Poetry sings hallelujah.

The last one is Lucifer. He spread his wings, flew to the high platform of offering sacrifices to God, and stood upright with his head held high. He treats everyone like this. I thought he would be a little more ... but nothing has changed.

Long blonde hair hung down the beautiful figure. Lucifer leaned slightly, put his hands together on his chest and began to sing softly.

I was a little surprised when the first note touched my eardrum.

You enrich the sky and the earth.

You ordered rivers to flow and mountains to revive.

You make birds sing and flowers bloom.

You give life and command everything.

The mountains bow down to you.

Rivers, lakes and seas dance for you

Heaven declares your glory.

The sun, the moon and the stars cheer for you.

Hallelujah, Almighty Creator

The melody of nature comes from the lips of TIC-tac-toe, and the lingering sound is still in my ears.

The clear sound of flowers in early spring, the flying sound of fire phoenix rebirth.

He smiled, his cold blue eyes bent into a charming shape.

In addition to being amazing, it is amazing.

He raised his hand gently on the high platform, and his white gloves shed holy light.

He is paying tribute to God.

Elegant and polite, but without the obedience and reverence of others.

God made the same gesture to him, and he sat back on the right side of the throne with a smile.