“Why do I get the impression you’re not upset by their presence?”

“As a result of we will use them to our benefit. The pope refuses to consider we’re despatched right here from God, however he could be extra amenable if we have been to save lots of his life from precise demons.”

“It might be taking an enormous threat. What in the event that they get to him earlier than we will?”

“Then he dies and we persuade the following to take his place.” It appeared easy to Metatron. He even most popular that plan to saving the person inflicting a lot hassle. The pope ought to have been the one one that simply did as informed by the choir.

“We don’t have time for the video games the church performs on the subject of succession, to not point out the following one could be simply as disinclined to aspect with us.”

He sighed. “This entire making folks consider is far more durable than it needs to be.”

Francesca patted his cheek. “Welcome to a world the place ideas are various.”

It led to him grimacing. “A bane and a boon .”

“You’re beginning to get us, I believe,” was her laughed reply.

They hunkered to attend. At the least she’d not instructed they infiltrate the flats. That may have put them strolling into an unknown state of affairs, placing her at risk.

As they waited, he couldn’t assist however fall right into a reminiscence of his most up-to-date dialog with God.

Metatron had needed to disregard the insistence buzzing from his HALO. A HALO that he alone nonetheless wore. The others within the choir, after listening to what the so-called blessing had been doing—spying on them, giving out their location, probably even influencing—selected to have theirs eliminated.

Not Metatron, he’d stored his for one motive, to speak to God. It made sense on the time, however when that the rationale signaled, he half wished he’d achieved just like the others. Something to not take care of the unpleasantness he would now face. Nonetheless, ignoring the summons wouldn’t make Elyon go away, so he had answered.

“Hey.”

“Hey? That’s all you need to say?” requested the deceptively clean voice, the reception clearer than it needs to be. Not a very good signal. Heaven wasn’t speculated to be wherever near this galaxy. “You proceed to disobey me.”

It might solely imply Elyon knew Metatron had chosen to not abandon and destroy the planet as ordered. Metatron had hoped with Jesus Christ’s dying—the scion being Elyon’s nosy eyes and ears—that his actions would evade detection some time longer. Nonetheless, Elyon all the time did have his sneaky spying methods, a few of which Metatron had but to find. “Sure, I disobeyed as a result of your orders have been unreasonable.”

“That wasn’t your choice to make. The Eden flock is corrupt. It wants cleaning.”

“It’s not corrupt. It simply doesn’t wish to be your vassal. And I can’t say I blame them. You’ve achieved nothing for this planet.”

“I gave them life!” God boomed, and Metatron held in a wince because the phrases reverberated in his cranium.

The discomfort hadn’t stopped him from growling, “And now you’d punish them for residing as they see match.”

“I banished you so that you’d cease inflicting hassle.”

“You banished me since you knew in the event you tried to order me killed, I’d be certain Heaven noticed you for what you actually are.” And it wasn’t the genial God they worshipped.

The subsequent assertion was virtually spat. “Your mutiny and that of the choir received’t go unpunished.”

“Actually? And the way do you intend to mete it? It might require you leaving your treasured palace on Heaven. Which we each know received’t occur, not with Hell virtually on Eden’s doorstep.”

“I’ve tolerated a lot from you, Metatron, however this time, you’ve gone too far.”

“I might say the identical. I ought to have put a cease to your megalomania a millennia in the past.” Earlier than Elyon acquired so sturdy.

“You have been weak then, and you might be weak now.”

“Am I? I dare you to say that to my face.” A problem tossed.

“As you want,” the ominous reply.

The connection had severed, and Metatron had sighed with the belief there was no turning again now.

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