God after all

Chapter 28 The Plan of the Hand of God
If it wasn't for Lady Eliza Cuthbert's request back then, hoping that I would do a divination for Leng Ji, otherwise I would not have peeped into a corner of this child's fate.

Due to the power of the gods above my head, I kept the secret and rotted in my stomach, but I have been tortured by concealing the truth all these years. "

"The secret will be revealed to the world one day, but not from your mouth."

The old man nodded, and said firmly: "I will take the secret into the grave. However, if you give up guarding the forbidden area, please forgive me for not obeying your orders."

"I expected you to respond like this."

He raised his head suddenly and looked directly at the envoy who was right in front of him.Was the extreme astonishment in the old man's eyes also expected by the envoy?
"You are violating God's order, which I cannot tolerate."

In the darkness of dimly lit lights, the pupils of the God Envoy flowed a circle of brilliance, just like the dazzling sun's rays, charming like fireworks, scorching like lava, and beautiful like golden roses spinning and opening.

"Follow my orders."

A golden light ignited in the old man's blind eyes, and he was deprived of consciousness by the sound of a curse that seemed to be a demon.

Just as he was in a daze, the dignified and noble figure of the envoy disappeared from the house without a trace.

The cat, which had been scared out of its wits for a long time, kept barking, and seemed very anxious.

"Look at you, you're scared, hell, right?"

The orange cat didn't see a ghost, but saw something thousands of times scarier than ghosts.

As if nothing had happened, the old man reached out to pick up the cat that was circling restlessly around his feet, swung his cane and walked outside the house, and sat on the low stool at the gate as usual.

Just like that, a bloated orange cat and a gray-haired old man faced the dark room with their backs, sitting quietly at the gate that condensed the dim light.

There is rain outside the door, and there are cold and rugged buildings.

The deadly silence lasted for a long time, until the slightly hunched old man swung his cane to stand up again, and the nightmare-like hypnotic scene finally ended.

The cat that ran into the rain yelped uncomfortably, and the sound seemed to be calling for its owner to come back.

The old man had to stop, turned around, and looked in the direction he had come, because he remembered something that had been forgotten.

As if summoned, the orange cat ran to the squatting owner, and opened its mouth to swallow the two candies handed over by the old hand.

"If the kid who always carries his sister behind his back comes to me, remember to give him the candy. He will understand."

The promise of sugar is a code word established by the child, because sometimes he can't find the old man when he comes to the grocery store to play.

If the cat sends a candy, it means that the old man will come back; if the door is closed and there is no candy, it means that there is no need to wait for the old man to come back.

The orange cat rubbed its dry hand with its head, welcoming the petting.

"Remember to keep an eye on him, don't let him wreak havoc in the store."

After the exhortation, the old man did not stay any longer.

Where he went was where the Dark Nobles were.

It was a cold, rainy evening.

The whistling wind was full of malice, like a claw stretching out from the terrifying darkness, grabbing people.

Pedestrians coming and going walked the streets holding umbrellas, their long coats flipped in the wind.

An elegant, noble, and beautiful existence appeared on the street. This is a man with a melancholy temperament, and a boy of twelve or thirteen years old sits on his shoulder.

The boy is holding an angled black umbrella, his eyes and nose are hidden under the black umbrella, revealing slightly upturned lips.

The boy's smile is cruel and perverted, and his beautiful face is filled with a kind of spotless flowing beauty. With curly blond hair and mysterious crimson eyes, the satirical image of angels and demons is vividly reflected in him.

Leleon and Genelle, the two leaders of the Krillottuya family, once degenerated from humans to inhuman creatures.

The cold wind swirled upwards along the feet of Leyleon in suit and leather shoes, blowing his slightly long blond hair.

This young man with melancholy eyes and melancholy temperament exudes an unreachable atmosphere like the depths of the ocean.

"If Lord Bai hadn't sent an envoy to intervene, there must have been no Son in this world.

Having said that, can the Holy Son really pose a threat to the demon gods? "

Speaking of the angel, the image of being pierced by Michael in the chest that day came to Leyleon's mind. Even if the wound recovered to normal, the pain rooted in the body could not be erased.

"We have been tossing long enough about killing the Holy Son."

Genelle complained a little about killing the Holy Son, which was too procrastinating.

"Catch the target we are hunting now, and perhaps we will soon know the whereabouts of the Holy Son."

The two brothers traveled back and forth repeatedly in the time and space of "the past and the present", and sometimes had to travel back for the call of the Lord of Demon Gods and then rush back temporarily.

They ran back and forth between the two time and space, and they did little by little to find the Holy Son who had been hidden by the messenger of God all this time.

After the battle with Shengzi on Kawasaki Road, Jianxi District, he disappeared without a trace, making it impossible for the dark nobles to find the breath of his existence.

"Is the prey we are looking for also arranged by Monet, the ancestor of the gods?"

"maybe."

Hearing this answer, Genelle sneered:
"First, Leng Ji, the man in the iron mask exudes the aura of the gods, and we were lucky to find that he is the Son of God.

Now who is blatantly exposing the traces of himself as a god?Michael or Goddess of Time? "

When Genelle said this, his expression was crooked, and his lips made a smile.

"Brother, tell me, what the hell is the envoy doing?"

"You can see it all."

Leon reacted calmly, as if he wasn't too surprised.

"I find it very strange, because the envoy has been helping the Holy Son escape from our pursuit all the time, but he has never appeared openly. But this time, what is he trying to do when he comes out to show his face?"

The first time the envoy appeared aboveboard was only on that day on the battlefield on Kawasaki Road in Jianxi District.

The masked man stood behind Leyleon, controlled the lightsaber that was supposed to cut off Leng Ji's head, and pierced Leyleon's chest mercilessly.

"Maybe the envoy's plan has changed."

"Don't they still want to destroy the dark nobles?" Genelle's mouth twitched, and sharp eyes flashed in his eyes.

The two envoys of the gods follow the footsteps of the dark nobles and travel to this era, secretly protecting the holy son born in the winter of 2996.

Due to the intervention of the divine envoy, the plan of the dark nobles to hunt and kill the Son has never progressed.

But what surprised and confused the dark nobles the most was that the envoys had been dealing with them patiently instead of killing them all.

"The goal of the envoys is always the demon god, and they will not deal with us minions with great fanfare."

Lelion Krillottuya walked forward silently, and those who passed by him were all amazed by his handsome appearance.

If time has color, it must be transparent.

The color of the water floated in the air, and a large area of ​​water surged in an instant, submerging in all directions.

Wherever it goes, pedestrians are like sculptures, standing still in place.

However, the spread of water flow did not last long.It quickly shrinks back, and finally shrinks into a long, thin silver wire.

The vanishing state starts from the two ends of the straight silver line.

Leon stood on the street, looking indifferently at the place where the silver thread disappeared without a trace.Followed by Genelle standing beside him.

"Your control over time can't be exercised here."

"Impeded by a strange air flow."

His tone seemed to have the calmness of not being moved when the sky was falling.

Genelle's face changed slightly, because he clearly felt the cold breath coming from the front.

"Who...is here?" The boy said this inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)