God after all

Chapter 118 Awakening (7)

No one knew that Leng Ji, who disappeared without a trace, appeared at the scene where Minghe Yue was besieged by the dark nobles.

The devastation brought about by the sinister battle lingered in the streets and alleys, and the houses on both sides of the towering wide road collapsed into pieces. The dilapidated scene created a desolate and desolate atmosphere for the uninhabited place.

Leng Ji stayed where Ming once stood, and a large area of ​​cracks appeared on the concrete pavement under his feet.

A certain image reappeared in his cold silver pupils:
Surrounded by a group of members of the dark nobles, Yue was held hostage by a sword-wielder with a sword, and the bleeding slender neck was pressed against the sharp blade.

The dark aristocrat who stuck to her back was tall and tall. Under the hood that covered his face was a black sorcerer's robe, which looked mysterious and unfathomable.

The video was played back quickly, Yue was controlled by the dark nobleman, Ming opened the barrier without authorization to release Qiangwei, the daughter of the richest man, and then the sword pierced through Yue's pink back... The whole incident ended in less than five seconds.

The strange thing is, looking back at the scene, Lengji turned around and left, not to chase the dark nobleman, but to go in the direction where Qiangwei, the daughter of the richest man, was fleeing.

Leng Ji only stayed for a while before leaving, no one else visited the scene, and everything kept the scene of the ruins after the battle.

Those scenes of lifelike scenes were only reenacted in the eyes of the virgin son, and there was nothing but emptiness in reality.

There is only one way to follow Qiangwei's escape trajectory, and the reason for the interruption is that she disappeared into the time-space gate and disappeared.

This black vortex that appeared in mid-air was a common trick used by the dark nobles to escape in bursts, and it was so powerful that even the cold silence after awakening could not break it.

It seems that Michael said that this is a very ancient and high-level magical energy, called "Dark Space Spiritual Gate". Different members of the dark nobles have different attainments in the summoning of this spiritual gate.

Brothers like Clilot Tuya, to a large extent, can use the power of the spiritual gate to travel through time and space.

Speaking of traveling through time and space, Leng Ji thought of Diosotto who traveled from the old times.

As one of the twelve demon gods created by the ancestor of all gods, Diosotto died again after his resurrection, at the hands of a figure created by the same father. What kind of sadness is this?
What's even more sad is that for this demon god, he may have died at the hands of the same man for the second time——one of the twin Yahweh gods, Black Yahweh!
Although Leng Ji does not admit that he is the rebirth of the Black Yahweh, where does this power that even the demon gods fear come from?
The right hand involuntarily covered the position of the chest and heart, and wanted to penetrate with five fingers, but found that the chest was unbelievably hard, accompanied by the numbness like an electric shock penetrated into the five fingers, Leng Ji had no choice but to stop.

From the moment Michael transplanted the blood of the divine skeleton into his heart, whenever he wanted to take out his heart to find out, the power from the blood of the divine skeleton would defend him.

A trace of a smile crept up the corner of Leng Ji's mouth, he had never smiled so bitterly and mockingly before.

What are you mocking bitterly?Is the blood of the skeleton against him?Or was it a blow that failed to stop the fateful punishment of the Knight Lance?
Yes, perhaps in this world, only the knight spear forged by the demon god can defeat the defense of the blood of the skeleton and penetrate his heart.

"Didn't you try it when you were young, why do you need to do it?"

An untimely sound disturbed the contemplative silence.

Michael, who appeared five meters away, always had a half-smile on his face.

Leng Ji ignored his words, didn't even look at him, and kept his eyes straight ahead without squinting.

"When you were young, you would often stab yourself in the heart with a dagger. I told you many times not to waste your time, but you didn't listen. Now that you've grown up, you're still so disobedient."

Michael didn't mind being ignored, and his eyes locked on the coldness.Such direct staring, I am afraid that outsiders will mistakenly think that he is attracted by the beauty of the young man.

"You never told me the secret of the blood of the skeleton." When passing by Michael, he stopped in a cold pace.

"I didn't tell you, just to wait for this day."

Michael turned sideways and turned his face to look at Leng Ji's back, "You can also see now that the divine power of the Black Lord has been sealed for a long time, that is to say, the blood of the divine skeleton is broken, which means that the divine power will be released.

Fortunately, the signs of brokenness are not serious, otherwise your current physical body would not be able to bear it at all. "

"Why me?" Leng Ji didn't care what Michael said, what he cared about was why he put the blood of the skeleton into his body.

"Because you were born to destroy the race of demon gods. You are Lengji, and you are also the rebirth of the Black Lord!"

Leng Ji did not speak, and the complex emotions in his heart could not be described in words.

He wanted to say that he absolutely didn't want to admit his fate, he didn't care whether he was born to destroy the demon god race or the Black Lord was reborn.

But what can be done?No matter what, you can't escape your own destiny.

Seeing that Leng Ji did not speak, Michael approached a little closer, and saw a pair of silver pupils shining brightly from a close distance.

Since the death of Black Lord, he has never seen the bright eyes with cold light again.

"What did the eyes see? Are you looking for the dark noble?"

"I can't feel their breath, and there is no trace of them in this city." Leng Ji said so many words in a rare time.

"Of course, if there is a place for them to live in this city, I would have killed them all."

"Have you hid in a different space? A place that even you don't know?"

"Yes." Michael said the truth,

Silent and speechless, he walked away indifferently.

"When the demon race is completely destroyed one day, you will be free, and then you can do what you like."

This is Michael's heartfelt greeting, I don't know if Leng Ji has listened to it.

The cold, arrogant and lonely virgin son quickly disappeared, and so did the man following him.

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Appearing from an unknown block on the official road in the redwood forest, two peerless beings walked along it one after the other.

The towering trees on both sides of the road cast dark shadows, and the dense shadows stretched endlessly into the distance, and no one knew where it would end.

The forest was eerily silent.The two figures walking on the road are like ghosts walking silently.

It was Michael who finally broke the silence.

"At the beginning, I asked you to stay in Chen Yuting's house and live as a human being, as a guarantee that Chen Tianming would be resurrected. My guarantee has been fulfilled, although the resurrection of Chen Tianming was through your hands."

"You play a good game of chess."

Michael's smile was full of mystery. He already knew about Chen Tianming's death and resurrection.

Leng Ji's five fingers on his right hand tightened involuntarily.

"Are you angry? But there is nothing you can do. Your father has already written a script for your story, and I have only read part of the script, and I don't know all of it."

Two slender silver blades flashed from the black back, and they slashed at Michael, who spoke with certainty.

Naturally, this Lord of Light and King of the Heavenly Army was not built, and disappeared without a trace.

"You want to vent your anger, and I don't mind fighting with you."

Michael's figure and voice appeared in front of Leng Ji at the same time.

With a distance of more than ten meters, the two looked at each other.

"The script of the ancestor of the gods, what else do you know?"

"No notice."

"Wouldn't it be convenient to talk about White Rose's life experience?"

Michael was stunned for a moment, unable to believe that this was what Leng Ji would say, and it was hard to imagine that this was something Leng Ji would care about.

"Your father fed a flower in the Lengfengxue Rose Garden with a drop of his own blood, and the White Rose was born.

She is the guard who secretly protects the cold wind and snow.After Leng Fengxue died unexpectedly, your father erased her memory, so she didn't remember why she was born, nor did she remember Leng Fengxue.

As for why you were identified, it was probably arranged by your father with ulterior motives to imprint your appearance on her mind. "

"But Leng Fengxue died in a car accident." Leng Ji said her mother's name, with a touch of melancholy and sadness appearing between her brows.

"White Rose is negligent. Your father didn't kill her, it's already extraordinarily merciful."

"Is that so?" Leng Ji's rhetorical question obviously meant that he still wanted to know.

"Yes."

"Is it necessary for the dark nobles to go to great lengths to attack an unknown person?" This is a cold question, which can be said to be to the point.

"You are wrong, even if the existence that can appear by your side is insignificant, as long as it is caught by the dark nobles, use it if you can.

By the way, how was the white rose discovered?It may be that Diosotto was found out after he came to this era.

I have secretly protected you two for so long, but I was finally defeated by the dark nobles.

I have tried my best to deceive the eyes of the dark nobles by making fake white roses out of clay. "

Although Michael had credits, he also had pasts.

In order to promote the progress of the project of hunting the demon god, he poured the holy water that Jehovah loves to drink on Leng Ji, luring the dark nobles to find the traces of Leng Ji—what he did in the depths of the city is heinous.

What he said above was really perfunctory, and Muchel, who knew the truth, would probably feel sick after hearing it.

Leng Ji won't believe it easily, but right now he really can't ask anything.

(End of this chapter)