God after all

Chapter 34 Michael's Determination is to Promote the Son's Return as God

"You said that the blood of the gods can suppress my aura as the heir of the ancestor of the gods, and the dark nobles will not be able to find me."

Michael restrained his smile and said apologetic words: "I'm sorry, I overestimated the power of the blood of the skeleton."

These words are not convincing enough, but Michael can only prevaricate Leng Ji like this, and cannot tell him the truth that he did it.

"Is it unstable?"

"Maybe."

Michael deliberately turned his face out of the window.

The curtains hadn't been drawn yet.The rain is still falling, kissing the window glass with eloquence.

The Blood of the Divine Skeleton is a sacred object created by the ancestor of the gods for Leng Ji. It can not only hide Leng Ji's aura as the descendant of the ancestor of the gods, but also seal the ultimate divine power of the Black Yahweh.

The five elements that belong to the source of the black Yahweh god are sealed and dormant in the blood of the god's remains.

It is not easy for Leng Ji to get back these five elements.

The awakening of these five elements requires the noble lineage of the heir to bear it.However, Leng Ji is not a pure descendant of the gods, he has half human blood.

That is to say, his current mortal body is not worthy of inheriting the five god elements of the Black Lord.

"Although you are the descendant of the ancestor of all gods, you have not yet awakened.

Now you are only superior to human beings by virtue of your bloodline advantage, at least stronger than those freaks of the Holy Spirit Knights.

However, as time goes on, you will become stronger and stronger, which is the release of divine power.At that time, the blood of the skeleton is no longer enough to completely suppress your aura.

The more powerful the higher species, the stronger the breath.

One day you no longer need to rely on the help of the blood of the skeleton, you can hide the flow of your breath.But you haven't reached that level yet, you are not strong enough, so you can't deceive the eyes of the dark nobles. "

Leng Ji looked at Michael silently, turned and left without saying a word.

The sound of the door closing broke the silence.

The silence is fermenting, becoming more and more dull, exuding a lonely atmosphere.

Michael smiled wryly, the expression in his eyes was somewhat sad and lonely.

"Is it really okay for the majesty to lie to him like this?"

A voice sounded from beside Michael.Muchel showed up.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, drying her wet hair with a towel in her hand.

"It's really not good to be full of lies."

Michael said, picking up the glass on the tea table again.This time he didn't pour water into the cup, and the cup automatically overflowed with fine nectar.

Muchel smelled the aroma of wine.

"I don't know how many corpses of kings and generals have to be stepped on before he can return as the Black Lord.

On this road to becoming a god, I am ready to shed my blood and life to pave the way for him. "

Hearing Michael's words of sorrow and despair, Michel felt his heart was shaken.

She, who is so enlightened, dare not imagine, it is hard to imagine the scene of the holy son stepping through the river of blood and stepping on the mountain of corpses to become a god and return, what kind of peerless scenery will it be?

"The Majesty is really loyal to the Holy Son, and he did not hesitate to shed blood and life. But the Holy Son has never understood your good intentions."

"It does not matter."

Michael's eyebrows and eyes reveal a desolation and sadness that no one can understand.

"No matter what the Holy Son thinks of me, even if he wants to kill me one day, it will not affect my determination to push him to the supreme divine right."

Muchel couldn't help showing a wry smile, feeling the sorrow of the Lord of Light and King of the Heavenly Army.

He was ordered by the gods to intervene in the plan of hunting the demon god, and he took care of all the good and bad things, and all he did was to push the Holy Son towards the end of the demon god.

He carried a weight that no one could understand, and Muchel felt that he had never seen through his heart.

"Why did Leng Ji go?"

In order to break the dull atmosphere, the goddess of time changed the subject.

"Going out to pick up Chen Yuting."

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At this moment, Leng Ji walked out from the back door of the residential area and passed through a rusty iron gate.

The iron gate will not be locked all year round, which is convenient for residents in the community to come and go.

Beyond the iron gate are sparsely populated streets and alleys separated by a wet concrete road.

The two ends of the road extend to a seemingly endless distance, and there are silent houses one after another on the opposite side of the road.

Street lamps illuminate the deep night, and the ground reflects the distorted reflections of street lamps and a few pedestrians.

The heavy rain is still falling endlessly, with no sign of stopping.

Leng Ji opened the black umbrella, walked towards the west of the street, and stopped when passing by a trash can.

The green trash can is to his right.Straight ahead on the right was a dark narrow alley, where there was no light, and the gloom could not be dispelled even by the sunlight of day.

All kinds of bad-smelling things have been piled up in the trash can, and some plastic bags have fallen to the ground. Two or three stray cats are licking the leftovers in the plastic bags.

The appearance of Leng Ji disturbed these small animals.

When they came into contact with the human's endless black eyes, they were frightened and fled into the dark alley.

This reaction of the animal seems to have seen some terrible taboo in the world.

Leng Ji's black eyes without whites, irises, and pupils flickered with dark light, and returned to normal human eyes with clear black and white after a while.

Even his appearance has changed slightly, becoming less handsome and unparalleled.

He has been hiding himself for many years, never showing his true colors in front of humans.

Leng Ji didn't stay any longer, as he moved forward, his figure was getting farther and farther away from the trash can.

One day in 3003, he collapsed beside the trash can in that narrow alley, drunk and unconscious.

It was there that Chen Yuting picked him up and brought him home.

In that warmly lit home, there lived a boy who was also brought up by her.

The boy was always in poor health, and was often hospitalized because of his frailty and sickness. In the end, he only lived until he was five or six years old and died.

The boy liked to cling to him very much, called him brother, and was willing to give him his favorite robot toy.

However, the boy died miserably like that, and became the food of the gorefiend.

As long as you close your eyes, the scene of blood everywhere in the hospital ward will flood into your mind.

Even now, as long as he recalls the horror of that scene, Leng Ji feels that the blood in his body is cold.

Pulling his hands out of his pockets, he raised his collar to keep out the cold, and then put his hands back.

In the distance, black and white eyes saw a familiar figure approaching with an umbrella.It's Chen Yuting.

After noticing that the person staying in the distance was Mo Ye (Leng Ji's pseudonym), Chen Yuting began to trot all the way.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Leng Ji remained silent, standing still and quietly watching her run over, gasping for breath.

"do you know?"

Before getting close to the handsome young man, Chen Yuting began to mutter words.

"The thing about Changhong District-Shangxin Road."

"Ah."

Leng Ji replied in a dull voice, and helped to reach for a bag of daily necessities that Chen Yuting was carrying.

She works as a manager in a supermarket, where the TV is broadcast all day and night, and it is impossible for her to be ignorant of the news about Changhong Street-Shangxin Road.

"Come back early at night, otherwise it will be unsafe."

The voice had always been indifferent and devoid of emotion. After this beautiful young man who was always taciturn and desolate finished speaking, he turned his back to the woman behind him.

Hearing such caring greetings with her own ears was a rare event, and Chen Yuting smiled happily for this, and followed him.

The two walked towards home together.

"Right now, there are rumors everywhere that the dark nobles are back. First there was chaos in the Jianxi District, and now it's the Changhong District."

Chen Yuting showed a sad face, lowered her face silently, hiding her worries in her eyes.

Leng Ji never looked sideways, and didn't even glance at her.

(End of this chapter)