[Mythology] Walking with God for 300 Years

After leaving the Garden of Eden, Asmodeus happily went to Sarah with the fruit of the tree of life.

"I'm leaving this town too." Enoch sat on a chair and said, looking at Asmodeus' back.

"Where are you going next?" An Luoxia asked.

"I want to go home," said Enoch. "I want to go back and see my children."

After saying goodbye to the mayor and Sarah, Enoch once again returned to the city where he was born and raised.

The small town built on the mountain may not be very prosperous, but it is extraordinarily quiet and peaceful in the mist.

"I'm going home." Enoch said, looking at the city gate in the distance, a sense of belonging and longing rose in his heart.

The gate outside the small city was wide open, and a slender, handsome, and energetic young man was standing there waiting.

Enoch jumped out of the carriage and looked at the young man opposite him with facial features that were incomparably similar to his own, feeling as if he was looking in a mirror.The two looked at each other at the gate of the city, both at a loss.

"Methuselah." Enoch said firmly.

"Hello, Father," said Methuselah.

Then the father and son with similar looks looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"...Have you eaten yet?" Methuselah choked out a word.

"No, but I'm not hungry." Enoch said, "I didn't expect you to be so old."

"Oh." Methuselah said.

So a topic was cut off.

"Let's go to the city first." An Luoxia said lightly from the side, interrupting the embarrassing staring of the father and son.

"She is my travel companion, named An Luoxia." Enoch introduced beside her.

"Good day, ma'am," said Methuselah, nodding.

Enoch also put away the nervousness just now, and talked with Methuselah on the way back to the city.

He noticed a deep scar on Methuselah's arm, and frowned and asked, "What's the matter with the wound on your arm?"

Methuselah glanced down casually, "When I was ten years old, I accidentally fell and injured my arm on the blade."

"Oh." After many years, the wound has already healed, and it is useless to care about it again. Enuo thought about it and asked, "Do you like the gift I sent you back?"

"I like it very much." Methuselah said, "I just hope that father, you will not send me gems next time. After all, I am not a girl."

"Then what do you like?" Enoch asked.

"Weapons. I like the long sword that Grandpa Cain gave me." Methuselah said.

"What else? Do you like reading?" Enoch asked.

Methuselah couldn't help but pause, and then said lightly, "I don't like it. What I hate most is reading."

As a father, he has been absent from the growth of his children for too long, Enuo couldn't help but think guiltily.

Methuselah is now the lord of the city. He arranged comfortable rooms and thoughtful services for Enoch and Anrosia, allowing them to rest to their heart's content.

"I have one thing to ask you, Father." Methuselah said before leaving.

"What?" Enoch asked.

"Can you draw me a portrait of my mother?" Methuselah said shyly.

Since he can remember, his father has disappeared, and his mother has only a simple tombstone. Sometimes he wonders what kind of people his parents are.

Enoch was startled, smiled and said yes, and watched Methuselah close the door and leave.

"I want to stay with my children for a few more years," Enoch said.

"How long?" An Luoxia asked.

"I'm not sure," Enoch said.

At first he planned to come back every few years to visit, but later he was completely obsessed with the life of traveling, and he never came back to see his children for so many years.

In the blink of an eye, the little baby in my memory has become a teenager.

The chariot was parked outside the city gate, and God stayed in the chariot and did not enter the city.

Enoch went to have dinner with Methuselah, and the father and son bonded. Anrosia was alone in the guest room, lying on the bed and closing her eyes as usual.

Thinking back on what happened that day, she suddenly felt that this behavior was stupid.

A few seconds later, the velvet was lifted by a hand, and An Luoxia walked by the wooden window and looked out.

It seems to be raining.

The last crescent moon in the sky is about to be covered by lead clouds. At night, the small town is quiet, only dotted with stars and lights shining through the windows. The gentle singing of nuns can be heard from the church in the distance. The happy conversation between Tusala and his son came.

An Luoxiya stood by the window and looked down at the lights of thousands of houses, her expression was cold and calm, but her pupils were slightly absent-minded.

A subtle feeling emerged in my heart like a tide.

This feeling is like a long time ago, when she traced the carvings on the wall with her fingertips and walked repeatedly in the corridors of the palace hundreds of times alone.

When the breeze blew, a strand of long black hair flew over her delicate and graceful side face, circled lightly in the air, and then clung to her body.

"Boom!"

A dark blue thunder flashed across the sky, striking the steeple of the church in the distance.

An Luoxiya suddenly raised her head and regained her senses, as if she had been awakened suddenly, she glanced left and right in a daze.

I actually lost my mind!

It's really too long a time of peace, to become so careless!

An Luoxia clenched her fingers into fists, and her nails brought a tingling sensation to her palms, secretly warning herself not to make this mistake again.

It was already raining, and An Luoxiya stood for a while, and suddenly turned into a prototype of a black bird, flying towards the carriage outside the city.

Flying in front of the carriage, An Luoxia changed back into a human form, and then raised her hand to politely knock on the carriage door, but before her fingers touched it, the carriage door opened automatically.

The white crystal lamp on the roof of the carriage emits soft light, like a hazy pure white gauze.

God is sitting by the car window, his silver hair falling on his white robe like moonlight.

He rested one hand casually on the armrest, the hollow gold lily pattern and the hand with slender knuckles complement each other, and the other hand was flipping through the "Book of Angel Raziel" in front of his knee.

An Luoxia stood at the door of the carriage and couldn't help smiling suddenly.

The sense of loneliness that was vaguely present just now finally disappeared.

God looked up and cast a questioning glance at her.

"I suddenly wanted to see you in the city, so I came here." An Luoxia said with a smile.

An Luoxia stepped into the carriage and sat on the cushion opposite God.

Yahweh looked up at her long hair that was slightly wet with raindrops.

An Luoxiya looked down in the eyes of God, and then snapped her fingers, causing water droplets to float out of her long hair and fly out along the car window.

"After you came to the Mortal Realm, why didn't you cover yourself with holy light?" An Luoxia asked.

At the beginning, she got some results from asking the fallen angels for information. She knew that when Seraphim met and attended the celebration, God would usually cover the appearance with holy light, and rarely appeared in real body.

"I don't like being stared at by many angels, so I shroud it with holy light. It's unnecessary now." God said.

After coming to the Mortal Realm, he usually directly ignores those creatures subconsciously.

God paused for a moment, then asked slightly puzzled, "Do you want to see it?"

As he spoke, a faint light appeared on Jehovah's fingertips. The light was extremely beautiful, as if it was flowing and jumping anytime and anywhere. It was bright but not dazzling.

An Luoxiya reached out her hand curiously to touch the charming light, a sharp tingling pain came immediately, and she quickly withdrew her fingertips.

She looked down, and there was a piece of flesh missing from her index finger as if it had been corroded and purified, and blood was slowly overflowing.

The devil is born with a strong self-healing ability. This kind of small wound can heal within a few seconds of normal injury. An Luoxiya waited for a few seconds and found that the wound could not heal, and there was a tendency to expand slowly.

God frowned slightly, then loosened it a second later, and said, "Heal."

Yahweh bowed his head, lightly clenched the holy light in his palm, and opened it again after a few seconds, the pale light became lighter again.

"Now you can touch it." God said calmly.

The lesson just now came first, and An Luoxia hesitated to reach out and tap lightly, and only picked up the ball of light when she found that she was not injured.

"It's so beautiful. I thought Shengguang had always been as big as a real person, but I didn't expect to hold it in the palm of my hand." An Luoxia held it in both hands and said admiringly.

"You can control its size," said God.

The ball of light on the fingertips grew rapidly, and then enveloped the entire carriage, including himself and the God opposite.

Looking out from the holy light, I feel that everything in front of me is highlighted, extremely bright but blurry.

"Is it the same feeling when you look out after being shrouded in the holy light?" An Luoxia asked.

"No, I can see clearly," said God.

When light meets dark and shadowy demons, its lethality far exceeds that of demons with other power attributes.

Being in the holy light, I feel that my power is being suppressed and lost rapidly. This uncomfortable feeling is even worse than that in the Crystal Sky Cathedral.

"Take it back." An Luoxia said after satisfying her curiosity.

God withdrew the holy light, bowed his head and continued to read without speaking.

The rain beat the leaves outside the window, and the sound of pattering rain continued.

An Luoxiya looked out the window for a while, and suddenly said, "Just now I was lying on the bed with my eyes closed, and suddenly felt that this behavior was stupid."

"So sleep?" God said.

"Will you protect me?" An Luoxia asked.

"Yes." God said gently.

"I want to try." An Luoxia said with a smile.

She is now sitting on a high-backed chair by the window, which is not suitable for sleeping, but there is a lot of space inside the carriage, and there is a sofa to lie down on.

An Luoxia lay on her side on the sofa, put her hands together under her head, and closed her eyes.

Seeing her like this, God calmly said, "There is a bedroom in the carriage, don't sleep here."

……

An Luoxia wanted to be next to God, so she remained motionless as if she didn't hear this sentence, breathing evenly as if she was asleep.

"The bedroom is more comfortable than here," God said again.

……

Still no response, God looked at her quietly for a few seconds, with a flash of helplessness, bowed his head and stopped talking.