God after all

Chapter 42 The White Rose Who Was Abused

She clearly realized that this was a dream.

In the garden of snow-white roses, the petals flying all over the sky are blowing with the wind, and the hair tips of girls swinging under the fiery red maple trees are fluttering.

The swing chair swayed slowly, lonely and sad.

A quiet girl sits on the plank, deep melancholy and loneliness are buried in her pale eyes.

"Always stay here alone? Cold wind and snow."

A voice suddenly sounded in the void, talking to her and calling her name.

Leng Fengxue raised his head, his gray eyes were empty and without any brilliance, he saw nothing.

"Isn't it boring to be alone?"

Very light, very faint voice, nice like singing.

This gentle voice touched Leng Fengxue's emotions, and her eyes lit up, as if there was light suddenly in the darkness.

"I'm looking at flowers." She said cautiously.

"Don't you have any friends to watch flowers with you?"

Leng Fengxue shook his head, his gray eyes were large and beautiful, and the color of his irises was deep and lonely, which would make people who looked at these eyes feel sad.

"It's lonely."

Feeling invisible warm fingers touching her face, this warmth flowed into her cold heart.

"Can I be friends with you?" The voice withdrew its hand.

Leng Fengxue lowered her head desolately, a ray of light was blown by the wind and passed her eyes, it was silver-white hair.

Then, she saw the ethereal hem of the robe emerging from the grass.

She looked up, and her gray pupils were reflected in the white figure and the icy face.

He was a handsome man with flowing hair, Leng Fengxue forgot to breathe when he looked at him.

Golden sunlight enveloped the illusory body, and fragrant rose petals danced around the man.

This is the first time that the human girl Leng Fengxue saw God!

The immaculate god called himself Monet.

"Monet..." Leng Fengxue murmured.

The fallen leaves of the maple tree swirled and danced with the wind, and the brilliant red floated to the ground from her eyes, with such a light and sad posture.

She looked up at the direction where the maple leaves fell, and the trees in her eyes were full of shocking bright red, like a burning flame.

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This is an unprecedented dream, the picture is very beautiful, but the white rose that wakes up can't remember who the beautiful girl and man are.

Iron chains stretched out from an invisible dark corner, locking her hands and feet.

She was in the empty and mysterious church, shivering from the cold atmosphere of the ancient western medieval buildings, and fearing the evil patterns drawn on the cold floor tiles.

A black and red pattern was imprinted on the ground, and it turned out to be "a black dragon and a red snake wrapped around an inverted cross".

She was lying naked on the pattern.

The big man who brought her here restrained her with levitating chains at first, and she was forced to hang in mid-air, her body imprisoned in a huge cold metal object, and her mind was also controlled.

The grotesque thing was stuffed with gears assembled from chains, eating away at her memories as they turned slowly.

"what to do……"

Shedding sad tears, White Rose curled up into a ball, hugging her body tightly with her hands.

The thick brass door slowly opened inward, and the light reflected into the church.

The shadow of the door was projected on the ground, and the tall figure who stepped out of the footsteps rushed to the door.

"Did you remember anything?"

The voice is like a ghost lingering around the ancient church, eerily floating white roses in the ear.

"Do you remember Leng Ji? Do you know where he is?"

Grabbing the white rose was easier than Diosotto had imagined, but not being able to peek into the woman's memory was a big problem.

To be precise, stealing the memory of White Rose is the fastest way to find Lengji.

If it fails, to take a step back, we can only find another strategy.

Of course, Diosotto would not let it go, he abused White Rose as much as he wanted, causing her to suffer a double blow both physically and mentally.

The chains pierced through her limbs, twisting and twisting like a snake, piercing her body with many blood holes.

Throughout the dark church, her screams of pain echoed.

With tears streaming down her cheeks, she bled profusely. Even though her body was experiencing severe pain, she still did not forget to resist. She angrily reprimanded Diosotto, scolding all eighteen generations of his ancestors.

"Bah! Kill me if you have the ability! What is it to torture a weak woman like me?"

"You kidnapped me because you couldn't beat Lengji, right? You are too useless, you only do such despicable, shameless, insidious and cunning things."

"Don't waste your time, those memory-stealing, chained gears don't work for me, because I don't know anything.

Even if I knew something, I wouldn't open my mouth to say a word. "

"Is it only to this extent? It will only drill around in my body."

The sharp chain pierced the heart, and the white rose, spitting out blood, stared blankly at the dome of the church, her wandering eyes becoming more and more absent-minded.

"Fuck your sister's eighteen generations of ancestors! Fuck your grandpa's grandma's son!"

Diosotto said that he is the second generation of his ancestors, where is eighteen?The previous generation was his father, the ancestor of all gods, and I'm too late to be happy if you scold that old guy.

"Like a father, like a son. You must be the son of the son of the son of the son of the son..."

Diosotto's face turned green when he heard this, his complexion was white with red, red with blue, blue with black.

"Are you impatient?"

According to the killing intent surging in his patience, Diosotto's tone turned out to be very calm.

"Yeah, do you dare to kill me? Execute me as a hostage?"

There was red light condensed in the palm of his hand, and a ball of flames fainted.However, the fireworks were automatically extinguished in an instant.

The door opened and a boy came in.Diosotto did not look back at him.

"Uncle Di, give her to me."

Genelle Krillottuya, the first time she appeared in the church where the white rose was imprisoned, always had a perverse smile on her too beautiful face.

"Little Menisi poisonous scorpion has a heart, if I leave it to you, will she still survive?"

The calmness on Genelle's face was shattered, and a cruel expression appeared.

"If I hadn't appeared in time just now, Uncle Di might have killed her, right?"

Ignoring Genelle, Diosotto stepped forward and stood still in front of the white rose.

What was standing in front of her was a pair of big feet, and she could only stare blankly at them, without even the strength to raise her eyelids to look up.

"Why don't you keep shouting?"

White Rose was held up by some invisible force, and her body was suspended in the air.

"Don't kill her."

Diosotto locked her neck with one hand, lifted her trembling body easily, and threw her mercilessly at Genelle's feet.

"Thank you, Uncle Di." The clear voice echoed in the church.

Genelle, who smiled innocently, looked like a little angel. This appearance fell into the eyes of Diosotto, and the demon god returned a consoling smile.

"I am leaving."

He touched Genelle's head, leaving him alone with White Rose.

"My brother is waiting for you in the rose garden."

Diosotto didn't respond, and his figure was gradually swallowed by the slowly closing door.

The naked white rose trembled violently, and the boy who was close at hand exuded an indescribable sense of evil.

(End of this chapter)