God after all

Chapter 19 Diosotto, One of the Twelve Demon Gods
He will go to the majestic castle standing deep in the woods, which is the product of the magical transformation of the leader of the Krillottuya family.

From the moment he stepped into the dreamlike foggy forest, the stench and evil of human flesh and blood could not escape his nose. It was the irrigation and depravity of members of the Krillottuya family bathed in human blood.

Leon and Genelle greeted the incoming visitors at the entrance.

The boys and girls standing on the left and right sides of the two brothers lined up from inside and outside the house.

"Diosotto, one of the Twelve Demon Gods! Even though they are separated by hundreds of meters, the overwhelming and ghastly ghostly aura that is rushing fiercely remains undiminished."

Looking at the forest where the wind and rain were blowing, the dignified Genelle was slightly absent-minded, with a pair of red eyes in the deep eye sockets showing a look of resentment.

He is coquettish and luxurious like a doll, beautiful and exquisite beyond belief.

He raised his head, only to see his elder brother's mouth curved into a meaningful smile, and he held his elder brother's hand worriedly.

"Appointing Diosotto to come to this future era, is the Lord of the Demon God getting impatient?"

"Maybe, we spent too much time hunting down the Holy Son."

Leon stretched out his recovered right hand, and put his palm on the top of Genelle's head to stroke the soft blond hair.

Diosotto walked into the depths of the forest, and what he saw was a flat open space with a snow-white castle in the center of the rose garden.

Perhaps it was because of the raindrops dripping on the top of his head, the great demon god stepped forward, and the one-piece hood that covered his face slipped to his back shoulder while looking up at the sky, exposing his overly handsome face.

He withdrew his gaze from the sky, moved his eyes to the castle ground, and stared at Leon who was walking down the steps of the door.

For Diosotto's approach, Genelle's face was very ugly.

Sure enough, when he directly ignored his bowing elder brother and walked towards him clearly, the motionless Genelle could feel panic looting his body.

How powerful is Diosotto, one of the Twelve Demon Gods?Rival God!
"Little Menis—"

Diosotto smiled boldly and opened his arms, "Come to Uncle Di's arms."

Jenel, whose mouth twitched, widened his eyes, and gave up the idea of ​​running away temporarily, realizing that it was almost impossible to escape in his hands.

I had already received the news that Diosotto was coming to this world, but I didn't expect it to be so soon, leaving the Kelilottuya family unprepared.

Otherwise, how could Genelle obediently stay in the castle to see him, at least hide outside for ten and a half months, and come back when he rolls back to the old times.

But the reality is cruel.

In an instant, Diosotto was close at hand, and the unsuspecting Genelle fell into a wide embrace, his tense and serious face suddenly exploded, disgusted and avoided the mouth that wanted to kiss his own face.

"Be obedient, let uncle kiss you."

Genelle is a proud child, naturally he refused to give in to things he didn't want to do, and slapped Diosotto mercilessly.

The side of Demon God turned to the right blushed, and was a little dazed by the beating.

"Haha, no wonder I think I'm not as handsome as before."

Even though he said so, there was a warm smile in Diosotto's eyes.

After such a long time, enough trouble has passed, and this child still dislikes him very much.

But it doesn't matter, Genelle is Menis, and the son of the Lord of Demon God is his own son.

"I'm Genelle Krillottuya!"

The child seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and made a cold statement with a straight face.

This sentence has been said many times, and every time it is returned, it is the Lord of the Demon God waving a thorn bar to whip him.

The child was bleeding and crying, gritted his teeth and refused to admit that he was Menis, the pride in his bones did not allow him to bow his head and give up his name

"Damn the honor and dignity of the nobility."

Diosotto mocked with contempt.

Leon was standing outside the gate far away, watching coldly, his wine red pupils flickered with indifferent shadows.

For a long time, the name Menis has been like a curse, deeply imprinted on the souls of the members of the Krillottuya family, imprinted with an indelible pain.

Diosotto, who lifted Genelle up high, looked back at Lelyon, suddenly remembered the words that had been left behind, and asked, "Are there only two messengers of God beside the Virgin Son?"

Leon responded humbly: "It is rumored that there is a woman."

"What's your identity?"

"There is no way to know, the traces have always been very secretive."

"No clue?"

"I'm afraid he was blessed by the envoy just like the Son of the Virgin."

"What is your name?"

"There is no way to know the name and taboo, outsiders call it the Silver Witch."

"Since when did it appear?"

Diosotto asked earnestly, vaguely interested in this woman.

"The day the Virgin was born—they were seen together by eyewitnesses."

"We're splitting into two factions to hunt down these two men."

Leon had no objection after hearing this, and could only respect rather than obey.

"The Son of the Virgin's identity as the Man in the Iron Mask has been leaked, and now it will be much easier for us to find him."

"You can try to force him to come forward."

Diosotto accepted Genelle's words, and put down the boy in his arms with both hands.

"Come with me, Your Excellency the Duke!"

"Duke" is a title he hasn't called for a long time, and only one of the Twelve Demon Gods, Diosotto, who is ranked seventh, often calls Leylion this way.

Genelle didn't follow. Seeing his brother following behind the great lord, he guessed that they had secret matters to discuss in private.

"I'm going to find Leng Ji."

Without looking at the backs of the two walking away in the corridor, Genelle turned and left.

What the boy didn't know was how easy it would be to find the Man in the Iron Mask again. The aura of the gods in him had disappeared, and finding him was harder than finding a needle in a haystack.

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Only an existence like Michael can easily find the Man in the Iron Mask.

He caught Leng Ji in a remote alley somewhere, blocking the way at a distance of five meters.

"You plan to go back to that human family just like that?"

Leng Ji did not make a sound, stood still.

"Give me your hand."

Throwing something at Michael silently, walked to a certain corner in silence, and sat cross-legged along the wall, the whole person was silent without making a sound.

Do you feel tired and just sit down and rest for a while?Why is the cold and beautiful face filled with a touch of loneliness and sadness?
The blood stained his extremely pale skin, and a mysterious and strange beauty was also reflected in him.

"If you lose too much blood, you will go into shock."

Michael bent his knees and squatted down, illuminated by the dim light of the street lamp, stretched out his hand to peel off the blood-stained black hair sticking to his face.

"Don't forget about the city in the future, it's best not to even accept the tasks assigned to you by the organization."

"I don't understand why the dark nobles found their whereabouts."

The voice was low, without emotion, and stated the facts in a very flat manner.

"There are still many things you don't understand."

Michael didn't think it was a surprise, and said words with earnestness:
"If you don't want your whereabouts to be discovered by the dark nobles again, you have to avoid the limelight from now on, just stay at home honestly.

I showed up too late, just to see how long you can last in battle. "

"I didn't ask you to save me."

Leng Ji looked away, not intending to look directly at Michael in front of him.

In the darkness illuminated by the street lights, the Heavenly Maharaja with golden pupils and long golden hair sneered and said:

"If you hang up, how can I explain to your father."

He picked up a severed arm that was on the ground, and connected it for Leng Ji.

Dead and haunted alleys shone with divine light, as if day was born from forgotten nooks and crannies.

(End of this chapter)