Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 21 Farce
"It's over."

Having known each other for so many years, Chong Shisan knew better than anyone how much his old friend doted on his children in his later years.

Now that they've heard the news of his death, the Cherubim must have gone mad.

Why did they play such a big joke on us?

"They've gone mad! They've all gone mad! We have to hurry and save the emperor!"

The King of Angels immediately summoned his confidants and his angelic legions, and hurriedly headed to the royal city.

He was filled with fear.

Countless young insects, laughing and chatting, build a beautiful garden together, sing together, and emerge from their cocoons to become butterflies.

They all have their own wonderful lives and yearn to break free from their cocoons and become beautiful beings.

If the Butterfly Clan and the Angel Clan were to start a war...
On the Cangwu tree.

Liu Jun lay on the flower bud, looking at the Butterfly Clan Queen, Die Luxin, who was paying homage to him.

At this moment, she was a beautiful, fiery red Vermilion Bird with a translucent outer shell.

Liu Jun asked casually, "How have you five been lately?"

Die Luxin said, "My husband is still researching the fusion of the various divine treasures. It is basically complete and he will soon begin to formally become a god."

"My job is to handle the political affairs of the various ethnic groups that have become divided."

"The third type of red fungus is still studying the species fusion of silkworm evolution."

"The fourth brother, that glutton, is in charge of food management, but he's been bored lately. He's been eyeing the little insect dragon that the third brother has been raising recently. He's been hanging around outside the lab all day long, trying to sneak over and grill it for a skewer."

"The Phoenix Emperor listened to the fourth brother's words and recently conspired with him to take down the third brother's little insect dragon and barbecue it together."

"Old Five, Die Mingren, is still a martial arts fanatic, practicing all day long, saying he wants to protect us."

Liu Jun remained calm: "Yes, I understand."

Recently, the monarch, Dielüxiang, donned the robes of a divine elephant and transformed into a divine elephant with butterfly wings, appearing exceptionally majestic and dignified.

Although there's an elephant and a Vermilion Bird, the art style is a bit off.

Liu Jun then changed the subject, "Have you found out how that group of angels died?"

"He died in the tree hollow where he stayed, and his death was gruesome."

Die Luxin's expression gradually turned solemn. "This was probably premeditated. Each of those young angels is quite powerful; they are not people that ordinary butterfly clan members can kill."

Angels, having discarded most of their superfluous structures, are simply small, round wings that move purely by thought.

Their psychic energy intensity is more than ten times that of the native butterfly race of the same level.

Those angels could be assassinated; there are probably only a handful of masterminds behind it all.

Butterfly Heart sighed:

"Currently, based on the traces left by the death, they all point to the old third butterfly red fungus, which contains biological lesions and traces of being used as an experimental subject."

"After all, the third brother, Red Fungus, is in charge of experiments and evolution. If he took a fancy to this group of angels, it would be theoretically plausible for him to secretly capture them for experiments."

Liu Jun took a sip of her flower tea. "But he didn't have the time to commit the crime."

"Yes."

Die Luxin's expression was unfriendly. "For the past period of time, the fourth brother and those two gluttons, the Phoenix Emperor, have been keeping an eye on the third brother."

"The third brother is ruthless and decisive, but extremely rational and would not do anything without considering the consequences."

At this point, Dielüxin gradually felt fear.

This indicates that the mastermind was unaware of the third brother's recent itinerary and happened to be constantly harassed.

The mastermind framed someone who couldn't have committed the crime.

Therefore, the ones capable of doing this could not be the butterfly kings within our ranks, but only the angels outside.

and.

Their butterfly clan had absolutely no reason to do this.

Did they kill the younger generation of angels just to make enemies?
The answer is obvious; it can only be those angels.

They were his lifelong friends, fully aware of how much the Cherubim doted on his child.
They understood even more clearly that killing this group of angelic offspring was tantamount to severing their own foundation.
But he still did such a crazy thing, just to frame someone, just to use someone else to kill, to make the Archangel send troops to Cangwu Tree.

All for the sake of instigating war between angels and gods.

This ruthlessness instilled a sense of inexplicable fear in Dieluxin's heart.

She didn't know why it was like this.

The four founding angels of that time have fallen apart and drifted apart.

Will the five of us become like this in the distant future?
"They're here," Liu Jun suddenly turned his head and said.

A massive cloud layer, its surface shrouded in white bones and thorns, appeared in the distant sky. "What is that?"

The insects in the flower gardens under the ancient wutong tree looked up at the overwhelming army of angels pressing in.

A bright light shone through the clouds.

Countless holy angels flapped their wings, their bodies surrounded by dense bone spurs, exuding a powerful sense of oppression.

That was the invincible rain of angels, the rain of countless thorns and bone spikes that instantly annihilated all enemies with a single thought.

"Let's go back."

On the Cangwu tree, Liu Jun looked at the angry visitor and said softly, "It wasn't made by the Butterfly Red Fungus."

If the visitor were rational and clear-headed, they should understand the implication in Liu Jun's words: if it wasn't done by the Butterfly Clan, then it could only have been done by someone within the Angel Clan.

But I can't reveal it; you can only investigate internally.

The cherubim were blinded by rage, but they still retained their initial reverence:

"The great god of immortality has summoned the butterfly prophets of our civilization. We naturally respect both gods on this journey, but I need to confirm—"

"go back!"

Liu Jun's face turned cold.

It was as if a thunderbolt had struck across the sky.

The sound transformed into sound waves, twisted into sharp arrows, and instantly pierced through the entire angelic legion from the middle.

More than five thousand angels, formed from bone arrows, fell from the sky like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

A single thought can startle a thunderbolt!
Seeing his angelic army crumble in an instant, the cherubim, who had been blinded by rage, suddenly awoke from their daze, their eyes filled with fear.

How vast is the difference between each level?

In the first level of the Wind Realm, thoughts are as gentle as a breeze, merely turning the pages of a book or picking up an object.

In the second-tier Rain Realm, thoughts flow like a sudden downpour, and the primary means of attack remains controlled attacks.

At the third level of the Thunder Realm, one's thoughts are like thunder, and one's soul can leave the body to directly attack the opponent's soul level. How can a bunch of physical bone sword techniques withstand this?

Lei Jing was a god among mortals in ancient times.

With just a thought from Liu Jun, and aided by low energy consumption, the angels unleashed even greater power, falling like dumplings.

Currently, among the entire butterfly race, only Liu Jun and the Amber Swallowtail Butterfly are at the third tier; this threshold is extremely difficult to overcome.

"Do not--"

The cherubim was consumed by fear, but the pain of the child's death still weighed heavily on his chest. "Form ranks again! Fire!"

“Stubborn to the end.” The next moment, Liu Jun’s face hardened, his pupils seemed to shoot out lightning, and his psychic energy directly impacted the will of the Archangel, causing him to fall from the sky instantly.

"This is a military exercise. Angels, please lay down your blades."

Liu Jun spoke calmly.

The right approach is to act swiftly and decisively; if things drag on, they may cause serious and uncontrollable trouble.

what?
The kind and naive little angel was already confused when forming the battle formation. When he realized that he was attacking the greatest and kindest god, his fighting spirit immediately vanished by more than half.

Furthermore, the divine might was like a prison, crushing them instantly.

At that moment, the angels could no longer hold on, and they all dropped their bone spikes and descended to the ground.

"So it was all an act."

"Hehe, it's God training us."

“It was God. I fought with God. I’m going back to tell my child.”

Just then, the King of Angels flew in from afar.

He carried a war scepter, wore a golden cloak and a crown of thorns, and was fully armed, ready to rescue the king.

That's an army of 30,000 angels.

But at this moment, seeing the entire army collapse in an instant, he was both terrified and shocked, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He had no time to be shocked by God's power; instead, he looked at the cherubim lying on the ground and murmured bitterly, "Why did things have to come to this?"

The Archangel looked at the King of Angels, then at the Prophet, and at the Phoenix Emperor standing in the distance on the Cangwu Tree. Like an old man who had lost all his energy, he broke down and cried out in a frenzy:

"What can I do? What can I do? Gilpa is dead, my beloved child is dead."

The entire battlefield fell silent, watching this former angel god of war.

The wailing was so tragic and appalling.

(End of this chapter)