God after all

Chapter 176 The Shadow of the Ancient Faxic Empire

There are two shocking opinions circulating in the capital city of Jupiter:

The first is where is the specific location where the temptress Li Yunji is being imprisoned?No one knows the common people talking about it.

The second is the lower realm of the Son of God. Has he descended to the capital city of Jupiter?

The above two incidents became the topic of people's gossip, and even the children in the street gathered together to chat about the story of the Holy Son.

"I heard that he is a monster, he looks extremely ugly, so he hides in the Garden of Eden and dare not come out to meet people.

Of course, he was imprisoned in the Garden of Eden not entirely because he was ugly, the truth was that he would bring bad luck, he was a disaster star, and it was he who caused the demon world to attack the heaven world. "

"It's scary!"

"Since the Holy Son is such an unknown existence, why didn't the heavens execute him?"

"It's still useful to keep him in the heavens, because he is a weapon, a weapon that kills demon gods."

"Then the Son of Heaven is here to kill the Demon God?"

"probably."

"Impossible, the Holy Son is a weak monster, unable to kill the demon god. My father said that he is an exile who was kicked out of the heaven."

"How does your father know?"

"My father just knew."

Five or six groups of children gathered around the entrance of the alley, squatting on their knees and playing with toys scattered on the floor, talking about some unproven gossip.

All kinds of adults passed by them, but no one paid them any attention. They were inconspicuous little kids, born as humble as the commoners in this city.

The only toys they could have were moving rocks, crying dolls, sparkling leaves, and dancing insects.

Their faces and hands are stained with dust, their eyes are clear and bright, and their smiles are cute and innocent.

Someone among the children suddenly raised his head, his eyes met the flow of people coming and going, and he saw the figure in black robe among the crowd.

The other children also followed the gaze of this companion, and noticed a silent person standing not far away, his face hidden in the one-piece hood, with a height close to eleven or twelve years old, as if he was still a child.

"Who is it? You're looking over here."

As soon as the soft and sweet words fell, the girl with round eyes saw the silent man walk away.

"What a strange guy." A murmur came from among the children.

The black robe, which was so long that it almost fell to the ground, tightly covered this silent man. His existence was clearly so young, but his calm appearance could hardly conceal the aura of being indifferent to strangers.

He followed behind the adults who were also dressed in black robes, and walked into a fairly luxurious hotel together.

No one pays much attention to them, they just regard them as travelers from other places, and there are too many people dressed like them to count.

The waiters with dignified speech and demeanor received them and sent them to the door of the accommodation.

The door was pushed open, one big and one small entered the room.

The interior is a large single room, the height is equivalent to two floors, far greater than the width, the line shape is tall and thin, skinny and cold, and the vault is two meters high.

The furniture design is generally decorated with pointed arches and high spiers, and the light and exquisite carved decorations can be seen everywhere on doors, windows, seats and walls.

Compared with the gorgeous and magnificent shrine in the sky, this kind of human architecture seems to be overshadowed.

"The humble house is simple, I have wronged the Holy Son."

"fine."

Leng Ji responded to Michel indifferently, reached out and pulled down the hood of the jumper, revealing a perfect face as if carefully carved by an artist.

At such a young age, he already possessed a breathtaking appearance.

"You look unhappy, do you care what those children say?"

Muchel's words were not good enough, and he was always expressionless when Leng Leng was silent.

Witnessing him sitting down along the edge of the bed, the Goddess of Time felt a lot about the change in the boy's personality.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, Muchel sighed for some unknown reason.

"The majesty told me to contact him when we are in the world."

The pale face of the boy raised his head was reflected in the golden pupils, and the dark eyes like the icy cold moon made Miuchel palpitate.

"Do you want to see the Majesty now?"

"Ok."

Leng Ji really has a lot of things on his mind, not only caring about the gossip of those children in the alley, but also not knowing what to do in the future, he can only passively become a marionette manipulated by Michael and Muchel, unable to control his own life and destiny.

The pain in his heart turned into a sad and lonely breath, which radiated from his body from the inside out.

He watched Muchel use spells to open a small space in mid-air, and the colorful lights glide along the edge of the space in a circle.

The opening of the square tunnel in the space drifts and runs, and time flashes back inside the opening of the tunnel, successfully connecting to the heaven.

The scene of the sun, sky and rain in the city of Jerusalem is projected inside the space, and the picture continues to shift, reflecting the Temple of Michael.

"Is the Majesty here?" Muchelle asked tentatively.

A scene of Michael leaning on the golden throne immediately appeared in the space.

"Where are you now?"

"A small hotel in Jupiter, the capital city. Following the Majesty's orders, there is no rush to take the Son to see His Majesty the Emperor."

"You don't need to take the Son to see Angus."

Muchel expressed that he didn't understand, but he could only listen to the Majesty's orders.

Although she led the Holy Son to the lower realm, it didn't mean that she knew about the next plan to hunt the demon god.

Only Maharaja Michael has actually read the script written by the ancestor of the gods for the project of hunting demon gods.

"If you don't meet Angus, you won't be able to use his power to fight against the Demon God."

"You don't need to cooperate with him."

Without even thinking about it, Michael dismissed Lengji's concerns, and revealed a cruel fact:
"Running to the emperor of this empire openly is tantamount to exposing yourself to the eyes of the demon god. If they don't destroy this empire, they are showing mercy.

The Heaven Realm was attacked by the Demon Realm because of you, and everyone in the world knows about it. I think Angus is absolutely unwilling to touch you, a hot potato.

Now your whereabouts must be hidden, and the world must not know where the Son is. "

"Is it safe to leave the Holy Son alone and helpless in the world?"

Michael said the word "safety" categorically, and asked Michel to continue to approach the monarch of the ancient Faxie Empire.

"Haven't I already conveyed the decree of Jehovah?"

"Now I am acting as the emissary of the Son of God."

Hearing Maharaja's words, Michelle suddenly understood the intention.

"Won't the Demon God find my trace?"

"Can't find it."

"why?"

Seeing that the Maharaja was inexplicably silent, Leng Ji cast doubtful eyes on Michelle who was aside.

Muchel said nothing, and looked at the Son with subtle hesitation.

"One day you'll know why."

Michael just gave such a mysterious reply that wasn't even an explanation.

Leng Ji, who lowered his head, did not ask any further questions, letting them conceal what they had intentionally.

"The demon god has already taken action and will be in this city. Don't interfere with what they have done, just keep your own place."

"Are you here for Li Yunji, or for the Son?"

"Both are possible."

"What if the demon god attacks humans? Should we just sit back and watch?"

Michael and Muchel moved their eyes to the Holy Son together, and saw that he lowered his head slightly, his face looked a little lonely, and his body exuded a faint aura of sadness and loneliness.

His appearance was so quiet that it made those who watched him feel sad for no reason.

(End of this chapter)