God after all

Chapter 234 The Kind Son

Maharaja Michael's ring is in his hand, and there is a little black snake hanging around his neck. He is well-informed and he is not stupid enough to guess who the boy is.

Leng Ji said in an emotionless voice: "I just need the secret recipe for refining the Scar of the Holy Fire."

"I'm going to prepare for the Holy Son."

After Azmodan, who was kneeling and prostrating, finished speaking, he placed the blue-purple gemstone ring engraved with the name of Michael, the lord of the heavens, with both hands, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

But after waiting for a while, he never felt that the sacred object in his hand was taken back.

"This is a deal, you can accept it."

Hearing the cold voice above his head, Azmodan still didn't dare to raise his head, and he didn't dare to accept the holy object, even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn't want it anymore.

The things in the heavens are not something that can be obtained at will, let alone anyone can get their hands on it. Even if he takes away the holy grail of the Lord, he doesn't want to touch the belongings of the king of the heavenly army.

"Are you afraid of Maharaja Michael, or are you afraid of the Son?"

"Both."

He could only answer Black Snake's question honestly.

Everyone knows that Michael hides the Son in the Garden of Eden. It is the Son who inhabits the Garden of Eden that brings war to the heavens and shoulders the arduous mission of destroying the demon god.

Now the Holy Son has come to the world and is standing in front of the vampire Azmodan. Even though the boy's existence is glorious and great, Azmodan doesn't want to look at him.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Yes."

Azmodan kept kneeling on the ground, did not dare to move, raised his hands high, like a courtier kneeling at the emperor's feet to plead guilty.

"Similarly, I am also afraid of this holy object. The Maharaja's ring is worn on the Son's hand, so you must be someone he values ​​very much—seeing you is like seeing the Maharaja himself!"

When Leng Ji left the heaven, the Maharaja took out one of the five-finger rings and put it on his thumb, knelt down on one knee and bowed his head and said, "My glory is with you!"

"You don't have to accept it."

Leng Ji clearly stated the second purpose of coming out to find Azmodan, "But you have to promise me one thing, to release some news to the outside world, saying that a mysterious person has visited you with the sacred object of Maharaja Michael."

The tone was clearly not threatening, but the cold and clear words contained a strong sense of coercion.

Azmodan felt his eyes go black, his consciousness was dizzy, and his forehead hit the floor heavily.

"Once I release the news of the Holy Son to the outside world, will the capital city of Wilde be peaceful? Not to mention whether the dark aristocrats will come to me, King Hall will also arrest me and torture me.

I cannot put my country at risk. "

A vampire who is greedy for money and lustful, and relies on the arms business for a living, would actually say that he should not put the country in danger out of righteousness.

Leng Ji does not question and deny what he said, but solves the problem raised.

"You go with me to the capital of the ancient Faxi Empire, and it should be easy to release the news I said with your ability."

"Sorry, sorry I can't obey."

Azmodan directly refused to do things for the Son, to put it bluntly, he didn't want to get involved.

He ran back to his hometown from Jupiter, the capital city, to live in seclusion, didn't he just want to avoid the dark nobles who were causing trouble in the capital city?Leave yourself a clean place.

"I can't serve the Holy Son! I don't want the ring anymore. The deal is invalid so I can't hand over the secret recipe of the Scar of the Holy Fire. But the extra privileges I have granted will do what I say."

"The privilege you are talking about is that it is convenient for all countries in the four directions to receive the mark of the holy fire?"

Bonn's interruption got Azmodan's reply: "My arms business has penetrated into various countries, you can find any arms dealer and you can find out about the Scar of the Holy Fire."

"You get up."

This cold and clear voice made the young vampire look up, and saw a silver pistol out of the outstretched hand.

"Holy Son, please wait a moment."

Azmodan took the weapon in Leng Ji's hand, left the place without delay, turned and walked towards a secret room.

After the automatic iron door of the secret room was closed, Bonn smiled slyly.

"You've changed so badly, you played a trick of psychological tactics for him. He didn't get anything, and he still has to pay for the Scar of the Holy Fire."

"I won't let him give it in vain."

"That's true. He won't be so stupid as to accept the sacred object of Maharaja Michael. No ordinary person is afraid of this."

In the cold silence of the arsenal, he glanced at the various weapons hanging on the walls in all directions.

He raised his face slightly, and the endless deep and vast space above his head is the place that is truly magical and shocking-the countless cold guns are suspended and still, emitting mysterious dark light.

Bonn, who stared straight at the eyes, exclaimed in admiration.

When Azmodan came out of the Chamber of Secrets, he brought a loaded pistol and a parchment to the Son.

"Can I go out through the gate of the Red Castle?"

This is what Leng Ji left behind after turning around.

"Please go out from the main gate with peace of mind, nothing will happen."

As soon as the words fell, he caught something thrown back by the other party, which was a heavy purse.

Azmodan, who was staring at the black figure, heard the figure say without hesitation: "If the Knight King of the Ancient Faxic Empire comes here to look for me, you will say that I am gone."

Watching his back being swallowed by the two slowly closing doors, the look of astonishment could not be calmed on the vampire's face.

He opened the money bag and saw that the light that hit his face illuminated his face, and there were more than ten platinum coins circulating in the Void City of Hell.

One of the twelve disciples accepted by the heavenly Father Bai Yahweh in the world, the head portrait of Shalirad, who is the chief disciple, is engraved on the brilliant platinum round currency.

This kind of thing is more valuable than antiques in the world, and Azmodan felt that he had found a treasure.

Leng Ji, who shot so generously, walked out of the crisis-ridden gate of the Red Castle, and walked along the way he had come without looking sideways.

"Have you given all the hard-earned money you earned in Void City to that vampire?"

"There are still two left." Leng Ji responded without emotion.

Bonn curled his lips, and said something that he loved the Son of God:
"In order not to live and live at Lord Li Situ's place for nothing, you work in his antique shop for free without paying a penny.

After finishing the work in the store, you have to go outside to find work, and do the tiring and dirty work all by yourself. Is this something a dignified son would do? "

When the Divine Snake said this, his tone was filled with uncontrollable sadness.

"After the House of All Things Demon became famous in the Void City, many undead visited the house every day to ask for help.

You kindly help them solve their problems, give them to fishermen who fish in the sea, and draw spells of wind to resist the storm.

Regardless of the danger of life, he went to save two children who were captured by monsters.

Help Jessie Bell go to the Grave Keeper's cemetery and bring back Karui's head.

............"

These words moved the snake itself, and its green eyes were faintly red.

"You are so kind. But the first time you asked for help like this, the vampire Azmodan refused to do anything for you."

"I expected it to be so." Leng Ji's reply was steady and quiet.

"You came prepared, did you expect such a result?"

"Yes."

The dark figure on the deep avenue walked unswervingly, his deep eyes fell into the distance.

A reduced version of the flying magic carpet emerged from the Son's robe and flew into the air.

This is a flying carpet endowed with magical powers. It was originally staying in Li Situ's castle. In order to help Jie Xibeier go to the cemetery of the spirit god who guards the tomb, Leng Ji asked the magic carpet to lead the way.

Afterwards, the Flying Magic Carpet stayed in the cold and refused to return to the castle.Li Situ allowed it to follow the Son.

(End of this chapter)