God after all

Chapter 266 Peak God War 8·Is Lengji the container for the Black Lord to recover and return?
"As the Son of God, can this physical body... really be able to fully carry the divine power of the Black Lord?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Look at your hands."

Leng Ji lowered his eyebrows, raised his left hand, and saw that three of the five fingers had become transparent.

"Haha, after all, I was a half-human, half-god hybrid in my previous life! The rebirth in this life is just a body conceived and formed by the blood of the gods.

Just because you are now, you are not worthy of bearing the divine power of the Black Lord.The backlash phenomenon has begun to eat away at your body. "

"Before I'm swallowed by divine power, it's enough to get rid of you."

Calm and calm, there was no sense of panic or fear on his face.

His nonchalant appearance made the Lord of the Demon God furious.

"Solve me? Haha!"

Rampant laughter and terrible echoes of the world of black sea of ​​fire.

Curse-like vicious words came into the ears of the Holy Son.

"You, who can't even control your own destiny, are just a weapon created by the ancestor of all gods to deal with demon gods.

You have fallen into this situation today, which is already a conspiracy planned by the ancestor of all gods to hunt demon gods. "

Lonely, speechless and silent, his quiet demeanor looked sad and lonely.

An indescribably sad breath wafted from him.

His figure suspended in the black flames and raging fire is transcendent and independent, with long silver hair and luminous robes agitating the void.

Countless shadowy things emerged from the terrifying black fire, like illusory humanoid ghosts.

They make the voice of a child, calling for help, crying, howling, hissing, and laughing strangely... All kinds of indescribable voices are mixed together to form a crazy, surly, distorted sense of terror.

These sneaky, babbling sounds are enough to destroy the sanity of any normal person.

But the calm and unhurried silence was unmoved, and his brows were not even frowned.

"You look expressionless, don't you feel it in your heart? How cold-blooded!"

The master of the demon god hiding in the black fire talked endlessly.

"What you see are not ghosts and ghosts, but human children sacrificed to evil gods. Their bodies and souls have been melted into the food of evil gods, leaving only the obsession before death."

"Are you obsessed?"

Leng Ji uttered three words, with a compassionate and peaceful expression on his face, and bottomless melancholy and indifference in his silver pupils.

"Do you want to ascend to heaven?"

Hearing this sentence from the dazzling figure, the spirit body transformed by various obsessions suddenly became quiet.

A childish and bright voice asked, "What is Ascension?"

"Ascension to the heavens."

This sentence shocked the Lord of the Demon God.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and countless phantoms transformed by obsession flocked to the place of light.

"I also need to go!"

"And me!"

"If we go to heaven, what will we become?"

"Brother, I want to go home!"

"We are the daughters of the rich family of Ryan Fendsch - Diana, Lucia! If you send us back to the family, no matter how much gold and silver treasure you want, we will give it to you."

"I am Master Huaixiu, the orthodox successor to the position of the head of the Camilla family! If you send me back to the family, I will give you whatever you want."

Leng Ji once heard that the two wealthy families of the ancient Faxie Empire were attacked by the dark nobles, and the daughter and rich young man of the two families unfortunately became captives of the dark nobles.

"You are dead."

The cold silence reveals their fate of becoming sacrifices to evil gods.

Hearing these cruel words, all the spirits cried and wailed in unison.

"I will send you to heaven, this is the only thing I can do for you."

The holy light overflowed from Leng Ji's body, forming innumerable strands of aurora floating, covering the illusory spirit body surrounded by circles.

After feeling the unprecedented warmth, the spirit body filled with black air let out a joyful laugh, happily revolving around the bright figure.

"Thank you, brother!"

"Haha, we are going to ascend to heaven!"

"You can live forever!"

No matter how painful it was during life or death, they were freed at this moment, and gained unprecedented peace in the redemption of the Holy Light.

They turned into colorful aurora beams, and went straight into the sky along with the platinum holy light.

For the first time, the mysterious and ancient palace ruins are dormant in the abyss of the sea, and for the first time, magnificent colors emerge.

The beam of light attracted the Goddess of Time to look up at the sky.

At this time, she was walking through a narrow and dark corridor outside the ruins.

After reuniting with Xia Fan, in order to sneak into the location of the Lord of Demon Gods, they had to avoid Sebaston who was guarding the main entrance, and slipped stealthily into the labyrinth-like gaps in the intricate ruins.

Seeing the beam of light flying like a meteor stretching towards the unknown high altitude, Muchel, who felt the divine power in the light, showed a confused and trance expression.

"What a powerful force."

Hearing her muttering to herself, Xia Fan, who was wearing a black robe next to her, asked, "Could it be the Holy Son?"

Muchel remained silent without responding, his eyes fixed on the sky and couldn't move away.

Even Sebaston, who was guarding the outside of the gate, was stunned and shocked. The unbelievably majestic palace seemed to stand in a sea of ​​bright and burning flames.

The beams of light erupting from the inside of the palace shot straight into the distant sky, pierced through the submarine river, and shrouded the 7000-meter-deep ocean in splendor.

There were sparkles on the surface of the sea in Prussia, and the large-scale flickering phenomenon attracted Michael's attention.

He hangs above the nine heavens, protected by silver armor all over his body.

The violent gust of wind blows his long, curly hair like gold dust into a mess.

His army lined up in front, back, left, and right stretched far as far as the eye could see, and below was a tragic battlefield of chaotic battles.

The scene of the bloody fight between angels and monsters is like an endless surge of black ants, the number of which is so dense that it is as dense as a sea of ​​sand, covering the sky.

The sound of rumbling vibrations in the space shook the sky and the earth.

Thousands of miles of clear sky lingered with lightning and thunder, and lightning, flint and thunder roared into the sky.

Severe gusts of wind blew up in all directions, forming a wind column and sweeping like covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The stars are out of order and eclipsed, and the sea is surging.

The meteor beam broke through the sea, straightened the sky, and passed through the fierce fighting battlefield.

Encountering the sudden impact of light beams, a large area of ​​surging light spots and black objects collapsed.

The angels and monsters who fought together were routed, and countless fragments of corpses mixed with blood rained all over the sky.

The appalling battlefield fell into a moment of silence, and both sides of the red-eyed side stared blankly at the sky, following the light source with eyes filled with surprise.

Only Michael knew where the light came from and where it was going.

He raised his face up, his face glistened by the beams of ascension to the sky in a large area, and there were comforting smiles with unknown meanings at the corners of his mouth.

Hundreds of meteor light bands reached the heavens as he watched them off.

White Yahweh, who lives in heaven, stepped down from the throne barefoot and stopped outside the gate of the temple.

The temple suspended in the air is exquisitely beautiful and radiant, and the snow-white divine bird rises and falls among the clouds and mist.

The air flow in the dense air is overflowing, wafting a sense of coldness and sadness.

The white Lord's robe fluttered with the gentle wind, swaying like dancing ripples.

His gaze fell below the clouds, witnessing the dreamy colors of Liuli moving from far to near.

The unstoppable holy light pierced through the clouds, rushed up to the sky, and reached the seventh day.

The young Bai Yahweh, who was on the sixth day, felt that the wind became stronger, and the mighty wind was blowing violently.

There are colorful rays of light shed from the seventh day, illuminating the misty floating clouds below, attracting the pure white and flawless divine bird to stay.

The clear and lovely laughter of the child came to his ears, and Bai Yahweh understood that a group of new angels had arrived on the seventh day.

They were originally reduced to the sacrifices of the evil gods, and their fate was unbearably miserable. It was the awakened Son who saved them.

Their happy laughter moved Bai Yahweh.

There was a gratifying smile on the corner of the beautiful boy's mouth, but tears fell in his eyes.

"Six hundred and thirty million years have passed, and my brother has finally recovered."

Regardless of whether the Son was born in the body of a virgin in the first life, or conceived in the tree of life in the second life, for Jehovah Isaac, the Son is just a resuscitated body container of his elder brother, and he has never recognized the Son It is cold and silent.

　The protagonist Leng Ji endured everything silently, and never said a word of suffering.

　　Just like in the novel - he is always so quiet, so quiet that makes people feel sad.

　　The silent figure exudes a desolate and lonely atmosphere, and this loneliness goes deep into the bone marrow.

　　——The overlord is the loneliest, and the king is the loneliest.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)