God after all

Chapter 193 Leng Ji went to the Witch Street Nicholas
Looking at him indifferently, Bonn realized that he had said something wrong, and regretted not being considerate of his feelings.

"I just hope you're not too alone."

Ignoring the divine snake Bonn, he turned his eyes coldly and stared at the elf with the appearance of a human girl.

"I have heard about the misfortune that happened in Kailut Forest."

Rumors and gossips revived with Leng Ji's birth, and topics about him have endured in the heavens for a long time.

Leng Ji himself has more or less heard of the many right and wrong caused by his own existence.

For example, one of the dark aristocrats, the second young master of the Clilot Tuya family, forcibly broke into the Garden of Eden, failed in the assassination mission of the lurking tree of life, and was severely injured by King Michael.

The detailed process of the whole thing is not very clear, he just heard that the demon king Lucifer sacrificed hundreds of elves in Kailut Forest to save Genelle, and made them into medicine to heal Genelle's injury.

The blood flowing in Kailut elves can cure all kinds of diseases. Their existence is regarded as a rare treasure by the heavens, and human beings call them gods.

They are not strong in themselves, and Deyu God's blessing has survived to this day, avoiding falling into the minions of the pretenders.

No matter who it is, breaking into the enchantment of the Kailut forest and hunting down the elves with a lifespan of tens of millions of years is undoubtedly tarnishing the dignity of Jehovah.

However, what Lucifer did to Kailut Forest severely slapped Jehovah in the face.

"Sorry for those sad things that happened because of my existence."

"It has nothing to do with you."

The girl who belonged to twelve or thirteen years old had tears in her eyes. She said she wanted to avenge her sister.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes, but more tears poured out uncontrollably.

"Go back and stop pestering me."

The coldness left only the back of the elf turning around and leaving.

After being ruthlessly rejected again, Freya could hardly bear the pain in her chest, and she turned from sobbing to howling.

Seeing that the figure of the Holy Son did not intend to stay, the elf yelled.

"I have already prepared for death, I am not afraid of death! I will never stop following your footsteps until I see all the executioners perish with my own eyes.

Even if I die, you can't wait for the day of revenge, you will take my wish to avenge me, right? "

However, only the back of the Holy Son and the whining wind responded to the elves.

"Are you being too unfeeling to her? Wouldn't girls like you like this?"

"You can't keep her by your side."

"Do you think she is a burden?"

"I don't think so. I don't want her to follow me into danger. I can't harm her."

Bonn sighed, "Are you afraid that you won't be able to protect her?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, the snake guessed in his heart that he had guessed right.

"That little girl is very annoying, and you can't do anything to avoid her like this."

The elf Freya, as Bonn said, she will follow the Son wherever he goes.

Finally, Leng Ji took the ferry to the destination and entered the area of ​​Witch Street.

Witch Street has always been a mysterious forbidden place for idlers, and a gathering place for heretics who are shunned by civilians. It is located close to Eleanor Hill.

It is a knowledge-seeking club for a few people to obtain a source of power. It is an ancient city that both high-level and low-level magicians are willing to visit. There are some shops that provide transactions.

It is said that some places also collect magical sacred artifacts from all over the world, and there are even treasures that have fallen from the heavens to the mortal world.

"There is such a blatant existence under the eyes of the capital, and it is operating a valuable transaction without bluffing. I am afraid that there is support and mischief by the internal affairs of the empire behind it."

He didn't care what Bonn said, and just asked someone for directions on the way in Lengji.

Dressed in a black warlock robe, the man pointed forward and said, "Go straight, it's in the middle of the street."

Following the instructions of passers-by, Leng Ji came to a shop standing at the center of Witch Street, and hurriedly stopped outside the gate.

Not only is the cat embossed on the signboard, but also the store name "Nicolas!" written in Latin

"It's here."

Bonn stretched out the snake's head to look around, and suddenly realized: "His Majesty the late Emperor, Karemed III also has this name."

It purposely bared its teeth at the signboard, and its hideous appearance frightened the relief on the signboard to come back to life, and a black cat sprang out and landed on the steps of the door.

"This is the devil cat of the Clilot Tuya family, why is it here?"

This kind of cat belongs to the breed cursed by the demon god. It has always been regarded as an evil monster by all living beings. Once a human being is bitten by it, it will be mutated.

Looking at the blood-colored pupils of the black cat, Leng Ji felt a headache, and couldn't help but think of the memory of the previous life—the picture of that little human girl, carrying a black cat home in the ice and snow, squeezed into her mind.

Enduring physical discomfort, Leng Ji chased the runaway black cat into Nicholas.

The owner of the "Nikolai" shop is an old woman, about a hundred years old, wearing a fat witch's hat.

Standing at the front desk, she frowned at the rushing cat, and when she raised her eyes to notice the visitor, her cloudy eyes shone with surprise.

She knew in her heart that she was swallowed by the stern aura of this visitor, what a sharp edge was hidden in the boy's silence.

"What's up?"

The old woman's voice was old and hoarse, making one feel like a crow crying in a cemetery.

"I'm looking for someone."

Leng Ji didn't raise his head to meet the old man's gaze, and his two silent lips revealed a name.

"Nicholas doesn't have the one you're looking for."

The old woman couldn't look away.

It is not difficult for her to find the boy's handsome, straight nose bridge, tight lips and elegantly curved chin, these parts are the most beautiful combination of facial features she has ever seen.

"Are you going to turn down a caller who comes for you?"

The calm voice that matched the boy's calm demeanor cut off the old woman's intoxication with beauty.

When she met the gaze cast from those icy black pupils, she felt a chill run up her spine.

The old woman couldn't hold back her emotions, and her face couldn't hold back anymore.

"Awesome, worthy of being the holy son who inherits the blood of the ancestor of all gods!"

The wrinkled face of the old woman rejuvenated at an incredible speed, transforming into a man's appearance.

The dim lights in the house blurred the vision.

In Leng Ji's eyes, she seemed to be a demon breaking through the decayed body, gradually showing a tall figure.

"It's not easy to fool your eyes."

A pair of clean and bright eyes are filled with the color of the blue sky, the sea blue straight hair parted in the middle hangs down to the shoulders, and the extremely pale skin glistens under the light.

This man with outstanding demeanor and a gentle and frank smile bent down and lowered his head, looking at the silent man in front of him.

"What kind of ultimate power is hidden in your body?"

The handsome man with dignified and elegant demeanor was none other than Li Situ.

"What's hiding in your body?"

Leng Ji asked indifferently: "What do you think will be in my body?"

　What will be in the body of the Son?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)