God after all

Chapter 167 The Holy Son of the Garden of Eden: Leng Ji Peeps at the Battlefield
"The river has an ancient name, 'Isaac's Sorrow.'"

"I've heard of it."

I heard Muchel mention this river running through the Garden of Eden before. It is said that it was formed by the accumulation of heavy rain that has rained for 500 years.

There are many rivers like this in the heavens, connecting them in all directions.

The reason why it is named Isaac's Sorrow is because of the Lord.

About 3000 million years ago, on the day the Black Lord died, the White Lord Isaac hid in the temple and wept.

When he wept sadly, the originally clear sky became dark, and the rainstorm was like a sudden rainstorm. The downpour lasted for 500 years.

The rain is crystal clear violet, always shining with the light of the sun and rain.

"The river is beautiful."

The beauty as bright as the moon and the stars makes Leng Ji unable to take his eyes off, watching this seemingly endless river from a bird's-eye view.

Just like thousands of stars shuttle through the green forest, the place where they shine is radiant.

The elk, shining with pure holy light, stand on the bank of the river and drink water with their heads bowed. Green grass and flowers swaying in the wind grow everywhere under their feet.

"I can bring the water to you."

Leng Ji was still reminiscing about Bonn's words, but he didn't expect that the divine snake would soon prove what the water source was flying from.

The water in the river rolled up, swirling and rippling in circles, heading straight into the sky.

Leng Ji looked up at the columnar stream of water meandering into the sky, only to feel the incredible beauty of the picture.

The sparkling colors of the violet water flow, reflecting the red glow of the sunset, are magnificent and fantastic.

"You put your hand into the water curtain, and then you can see the battlefield far away."

I don't know what kind of magical power Bonn used to use the water of the river to map out the live battle between the heaven and the devil.

Leng Ji changed his sitting position on top of the snake's head, stood up with the horns on his hands, approached the water curtain reflecting his figure, and stretched out a hand.

The wind blew around him, causing his hair and sleeves to flip over in awe.

One person and one snake stand in the vast world, expressing the demeanor of the otherworldly and immortal.

The moment Leng Ji's fingers touched the water-light curtain, a gust of coolness poured into his limbs, his mind was severely impacted, and his vision immediately switched scenes.

The first thing I felt was the roar of the beast that almost shattered the eardrums, and the white color that was moving rapidly in front of my eyes immediately turned into the battlefield.

The extremely long dragons occupy a large area of ​​the sky, their horns are slender and curved, and there are battle angels holding magical weapons on top of their heads.

The dragon clan is divided into two factions: one is from the heavenly world, and the other is from the demon world.

Their endless melee tore the sky apart, and the darkness of the abyss condensed in the huge holes all over the place.

The raging flames burned the remaining light in the sky, and countless streams of fire poured down from the highest point of the sky.

There is no such thing as the earth, and the black army of the demon world tramples the void.

The fiery void stretches as far as the world's borders, covering endless armies.

The bright daylight shrouded the dark and deep colors, as if they were dejected by this earth-shattering battle, and the flames and holy light pervading everywhere could not illuminate this degenerate scene.

The sound of war drums reverberated mightily, traveling through the wind and fire all over the sky, and flowed to the ears of the troops fighting each other.

The angel held the spear that condensed the blue light and lightning, and threw it out with all his strength. The meteor-like light band flew across a fleeting trajectory, and the huge purple-blue light cluster exploded in the densely wriggling black matter.

The holy spears poured endlessly from the sky, turning into wind, thunder, light and shadow to devour the demon army.

The world melts into a sea of ​​colorful colors that devours all things. Pale and bright red, yellow and dark are mixed together, drowning everything with a tragic and eye-catching death.

Giant dragons of different races were fighting in the chaotic sky, and the roaring sound shook the air, and even the strong wind couldn't stop shaking and trembling.

The fireballs they spewed covered the light of the day, and everywhere they swept was a sky-high sea of ​​flames.

For a moment, the world fell into a quiet scene of complete silence, only the burning red was shining brightly.

This scene of hopeless destruction reveals the ultimate tragedy and horror.

The howling wind sounded like a mournful cry.

In the distance, a city wall standing proudly and straight up to the sky is facing the chaotic battlefield, as if overlooking the common people with the gaze of the gods.

This is the holy wall of the city of Jerusalem on the fourth day. The length of the straight line reaches as far as the horizon, and the height reaches the end of the sky.

Its whole body is bright and radiant, glowing with golden light, such an indomitable existence itself is an incredible miracle and myth.

"You should stay in the Garden of Eden."

I don't know where Michael's voice came from, and I was taken aback by the awe-inspiring silence of the majestic appearance of the holy wall.

He didn't stand firm, staggered a few steps on his hind legs, and the visual picture connecting the battlefield ended.

"It was discovered. I don't know if the majesty will scold you when he comes back."

Leng Ji couldn't understand what was going on, and asked honestly and stupidly: "Why is this happening?"

"Although you are not on the battlefield, I used the thousand-mile technique to connect the images of the battlefield to this water curtain.

I'm also surprised that the Maharaja saw through the cover-up. I didn't expect that in such a harsh environment, he could still find you peeping. "

The snake moved its body, plunged into the crown of the tree, and climbed down along the trunk.

Leng Ji looked through the gaps between the bright green leaves, and witnessed a heavy violet rain in the sky and the earth.

The water source leading to the sky is not supported by the invisible force exerted by the divine snake, and it floats and falls in all directions.

"I hate war."

Hearing the child's depressed words, the snake encouraged him to become stronger, and one day he would be able to destroy the demon race and end the dispute between the heaven and the demon world.

"I don't have any strength right now."

Lengji is very lonely, hates himself and feels disappointed at the same time, feels that he is an incompetent waste, unable to do anything.

"When Maharaja comes back to see you, let him teach you how to become stronger."

"I probably won't last long in Eden."

"What do you mean?" The divine snake gasped inwardly.

"When I get older, I'm going to the lower realm."

"Did the majesty tell you?"

Seeing that the Holy Son was silent, the Divine Snake was very sure of his conjecture.

"You must be strong, there are many dangers waiting for you in the future ahead, you have to hold on!"

"Am I going to die?"

The word death is heavy, but seven or eight-year-old children say it so lightly, without panic, but with a calm and calm.

"You can't die. If the demon god race fulfills its wish, then all living things will perish, and the fate of the heavens will come to an end."

For the Holy Son who was still a child, the mission on his shoulders was too heavy, and it often made him breathless.

How should he save the world?
The snake sent him to the tree of life, put him on the ground, and urged him to return to the palace.

He hugged the snake's head reluctantly, with cold scales on his cheeks.

"Thank you, Bonn!"

Leng Ji thanked him with attachment, and turned to leave. His pale and slender figure gradually disappeared from the snake's sight.

The bangs and the roar of the dragon that came from the distant battlefield never dissipated in the Garden of Eden, tearing apart the tranquility here.

The war is fiercer than ever.

Those brutal, terrifying deaths mixed with flames and blood swept across, and the war between the demon gods and the gods started again around the heaven after a lapse of 3000 million years.

　The first volume of Leng Ji appeared very strong.

　　Towards the end of the second volume, it is written that he died and was reborn as a weakling.

　　The third volume describes how he grew from a weak person to a strong person step by step.

　　The fourth and fifth volumes are basically the pinnacle.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)