God after all

Chapter 164 The Divine Son of the Garden of Eden·Decree
The Holy Son was still waiting for the Maharaja and Muchel in the residence of the Garden of Eden. They were invited by the Father to go away during the day and never came back.

Yahweh is sitting on the majestic opal throne to see the two comers, looking down on the existence in the center of the hall with the lofty attitude of the lord of the heavens.

The interior of the temple is noble, elegant and resplendent, and there is no place that does not emit brilliance. The radiant crystal stone floor reflects the reflection of the circular dome, and also imprints the beauty of the white clothes.

"Not only the Petzweig Dynasty, but also the countries of the Quartet have been crazily spreading shocking remarks in the past two days-King Hall's wife, Princess Li Yunji of the Eastern Continent, is pregnant with a freak!"

"I've heard about it." Michael replied indifferently, "Li Yunji, who is currently in the palace, has disappeared, and the hundreds of civilians who died tragically are also inseparable from her."

"How does your majesty view this matter?"

"The arrival of the evil gods into the world is just around the corner."

Hearing Michael's words so resolutely, Yahweh thought of the long-planned plan to hunt demon gods that the ancestor of all gods had planned.

"My father has written the script for the Son, Majesty, have you read it?"

"I've only seen part of it."

"What mission will the reborn Holy Son have?"

Michael didn't answer, and the air froze in his silence.

What is he silent about?Why don't you talk?

Muchel next to him stared at him, waiting for his response.

"It's related to the evil god."

This unclear answer only mentions the evil god, but it is not very detailed about what it is.

The ancestor of the gods had already foreseen the existence of evil gods in the long past. In order to break through the sinister conspiracy of the Lord of Demon Gods, he carefully planned a plan to hunt the demon gods, and let the most important pawn, the Holy Child, promote the development of the situation.

Jehovah’s heartbeat could no longer be calm, and his emotions fluctuated.

He raised his hand, and a beam of light popped out from his fingertips.

The beam of light that flew into the air unfolded an image that happened in the past, and Li Yunji's face appeared in it.

A mass of evil black fire of unknown origin broke into her bedroom in the middle of the night, whispering a series of words that had been lost and destroyed.

Only Michael and Yahweh recognized that the language belonged to the ancient demon race and was a taboo spell.

The looming face in the black fire surprised Miu Xieer, and he knew without thinking that it was the Lord of the Demon God himself.

The king of war, whose body has been destroyed for 3000 million years, broke free from the seal and escaped from birth. He often wanders the world in the form of black fire, and his immortal soul is hidden in it.

The wife of King Hall of the Petswig Dynasty woke up from his mysterious summon like a devil, but at this moment, Li Yunji's eyes were devoid of intelligence, and she was as dumb as a big doll.

Her spirit seemed to be under control, and she also possessed the magical power bestowed by the curse technique of the Lord of Demon Gods.

She got up and got out of bed, and put on the blood-red dress that never changed all year round. The oriental-style clothing showed classical beauty.

After that, she bewitched to light a fire in the deep bedroom, and the realistic picture of the fire burning more and more vigorously devoured the screen of light.

This kind of light curtain that can allude to the appearance of the stars, the sun, the moon and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, as well as to spy on the changes of time and space has disappeared.

"What's the matter now, what is Heavenly Father's plan?"

Knowing that Jehovah would intervene in this matter, Michael still pushed out the right to speak and make decisions, and really didn’t want to stand up and set an example.

"Naturally act according to the plan of the ancestor of the gods and let the Son intervene."

"No, he's too young now." Michael refused without thinking.

The pure, flawless, clear and refined young man raised his brows, a little surprised that the majesty was justifiably partial, thinking in his heart whether he should make concessions.

"It's okay not to let the Holy Son intervene for the time being. Then the Majesty should find a way to arrest Li Yunji."

"The war is still going on, I can't leave the heavens yet."

"I'm going, Father!"

Muchel kindly helped Michael out of the siege, and took on this important task himself.

"Gufaxi is a great country in the world, all the subjects of the whole country are believers of the Heavenly Father, and you are also the patron saint of this empire!

This time I have ordered the lower realms to convey your decree to Monarch Angus, and he will definitely not stand idly by. "

Jehovah said without doubt: "Angus is my faithful believer."

"His faith in the Father is evident, and all the gods have seen it."

"Then do as you say."

The Lord allowed Muchel to go down to the ancient Faxic Empire to meet the Angus Monarch with the decree.

"If the matter of arresting Princess Li Yunji has a clue, then Shengzi can't neglect it, and I hope the majesty will give him time to prepare for the next world."

"Heavenly Father is taking advantage of Li Yunji's affairs, drive the Holy Son away."

Michael’s outspokenness did not offend Jehovah. He had always been a pretty boy with a calm personality.

"This is also impossible."

Leaning on the throne, resting his chin on the back of his hand, with a relaxed expression, Yahweh lazily looked at the two white shadows standing in the center of the temple.

"I don't care about the identity of the Holy Son in the past, I only look at the present - the sooner this hot potato leaves the heaven, the better, doesn't the majesty think so?"

"According to the wishes of the ancestors, we should have waited for the Son to grow up."

"Although the Holy Son grows fast, the heavens still can't wait for him. In short, if he doesn't leave, the heavens will not be peaceful for a day.

This was originally an open and secret struggle between the demon race and the gods, and the demon world blatantly intervened. It seemed that they really wanted to rebel.

Whether it's with the demon race or the demon world, this war can't be fought vigorously, and it's not the time for you to die - the ancestor of the gods' plan to hunt the demon is not halfway through yet, right? "

"Understood. I will do what my Father wants me to do."

Michael saluted and bowed, his face completely expressionless.

"I also miss the old love very much. After all, the power of the elder brother is sealed in the body of the Holy Son. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the reincarnation of the elder brother."

"It's a pity that the Heavenly Father doesn't play any emotional cards with the Holy Son. Even if the Holy Son has a face similar to the black Jehovah, it won't help."

The beautiful boy choked, feeling a faint throbbing pain in his heart, the hand holding his cheek was a little weak, and there was a touch of sadness in his words.

"The current Holy Son is not the real elder brother. When he fully awakens one day, I will personally crown him!"

Michael knelt down on one knee, bowed his head respectfully, and remained silent.

Yahweh's silver hair fell down with a slight tilt of his head, covering half of his face, and the exposed silver pupil was as clear as a mirror.

He didn't speak any more, and Michael's gorgeous long hair was reflected in his silver pupils, as if a flame was burning in the depths of his eyes, flowing golden flames.

The two white shadows in the center of the temple quietly watched the setting sun shine through the open-air dome on the uppermost floor, and the radiance penetrated into the body of the beautiful boy on the throne, which was so dreamy and blurred.

The soft light of red clouds in autumn fills the temple. It is said that Jehovah likes the sunset in late autumn, so he fixed the sky of heaven at the most beautiful time in autumn, and the night will never come again.

From morning to night, it is like the color of flames, and the divine bird and the colorful clouds fly together in the sky.

The Holy Son likes to sit on the tall tree of life and look at the burning sunset, appreciate the scarlet clouds and the snow-white divine bird in the distance.

The rays of the sun tend to be colorful in the coolness of late autumn, and the whole sky is filled with a quiet atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)