave it to the Great Sun for judgment."

Xila was slightly stunned. Big Sun, that was the festival they looked forward to the most, a day to celebrate the increase of divine power and the purification of the soul.

On the day of the great day, the sky will appear in colorful colors, and all angels will be bathed in divine power, baptized by God, and listen to oracles.

However, the Great Day of Judgment is a terrifying shadow of that beautiful day.

It means sending the rebellious angels to the cross, binding them with nine iron chains made of divine power, removing the angel wings that symbolize their identity, depriving them of their power, depriving them of their light, and accepting ninety-nine divine whips on the day of the great day.

Finally, he was imprisoned in the dark land of God's Prisoner, where there was no light, only endless darkness and torture.

This is the most terrible punishment in the history of the Bright Earth.

Xila felt confused. He repeated the term with disbelief in his voice.

"Great Day Judgment? Father God, are you really going to use the Great Day Judgment?"

The God of Light looked away and did not look directly at Xila. This was the first time he did so.

His voice became colder and harder: "Xila, I am God, are you questioning me?"

"My God, I am just a little confused, why would you use the Great Sun Judgment?"

There was confusion in Xila's voice.

The God of Light paused for a moment, and he spoke slowly.

"Because he is the archangel, and he took away too many angels, causing great losses to the Land of Light."

Xila did not look up. He did not know what Father God's expression was at the moment. He only felt the confusion in his heart becoming more and more intense. How could Father God be so harsh?

He remembered that the history of God also recorded the defection of an archangel named Satan, who also took away a large number of angels. However, God the Father did not use the Great Day of Judgment. He simply removed his divine power and wings and sent him to hell.

Although hell is an abandoned and desolate place, there is no sunlight there, but it has its own ecology.

That's why Satan later set up his own sect and called the rebellious angels demons, and since then the demons have lived in hell.

They were powerful and could come and go freely, and from then on there came into being a third party force - the demons.

But the Prison of God is a dark place, and it is impossible for the angels who enter it to come out.

Xila's heart was filled with doubts and uneasiness. He was shocked and confused by the Father's decision, but he knew that as God, the Father's decision could not be changed.

Xila did not speak again. He lowered his head deeply, staring at the floor of the temple, as if he could find the answer on the smooth stone slab.

His heart was filled with mixed emotions, Lucifer should be in hell by now, a place that God the Father could not reach.

He was somewhat relieved, because this meant that the Father could not bring Lucifer back for the Great Day Judgment.

He couldn't imagine how miserable Lucifer would be under trial.

He was full of confusion about the reason why Lucifer defected. He believed that it must be related to the events in Anbi Country, and he decided to find out everything.

"My God, I am going back to the temple."

Xila's voice was low, with a hint of fatigue that could not be concealed.

The God of Light looked at him and slowly walked down from the throne. He wanted to put his hand on Xila's head and give comfort and blessings as he did in the past, but his hand stopped in mid-air and then he put it back weakly.

He rubbed his fingers nervously, as if something was slipping away from his fingertips. That feeling made him feel uneasy.

Michael on the side was already a little confused. Lucifer was going to be judged by God the Father on the Great Day, and their hundreds of years of friendship made him unable to calm down.

Seeing that Father God even refuted his most beloved Xila, he did not dare to say a word and could only silently endure the pain in his heart.

"You shall not leave your temple until you have captured Lucifer."

The voice of the God of Light suddenly became firm and stern.

Xila suddenly raised his head and stared blankly at the god in front of him, his eyes full of confusion.

"My God, why?"

There was a hint of help in his voice.

The God of Light did not answer directly, but turned and walked away, his voice echoing in the empty temple.

"Xila, this is my will."

Xila lowered his head fiercely, and his originally calm and serious face now looked a little flustered.

"Yes, my God."

His voice was deep.

He knew that the will of God the Father could not be disobeyed, and even though he was God the Father's most beloved angel, he had to obey it.

Xila's figure gradually disappeared at the door of the temple. The God of Light stared at his back until he could no longer see Xila's figure, and he did not move.

Michael stood aside, remaining silent, and he felt the heavy atmosphere in the air.

"You should also step back."

The voice of the God of Light seemed a little tired, his voice was low, revealing a hint of emotion that was difficult to detect.

Michael tilted his head slightly and noticed that the Father's waist seemed to be a little hunched, which made him feel very strange.

How could God the Father appear so exhausted if He is immortal?

He quickly looked away, not daring to look any closer, and retreated silently.

Xila has disappeared, probably he has returned to his temple.

Michael walked out of the temple, breathed a sigh of relief, and scratched his head in annoyance, making his red hair even more messy.

The worries in his heart were like a tangled mess and he didn't know what to do.

On the other side, Xila returned to his temple, sat there quietly, and thought for a long time.

It lasted so long that he felt his body was numb.

He pondered over Lucifer's defection and the Father's decision in his mind.

Finally, he thought of a way - to put his soul into the human world.

In this way, he neither left the temple nor disobeyed the will of God the Father.

This decision made Xila feel a little relieved. Without any hesitation, Xila used his divine power to close the door.

To the outside world, he claimed that he had entered a deep sleep and did not know when he would wake up.

This was a cover-up he had laid to conceal his upcoming actions.

Then, Xila slowly lay back on his bed, closed his eyes silently, and began to prepare to project his soul into the human world.

He knew that once he entered the human world, he would lose his memory of being an angel.

But when he loses his memory, he will retain a subconscious awareness of his purpose, allowing himself to consciously understand Lucifer's affairs.

And let your soul immerse yourself in the country of Anbi, the place of all secrets.

Xila took a deep breath and began to recite a spell silently. His body gradually became transparent and a faint light began to flicker around him.

His soul slowly separated from his body and floated towards the human world like a wisp of smoke.

Jiji: "Open the copy."