Chapter 282 Chapter 282 Father God, You Don’t Understand Him at All…

The world is shimmering, opening its arms to the little fish.

It seems cold and hard, but it is actually surprisingly gentle and soft.

It was like Daryl floating on his back on the water, quietly holding up the little pink guy.

He completely let the little mermaid lie on him, stretching out her little hands to reach the sky.

The dark clouds were gradually dissipating, and the light of a magic circle could be vaguely seen on the horizon.

Daryl glanced at the magic circles and let out a light "tsk" sound.

"Okay, are you done?"

He said, sinking with the little guy.

The little fish had just seen a magnificent sight it had never seen before. Its light blue eyes were shining brightly, staring straight at people, like a blue gem floating on the shallow sea beach.

He was still huddled in front of the head of the family, reluctant to leave.

His swimming posture was a little awkward, like a newborn dolphin, holding the hand of its head, swimming closely beside the dark mermaid.

The little pink tail was wagging rapidly.

You can see that he was trying very hard to wag his tail, his eyes were shining, and he raised his hands to try to gesture to the head of the family.

But the head of the family did not look here. He looked forward lightly and swam to another area with the cub.

They swam across the sea above where the mermaids lived.

The mermaids below were coming and going, and when they saw the black mermaid above their heads, they subconsciously became alert and horrified.

The little cub shrank even closer to Daryl with a little worry. Seeing that he was just holding his hand and never spoke, the little cub became a little anxious and shook the hand that was holding the head's hand vigorously.

Daryl only then realized what was happening.

He looked at the little mermaid beside him and muttered to himself - it's really troublesome not being able to speak.

He didn't usually check other people's thoughts and ideas at all times, and no one in this world was worth his energy.

But it's different now.

The silent little fellow didn't notice anything, and no one knew what he was thinking. He stared at him with his eyes red again.

It’s like saying - didn’t we agree that you would just give me a small place to live?

You brought me here, do you want to send me away?

Okay, I’m going to cry again.

Where do all these tears come from?

What kind of crybaby is this?

Daryl twitched the corners of his mouth expressionlessly.

"I'll take you to the Sea God Temple. We're just passing by here."

Not to abandon you.

The dark mermaid turned slightly sideways. He was holding the little cub with one hand. Now he turned sideways and supported the cub's body with the other hand. He swung his tail and used the force to pull the little mermaid over far away.

The emotion came and went quickly.

The weather cleared up and the visibility on the seabed increased instantly. Although it was still pitch black and deep blue in the distance and he couldn't see what was on the other side, and he felt a fear of being sucked in, the little fish didn't feel so scared at this moment.

Because he was being led along, his little body was pressed close to the head of the family, like a real little fish.

And when I heard that Daryl didn't mean to abandon me.

The cub's eyes lit up instantly.

Especially since I just took a roller coaster.

This made the cubs, who had never swum freely and at such a fast speed, very excited.

The little tail kept wagging - do it again and again!

Oh, you said you want to do it again?

Daryl was swimming sideways with the little guy forward, too lazy to use magic. From this angle, he could see all the expressions and reactions on the cub's face. At this moment, the god was still lazy and casual, and very principled.

He didn't want to spoil the child—

But the next moment the little cub tentatively took his hand and shook it gently.

Her eyes were bright and she looked at him obediently. Her pink hair was slightly curled like seaweed. She was really cute and obedient.

Tsk——

Daryl hesitated only for a moment, then swung his tail vigorously—

The water flowed across his cheeks and he accelerated instantly.

The cub's eyes lit up with joy, and its little tail swung vigorously, trying to stick to him regardless of whether it was exerting any effort or not.

——Why are you so happy?

Just swimming, right?

And at this moment, there is a race of mermaids living below.

Security responses at all levels are prepared one by one.

"What's going on now? Did you just observe Daryl, the God of Destruction?"

The patrol captain of the mermaid tribe came quickly.

"Yes."

The patrolling mermaid hesitated for a moment.

"The God of Destruction just swam over our race, seemingly heading for the Temple of Poseidon, and also—"

He seemed to remember something and scratched his head in confusion.

"what else?"

The patrol leader looked over, frowned, and spoke sternly.

"Don't be so hesitant. Don't you know how significant the appearance of the God of Destruction is to us?"

Although the mermaid race has no bad relationship with the God of Destruction, one should know from the authority of the twelve main gods that this is not an easy relationship to deal with. Moreover, if the gods want to do something, races like them are like ants and have no ability to resist at all.

"yes!"

The patrolling mermaid shuddered and immediately responded seriously.

"We all seemed to see Daryl, the God of Destruction, swimming past with a mermaid cub, probably about four or five years old. But strangely, it seemed to be a pink mermaid."

What are you bringing?

Isn't that normal?

Although they avoid the God of Destruction, he actually has quite a few subordinates.

So with a little mermaid...

What?

"What did you say????"

The twelve main gods will feel something when their names are mentioned.

This is how believers usually become devout over time.

So along the way, Daryl could feel his name being mentioned constantly, to the point that he felt a little annoyed.

He finally made a decisive move. Although the Temple of Poseidon was not far away, many races' pursuit of the Poseidon forced them to get as close to the Temple of Poseidon as possible. To get there, they had to pass by the gathering places of several races.

He stretched out his hand, squinted his eyes, and whispered softly - "Jump."

A magic circle suddenly lit up beneath him, and the next moment, before the little cub could react and play enough, he arrived at a crystal glazed palace.

There are luxurious jewels everywhere, but also many huge skulls and teeth of prey.

There is a hint of ferocity in the luxury.

"Darryl."

A dissatisfied voice was heard.

"What do you want to do?"

Just a moment.

A tall man in a blue robe appeared in front of him.

Poseidon.

He controls the oceans of the entire magical world, and now all ships rely on his protection.

At this moment, Bodong's face was very dark, and he looked at Daryl with an unfriendly expression.

The relationship between the twelve main gods is very subtle. They may complement each other or they may counteract each other.

They all belong to the main god position, but there are differences in power and authority. Authority is divided into two categories, one is positive and upward, and the other is negative and downward.

Led by the God of Light and including the God of the Sea, most of the main gods belong to positive authority, while headed by the God of Destruction, there are several other main gods who represent desire and indulgence.

Today, when the entire magical world is thriving, even the emerging scientific gods have possessed very strong power, and most of these negative gods have retreated, like Daryl.

His godhead is incomplete, but he is the leader of the dark camp. He once caused trouble on his own, but later he didn't know how to explain it to the God of Light, and finally retired here.

As a neighbor, Bodong himself did not like the main god whose fighting power was opposite to his, but after all, they were mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, so things would not get too ugly. In most cases, he just spoke in a bad tone.

"Come visit."

Daryl said casually as he picked up the dizzy little mermaid.

Milo reacted, blinked his big eyes, looked at the strange man in front of him, and subconsciously shrank behind his head.

But the palace in front of him was so luxurious that he couldn't help but look at everything around him with curious eyes.

Daryl curled his lips at first, seeing the inexperienced look, then thought of the place where he lived huddled up. He didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but at this moment he actually felt a little bit suffocated?

This is so strange and weird.

"Is this the mermaid you picked up?"

Bodong had no intention of reminiscing with Daryl.

He looked at the little mermaid with a little surprise.

Indeed, this color is so rare. In today's world where survival of races is not very favorable, individuals of this color are basically impossible to be born and will be eliminated by nature.

But I have to say, she does look good.

Bodong has a child.

This was certainly not a child born from another race. He had accidentally found a ray of ocean consciousness and discovered that it was very similar to his own original magical power. That power was attached to him and gentle, so Bodong poured his blood into that power, and finally a little baby was born.

It can be said that this is the child of Poseidon and the sea.

He is the true second generation of gods in this world.

Therefore, when it comes to cubs, the sea god Pontus is more tolerant than other gods.

His expression softened slightly when he saw that Daryl was visiting with the cub.

"Are you here to check on this cub? Didn't I tell you? I checked with the mermaid tribe and didn't find any families that had lost cubs."

"No rush."

Daryl looked at Poseidon thoughtfully.

"Let's go and talk in your palace."

Then he nudged the cub again.

"The adults are talking about things, and the children are playing by themselves."

He looked towards Bodon's garden.

"There are lots of good things in the garden over there, just pick whatever you want."

"Just pick anything?! Daryl, it looks to me like you want to start a fight!"

Bodong was so angry that he stared at Daryl with wide eyes.

But he still instructed the priest to take the cub to play in the garden.

Milo was a little anxious about leaving the people he was familiar with.

He opened his eyes wide and looked for a few times, then finally swam along twice.

But before the two gods could enter the palace.

The pink little mermaid rushed into Daryl's arms like a firecracker.

"What's wrong?"

Daryl looked down at the little guy, and saw that the little guy was trying hard to nod down there, and his pair of light blue eyes were staring at him.

The meaning seems to be - I'll be waiting for you here, you should come and pick me up early.

Daryl was really very smooth and touched the little fish's head.

"Go ahead, Fishy."

Okay.

Only then did Milo wag his tail and follow.

Daryl looked up and met Bodong's complicated eyes.

Daryl didn't treat Bodong as kindly as he did Xiaoyu.

He pulled the corners of his lips into a cold smile.

"Why? You want me to pat your head too?"

"I think you should think more before you say that."

Bodong's face darkened.

"Your words not only disgust me, but also disgust you."

Never mind.

So what?

It's enough to disgust you.

What else do you care about?

Daryl looked nonchalant.

He rubbed his fingertips unconsciously twice.

He suddenly said, "You have a cub too. Is your cub also so soft?"

"Ha, my cub? My cub is the little prince of the entire sea... No, what do you mean my cub is so soft? What do you mean? Are you planning to raise him yourself?"

Bodong looked at this calm guy, and his mind was full of questions: Are you sick?

"Are you jealous?"

Daryl looked at him.

"Jealous?"

Bodong: ...

"Get lost! I have my own baby that I've raised for years, and you just picked up a cub today. Given your surroundings, it might die in a few days. Why are you so proud?"

"I'd rather kill you and occupy this place than let him die."

…

Damn, listen to what this bastard is saying, is it human language?

The two gods floating in the water have disappeared.

The priest who witnessed the fight between the two main gods also looked worriedly in the direction of the temple and then left.

Little Milo came to the garden.

The priest who led the way was a little worried.

No matter what, even if the other party is just an ordinary little mermaid, this is also the cub that Daryl, the God of Destruction, personally carries with him.

He was originally worried about whether it would be difficult to get along with others.

But the little guy was quiet the whole time, swimming obediently behind him. When they arrived at the place, he found a rock on the seabed and sat on it, and waved at him obediently.

This is to say goodbye to him, meaning that he can go and do his own thing, and he will wait here for his parents to pick him up.

The priest was stunned.

He nodded subconsciously and said, "If there is anything, you can call me anytime."

He handed over a conch.

The little cub subconsciously took it in his hand.

The priest left quickly.

The cub sat at the highest point of the entire garden, ensuring that when everyone grew up, they would be the first to see him.

The pink fish tail swayed again and again. He just looked at the gorgeous scene around him curiously, without any envy or yearning.

Not long.

"Your Highness Lan."

There was a sound outside the door.

"It's best not to come to the garden yet."

Another childish and gentle voice came with a hint of smile.

"It doesn't matter. Father God said that nothing will be affected."

Milo turned his gaze away.

He looked towards the garden entrance.

A young boy in a Gothic suit walked in. He looked no more than five or six years old.

With a smile, the same clear blue eyes instantly noticed that there was someone different in the garden.

The little mermaid blinked at him and wagged her tail.

Lan also opened her eyes wide, a little surprised: "Pink."

It was also the first time that Lan saw a mermaid of this color, and she looked too cute and beautiful.

He was very curious.

He waved to the servants following behind him, and the next moment, he landed lightly beside the little mermaid and sat down on the big rock.

"Hello."

The young boy was very polite, naive and gentle. At such a young age, he seemed to possess the tolerance and breadth of the ocean. When you got closer, you could see that they both had light blue eyes, but Lan's were a little deeper, as if engraved with some symbols.

"Where are you from? Which merman race are you from? I have never seen you before, nor have I seen a race like yours. Let me introduce myself. My name is Lan, and my father is the owner of this palace."

Milo subconsciously shrank back, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the hall, indicating that he was waiting for someone.

"It's okay. My father's communication with the God of Destruction will probably last for a while."

The boy, who is as vast as the sea, seems to have a strong curiosity.

"How old are you? You seem a little thin—"

He continued asking, and finally the little mermaid raised her hand, pointed to her throat, and waved her hand.

The little guy was well-behaved and looked at him without a trace of impurities in his eyes.

For a moment, Lan's voice was stuck.

The serving priest was certain that in the previous moment, the little prince, who was usually gentle and had no major emotional fluctuations, was a little at a loss for a moment, and his enthusiastic mood also dropped.

"You, you can't speak? I'm sorry, I don't know-"

He just seldom saw other cubs of his age, and the courses he studied were very rigorous, so he was curious and inquisitive about the arrival of the little mermaid.

I didn't expect this.

Ah...how could he do this.

He didn't even ask about the basic situation, but just came up and talked nonsense. This beautiful little mermaid must have had a bad impression of him, right?

This is definitely not a way to make friends.

You know, there is no one in this world who can be friends with the Lord God's children yet. Now it seems that there is only one cub, Little Milo, who was picked up by the God of Destruction.

Lan's mood instantly dropped.

He wanted to find an excuse to leave.

But Milo looked at Lan's appearance, he blinked his eyes, rubbed his eyes gently, and a round pearl appeared in his palm.

Milo grabbed his coattails.

"Is there anything else I can help you with, young sir?"

Lan turned his head.

Looking at the beautiful pearl in Milo's hand.

Milo held it out to him.

Lan's expression was a little strange for a moment.

"Is it for me?"

The cub nodded.

He placed the pearl into his hand.

Lan looked at that face again, and the tips of his ears turned red in an instant.

He, he is so gentle.

He would also give him pearls.

Why is he so nice?

At this moment, a loud noise was heard in the palace.

Daryl swam out of Poseidon's palace.

Then came Bodong's exasperated voice.

"Darryl, you're robbing me!"

Although he said so, he didn't chase after him. It seemed that he just vented his anger and then tacitly approved of his behavior.

Daryl didn't care, as he immediately saw his little pink cub sitting on the rock.

He was also thinking - this little thing has so many comfortable places to go, why does it have to fight with these stones?

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Thinking of this, he shook his head, swam forward, took the cub's hand, and without even looking at the cub standing beside him, he wagged his tail and swam away in an instant.

Okay, now we have the stuff, let’s go back.

This way, the little guy wouldn't feel like he was going to abandon him when he was outside, and would look aggrieved and want to cry in front of him.

Palace of Poseidon.

Lan walked in slowly.

Bodong was very angry and was walking back and forth in the palace.

Seeing him, he subconsciously stopped and slowed down his voice.

"Lan, I heard you went to the garden? Did you see the mermaid cub?"

Lan nodded slightly.

"Father, I saw it. Indeed, I have never seen a pink mermaid before."

"That's right. Daryl came here just for this matter. I don't know what he wants to do. He insisted on taking the ocean mirror to see what the little guy was like before. If you ask me, since he found it anyway, why not just keep it like this? It's really a robbery - I guess the cubs he raised will be like that. Don't let him lead you astray."

This is the child he has carefully raised for several years.

Lan blinked and touched the round little pearl in his pocket.

But, but——

"Father God, you haven't even understood him, so it's better not to say that, right?"

Bodong:?

Who? What? What do you know?

Lan said nothing more, but he lowered his head and thought for a moment.

I couldn't help but touch the pearl again.

He also gave him pearls.

He is obviously a very good little mermaid.

*

Daryl returned quickly with the cub.

To be honest, they didn't stay outside for too long, and they returned to the small area of ​​the underwater abyss.

Sitting on the wide rock again, Daryl watched the already somewhat tired cub find the small place he had arranged for himself and prepare to curl up and sleep.

Daryl paused briefly.

I thought about the conditions under which the sea god Bodong raised his cubs, and then looked at the conditions under which my own family raised their cubs.

Daryl strangely felt a guilty sense of comparison.

It seemed like he had to tidy up the place he lived in a little bit, although he could do whatever he wanted, but the little fish boy was a weak little mermaid.

Now--

He reached out and picked up the little fish.

Under the confused gaze of the fish cub, he took out a soft cushion from the space magic, placed it on the stone, and then put the fish on it.

Little Milo's pink tail curled up on it, his big eyes looked around, and felt the softness of the cushion again. The little pink cannon moved again, wagging its tail and rushing out, hugging Daryl's neck.

This time he seemed to be a little more relaxed. Since he was a mermaid, swimming was an instinct. After adapting to the water for a period of time, the little mermaid's swimming skills had obviously improved a lot.

Finally, the little guy happily retreated into his little cushion, with the rustling coral that Daryl gave him to entertain him next to him.

Soon, those pale blue eyes closed – cushions, toys, Milo was the happiest little fish in the world!

Daryl then raised his hand thoughtfully, and the light gathered, and he summoned a silver-white mirror.

This is the Ocean Mirror, a magical artifact that had been sleeping on the bottom of the sea and was finally obtained by the sea god Pontos. As long as some substances from the ocean race are given, the past of this ocean race can be understood.

Limited to marine life under the cover of the sea.

Daryl had no intention of sending the cub away since he had already raised it.

I didn't bring the cub with me to ask for it back because I was worried that the cub would know the purpose of the mirror and think that I was looking for a family for him, and he would cry if I sent him away.

In fact—

Daryl thought about the cub's intact throat.

Milo's voice loss was obviously acquired, and for some reason he couldn't speak.

Look into the past, maybe there will be a solution.