God after all

Chapter 155 The Holy Son of the Garden of Eden·The Tree of Life
Being in the Garden of Eden was only a matter of a moment, and Jehovah and Michael stood under the towering old trees with lush branches.

This is a magical holy tree. It looks tall and tall, huge and strong in appearance. The lush young leaves are shining with light green fluorescence, and the countless branches are swaying in the wind and rippling in the void.

Fluorescent light flowed between the branches and leaves, fluttering non-stop, circling around the two figures on the ground.

The lush and lush interior of the tree of life consists of ten circles and 22 paths. It can be divided into three pillars, ten elements, four worlds, and 22 paths.

The guardian of this giant tree is an ancient snake, presumably aware of the sudden visitor, it slowly moved its body entangled in the trunk.

The mammoth snake body is exposed, the image is too terrifying, the scales are cold and greasy black, it is more like an evil monster than a sacred and noble species.

It is simply Satan from hell, occupying the tree of life, and all the protruding snake heads have contemptuous gazes that despise all living beings.

Yahweh and Michael are insignificant before it.

"Long time no see, you haven't changed at all."

Like greeting an old friend, Jehovah took the initiative to say hello.

"What are you doing here?"

The Divine Snake spoke, and the powerful and heavy voice shook the air.

It doesn't need an honorific title, and it doesn't seem to welcome the arrival of the Lord of Heaven.

"Bonn, back off!"

This is Michael's order and warning - move away.

The Divine Snake surpassed his status and got too close to Jehovah, even his tone was disrespectful.

This towering black snake was really obedient, and distanced itself from the beautiful boy.

"Why did the ancestor of the gods tell the majesty, the majesty can go by himself, I won't go."

Michael, who was standing by the side, reacted quickly and knew what the Lord was saying. He squinted at this noble and elegant white figure, and approached the tree of life without saying a word.

He stretched out his hand, and the moment his palm touched the tree trunk, a golden holy light bloomed.

Perhaps 20 people couldn't hold hands to encircle the thick tree trunk, and there appeared a dark gap as high as a human figure. The owner of the hand hid in it, and the gap closed suddenly until it disappeared.

"Majesty Michael brought a life back from another world and placed it in the tree of life to conceive. You must protect this life well."

"What kind of life?"

"It's the Holy Son!"

The divine snake Bonn was slightly surprised. Although it knew that the Holy Son was the most important existence in the plan to hunt demon gods, it never expected that the protagonist who originally belonged to the future world would come to the old era of [-] AD.

"Will it be born in the tree of life? Did the Son die in another world?"

"You don't need to know too much, you just need to keep this secret, understand?"

Regarding the vaguely guessed result of the serpent Bonn, Jehovah did not explain, and told it not to reveal the death of the Son and the rebirth in the tree of life.

"I dare not disobey the command of the Father."

The snake retracted its body and sneaked into the tree of life covered by green leaves.

Yahweh still maintains the posture of raising his head slightly, with his face upturned, as if lost in selfless contemplation.

He saw that the tree of life was shining with golden light, and every leaf was emitting divine light; but such beauty did not last long, since Michael appeared and dissipated.

When he came, it was as if the sun had transformed into an illusion. His whole body was dazzling, and he quietly approached the beautiful young man whose body was so white that his body glowed.

"Is everything done?"

"In the days to come, wait for the rebirth of the Holy Son."

Yahweh smiled with satisfaction, turned and left.

Michael involuntarily followed behind the white figure.

"The palace located in the Garden of Eden, I hope the majesty will repair it carefully, so that it will be convenient for the son to live in in the future."

"understood."

After talking about this topic, they were already outside the gate of the palace. The stone paved ground under their feet was covered with moss and vines, and even the entire magnificent building was completely covered by various green vegetation.

This is a product left over from a long time ago, belonging to one of the palaces of the Black Lord, and the existence of the Garden of Eden was also created by him.

Today, the Creator has passed away for 3000 million years, and the place where he once lived has been reduced to a desolate and desolate place. The palace made of luminous meteorites in the sky has long been eclipsed, exuding an ancient and distant atmosphere.

There is a sense of desolation and vicissitudes in Jehovah's eyes, and the loneliness and sadness in his eyes quietly gazing at the palace.

He seems to be looking at a paradise that is isolated from the world, and the beauty of the paradise has long been crushed beyond recognition by the ruthless years.

"It's been a long time since I came here," Yahweh smiled bitterly, "I really miss you."

It can be seen that the beautiful boy beside him is full of nostalgia for this place, and Michael echoed:
"This palace contains the traces of my father's life here, which is a trace of memory that cannot be erased by the long years, engraved in every corner."

It was rare for Michael to refer to Black Yahweh as "father", with a strong sense of yearning in his tone, which is a rare expression of emotion for this great god.

"I remember... Majesty lived here when he was a child."

"Yes."

"Why didn't you renovate it before? After all, it's my hometown."

"Even if it is rebuilt, it will be empty, my father will not come back, and it is impossible for me to spend my days in the palace that has no father.

I used to think that it would be good to just let it stay silent like that. "

Day after day, countless vicissitudes passed, and the long-silent Black Lord Palace lost its splendor and was covered by overgrown weeds everywhere.

"Now that the Holy Son is back, this place should be back to life."

Hearing this sentence, Michael remained silent.He stretched out his hand, and a ball of golden light floated out from his palm, flying towards the palace.

But in the blink of an eye, the entire palace was shrouded in grand light.

Michael turned sideways, and his eyes fell on a sculpture of an angel holding a water bottle. With just a glance, the nine-foot-high stone sculpture standing in the center of the pool began to change.

It used to be a fountain here, but it dried up with the death of the Black Lord, and there was no continuous flow of water from the water bottle held by the angel.

The clear water used to lead to the ground and nourish the land. At that time, beautiful and blooming flowers always grew around the palace of the Black Lord.

The angel sculpture is not an independent entity. There is a human body on the back, holding a stone bottle with both hands, keeping the posture of pouring water, with the mouth of the bottle facing down.

It can be said that this is a twin angel with the same external appearance. There is only one pair of wings regardless of the pros and cons, and the body is strangely fused into one.

After the baptism of time for a long time, its former beauty no longer exists, only the sense of destruction that has been weathered and eroded by the long years remains.

Faces that were mottled and cracked are now repaired by incredible magical powers, making them look brand new.

The stone sculpture is brought to life, blinking its eyes on one side, moving its body in a certain direction, and kneeling on one knee, saluting the Father and the Maharaja.

It just knelt down, crouched on the high base, and never moved again.

Perhaps for Michael who gave it life, this kneeling posture is more humble and pious.

The water gushing from the water bottle filled the fountain pool, shimmering with the shimmering light of the morning sun.

The dazzling golden light enveloping the palace still hasn't dissipated.

Something flew down from the high eaves of the temple, knelt down on one knee around Jehovah and Michael one after another, it turned out to be several stone angels.

(End of this chapter)