The God of Anger

part 86's

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"Do you feel it Radehs?" Hanzjoe asked him.

"I feel a strange premonition" Radehs replied.

"Let's see what we find in this world" Hanzjoe said.

"Are you sure we're going through the world one by one looking for the other demon gods?" Ask Radehs again while following Hanzjoe.

"This is the safest way for now, if we deploy the pawns, I doubt they can succeed in a short time especially with the expansion carried out by the angels in their patrols like plunging directly into various worlds, what is not the result is even the first war created" said Hanzjoe, he climbed the cliff in front of him.

"But this will definitely take years!" Radehs firmly climbed the cliff one by one.

"Don't complain or you'll slip!" Hanzjoe continued to climb.

"I'm getting sick of it, I feel like I want to let go of my anger!" Radehs.

But Radehs fell because his hand slipped by itself.

Radehs fell from a height of 15 meters and his head was crushed, bones separated with his flesh.

"What's just that much you're capable of, Don't-don't your life before is very spoiled!" Hanzjoe deliberately provoked emotions from Radehs.

But Radehs ignored him by generations and then got up and he jumped to the top of the hill.

And radehs was surprised that thousands of soldiers were in front of them under the opposite hill.

Radehs and Hanzjoe jumped right in front of them, all looking towards Radehs and Hanzjoe, one of them coming, his head like a cat but having no fur at all, various iron was placed on his body.

Not only was it a stick with big eyes clasped tightly in his arms.

Because of her huge body she had to look down at Radehs and Hanzjoe.

They looked at each other then the soldier immediately sniffed as if he was surprised. He took a few steps back looking in the direction of the others making signs.

Hanzjoe walks and Radehs just follows him.

There was no one to stand in their way as the entire army marched and paved the way for the two.

Their faces were strange, their skin was black and burly, none of them had used their bare hands to fight, all of them wielding sharp weapons but not swords, but axes or other terrifying weapons.

Their bodies range from 4 to 7 meters. Although it was daytime but their eyes were clearly bright red.

The voices from them sounded clear to the ordinary Hanzjoe and Radehs but if it was someone else, then surely they would shiver in horror hearing that.

Not only their voices, the sound of the armor touching each other was also clearly heard.

The more Hanzjoe and Radehs come to the fore the more bizarre their forms are.

"It's not wrong that they're all Zalzoulas!" Hanzjoe.

"Who are they?" Ask Radehs.

"One of the vanguard ranks of the demon army, they are on a level with the Rajhuas!" Hanzjoe.

"I don't know them" Radehs said.

"You didn't tell him?" Hanzjoe asked Retha.

"I'd rather if radehs knew that by itself than be told" Retha said in an insinuating tone to Hanzjoe who told radehs like a spoiled child.

But Hanzjoe didn't care about it. The more they passed, the brighter in front of them.

He looked at Radehs and Hanzjoe so that the atmosphere became awkward.

Then he stood up from his seat, on his head was a goat skull that was from up to the muzzle of the mouth. On his neck were 3 small skull heads that were the skulls of infants, on his arms full of talisman-like bracelets, and some on his body parts were black patterns. Some parts covered his chest, his body thin dry like a hungry pushy.

When he saw Hanzjoe and Radehs immediately realized that he was the golden God, the God of Lies.

"Why did you bother looking for me?" Said the woman.

"It's obvious because we want to know why you didn't get into Gedo, and deny us any trace of your whereabouts" Hanzjoe said.

"It's so stupid of you to bother looking for my uselessness!" Her words.

"I've never felt myself stupid under these circumstances, you've been unable to resist the fate you've accepted!" Hanzjoe.

"This is not fate, this is fate, if you ask my destiny, then my destiny is only death in loneliness" said the god of lies as he took a container and poured out his grave, strangely Hanzjoe did not know whose tomb it was because the god of lies invalidated Hanzjoe's knowledge ability.

"Whose tak is that?" Ask Radehs.

"He was the most precious person to me, though I made him suffer, but I loved him dearly, for he was willing to take care of me in his helplessness" said the deity in a sad tone.

"What do you mean by making him suffer is like he's willing to take care of that useless you?" Ask Radehs.

The god of lies nodded, he stroked the end of the tomb.

"So who is he?" Ask Hanzjoe.

"A wonderful old woman is more than anyone to me, even my parents have no equal to her" said the god of lies.

She was a little girl who when she was 3 years old she suddenly suffered from paralysis, parents who were busy working, brothers who rarely noticed her, only the grandmother who faithfully accompanied her, cleaned her body, and she was very happy, feeding food.

Worse yet the god of lies could not speak, he could only see and hear, every day he heard the complaints of the mother who was reluctant to take care of him while in the pinta by the grandmother.

On the other hand his brother reasoned to be busy with his daily life, the deity of lies could only shed tears while crying with his heart continuously wounded.

She tries to think positively because the grandmother always defends her family because they are busy also for the sake of the needs of her life.

But one day, somehow the ears of the god of lies suddenly became sharp, and he could hear a voice from outside his house, the sound of water flowing to various plants in front of his house.

The voice of the tired grandmother is full of struggle to care for plants that are still small and plants that have grown in pickings to be made a cooking ingredient.

Then a man came, he came to offer some plants that would be exchanged for a few kilos of rice.

"How is he healthy?" Ask the man.

"Yes he's fine, I keep looking at his health, but sometimes his body is hot and soon after improves again, it's strange that I would like to call someone who is an expert in health" Said the grandmother.

"Why don't you call him right now?" Ask the man.

"The thing is I don't have a cost" he said sadly.

"Isn't your family a person who earns enough"

"Right but they're reluctant to give a dime to my granddaughter on this one"

"So you've been financing her needs yourself"

"True, I tried my best even if it wasn't enough for him, I sold this little spice to cover my life"

The eyes of the god of lies were wide open to hear it. What the hell is all this to him, he really doesn't understand, why is this happening, why is he able to hear the conversation, he said, he screamed loudly in his heart even though he did not know what his voice was like because he made a single sound he could not.

Tears of blood came out from her pupils, tears of Suffering.