God after all

Chapter 190 Memories are sharp blades that stab people

The dream came to an abrupt end.

Leng Ji opened his eyes and woke up, put his hands on his chest, only to feel that the smile of the woman in the dream hurt him.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

Leng Ji followed the sound and turned his face, and caught a glimpse of the silent figure standing in front of the window.

With the faint light of the candles in the room, he recognized Michael who appeared at an unknown time.

Michael turned his head sideways, his body began to glow slightly, like a human figure formed by the condensed light, and the never-fading golden color flowed in his pupils.

For a moment, Leng Ji was stunned.

He watched the figure walking slowly, and found that he was somewhat similar to the woman in his dream.

As if to deny this subtle visual error, he avoided Michael's gaze coldly and evasively.

"What did you dream about?"

The Maharaja captured the boy's mood swings clearly.

"Eliza Cuthbert!"

Leng Ji wrapped his arms around his knees, sitting curled up on the head of the bed, looking lonely.

In Michael's eyes, the reborn Lengji has become softer and gentler than the previous Lengji.

However, how long can this soft and gentle state last?

"The memory that you once lived in the future world is slowly waking up."

Michael stretched out a hand and touched Leng Ji's head.A calm tone is like teaching one's beloved child.

Leng Leng does not speak, the emotions deep in his heart are hidden in the endless dark eyes, the whole person looks quiet and lonely.

"If you want to contact me in the future, you can open it at any time."

The hand resting on Leng Ji's head retracted, and an envelope folded into four corners was sandwiched between the index finger and middle finger.

The seal is branded with a brown-red wax seal, with a badge pattern engraved on it. The seals are the six wings of the holy light and the sword of Inoares, which represent Michael's political status and symbolize the supreme theocracy.

More attractive than the badge is the set of rings worn on the five fingers of the right hand, all of which are made of expensive hard gold, with gorgeous patterns carved on them.

The ring of the index finger is branded with the same pattern as the wax seal—the sword of Inoares hangs from the center of the six wings of the Holy Light that open left and right.

His cold gaze stayed on the sapphire ring inlaid on Michael's middle finger, and he felt that the crystal clear sea blue was very similar to Eliza's eyes.

"Tell me about her."

"Who?"

Watching Leng Ji get out of bed barefoot after receiving the letter, Michael's eyes followed the pale figure.

"Eliza Cuthbert."

Not curious about the content of the letter, he put it on the table intact, and went to the window to stare at the dimly bright sky outside.

"How is she now?"

The deep eyes, the voice without ups and downs, coupled with the indifferent expression, the three fit together very well.

"She degenerated into a high-ranking apostle cursed by Leyleon Krillottuya! In order to save her, you let the ancestor of all gods take her away."

As if hit by a thunderbolt from the blue, the pain in my heart permeated my whole body from the inside out, and Leng Ji covered his uncomfortable chest with his hands, feeling that even breathing hurts.

"and then?"

"Then no."

"So is she dead, or alive?"

Michael didn't answer, but smiled silently.

"The Holy Son doesn't need to be troubled or worried. Since she is in the hands of the God Ancestor, she must be able to turn danger into good luck."

The familiar voice was close at hand, and Leng Ji, who lowered his head, saw Bonn coming out of his wrist cuff, and suddenly realized that he had forgotten the existence of this divine snake.

"It's dawn, you guys get ready."

Michael, who changed the subject, reminded them that it was time to set off.

"What does the majesty mean?"

"Go to Li Situ."

Leng Ji remained silent, as if he had no objection to this.

"Then don't you have to wait for the Goddess of Time?"

"Her mission of coming to the human world has been completed, there is nothing to do with her for the time being, I let her return to the heavenly realm"

The divine snake Bonn let out an "oh" in understanding, and sighed a little.

"I should go, don't bother you."

As soon as Michael's words fell, the illusory body disappeared without a trace.

He appeared in the corridor outside the house, and the silent walking figure made no sound.

A half-bright and half-dark light and shadow appeared above his head, and the illusory youthful face of Jehovah was reflected in the light and shadow.

"The majesty ran to the world so quickly."

"Mortal things will stain the eyes of the heavenly father, and I hope the heavenly father will look away."

"It doesn't matter, where the Maharaja is, there is light."

Yahweh on the throne of God, no matter how simple the place on earth is,
"Does Heavenly Father have any orders?"

"I just want to see where the Majesty is."

Michael pursed his lips and smiled wryly, the indifferent and distant smile in his eyes carried the usual melancholy.

"It always feels like Heavenly Father is watching my every move."

"That's not the case. I'm just curious about what kind of countermeasures the majesty will take in this demon god hunting plan, but I didn't expect the majesty to act so low-key."

"Everything is following the arrangement of the ancestors."

"In the script written by my father for the Holy Son, did it mention when the Holy Son will return as the Black Lord? Would it be convenient for the Majesty to tell you?"

"There is an agreement with the god ancestor first, and the fate of the son must not be revealed."

Yahweh frowned in displeasure, but there was nothing he could do about Michael.

He was sitting on the throne with his arms crossed, his silver hair covering half of his face with the movement of tilting his head.

"It's fine if Maharaja doesn't want to say it, I can only wait and see."

Michael smiled silently.

"Actually, it's not just you, even I... have been waiting 3000 million years for the Black Lord to be reborn."

The beautiful young man on the throne murmured with emotion, with a bit of melancholy in his slightly heavy voice.

Memories are sharp knives that stab him, leaving pain in his body and mind every time.

In his memory, the Twelve Demon Gods were born millions of years earlier than Yahweh, second only to the oldest god, the ancestor of the gods, and they were perfect masterpieces created by the ancestor of the gods.

The Twelve Demon Gods were born in ancient times, before the emergence of all civilizations, nations, and lands familiar to human beings.

In that twilight age of darkness, the world was initially chaotic and devoid of light.

The Twelve Demon Gods follow the wishes of the ancestors of the gods to manage the dark world, make the world established and everything is ready, and create miracles and brilliant life in this world where the concept of nothingness originally did not exist.

That was the Demon God Century spanning a long time!The gods prospered and prospered, and also rose in their glorious age, together with the god Yahweh.

Yahweh God is just twins, divided into white Yahweh and black Yahweh, named Isaac and Kegeas, the two youngest sons loved by the ancestor of all gods.

Among the twin brothers, Ke Geyas is the most famous, and he is the god who is most like the ancestor of the gods.

Unlike the twelve demon gods who rule the earth, Yahweh is only the ruler of the sky. The civilization and life created by the two brothers is no less glorious than that established by the demon gods.

Lucifer was born when the heavens were formed, and White Lord Isaac was his father.

Michael, the Lord of Light who sent Lucifer into hell in the future, was born in the war years.

At that time, the Twelve Demon Gods and the gods had completely turned their faces. The Lord of the Demon Gods, Azanars, wanted to overthrow the ancestor of the gods, and he did not hesitate to set off a tragic war.

In such a dark age, Michael came and was created by the Black Yahweh to exist as the god of war to defeat the demon gods.

It can be said that Michael's growth is inseparable from the company and teaching of the black Lord "Kegyas".

He has respected Black Yahweh very much since he was a child, and regards him as the morning star in his life.

(End of this chapter)