Chapter 294 Chapter 294 Dad is back, Yuyu gives the tail to...

What?

Daryl looked extremely terrifying at this moment.

The divine blood burst out from his body and dripped onto the ground.

The blood from the God of Destruction is not something that is easy to deal with, especially for this world.

The floor was stained with blood, and clumps of blood were like living things, constantly corroding downwards.

His face and body were covered with traces of embarrassment, but his face was unusually calm. His pair of lazy scarlet eyes emitted a rich red glow. Looking closely, his pupils stood up into a thin slit, giving him a strong sense of inhumanity.

He was looking coldly at everything around him.

At this moment, it was as if a large beast heard the call of its own cub, slightly opening and closing the mermaid's ear fins, trying to hear clearly the very faint sound.

“…Ah…Ah…Daddy…”

"Daddy...Milo...scared...wanting daddy..."

It was a familiar yet strange voice that seemed to penetrate the space.

It seemed that this sound was not only heard by Daryl, but also by the three twisted lumps on the ground.

The three groups began to twist wildly, as if they heard some terrifying noise.

The head of the family was completely confused.

Was that Milo's voice just now?

The cub is crying, the cub is whimpering.

The cub's crying consciousness in both worlds was trembling.

"Dad—Dad—"

The other world consciousness, which was originally preparing to make the magical world consciousness and Daryl feel uncomfortable when they left, fell silent. It had already split into countless world consciousnesses, and the world consciousness of this world had countless voices.

Some were screaming, some were roaring, some were shouting in despair to kill everyone, but some still had some sane consciousness to restrain all of this.

Then when the gap opened, he threw Daryl in quite fiercely.

Go away, don’t come back!

If you can't afford to offend, why not hide away? Take your father's world consciousness and go back to your magical world! ! !

The magic world consciousness only assessed the current situation at this time. Daryl's condition was actually suppressed, and his body, which was about to collapse, gradually stabilized. This was something the magic world consciousness had not expected. Of course, this was not a problem for it. After all, compared with the world full of loopholes around it, this person's achievements could be called great. The only thing was that the power of the dark side was somewhat out of control, and there was no way to make up for such a small flaw. Fortunately, the powerful God of Light Avid understood the importance of the balance between light and darkness, and even if they disliked the other side, they still tolerated it.

So at least in the tens of millions of years that this world continues to evolve, this place will not collapse, and now, that hidden danger seems to be eliminated.

The consciousness of the magical world vaguely sensed something, but in the end it just elegantly chose the landing site.

The gentleman put on his gloves again and handed Daryl a gem that was not found in the ocean.

This is a belated gift for the little guy.

It's no longer just about allowing him to stay here for the rest of his life, but also about acceptance, love, and letting the power of the world open its doors to the cub -

No one loves you?

It doesn't matter.

A new life is just beginning.

The consciousness of the magical world still felt a little regretful that it was driven out too early and did not give those three guys a few more kicks.

What a pity!

"No, wait a moment."

Daryl felt where the magical world consciousness was preparing to send him.

The cub's voice penetrated, eagerly expecting and calling.

World consciousness has decided to respond to such expectations.

but--

Daryl looked at his current miserable state.

"I landed myself."

He planned to find a place nearby, tidy himself up a bit, and then go see the little guy.

The little guy must have been quite frightened by him.

but--

But did he really speak?

Daryl found it difficult to explain the emotions that were running through his mind.

This was his purpose, but all his intentions and plans were to find the little guy's psychological trauma, or some physical defects that he could not detect, and on this basis, solve the problem.

Before this, Daryl had always naturally assumed that everything had to be handled from that world.

Of course, I had no intention of descending into that space at first, but as I watched, I became more and more angry and could no longer contain myself.

But - the cub knew nothing, but still struggled, and hoarsely called out to him from that fragile little life.

Finally, a ball of warm light came softly into the pure darkness, easing the boundless coldness a little.

Daryl raised his hand and pressed it to his heart - what did it feel like?

What does it feel like?

Ever since little Milo arrived, everything seemed like an overly beautiful dream.

Yes, beautiful.

For the first time, Daryl, the God of Destruction, realized that these two words really existed in the world.

On the other side, the cub was still crying.

Although Bodong didn't have any feelings for Daryl's cubs, and even felt a little repulsed, he wanted to avoid having anything to do with Daryl, the troublemaker.

But the gods always have compassion.

That’s why there are still so many miracles in the world.

Looking at the little guy crying pitifully, with his thin and small body and a handful of brightly colored pearls in his little hands, he wanted him to help Daryl.

From afar, the young man's voice was heard coming from the garden gate - "Father God? What happened? Is Milo crying? What happened to him? Father God, why are you stopping me?"

Of course I have to stop you. If I don’t stop you, I think you will want to give the Temple of Poseidon to this brat.

Bodong looked at it for a long time and sighed deeply.

"I can help Daryl, please stop crying."

As one of the twelve main gods, and a god of the sea with deep faith and in a bright and upright position, Pordon can call upon a lot of divine power.

Although it is a bit troublesome to help a main god whose body is collapsing, it is not impossible.

"Let's go."

Bodong stretched out his hand, and a sea scepter fell into his palm. He lowered the scepter in his hand, and a small bubble wrapped around the cub. Bodong turned his head and looked at the priest behind him.

"Keep an eye on Lan."

Then, he sensed Daryl's direction, and a huge magic circle spread out under his feet.

Halfway through, he sighed in confusion.

——It seems like something is not right.

Daryl was not far away from him, and his overall aura was not that of collapse, and was even calmer than before.

What's going on?

Bodong really couldn't understand.

The main thing is, if Daryl was okay, why would he make this little guy suffer so miserably and make people feel so distressed?

Just to make this little cub talk?

This shouldn't be done, right?

It's a bit too much indeed.

Bodong thought, having already located Daryl's direction.

The magic circle lit up, pulling Bodong and the cub to where Daryl was in an instant.

Daryl had just landed, and the blood on his body dissipated a little under the washing of the sea water, and it looked like a blood mist wrapped around him.

Tidy yourself up, tidy yourself up quickly.

Daryl was also anxious.

The little guy cried miserably.

Daryl heard it.

But when he sent the cub away, hadn't he told the Yaksha Fish Tribe and other tribes about it? How did he still let him escape?

And crying so miserably?

At this moment, Anye followed the little cub to the Temple of Poseidon, but did not dare to break through the defense line easily. He shivered and coughed twice. The magical power outside was still too uncomfortable for them, the dark race.

His little prince—when will you come out?

This was the scene that the little cub and Bodong saw when they arrived.

Daryl was covered in blood and looked miserable.

The mermaid tail disappeared and turned into long legs, and the long black hair swayed behind him with the flow of water. He did not look like one of the orthodox Twelve Gods, but rather some kind of evil god that had descended to the world.

When Bodong saw him like this, he felt a little uneasy.

Daryl rarely shows such an aggressive look. Even when he had a falling out with the God of Light Arvid, he was not so ferocious.

This is clearly a sign of rage—

And now we don’t know whether the other party has lost control, or whether something unexpected has happened to the Godhead of Destruction.

Bodong cautiously pulled the little mermaid behind him and waited until he could see Daryl's condition clearly before making any decision.

But the little mermaid in the bubble was clinging to the bubble with her little hands, her eyes red from crying, and she was looking outside, almost at the moment she saw Daryl's face clearly.

A small cannonball was launched from the bubble.

He ran headfirst into Daryl's arms.

"Woo-woo-woo-daddy-daddy-"

His voice was dry and hoarse.

Because we haven't spoken for a long time, our words are still unfamiliar and vague.

Childish and heartbreaking.

"Dad—Milo is scared—Dad, what's wrong with you—Dad—Milo—Milo let someone—show Dad."

He went to find someone.

Milo is trying to save his dad.

The little cub was indeed frightened by Daryl's blood and was trembling all over.

Before Daryl had time to tidy himself up, a cub was suddenly held in his arms. He subconsciously patted the cub on the back.

"It's okay, Daddy is okay, Yuyu, can you speak now?"

Daryl looked at Xiaoyu left and right, thinking about the distance between the Temple of Destruction and the Temple of Poseidon, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Yuyu, how did you get here?"

"The fish swam over here."

The little guy was successfully misled by the way his head was addressed, and his little pink tail, which had been cramped before, was still twitching from time to time.

Daryl's face turned sour in an instant.

Swim over here?!

Are you kidding me?

He's so small, how far is it? What are those guys doing? How could they let him swim over here by himself?

Not to mention his fear of giant fish and the deep sea.

When he swam before, he always swam with the cub beside him, and this finally made him feel less nervous.

But the little cub looked down at this moment. When it saw the disappearing shark tail, the cub froze and then whimpered: "Daddy, Daddy - the tail... is gone, Daddy... the tail is dead -"

Daryl: ...

The little one waved his pink tail, lowered his head, and cried, "Daddy... Yu Yu's tail... is for Daddy."

It’s okay, Dad, don’t feel inferior. You can give Yu Yu’s tail to Dad.

He really loves it.

But wait, don’t fall in love yet.

Daryl: That's not necessary.

Daryl rummaged around in the magic space and pulled out a small bag.

"Fish, look."

Full of pearls.

Xiaoyu couldn't react and looked at Daryl hazily with tears in her eyes.

"And these—"

Daryl brought back the small basin where Xiaoyu used to live, some furniture in that house that Xiaoyu would find familiar, and anything that had some use value - of course, these were not for use, but to serve as proof for Xiaoyu.

Proof that the bag contained pearls brought back from Xiaoyu's adoptive parents' home.

"Dad brought back all the tears that the bad guys took from Yuyu."