God after all

Chapter 278 Peak God War 20 Michael Betrays the World and Becomes the Enemy of the Gods (2)

Only half of Leng Ji's face has real flesh and blood, and the rest is transparent and illusory.

The long silver hair blown by the wind is as loose as dancing.

His face revealed a loneliness that he had never had before, and his eyes were melancholy and lonely.

"You take the ring."

"Jenelle Krillottuya, is it still sealed in the golden ring I gave you?"

In the project of hunting the demon god, in order to help Leng Ji subdue the little devil, Michael gave one of his accessories as a gift.

Sealing the little devil into the ring and threatening Lellion Krillottuya to reveal the location of the Demon Lord's lair was Michael's strategy to achieve his goal with the help of cold hands.

"I promised Lellion that I would let this child go."

"You keep your promise." Michael smiled bitterly, "Since this is your wish, I'd rather obey."

A radiant light was released from their intertwined hands, illuminating the sky.

In the end, the Lord of the Demon God came a step late, lamenting his bad luck, and being preempted by the Holy Son to occupy the evil god container.

"You have courage."

A figure covered in black flames appeared out of thin air, holding a long spear that exceeded the height of his body in his hand.

The stream of fire attached to the barrel of the gun flashed a dark and evil light.

"Can you bear the fate of betraying the gods and becoming an enemy of the heavens and the world?"

The words that drifted with the wind and the black fire figure that flew past and moved happened at the same moment.

A black dragon that sprang out quietly opened its mouth wide, and closed its mouth at the black fire figure that flashed by.

It seems to devour the target, but what is bitten is only an afterimage.

The enemy appeared behind the black dragon, using the strength of both arms to match the speed of the free fall, it pierced through the dragon's neck with incomparable accuracy.

Heart-piercing roars flowed from the dragon's mouth, echoing terrifyingly across the vast sky.

The white dragon god shuttled and glided, crashing into the black fire figure like a wind and lightning, and flew away in a hurry,

The spear piercing the black dragon's neck crumbled into ashes.

Surrounded by the remaining seven dragon gods, they will support the king of the heavenly army in the center.

Shengzi Lengji does not show a complete human form, and his body has been shrouded in incandescent holy light.

What stayed in front of Michael was just a piece of brilliant and brilliant colors, and one of his left hands was still stretched out inside.

"Ever since I read half of the script written by the ancestor of the gods for you, I know your cruel fate swallowed by the power of the black Lord. Since then, I have decided to betray the ancestor of the gods, and I want to rewrite your fate with all my might."

Michael murmured, his voice revealing an unprecedented loneliness, "I've been waiting for this day, I've waited too long."

"I suddenly understood why you wanted to kill Mr. Hongye."

Words that were as cold and indifferent as water resounded in the light.

"Because the old man predicted your fate through divination, Eliza Cuthbert knew it, and I naturally knew it."

"What fate?"

"The fate of being the return of the evil god is completely divorced from the story script written for you by the ancestor of the gods."

Michael showed a joyful smile that knew the situation well and was sure of victory.

"It's a secret that even the gods don't know, and the old man wants to keep it in his grave until he dies.

But he didn't expect that the only people he'd spilled his secrets on, Eliza Cuthbert, were those around me. "

"So you cut the grass and killed him."

"Keeping the old man alive is a disaster.

If the secret is known by the ancestor of the gods, he will ruthlessly rewrite the plan of hunting the demon god, and he will not hesitate to obliterate you who was born to destroy the demon god.

Your fate can only be the story written in his script—to be swallowed by the divine power of the Black Lord—he absolutely cannot tolerate being out of the script. "

Silence ferments silently in the white light.

The cold silence blended with the blazing light was absorbed by Michael's left hand.

Only one golden ring was left in the palm of his hand, the Maharaja of the Celestial Realm silently folded his five fingers together, and asked the sky:
"You are Bonn, you were enlightened by the Holy Son to become a dragon, right?"

"Majesty, is the Son alright?"

"Holy Son is fine, you don't have to worry."

The sword of Inoares emerged in Michael's hands, and the six wings of the Holy Light stretched out its back.

"Next you have to cover my retreat, can you do it?"

The words are not finished yet.Thunder shook the sky, and rough and slender lightning flashed down.

A wind blade with a blue light descended from the sky, hitting the black dragon that was soaring.

The Lord of the Demon God, who used the spear to jam the dragon's mouth up and down, took the opportunity to turn into a wisp of black fire and penetrate into the mouth of the abyss dragon.

Suffering a heavy blow from high altitude, and being invaded by black flames, the Dragon God roared in pain, his whole body ignited with black flames.

He got out of the dragon's body, and just when he appeared in the form of a black fire figure, the white dragon following behind spit out thousands of beams of blazing light at him.

The pain of being shot was like thousands of arrows piercing his body, his floating figure was almost distorted and collapsed, and his roar was like a dying cry.

The black dragon, which was covered in fire, rushed towards him with all its strength, and opened its mouth wide to breathe out a raging storm.

The swirling storm turned into a giant tornado column, devouring the Lord of the Demon God, flying obliquely and falling with a powerful impact, reaching the huge waves of the Prussian Ocean.

The sound of rolling thunder is like countless troops and horses galloping on iron hooves.

Wind blades and lightning protruding into the depths of the sky are all over the sky.

Countless battle angels riding on one-horned steeds appeared in all directions, and the gods gathered above their heads.

"Michael, you bold rebel!"

"It's in vain that the heavenly father and the great ancestor of all gods trust you so much."

"A mere holy son who was born to destroy the demon god, is it worth giving up your supreme identity, status, and power?"

"You apologize and admit your mistake now, there is still time to hand over the Holy Son and the evil god."

The majestic rumbling sound resounded through the sky.

Auspicious clouds floated around the gods, and the colorful lights illuminated them in an incomparably sacred and solemn way.

The colorful holy light sprinkled from the sky, covering the Demon Lord, Nine Dragon God and Michael.

"Every one of you can only talk about it, stand up if you have the ability, and snatch the evil god back from me, do you have the guts?"

Seeing the lord of the heavens so defiant, the gods all turned bitter, because no one dared to stand up and compete with the lord of light.

Just when they were frowning and considering whether to do something, they saw a grand and beautiful silver light curtain shining from the highest point in the sky, spreading all over the world below.

No one held his breath and looked up.

Heavenly Father Jehovah emerged from the curtain of light, and his entire body was so beautiful that it shone white and white.

He was surrounded by gods from all the heavens and the world.

His armies are innumerable, spreading to the void's borders.

There is no one who does not realize that once a war starts, it will be more than earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods. I am afraid that only the ultimate battle of gods that has occurred for 3000 million years can compare with it.

"Are you really not going back?"

The young Jehovah is suspended in the air, standing in a proud posture of being the only one.

His eyebrows were lowered, and he stared at Michael below with condescending and indifferent eyes.

　The reason for Hongye's death is finally revealed here. The blind father was once killed by Michael, just because he predicted the fate of Leng Ji becoming an evil god.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)