God after all

Chapter 219 Will The Holy Son Cry?

Back in the coldness of the bedroom, drink the memory potion that has been stored for a long time before falling asleep, only drink half of it according to Li Situ's previous instructions, and drink the rest next time.

He lay on the bed and closed his eyes with a very calm mind and a calm expression.

The power of the memory potion awakens his past life and recreates his mind in the form of a dream.

The most impressive scene is only the outbreak of the holy disaster in the city of Jiuhua in the King's Landing Kingdom in the winter of 2999.

With the fall of the Emperor, until the fifth day after the Tongtian Shenzhu besieged the forbidden area, a miracle of a portal appeared to bring hope to the besieged people.

This is the passage that the gods took pity on the people who could not kneel down in the temple, and were moved by their prayers, and left a passage on the pillar of heaven.

The opening of the passage gave the survivors inside a chance to survive, and some members of the Holy Spirit Knights escaped from the forbidden area with the survivors.

The place of death adjacent to the forbidden area has become an army blockade, and the people here are forbidden to stay here.

All kinds of experiences that happened in the previous life are shown in the dream, recalling most of the past coldness and waking up in the middle of the night.

He curled up into a ball, clutching his painful chest, tears slipped down his face inadvertently.

This was the first time he cried, and even though he had experienced such a desperate thing in his previous life, he never shed a single tear.

Michael used to laugh at him as someone who couldn't cry, but now sadness filled his eyes.

The divine snake Bonn was awakened, and saw him shrunk into a hedgehog in pain, and his worried and frightened eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

"What’s wrong with you!?"

"My heart hurts." Sheng Zi's voice was as breathless as air.

"Ah...how did this happen? You don't have a heart attack, do you?"

Leng Ji knelt on the bed, his body began to tremble slightly.

The quilt that the snake Bone brought to him to protect him from the cold slipped from his shoulders.

He endured the endless sadness and tearing pain filling his chest, and wept quietly without moving.

Tears dripped from between the fingers covering his right eye, and his left hand tightly grasped the front of his chest, as if he was grasping the broken heart that jumped out of his chest.

"Bonn—"

The deep voice still maintained the indifference and calmness of the past.But it was such a weak voice that made the snake's heart tremble.

He was too quiet, with no expression on his face. This strange state was in great contrast to the intense sadness erupting from his body.

"Bonn—"

He called out again.The divine snake who heard the words felt desperate when he heard this.

"It's so cold...you hug me."

Looking at his face full of tears, Bonn couldn't restrain his eyes from getting wet.

The black snake could clearly feel—something was dying in the quiet boy's body.

A long silence followed.

Bonn didn't say anything, and didn't climb up to Leng Ji's neck, but stretched out the snake's head and touched the back of his cold hand.

No words of consolation, just kept silent by his side.

"Wrap me with your body, just like when you were entrenched in the tree of life."

Leng Ji, who was motionless, spoke calmly, only the appearance of tears on his face confirmed the pain in his heart
When he was a child, he liked to sleep curled up in the arms of Bonn, the snake.

His face was covered with the cold and greasy scales of the black snake, and he would sleep peacefully every time.

Michel or Michael would often come under the tree of life and carry the young him back to the palace from the entanglement of the snake.

"Okay, I'll do what you want."

Bonn bit the snake's tail close to his lips, and controlled the wound to paint on the white sheet, drawing a strange symbol consisting of circles, snakes and special characters.

Its snake lips twitched, silently chanting incantations that Leng Ji couldn't understand.

The spell combined with the power of the runes can suppress its super body, at least it won't blow up the house.

Horrific changes took place in Bonn's body, filling the whole room, and there was nowhere to put the snake's head.

It couldn't move at all, and it was impossible to move.

It occupies a huge space in an entrenched posture, and the young man is curled up in the center of the snake body.

A person and a snake cling to each other, the picture is lonely and desolate, cold and dark.

In the early morning of the next day, the objects who were about to wait for the Holy Son to get up, appeared outside the door as before, and saw a scene that made them tremble with fear.

Horror black objects entrenched in a circle slowly swim giant round bodies, cold greasy scales that shone with evil dark light dazzled the eyes of the objects, and a few timid ones fainted directly to the ground.

The ceramic teacup on the ground was the first to scream "Snake!!??"

The magic broom and rag screamed in fright.

The ancient classics floating in the air were knocked upside down by the companions who were in a mess, and the pages of the books were flying.

The poufs and king's chairs had already lost their souls, staring at the four-legged madly running along the long corridor, disturbing the whole castle with screams like ghosts.

Su Ke in the center of the hall stopped playing the music and looked back at the objects rushing along the second floor, wondering why they called out "Lord Li Situ!" as if the sky had fallen.

The bedroom door was flung wide open, and the sound of "bang slamming" woke up the man on the bed to stretch.

The black cat jumped from the end of the bed to the floor, bared its teeth and glared at the two rude men who broke into the door.

The low stool and the king's chair at the petrification site shivered and hugged each other, fearing that his reckless impulse would make Mr. Li Situ unhappy.

"Noisy..."

The yawning magician half-closed his eyes and spoke, his face was full of sleepiness and weariness, and he had a chicken nest head that he had never seen before.

"What are you doing? Ghost screaming early in the morning!"

"Master Li Situ... Holy Son... there is a big black snake in the Holy Son's chamber."

After hesitating, the low stool continued to hug the king's chair and trembled.

"That's the snake Bonn, you don't have to make a fuss."

The reaction of the young magician was very rational.

In fact, he opened his eyes because of the strange smell he felt last night, but he didn't get up to check what happened on the first floor, he just fell asleep again.

"How did Bonn become like this? Isn't it so small and pitiful?" The king's chair asked in disbelief.

"What you see is its real body."

Responding patiently to the two silly objects, Li Situ sent them back to the Son, saying that he would be there soon.

The pouf and king chair followed orders and exited the bedroom, closing the door behind them.

They returned to the Son's residence with anxiety, only to find that Bonn had turned back into a small and exquisite black snake.

The room was destroyed by the ultimate force. The furniture, wardrobe, and big bed were crushed by the super body of the snake, and the scattered ruins were piled up on the ground. The horrible picture once made the things creepy.

The Holy Son stood quietly in the ruins, and the sunlight from the window shone silently on him.

A kind of darkness and silence that seemed to come from the ancient times condensed on him, and the icy aura could not be dispelled even by the holy light.

For the first time, the objects showed fear in his eyes, and felt that the aura of this young man had changed, and he no longer had the indifferent and comfortable feeling of the past, but instead flowed and lingered with murderous aura.

(End of this chapter)