God after all

Chapter 55 The Goddess on the Heavenly Pillar
Forged from the special lapis lazuli of the protoss, and absorbing the power of thunder and lightning, the pillar of the sky reaches 3000 meters into the sky.

The exact figure of 3000 meters is unknown to human beings, and it has been a mystery since the black iron pillars like a cage descended on the Forgotten City.

Since the fall of the Emperor, the gods no longer allow humans to approach it, and no one dares to jump over the cage made by the gods.

The few in the world who knew its height either died or remained silent.

The existence of the Heavenly God Pillar is not called sacred by humans. Even if the blood demons in the forbidden area are firmly imprisoned there, the shadows it spreads will still make those who look up at the sky shudder.

This is the tomb built by the gods for the forbidden area. There are tens of thousands of bones lying in the tomb.

The gods also despise it, avoiding it and will not come here to stay.

If it was not necessary today, Muchel would not have stood at the end and stepped on the black iron spikes.

The pillars are erected and arranged in an orderly manner. This is the holy relic left by the gods on the earth. The rigid object that stands upright is made of lapis lazuli that has absorbed the power of lightning. The diameter of a cylinder is about 50cm.

Legend has it that this indestructible thing that humans cannot destroy belongs to the same substance as the cage in the prison of the gods in the heavens.

The flowing golden hair fluttered with the wind, and the beautiful sun's rays pierced through the clouds and mist, dispelling the gloom of the sky.

The legs are wearing high leather boots, the plump thighs exposed under the short skirt are slender and beautiful, and the platinum windbreaker coat is overturned in the air. If it is not for the pupils that are as bright as golden lava, the goddess of time Michelle looks like a human woman .

After making an unknown number of calls, and finally being greeted by Michael's connection, Muchelle knelt down while holding the phone close to his ear, resisting the urge to yell.

"Majesty, where are you? Ji'er is going to die!"

There was a lot of anxiety in her raised voice, "He ran to the forbidden area to fight Diosotto alone, and it won't last long if he goes on like this."

Like a child, Muchel crouched on the sharp knife-like pillar at the top of the pillar, looking down at the world below with a confused look.

The wind was blowing around her, and the fluttering golden long hair fluttered gracefully in the wind.

The atmosphere of silence and loneliness surrounds her. At an altitude of 3000 meters, she is isolated from the world and far away from the hustle and bustle. She overlooks the world with the attitude of a god who is always on the sidelines. She is beautiful but lonely.

"I will not interfere in the confrontation between him and Diosotto."

Hearing Michael's slow words, Miu Xieer turned pale, not expecting that the majesty would stand by and watch.

"This is different from the battle of the Clilot Tuya brothers."

Muchel's tone became serious but sincere, "Does the majesty have the heart to stay out of it?"

All the gods said that among the two envoys who escorted the Holy Son, Michael put in a lot of effort to promote the plan to hunt demons around the Holy Son. Cher is the most partial to the Son.

From Muchel's point of view, what kind of attitude does this business-like god have towards Leng Ji?It is the unknown unknown.

"Since he likes to be brave so much, let him have a good time! I also want to see how the unawakened Son fights against the demon god."

Muchel felt palpitations and shivered uncontrollably.

"But Ji'er might die! If something happens to him, wouldn't the plan of hunting the demon god planned by the ancestor of all gods come to naught?"

She thought Michael would take this, but it didn't work.

"The life and death of Leng Ji will be entrusted to the goddess to take care of today."

The smiling tone in the words was light and playful, and Muchel blushed angrily, and the call ended before he could express his protest.

"Bastard, black-bellied and insidious guy!"

An exasperated curse was squeezed out between the teeth, and Muchelle's face turned red with sullenness.

"Why is it like this, slipped away at the critical moment, what kind of envoy is this to escort the Son of God!?"

The more he thought about it, the more angry Miuchel nearly exploded his phone.

The rain is showing signs of fading.

The sound of the battle from the forbidden area faintly reached her ears. She looked at the abyss below quietly for a while, and then threw herself into the boundless void and plundered.

The wind is used to blowing through the whole body, and the long hair is blown back and slanted, and the light figure is as beautiful as a star falling from the sky.

Michael standing in front of the window looked in the direction of the Forgotten City, his face was full of expressionless indifference.

Behind him, the remains of dozens of Gorefiends were spread bloody on the ground, and the dead antelopes and human body parts were piled up in the corners of the wall.

This is an abandoned two-story factory, with dilapidated and rotten appearance spreading everywhere. A dilapidated factory like this and the surrounding no-man's land have become the footholds of blood demons.

They drag the captured prey here not to eat, but to seal the prey in the ball-shaped black mucus, leaving the life in the parasitic cocoon pupae, so that the offspring will break out of the shell one day and eat.

The chrysalis is in the shape of a black oval sticky gel, hanging upside down on the top of the wall, and the disgusting mucus drips from the oval surface to the ground.

The room was full of ink-like liquid, and the cub's gorefiend would basically break out of its cocoon within two weeks.

If time permits, the chrysalis produced by the Gorefiend will fill the entire space.Today's unexpected visitor, however, will put an end to all that.

The hunting mission that was supposed to be taken over by Leng Ji was performed by the eminent Lord of Light.

If Muchel saw the noble Michael committing himself to such a filthy place, he would probably fall down with laughter.

The hands of those in power control the fate of the world, and they are not extended to such a place to be stained with humble blood.

Michael's gaze stayed outside the window all the time, and there was tranquility in his distant eyes, and the forbidden area of ​​the Forgotten City that caught his eyes was burning with fiery red light and shadow.

Light and shadow reflect the vast sky, like a scarlet ocean, and the burning picture is full of peerless and magnificent beauty.

The wind is blowing around, but I don't know where it is blowing from.

The trajectory of the wind flow rotated from Michael's feet, and wisps of wind meandered up the whole body, blowing the curled long golden hair.

The four walls began to burn hotly, with golden flames rising, only the motionless figure standing in front of the window was safe, and everything else was turned into illusory bubbles in the tomb-like dead space.

The unreal fireworks flickered with golden light, creating a dreamy and blurred scene, burning blazingly in absolute silence.

In the package of the golden flames, the entire factory and the abandoned houses in the vicinity were all annihilated and disappeared.

The entanglement of wind and fire gradually ceased until it disappeared without a trace.

Michael's figure suspended in the air rose up and disappeared without a sound.

(End of this chapter)