God after all

Chapter 160 The Holy Son of the Garden of Eden: The War of the Heavens
The dream is over.

The resurrected Son wakes up suffering physical and mental exhaustion, and when he opens his eyes, he sees the star-studded darkness.

He couldn't move, he could only lie flat in the silent darkness, dazed by what he saw and heard in his dream.

Is everything in the dream real?What kind of world is that?
Who am I?Why do you have such a dream?
If it weren't for the filling of the dream, his mind would probably be blank.

He didn't know why he was in this darkness, let alone where it was?

This is a certain space that exists independently inside the tree of life, and the Holy Son is enclosed in coldness, ignorant of external things.

At this time, the Garden of Eden was not peaceful, and the roar of the dragon echoed faintly from afar.

Since the news of the Holy Son's hiding in the Garden of Eden spread and alarmed the race of demon gods, the lord of the demon gods, Azanars, and the devil of hell, Lucifer, joined forces to deal with the heavens.

It was the first time for them, who had been colluding secretly for a long time, to provoke God so blatantly—the second dark age of the gods had come.

The war between the heavens and the demons was endless, and the latter repeatedly marched three times, with fierce offensives, and fought hard.

There are three heavens in the heavens that are occupied by the demon army.

At the junction connecting the third day and the fourth day, Uriel guarded the entrance to the fourth day with a sword of fire in his hand, and fought a time-consuming battle with Mamen, the supreme commander of the Hell Knights, holding back with the attraction of troops and firepower. the enemy's combat operations.

What is unbelievable is that - unlike the quick battle that successfully captured the third heaven before, this big devil actually dealt with Uriel very patiently.

"You entered the city of Jerusalem, why are you hesitating? Are you afraid that the great king Michael will strangle you to death?"

"Pooh!"

Mammon stared at Uriel angrily with disgust on his face.

"It's fine to just say that I'm brave and good at fighting so that Uncle Mamen shuns me so much, but what's the point of beating around the bush and talking about that turtle with a shrunken head.

To be honest, I am indeed no match for that guy, but ah..."

The roar that shook the heavens and the earth and resounded through the sky broke out from the mouth of the magic dragon, and the fiery wind that flowed between the breath and breath was like a stream of fire.

The young Mamen stood on the dragon's head and looked down upon Uriel, his contemptuous eyes were like looking at a bug.

"It's more than enough to cut you into eight pieces."

Flames splattered, weapons clashed and clangs clanged, and the flaming blade withstood Mammon's blow to the head.

The figure who was still standing fifty meters away just now was already close in front of his eyes. Although Uriel defended in time, but with a slash from the sky, his own strength was suppressed by Mamen holding a big knife, and it was difficult to escape for a while.

Uriel fought him several times in horror, and once mocked his strength as nothing more than that, but in the end he still underestimated his earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods.

The young man was slender and not tall, with long chest-length hair that looked like a girl, malnourished and poorly developed.

It goes without saying that he is beautiful, but the aura around him is too eerie.

His hands that were clenching the blunt heavy knife continued to strengthen, and Uriel, who was clenching his teeth oppressively, showed a fierce look.

The ground couldn't bear Uriel's trampling feet and Mammon's pressure, and cracked lines ran around.

The blade flickered with the cold light of the cold moon, which was very dazzling.

Uriel narrowed his eyes subconsciously, seeing Mammon, who was frozen in midair, also narrowed his eyes—his long, thin red eyes were narrowed into a slit, and the bright eyes showed a ruthless and bloodthirsty edge in the slit.

The big knife turned into a virtual black dragon head, grinning and showing its fangs, biting off the Demon-Breaking Sword, the hot flame was instantly extinguished.

There was severe pain in Uriel's abdomen, and his whole body was kicked by Mammon, and he fell hard at the feet of the angel army.

But he didn't fall down, he just knelt down on one knee, and a broken sword pierced the ground.

The demon army erupted into the victor's cheers, loud and clear.

Uriel finally breathed a sigh of relief, stood up reluctantly, and when he looked up at Mammon, he found that he was standing on top of the black dragon's head at some point, and the big knife ignited with a "chi" sound in his hand.

His eyes were also lit with torches, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

The roar of the dragon brought a strong wind.

The wind was blowing upstream from Mammon's feet, making the cloak flutter wildly, the whole body seemed to be completely drenched by the wind, and even the long hair was flying.

"I'm going to be serious!!"

Bloodthirsty and murderous aura erupted all over his body, and even his kind couldn't help showing a look of fear.

A hundred meters away behind him, in front of the demon army, the black-robed figure sitting quietly on a black horse raised his jaw slightly, and the only lips that were not tightly covered by the hood curled into a smile.

Uriel noticed this little black figure, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought something wrong exploded in his mind.

From the very beginning of the war, this guy dressed like a black-robed warlock seemed to have been there all the time, silently indifferent and not participating in the battle.

The drums of war sounded in unison, and the momentum was huge, and the angelic legion that lined up the sky and the earth was ready to go.

"The King of Knights has not made it to the fourth day because he is afraid of Michael."

The words of the short black-robed warlock were slightly gloating, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sneer.

"After all, it's my teacher Michael, Mammon His Majesty is also very embarrassed. If you are sensible, you'd better recognize your current identity. Being emotional will only lead to bad things."

A title of "His Royal Highness" spit out from Agares' mouth, which generally refers to the special status of Mamen.

The knight king who deliberately fought several rounds with Uriel was the illegitimate child of Lucifer and a human woman.

He also has a twin brother, but his brother is more like a human being than him, so he was not lucky enough to be selected by Lucifer to be promoted to heaven.

Michael, the king of the heavenly army, was the teacher who single-handedly promoted and supported his growth.

Tens of millions of years after the destruction of the demon god race, Lucifer fell into the sky, and Mammon also betrayed the heavens, followed Lucifer, and degenerated into a demon ever since.

He became the supreme leader of the knights in the eternal hell, and he is also known as the prince of the demon world. It can be said that he is a very important figure in Lucifer.

"His Highness has delayed attacking the city of Jerusalem, isn't he trying to buy time for Master Jenel? This place is close enough for Master to get close to the Garden of Eden. Isn't that what we came here for?"

Baal, the Demon of Destruction, reminded the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy beside him.His voice was extremely hoarse, like a crow crooning.

The boy let out a disdainful snort that he could only hear, and said compliments:
"Thank you for protecting me all the way here, Genelle Krillot Tuya Dai Demon God Lord to express his gratitude!"

In this battle against the heavens, while the supreme commander of the Hell Knights was in charge, the Great Demon King Belial also sent two of his men to help out—the princes and nobles of hell, one of the 72 demon gods, Baal, and Agares. .

The reason why the heavens were able to lose the three heavens is inseparable from their credit.

The purpose of this war is to get close to God's hidden Son of Eden.

Although it is said that the demon race and the demon world openly joined forces to deal with the heavens, but this time the only one who really intervened in the war was the second young master of the Clilot Tuya family, one of the dark nobles.

The stubborn Genelle wanted to intervene, but his older brother Leon had nothing to do with him.

"I'm going to act! Please protect my body here."

Explaining his intention to leave clearly, Genelle, who was tightly covered by the black robe, did not continue to speak.

The wild roar of the magic dragon spread all over the sky, telling the tragedy of death ending in blood and fire.

(End of this chapter)