God after all

Chapter 150 The Ancestor of the Gods Arrives (2)

The thunderous noise from the human world spread to the lost city, and the sound reverberated endlessly like mountains and seas.

Immeasurable human buildings whizzed down from the gray sky, fell into the city where the undead wandered, and set off thick dust on the ground.

As the ruler of the underworld, King Chenhuang of Hades stood on the tall building of the temple overlooking the chaos of the city, quietly like a spectator staying out of the way.

Kurosawa on the side couldn't tell what mood he was in, only felt that his calmness was too abnormal.

"The Son of the Virgin is dead."

Looking at the sleeping girl floating in the sky, Kurosawa murmured with emotion and couldn't help showing a sad expression.

Space cracks appeared in the sky of the underworld for no reason, and buildings from the world fell straight down, and then this girl who was safely shrouded in golden holy light also appeared.

She closed her eyes quietly, and held the head of the Virgin Son in her arms.

The scene in front of him was so real that Kurosawa couldn't believe it was real—the man in the iron mask died coldly, and such a powerful existence would die.

"This is the inevitable result of destiny." The words of Hades Chenhuang revealed the information well known.

"Who killed him?"

"The king of the dark nobles—the master of the demon gods!"

Kurosawa frowned suspiciously, with a look of incomprehension.

"So who started the turmoil?"

"It is the ancestor of all gods."

Kurosawa's heart was beating so hard that it was unbelievable that the oldest god, the king of gods, had come to the world in person.

"Do we need to sit on the sidelines?"

"Well, don't worry about these things." Pluto said this indifferently.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

"This girl not only has the same hair color as yours, but also has silver hair and silver eyes. It is said that this is the symbol of a pure blood among the descendants of the ancestor of the gods."

Pluto ignored Kurosawa's implication and just remained silent.

"I occasionally meet her when I wander the world. I don't understand why she always follows the Son of the Virgin with her ghost. Is this also an arrangement of fate?"

"It's fate."

Pluto never looked at the black-robed man beside him, but focused on the sleeping girl in the sky.

"It's coming." He suddenly murmured to himself.

"What's coming?" Kurosawa looked at him in bewilderment.

"The ancestor of all gods!"

It didn't take long for Pluto's words to come true.

Unprecedented rays of light sprinkled from the cracks in space, illuminating the four directions of the city.

The undead on the ground were stunned, feeling that the light was getting stronger and stronger to the point that it was hard to look directly at it. It was more brilliant than the Golden Temple in the Lost City, and it was so warm and beautiful.

As if the gates of the heavens were opened, the holy light poured into the decayed city, bringing salvation and peace to the countless dead.

"What a nice view!"

"Unbelievable..."

"Is the god coming?"

The whispering voice turned into an exclamation, and began to spread over a large area.

They are convinced that they have seen a miracle, and they are convinced of it.

They were stunned by the sacred existence that descended from the sky, and their eyes widened in astonishment.

With the advent of the divine existence, all the dead in the lost city were pulled by some kind of force, and they couldn't restrain themselves from kneeling and prostrating.

Kurosawa couldn't control his knees, so he also knelt down, his forehead touched the ground, and he didn't have the strength to stand up at all.

Only Pluto stood there as if nothing had happened, watching the ancestor of all gods embrace the floating girl with both hands.

"I'll take her away."

The coldness of the voice is as cold as the snow-colored silver hair and silver pupils.

Pluto knelt on one knee, lowered his head and said, "Emperor Chen pays homage to the ancestor of God!"

"It's causing you trouble here."

The ancestor of the gods is very polite in every word and deed. This is a young and handsome man with a gentle and cold appearance. He looks about 23 or four years old. There is no doubt that he is a cold brother.

"Master Shenzu is polite, it's really nothing."

Pluto expressed his magnanimity, and said humbly and respectfully: "Your visit to the lost city of the underworld is your blessing and supreme honor."

The ancestor of the gods did not answer, nor did he open his mouth to say anything. A pair of cold and narrow silver pupils quietly looked down.

The atmosphere was so quiet that it was unbelievable, perhaps because he felt something was wrong, Pluto looked up at the sky, but there was no sign of the ancestor of the gods.

He took the unconscious girl and disappeared without a sound, leaving no trace of his existence.

The many space cracks opened in the sky gradually closed, connecting with the disconnected plane of the world.

All the undead on the earth stood up one after another, and walked around the piles of ruins. These things from another world have been decayed and tattered, and their appearance has become even worse than that of the Lost City.

The undead looked up at the sky, only to see that the terrifying rift in the sky no longer existed, and remained intact as if nothing had happened.

Only the piles of reinforced concrete stones on the ground prove a certain truth—God has truly descended in this kingdom full of death.

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Leaving the lost city, the ancestor of the gods came to the redwood forest swallowed by the night, and entered the land of infinitely beautiful spring.

Michael and Muchel stood outside the gate of the villa, waiting for the king of the gods.

After all, the two of them belonged to the same family of gods, and they had already sensed the powerful aura that suddenly broke into the forest, so they waited here.

Not long after, a golden figure appeared in the lush greenery covered with flowers, plants and trees, quietly approaching from far to near, holding a girl in her arms like a princess.

Michel, who saw who the girl was, was completely shocked and stunned, with sadness on his face, and tears welled up in the depths of his golden pupils.

Tears slid down the face of the Goddess of Time.

"Leng... Ji... dead?" She felt a real heartache, and even her breathing hurt.

The ancestor of the gods came quietly and stopped not far from the two of them.

"Greetings, Lord God Ancestor!"

Michael was extremely calm and composed, and he did not forget to bow gracefully with his hands bound on his chest.

Looking from the angle of the salute, his eyes happened to catch a glimpse of the girl's head hugged by both hands, and a trace of emotional flaw finally flashed in his firm eyes.

Hearing the sound of Lord God Ancestor, Miu Xieer reacted and bent down, lowering his head with tears in his eyes.

"The master of the demon god fled, either dead or injured. He still doesn't have the ability to travel back to the old era. I still hope that the majesty will find his whereabouts, and it is best to arrest him."

"The minister takes orders!"

Michael, who lowered his head slightly, waited for the ancestor of the gods to enter the door, then straightened his waist.

Michel looked at him in tears, but was taken aback by his never-before livid face.

"Seeing Leng Leng's head with your own eyes, how does it feel in your heart? Does it hurt? He is the boy you have been watching growing up."

The meaning of the blame is obvious, the Goddess of Time is blaming him for not saving Leng Ji.

"I waited too long for the ending written for Lengji in the script of the ancestor of the gods."

This cruel word spoken in a calm tone made Muchelle feel extremely chilled.

"Lengji's fate is beyond our control. We don't have the ability and power. I hope the goddess will not be too sad, and don't blame myself."

Muchel felt the creeping coldness pricking his whole body, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, with contempt and mockery in his smile.

"Go inside, don't stand outside."

Hearing this advice, Muchelle left without looking back.

Michael no longer stayed here, and walked along the intersection of the Realm Land.He wanted to visit the Forgotten Metropolis.

(End of this chapter)