God after all

Chapter 156 The Holy Son of the Garden of Eden·The Rebirth of Leng Ji
They shouted in unison: "Greetings to the Father! Greetings to the Majesty!"

"Exemption."

Michael said this, and charged them to guard the palace of the Black Lord day and night.

Seven stone sculptures took the lead and flew to different directions of the magnificent palace to guard here.

"pretty good."

Yahweh only said three words quietly and disappeared without a trace.

A gust of wind blew the fallen leaves from the dense forest, swirled around Michael, and stopped not far away.

Miaoman's slender figure appeared, this is Michelle, the goddess of time who has transformed into wind.

"You came just in time."

Without a glance from anyone who looked, Michael walked up the palace steps, near the colonnade and the open door.

"You move here and stay with the Son of God in the future."

He came to the Garden of Eden just to ask how Leng Ji was doing, and after listening to the words left by the figure behind him, Muchelle finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"When will Ji'er be resurrected?"

She followed Michael, eager to know the answer.

"We can only wait."

Given such a meaningless answer, it can be seen that the celestial king, who holds divine power, seems to be unable to know the exact time.

The Son's rebirth was three days later.

A huge and terrifying movement suddenly resounded, and unprecedented violent light waves erupted from the tree of life, sweeping away the Garden of Eden, and affecting one-third of the cholera-infested heaven.

At that time, Jehovah was sitting on the highest seat of the temple, only to hear a loud noise that seemed to explode, and the cheerfulness on his face disappeared.

The faces of the gods of the heavens and the world were also ugly, and they were all frightened. Some gods thought the sky had fallen.

This is a rare and important meeting that gathers together, and Heavenly Father Jehovah is finally present, and Michael, who is acting as the agent of theocracy, has finally returned to the heavenly realm.

Just as the gods flattered the two supreme rulers with great joy, the vibrating sound that shook the dome of the temple silenced the atmosphere present.

With a cold and handsome face, the young Jehovah walked down the steps paved with flawless and beautiful jade barefoot. Before he had taken a few steps, his figure appeared outside the gate of the temple shimmering with white light, and flew away in the air.

All the gods and angels followed closely behind, only Michael stood still.

"Majesty!?"

Miuchel, who was about to leave, called out to him worriedly, not understanding why he was so calm.

"The movement came from the Garden of Eden."

Michael predicted the specific location of the sound wave.

The meaning of this sentence is obvious. Something happened in the Garden of Eden, and it may not be a trivial matter to affect the temple of Jehovah.

Michel suddenly had a bold guess, and couldn't help but ask, "Is it... the Holy Son?"

However, Michael did not respond positively, and walked out of the hall in silence.

They rushed to the direction of the Garden of Eden together, and when they arrived at the scene, they were surprised to find that all the gods were based in the sky, and all surrounded the border area of ​​the Garden of Eden.

Forbidden by Jehovah to enter the Garden of Eden, no one dared to take a step.

"Majesty! Did you bring something XZ back from the future world to the Garden of Eden?"

To issue such blatant questioning and suspicion, such disrespect, only Gabriel, a pungent woman, has the courage to be presumptuous.

After what she said, the eyes of the gods looking at the king of the heavenly army were abnormal, as if they were staring at an unknown fear.

"The Maharaja and the Goddess of Time, Michelle, came back together, but I didn't see that they brought back the Holy Son who lived in the future world."

"There is news from the demon god race that the master of the demon god traveled to that future world and killed the Son. It seems that this is not a rumor but true."

Whispers and discussions spread among the gods, and the voice of criticism became louder and louder.

"No way? Didn't Heavenly Father and Maharaja say that the Son is not dead?"

Who actually said this without knowing it, and believed the fact announced by Jehovah and Michael.

"Maybe he really didn't die? It's just a rumor of the demon god race. Now that there is such a big commotion in the Garden of Eden, it may be related to this holy son."

"The majesty also rebuilt the residence left by the Black Lord in the Garden of Eden. Isn't that incredible? Even the goddess of time, Michel, moved there to live."

The renovation of the Black Lord's Palace and the relocation of the Goddess of Time, Michelle, were not concealed from the outside world, and it is reasonable to spread the rumors.

Now that the Garden of Eden has undergone shocking changes in history, everyone points all their doubts to the Holy Son, waiting for a reasonable explanation from the Lord of Light and King of the Heavenly Army.

"The Son is not dead, I brought him back to the Garden of Eden."

Now that he knew that he couldn't hide it, Michael had no choice but to tell the truth.

The gods sighed, not knowing how to face this fact.

"The death of the Holy Son mentioned by the demon race is not actually death in the true sense. In that future world, the Holy Son just died as a human body, but the soul is immortal."

The truthful Michael no longer stayed here, and he flew down in the sky surrounded by gods.

Muchel was about to follow, but someone grabbed his arm.

Gabriel stopped her, intending to question her about the cause and effect.

The center of the Garden of Eden, the tree of life.

In a certain inner space of the tree, there was darkness flickering with purple light.

At this time Michael appeared, standing behind the slender and beautiful boy.

This is a place full of silence and tranquility, wrapped in endless darkness and impenetrable, surrounded by strange purple light scattered with stars.

"It grows a full body so quickly."

There was a slight sense of exclamation in Jehovah's tone.

Although Michael couldn't believe it, there was a gratified smile on the corner of his mouth, and he seemed very satisfied with what he saw and heard.

The newly born Holy Son lay flat and slept in the darkness. This real body was conceived from the blood of a blood bead and a god's skeleton.

The body glowed with the sun's golden light, the color was very weak, and the light that shocked the heavens was dissipated, only faintly glowing.

"Looks exactly the same as before."

Yahweh was very surprised when he heard this, and what was surprising was Michael's mood at this moment.

"Although Maharaja tried his best to bear it, I can still feel the uncontrollable joy in your tone."

"Seeing the Holy Son at this moment is like seeing the birth of one's own child."

Unexpectedly, Michael did not hide his feelings at all, and Yahweh's surprised eyes lit up.

"He hasn't woken up yet. When he fully wakes up, is the majesty going to hold a banquet for him?"

Yahweh joked and turned around to meet Michael's eyes.

"I don't want to be too ostentatious."

"Anyway, the fact that the Holy Son is in the Garden of Eden can't be hidden anymore, so it's not too late to throw a feast to celebrate, isn't it?"

Yahweh stepped away, passing Michael.

"The news that the Holy Son is hiding in the Garden of Eden will leak out soon, and there is no guarantee that it will not reach the ears of the demon god race. What is the majesty's plan next? How to protect the Holy Son?"

Leaving these words behind, the handsome and handsome boy disappeared without a trace.

Michael, who was motionless, had indifference and shadowy emotion in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)