God after all

Chapter 188 Michael Is Not Bad
"Goddess will come back to the heaven first, and heal the wound on her hand."

"I'm leaving, what about Ji'er?"

"You can stand alone, can't you?"

Michael shifted his gaze and looked at the silent Son.

Leng Ji, who was watching quietly with Maharaja, nodded slightly but forcefully.

"You really act as if nothing happened."

Michel was very moved by Michael's composure, and couldn't figure out whether he was really calm in his heart, or whether he really didn't care about the fiasco of the nine guardian kings.

He appointed nine angels from the upper three ranks to go down to the ancient faxie empire to guard Li Yunji, who was imprisoned in the Constantine Cathedral in the capital.

Unfortunately, all six of them were killed in action.

They belong to the Holy King Dharma Protector Corps carefully cultivated by Michael, and they all stand out after going through the most severe test like hell.

This time, they were selected to go to the human world to complete their mission, and only three returned to the heaven alive.
"Everything is within plan." Facing the phantom wall of light hanging in the air, Michael showed an incomprehensible and unpredictable smile.

Muchel could not help but shudder.

"Does Cecia have any last words?"

Hearing the Majesty's sudden question, Miuchel inexplicably glanced at Leng Ji's reaction, and after seeing that he didn't respond, he looked away and looked at the light curtain.

"She said that autumn in the world is beautiful, and the sunset in the evening has a gentle color, and she wants to see it with the majesty."

In Cesia's last words, apart from conveying the news that the Lord of the Demon God had kidnapped the temptress Li Yunji, there were only a few words from her heart, which were uttered in tears.

"Did she suffer when she died?"

A pensive look appeared in the suspended light curtain, and Muchelle responded halfway, "I ended her painful struggle."

"Alright."

There was no sadness in his tone, nor in his eyes, and there was no sadness on Michael's calm face.

"You sent your own woman to the world, didn't you think she would die?"

"It was Cecia who asked the Majesty for orders!"

Muchelle responded to Leng Ji's following offensive statement, unexpectedly the little guy said so many words in one breath.

Feeling that it is not appropriate to ask about such a matter, Leng Leng silently shut up.

There was something subtly wrong in the quiet atmosphere.

"The war in the heavens is over, so the danger will inevitably go to the world."

Muchelle froze, it wasn't that she hadn't expected this, it was just that when this inevitable result was revealed by the Maharaja, she felt the shadow over her head.

"I will go to the world to join you."

Michael said lightly, with a pleasant smile on his slightly raised eyebrows.

Was Muchel the only one who noticed that there was a shadow of indifference in the depths of his smile?

"I am also relieved that the majesty will go down to the realm in person."

Muchel lowered his face slightly, not daring to look into his eyes.

Michael looked away from the goddess and looked at Leng Ji, "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

"Nemesis was stained with my blood before, and I can't control it."

"Are you okay?"

"Li Situ helped me."

Leng Ji just said this in a few words, without mentioning the cause and effect.

Facing the questioning eyes cast by the Maharaja, Muchelle said that he did not know.

"With your current ability, you still can't control Nemesis."

"How can I control it?"

The silence waiting for the answer couldn't understand Michael's silence.

"There are two possibilities: one is that you work hard to become stronger now; the other is to wait for your original power to awaken."

"What original power?"

"The power of your previous life is still dormant in your body."

Michael had a tone of knowing everything about this matter, and there was no surprise in his tone of speech.

"When will you wake up?"

"wait."

This seems to be an answer with no answer, and at worst the outcome may be far away.

Leng Ji lowered his head slightly, with a lonely look on his face.

Pressing his shoulders with both hands from behind, and touching his head, Muchel comforted: "Then wait patiently. Before you gain the original strength, don't forget that you have to work hard to become stronger."

Leng Ji remained silent, hiding the words "I have never forgotten to become stronger" in his heart.

"Okay, let's stop talking."

Muchel terminated the continuation of the topic.

The screen floating in mid-air shrunk to a speck of light before disappearing.

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On the top of the Garden of Eden, a white figure stood in the smoky rain and looked at the back at the end of the cliff. The drizzle drenched his clear silver pupils,

"Why did Heavenly Father come?"

The pleasant voice as before floated into Bai Ying's ears five meters away.

"You haven't been back to Jerusalem these days."

"So Heavenly Father is here to persuade me to go back?"

"I just came to see you."

The two lips moved, and a slender stream of water flowed from the white cheeks.

"Did Heavenly Father hear that?"

"Majesty descends to the realm, I have no objection."

A slightly cold voice drifted into my ears, I don't know what kind of feeling Michael had in his heart, why did he smile slightly? .

"Why don't you just tell the Holy Son the truth."

The white shadow has already appeared not far behind Michael, and his feet are moving.

If there was a third party among them, they would definitely be amazed at Chunmei Baiying's elusiveness.

"The power of the Black Lord is sealed in the body of the Holy Son, how long will you have to hide this fact from him."

"Let him discover the secret for himself."

"Aren't you afraid that he hates you?"

The indifferent silver pupils overflowed with cold air like blowing from the ice and snow, and a thin line appeared between the brows of the beautiful boy.

"To be honest, in the future world, I did a lot of things that would make him hate me, but he didn't know it."

Michael smiled indifferently, and there was a bitterness and sadness in his smile that he couldn't detect, although he said indifferently, "It's not bad this time."

Bai Ying hurried to the Majesty's side. At this time, the thin line between his brows opened into the shape of his eyes, dotted with red, and he looked down on the abyss below the cliff with a gaze that looked down on the world.

This slender silver pupil can predict the past, present, and future... Now that it is opened, it is staring at the world coldly, peeking into the storm of everything in the universe.

"What did you see?" Michael asked curiously.

"The Goddess of Time sent the Holy Son back to a family hotel."

Michael asked distrustfully, "Is that all?"

"I've read everything that happened in the Constantine Cathedral." The tone of Heavenly Father Jehovah was calm and calm as if nothing had happened.

Michael finally stopped facing the young man behind him with his back, and turned his head sideways.

"The dark nobles have started a new plan to catch human children."

This answer did not disappoint Michael who seemed to be waiting for an answer.

The beautiful boy showed a thoughtful expression, and suddenly said: "I have a plan."

"I don't need to tell my heavenly father, I know it."

I don’t know whether it was Michael who saw through Jehovah’s thoughts, or whether the two people’s thoughts coincided with each other.

"That's good. Your Majesty knows what to do, right?"

Michael didn't say anything, and looked at the beautiful boy's body in the rain with a blank expression until it became transparent.

(End of this chapter)