God after all

Chapter 165 The Holy Son of the Garden of Eden · The Loneliness Deep in the Bone

After watching the sunset for a long time, I still don’t see Maharaja and Muchelle returning to the Garden of Eden. The Son, who is still a child, is bored and will come to the place where he was reborn to play, and like to sit on a tree and look into the distance as before.

Bonn, the snake who guards the tree of life, has been with him all the time.They became good friends!

This gigantic python with scales and gleaming evil light has engulfed the towering giant tree, and its slippery, cold and greasy body exudes the shadow of death.

"You are becoming more and more silent, and there is a loneliness in your eyes that you shouldn't have at your age."

Ignoring the voices from above, the Holy Son, who was leaning against the tree trunk, moved his body and retreated into the foliage, which seemed to make him feel more secure.

"You look lonely."

"Don't say any more."

The cold and childish voice of a child is as thin as a mosquito.

He wrapped his arms around his legs, rested his chin on his knees, and lowered his brows and eyes so as not to look at the terrifying head of the snake coming from the tree.

"I never saw you smile."

The gentleness of the divine snake is in incompatible contrast with the giant body.

"I'm not fit to smile."

"why?"

"Because my eyes—"

The Holy Son raised his face coldly, his eyes met Bonn's blood pupils.

The shadow of a child is reflected in the eye sockets that seem to be inlaid with rubies.

The figure's stunning beauty and dark purple eyes formed an indescribable horror.

"Your eyes are beautiful."

This is not false flattery, it is sincere.

The divine snake Bonn thinks that the Son's eyes without whites are very beautiful, and the bottomless black and purple evil charm is hidden inside, full of quietness and mystery.

Leng Ji didn't speak, and lowered his face again, resting his chin on his knees and wrapping his hands around his legs.

As a child, he is now seven or eight years old.

"They said my eyes were terrible, like a black hole in the abyss."

"Who are they? How dare they say that about the Holy Son?"

Leng Ji was silent.

Not knowing how to comfort the child, the snake could only rub his head affectionately against his arm.

"But I like the eyes of the Holy Son."

Perhaps because he felt that these words were not touching enough, the snake sincerely expressed his love, "Even if everyone doesn't like the Holy Son, I will."

Leng Ji raised his hand and touched the head of the snake that Bonn stretched out.And it closed its eyes, enjoying the touch very much.

"Can I tell you something in my heart?"

"What is it?"

"During this period of time, I have frequently dreamed of some terrible nightmares, which is my past."

"Why do you think it's your past?"

"It's what the Majesty said—those are all things that actually happened in the future world in the previous life."

It looked like a seven or eight-year-old child, weakly speaking words that made him sad, with sadness and helplessness in his voice.

His expression is very quiet, but his eyes are very deep, like the most intense dark purple night, all the despair and pain are hidden in this dark purple night, and can no longer be seen or touched.

"It's just bits and pieces, not complete.

I want to know everything, but neither Maharaja nor Michelle will tell me, and keep saying that I need to find these past memories by myself.

Even among the gods, it is rumored that I am the Son of God who came back from the dead. I originally came from the future world, but I died in that future world. "

The autumn evening wind blew by, Leng Ji hugged herself tightly, suddenly feeling a little cold.

"Bonn, why did you say I died in that future world?"

Leng Ji hugged his head, his eyes filled with fear of the unknown.

"I dreamed that a man as dark as night knelt on a mountain of dead bodies and was beheaded by a woman in red.

I vaguely feel... that man is me! "

The cold voice couldn't help trembling slightly.

Seeing that the Holy Son lost control of his emotions, Bonn swam around the tree of life a few times, wrapping his huge body around him.

This may be a hug, but it is really too huge, the greasy black scales shone ominously, no matter how you look at it, it is not harmonious and friendly, as if it wants to devour a young boy.

"That's your fate! It's a real thing that happened, you have to accept the reality. You died in the last life, this is the reality, and now you are reborn, this is also the reality, why don't you face it calmly?"

Bonn remembered that on a nightless autumn day, the great ancestor of all gods appeared silently, and came to visit the holy son conceived in the tree of life.

He also left a few words and said in a flat voice:

"My little son traveled through time and space to this era, would you like to be friends with him?"

The face of the Patriarch of the Gods was still as young as Bonn had seen it long ago.

Such a long time has passed, since the demise of the demon god race until the return of recovery, the ancestor of the gods has never aged.

"The Son was very lonely! Died alone, resurrected alone, without any friends.

You, like him, have never had any friends, so keep each other company if you can. "

After the ancestor of the gods finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.

"I hope you will feel warmer if I wrap you like this."

Leng Ji stretched out his hand to hug the snake's body, and pressed his cheek against the scales to feel Bonn's temperature.

"But you're cold."

It is clear that the mouth is very cold, but the arms are tightly hugged, and the eyes are empty, staring at the distance without focus.

The glamorous rays of the sun shattered the lonely sky.

For a moment, the Holy Son fell into selfless muttering:

"The army of the demon world is approaching the city, threatening to wipe out the protoss who sheltered me. It's my fault. Those wars were started because of me."

The deep self-blame in the Son's tone, and the heavy sadness that would soon overwhelm his life, made Bonn fall silent.

Leng Ji closed her eyes, and suddenly said nothing.

Drowsiness hit him, and he fell asleep tiredly, and it took a long time before he opened his eyes and woke up.

He broke free from the entanglement of Bonn's huge snake body, said goodbye in a friendly manner, and returned to the palace alone along the way he came. He saw Maharaja Michael waiting for him outside the door, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

He walked over without any reaction, and heard Maharaja ask, "Where did you go to play?"

"Over there in Bonn."

Leng Ji saw that the Goddess of Time was missing by Michael's side, so she asked about Michel's whereabouts.

"She has something to go to the lower world, and she will come back in two days."

Seeing the child stop, Michael deliberately approached.

"What is it that needs a lower bound?"

The holy son Leng Ji of the previous life was very taciturn, and he belonged to the kind of person who couldn't say ten words a day.

It is already an incredible miracle to be able to stand here and talk with Michael face to face, and the atmosphere still has a bit of warmth.

"It's related to the demon god."

Seeing the approaching maharaja kneeling down in front of him, letting his outstretched hand touch his face, Shengzi heard a thunderbolt from the blue sky coldly.

"When you get older, you will have to go to the lower realm."

"That's fine. If I stay here for a day, there will be no peace in the heavens."

When Leng Ji said this, his expression could not hide his loneliness, and the loneliness was buried in his lowered eyes.

"Will you come with me?"

He leaned forward and put his arms around Michael's neck.

This action is like a child hugging his father reluctantly when he is leaving.

The Maharaja did not respond positively to the quiet and introverted boy, took his little hand, stood up and walked towards the open door of the palace.

(End of this chapter)