God after all

Chapter 30 Sword and chess pieces in the hands of the king
"As the elder brother, you shoulder the responsibility of educating your younger brother. Why isn't he as polite and gentle as you?"

"Sir is right." Leon said calmly.

Genelle became angry, dropped the black umbrella, and jumped off her brother's shoulders.

As soon as he took a step, his shoulder was held down by a hand stretched out from behind, and his body could not move.

"Go find the prey we're after."

"No!" he yelled angrily.

"You have to be obedient."

Genelle held back his bad temper, took a deep breath, and kept silent with a stern face.

Looking up at his brother's serious face from bottom to top, his silence vented Genelle's confidence.

The boy gritted his teeth, lowered his head, turned around and ran away without saying hello to his brother.

Leon picked up the black umbrella on the ground to cover the rain as if nothing had happened, and met Mr. Hongye's eyes.

"That kid has a domineering personality. If he rushes over in one go, my old man may not be able to resist him."

"Sir, don't you worry about being killed when you come here?"

Leon, who was indifferent for a few seconds, said this life-threatening sentence.

"If you dark nobles wanted to kill me, I'm afraid they would have done it long ago. Why wait until today."

There was no doubt that the old man was telling the truth.

"We don't want to blatantly confront the gods of the East, so I'll spare you until now."

Leon's tone was firm, showing no sign of weakness.

"Indeed, you don't want to provoke the gods of the east, and the gods of the east don't want to offend you either. Everyone is wise and safe."

Rainwater gathers into shallows, flows from high places to low places, drips across the concrete road, and soaks pedestrians' shoes.

Some people trot against the wind and rain with umbrellas, splashing water all the way under their feet.

Leon, who was completely black, was in the rain, and none of the passers-by noticed him.

No one would take a second look at the old man who stood still in the rain.

"You came to me just to say these things?"

Leon's wine red eyes are bright and seductive, like two exquisite gemstones inlaid in the eye sockets.

"I am here to convey the message on behalf of the envoy of the gods—you who have false lives, all the strategies and schemes will fall short in the end."

"Apostle!?

Leon, whose eyes showed emotional fluctuations, seemed to realize something: "Is it the envoy next to the man in the iron mask?"

As he spoke, a gloomy look appeared on his face, "Is Mister now the lackey of the envoy? Finally standing on the side of the envoy, are you going to do justice for the heavens?"

"It's not my turn yet, God will take care of you one day."

Hearing such words, Leyleon's mood had a special change, and he laughed softly.

He was only about ten meters away from Hongye.

The latter was shocked by his laughter, and his body froze for a moment.

"I also want to see the gods in the nine heavens show their power and punish all evil.

But after such a long time, the world is filled with the blood and tears of all creatures and the pain brought by the dark nobles, but where is the god you humans serve wholeheartedly?
When you cry out in despair, does God help you?Do you think God can really save your soul? "

The old man was taken aback, unable to deny or refute.In fact, God has always watched the misery of this world with silent and cold eyes.

"Justice endures! It is only a matter of time before you are expelled from this world—by the hands of cold silence."

Hearing the old man mentioning Lengji, Leyleon suddenly understood something.

"So the real identity of the Man in the Iron Mask has already been divined by Mr. Do you think that is the truth that you, as a human being, should know?"

"Why don't I understand? I have peeped into a corner of God's hidden secrets. No matter whether I tell the truth or not, God will never let me go."

Hongye's left hand holding the umbrella trembled, and the other five fingers holding the cane slightly loosened and then grasped tightly.

He was silent for half a minute, then said as if changing the subject:

"You have wandered around the King's Landing Kingdom for eight years. I don't know if the time in the world you lived in will be so long."

"Sometimes we go back to the old days, and then we come back and two or three years have passed."

Leon spoke casually, and he didn't mind having a long talk with the old man.

This kind of question and answer went on for a long time.

"What did you gain? Did you get what you wanted?"

"The Clilot Tuya family is the sword and pawns in the king's hands, removing all obstacles for the king."

Hearing this, the old man shook his head and sighed, helplessly said: "Is this the fate of the Kelilottuya family... the sword and chess pieces?"

Leon was slightly stunned, it had been a long time since anyone mentioned such things as fate in front of him.

Destiny devoured the Krillottuya family a long time ago, turning them into swords and pawns in the hands of the Lord of Demon Gods.

"The ancestor of all gods manipulated the fate of the Krillottuya family, and let us be cursed by the revived Lord of Demon Gods. The tragedy was doomed from the very beginning."

Leon looked down at his hands in a daze, and quietly said these desolate and helpless words.

"Don't you resent such a fate?"

"Of course I hate it! I won't let it go." Lelyon's words revealed another side that was deeply hidden.

"Although it is indeed sad for you members of the Kelilottuya family to degenerate into non-human beings. But you are not innocent, and you will eventually receive due retribution for what you did after your degeneration."

Hongye shook her head and sighed, did not stay any longer, and walked along a certain pedestrian street, mingling in the sparse crowd.

His hunchbacked figure does not have the vigor of a young man, but only the vicissitudes of an old man on the verge of death.

Leon, who watched the old man go away, murmured three words: "Retribution?"

He looked at his hand in a daze, not knowing that the retribution would come sooner or later, but why did he feel sad after recognizing this fact?
After all, I have never grasped fate with my own hands.

The cold wind whistling sadly blew through his hair, and his beautiful long blonde hair fluttered in a mess.

Shouts of terror began to sound all around.People fled in the wilderness with their heads in their arms.

Leon knew exactly what these creatures were—ghost killers cultivated by the man in the iron mask.

They are dressed in black robes, and they all wear silver masks on their faces.

In the sea of ​​people hurrying to and fro, a large group of floating ghosts pouring out from all directions scared the crowd away.

They swarmed and surrounded Lellion.

They were all members of the Holy Spirit Knights during their lifetime. After death, their souls were taken away from the organization's control by Leng Ji to be free, and they have been willing to serve Leng Ji since then.

Generally speaking, Lengji just entrusts them to deal with some troublesome humans, or demons who are still inexperienced.

Now they are trying to compete against the dark nobles, but they are here to die.

"Just miscellaneous soldiers."

Witnesses are outraged by a ghostly creature of unknown origin that has entered the public eye.

Human beings can't understand why the scene they saw - the shadows swooping in from all directions, rushed to the same place.

The snake-like soft and agile blood whip flying in the air, instantly turned into five or six branches and passed through the ghost shadow's body, tearing them into soot.

It was the blood flow from the five fingers of Leyleon's right hand, it was thin and long.

A large number of ghost killers emerged, and all of them were torn apart by blood whips.

An incredible scene happened, the wind and rain stopped suddenly, and the whole body of the motionless ghost was wrapped in blood whips.

Leon clenched his five fingers, and pulled his right hand back.

The seemingly inadvertent movement implied a deadly killing intent. The blood whip connected to the five fingers contracted forcefully, and the entangled prey exploded into a cloud of smoke.

In whose eyes did this kind of battle with disparity in strength fall into.

The suspended umbrella seems to be endowed with magical powers to keep out the rain for Michelle, the goddess of time.

(End of this chapter)