God after all

Chapter 168 The Holy Son of the Garden of Eden: An Incompetent Waste Mandated by God

The gods were terrified, and they were invited by the LORD to call the temple meetings that continued every day.

This time, the enemy they faced was very powerful. The two Gods of War, one of the Twelve Demon Gods, made their debut on the stage of the Heaven Realm for the first time.

The holy wall of the city of Jerusalem was almost breached. If it fell, it would mean that the demon army had opened the door to the fourth day.

One after another, the gods and angels fled and left the heavens in order to take refuge, and rushed to all parts of the world in a panic.

The sky began to rain in late autumn, and the morning sun and snow-white birds disappeared.

Lightning pierced through thick cumulonimbus clouds, and thunder sounded like thousands of horses galloping.

The beautiful red sunset scenery of the Garden of Eden disappeared, and a heavy rain fell in the high altitude where the sky suddenly changed.

The good peace of the past has disappeared, and the palace left by the Black Lord presents a scene of cruel destruction.

I don't know what kind of force it came from. The sculpture of the twin angels standing in the center of the fountain lost its upper body, and some scattered fragments settled at the bottom of the circular pool.

Not only that, but the five guardians who guarded the palace became a pile of stones on the marble square.

There are still several potholes burning with flames on the ground, which are obviously traces left by the battle.

Leng Ji panicked because of something bad, ran into the palace with the gate open, and saw the bloody death of the attendants, no one was lucky enough to survive.

When did this tragedy happen?Is it the time period when he stayed on the tree of life?Death quietly invaded the palace.

The candles inside the hall that were supposed to be shining forever were also strangely extinguished, sinking into a silent atmosphere.

It was raining heavily outside the hall, and Leng Ji ran out as if he fell to the ground. The strong thought of leaving this place as soon as possible occupied his mind.

The raindrops beat his young body mercilessly, and in the cold wind he tremblingly embraced his arms with both hands.

The green meadows and woods are endless, and there are reclaimed pastoral wastelands in the distance, surrounded by undulating mountains with gray clouds and mist.

Leng Ji ran fast, and the water gathered into a shoal scattered and splashed under his feet, heading towards the tree of life.

He had to rush over to tell Qi Xing in the Bonn palace, and the fear in his heart bound him to escape from here.

But after finally opening a long distance from the residence, he returned to the gate of the palace inexplicably.

The sense of fear deepened in his heart, and the child's eyes flashed with anxiety, like a frightened deer.

He ran in the direction of the tree of life again, but returned to the original point helplessly, and was exhausted after running several rounds over and over again.

He tried running to the tree of life from different paths, but it didn't work.

He was dangerously aware that he was surrounded by invisible forces.

"Heh, are you running away? I really can't believe that this is something that Holy Son Leng Ji would do."

After the rebirth, the Holy Son has changed a lot from the previous life. He lacks a cold and murderous aura that should not be approached by strangers, and his calm and calm appearance looks gentle and elegant.

The only thing that remains the same is his appearance, no one is not captivated by his magical beauty.

"The face is as good-looking as ever."

This childish voice was very familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before—Leng Ji thought of this, and his head began to throb.

It's a bad habit, he's had these migraines since he was born.

He knew that he had forgotten many important things. Although Maharaja Michael reminded him that there was no need to have past life memories, he vaguely felt that those memories were very important, and there was always a voice in his subconscious saying that they should not be forgotten.

"Do you remember who I am?"

Leng Ji looked behind the place where the sound came from, and saw the boy with blond hair and red pupils standing far away in the rain curtain and smiling.

This is the smile of an old friend reunited after a long absence.

The pain pierced into the body, and the memories surged in the mind, and those fragments with clear images were like a complete mirror falling to pieces.

"Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come here? Since I have been here once, there must be a second time."

Faced with the approach of Genelle Krillottuya, Lengji was a little unsteady, and took two steps back in a panic, panic creeping up the corners of his brows and eyes.

"You've grown a lot taller."

The glaring cold light that flashed in Jenel's palm shone in his cold eyes, and the slender light swelled and gathered into a ball covering his wrist. A knife with a blade length of 1.5 meters was stunning in the rain.

"I came here secretly, and you happened to be away at the time, so I took care of the servants in your palace by the way."

With a light wave of the hand, the light of the knife cut through the invisible barrier, and the invisible light wall covering the entire palace and even the surrounding area cracked, and the gap lengthened and expanded, revealing the original shape of the real space.

"Michael can't get away from the battlefield. The Lord hides in his palace with a shrinking head and a tortoise in fear. Not to mention the gods, who cares about your life or death? As for Michelle, God knows where she went. "

At the end of the story, Genelle looked up to the sky and laughed. The figure walking in the rain has bewitching red pupils, which are devil-like eyes, and his existence is more like a devil than a devil.

"I'll take your life! Honestly, die under the knife of this young master."

Leng Ji didn't run away, and knew that he couldn't run very far.

He didn't know what to do, there was nothing he could do, all the guardians guarding the palace were dead, and without the protectors, he was helpless.

"Jenelle Krillottuya—the chief minister next to the Lord of Demon Gods, was once a noble existence like a nobleman, but later degenerated into a non-human creature.

Being cursed by the king you serve, can you really let go of your past suspicions and forget your family hatred? "

"It seems that you know a lot about me!"

I felt a strong wind blowing against my face, my neck was tightly locked, and the elusive Genelle was close at hand.

"What else do you know?"

The mouth is split to reveal the sharp fangs, and the blood-thirsty pupils are full of bloodthirsty killing, revealing the eyes of a beast looking at its prey.

"Oh, is it painful?"

Seeing Leng Ji's face flushed from suffocation, Genelle's strength intensified.

"Do you know how you died in another world? Did Michael and Muchel tell you the truth?"

Leng Leng was so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak, he didn't moan in pain, and he didn't have any resistance. He stared at Genelle's eyes without any surprise or anger, and saw a kind of hatred in his blood-red eyes.

"You are pitiful."

"what?"

"I said you are pitiful, you have degenerated from a human to a monster. Don't you hate who you are now?"

"shut up!"

Genelle raised his arms high angrily, and threw Leng Ji, who was half a head shorter than him, far away.

"You incompetent waste at the mercy of God, how much luckier are you than me?"

Genelle didn't hack Leng Ji to death with a long knife, but turned the weapon in his hand into a whip and beat him vigorously.

(End of this chapter)