Chapter 292 Chapter 292 Ants, Prepare to Bear the Wrath of the Gods...
There is no need to be afraid anymore.
Daryl lowered his eyes, his power no longer under his control.
Little Milo was awakened in an instant.
The little cub looked up.
He looked at Daryl with confusion.
What's wrong? What's wrong?
What happened?
Why did the earth shake suddenly?
The little cub was just immersed in a sweet dream.
If you don't pay attention, everything around you will change.
What is going on?
Wasn't everything fine before?
Where is dad?
Where is his father?
Little Milo subconsciously looked up in Daryl's direction.
But Daryl looked very creepy at the moment.
The god's pale skin slowly cracked into fine lines like broken clay, and blood slowly seeped through the fine lines.
The pitch-black shark tail began to shed scales as the little guy looked at it in confusion.
At this moment, he was like a person whose body could no longer support the underwater pressure and began to condense into a ball of blood mist from one point.
What's wrong?
What's going on?
Milo reacted with a start, raised his hand anxiously, and tried to hold down the scales that fell from Daryl's body.
Daddy... Daddy!!
He tried hard to speak, but no words came out.
Big tears rolled down and turned into beautiful pearls.
The little cub frantically moved towards Daryl.
Dad... woooo, Dad, what should I do?
Dad, what's wrong with you?
"……ah……"
Milo made a very soft sound while crying uncomfortably.
But because the surrounding sea water was "boiling" due to Daryl's power, no one could hear this sound.
Milo just felt his throat aching again.
And Daryl held up the little cub.
The voice was very soft, connecting to the dark night outside.
——Take good care of this little guy.
He has some important things to do now.
"Why are you crying?"
Daryl threw this sentence to An Ye, raised his hand, and rubbed the little cub's eyes, which were red from crying, with his fingertips.
"It's nothing serious, just a little scary at best—can you wait for Dad outside for a while?"
Daryl himself was a little unhappy that the cubs saw him in this state.
Originally in his plan, the cub would not see him like this.
He will quickly overcome the period of power backlash and collapse, grow flesh and scales again, and then return to the human world with his cubs.
Such a scene is still very scary.
Daryl knew it.
Milo was too young to be exposed to any of this.
Milo was still crying and shook his head wildly after hearing what Daryl said.
No—don’t.
Milo, don't go.
But it is obvious that the fall of the big patriarch that they rely on is a huge psychological trauma for the cubs.
The cub, who had just placed his reliance on Daryl, was trembling.
The little hands clung tightly to Daryl.
He wanted to do something, but sadly found that he could do nothing.
I could only cry out of anxiety.
Daryl looked at the cub again.
He reached out and gently touched the top of the cub's head.
"instant."
He said it softly.
The next moment, the cub that was clinging to Daryl disappeared.
no way--
Daryl only showed signs of fatigue at this moment. His body leaned against the backrest and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Even if I want to coax her, I can’t do it now.
Daryl thought to himself.
There was no time, he had things to do.
Finish it quickly, come back quickly, and coax the baby quickly.
The steps are divided into several steps.
Daryl moved quickly.
"Can you hear me?"
The rules of this world.
The world consciousness looked at Daryl silently.
Looking at the twelve main gods it had chosen, its power was on the verge of collapse again.
The flesh and blood took away his strength, but his divinity remained undiminished.
He sent down oracles and tried to go against the rules.
"I'm going there."
He's going to that place.
The world consciousness has actually known for a long time that Little Milo is a trouble.
After all, as the world consciousness, it couldn't help but feel soft-hearted for Milo when it saw him.
And it was obvious that Milo had lived a miserable life in the past.
The situation is similar when it comes to the twelve main gods it has chosen.
It just came a little faster than it imagined.
It had clearly recommended Daryl, the God of Destruction, who was more suitable, powerful, but unwilling to meddle in other people's affairs, to the lamb.
This guy has been dormant in the depths of the sea for countless years.
He has no interest in anything in the world.
But it only took a few days.
He treated the cub until his strength reached the brink of collapse, and then he snatched the ocean mirror and tried to forcibly check the cub's past.
This is a very bad thing.
The world consciousness of this world is undoubtedly and unquestionably a gentleman.
It pays attention to the development of the world and drives the world forward.
But it also gives a lot of autonomy to its creations.
From gods to other ordinary races.
So we have the world we have today - while magic is prevalent, science is developing rapidly.
The rail bridges that shuttle between high cliffs and the huge roads built across the ocean, this is an era where you can change everything if you have a dream.
So the retro magic carriage and the speeding train can go hand in hand.
And the world consciousness that develops in a low-key manner and corrects things from time to time is not very willing to care about the affairs of other worlds.
——Do you want to go to that world?
The gods said, "Go to that world."
—Must I go? That is all in the past.
The god replied, "You must go."
The world consciousness was silent for a moment.
It also thought of the poor cub rolling around in the small basin, crying and clutching its throat tightly.
ah……
Then go ahead.
The world consciousness of the magical world actively began to search for nearby worlds.
He found that chaotic world and experienced the pattern. This world was on the verge of collapse. The world consciousness of that world had become hazy. Everything seemed to have gone crazy and could not be pulled back.
Rebirth, time travel, pollution, disease.
It's the end of the world outside. The high walls can block the walking dead, but they can't block the pollution.
Countless races are on the verge of destruction.
The mermaid race is even fewer in number.
The world consciousness of the magical world searched carefully, and finally caught the world consciousness of Milo's original world - and gave it a big slap.
Hazy and crazy consciousness from another world:?
The magical world consciousness gracefully withdrew its hand: "Passage."
“????”
"Connect me to your side of the channel."
The elegant gentleman is very doting on his creation.
Even though these children often fight and dislike each other, there are many times when they dislike each other.
But that doesn't prevent the world from liking them.
But it's different from this chaos.
The magical world consciousness thought - Daryl can handle other things.
All problems can be solved directly.
The consciousness of the magical world tore a hole in others.
This probably means having a gentleman's face but doing rogue things.
Daryl, who was on the verge of collapse, seemed to realize something.
The next moment.
With the powerful force of the oracle, Daryl disappeared from the spot.
Another world.
"What bad luck."
My adoptive father has been searching everywhere for the past few days.
"Could it be possible that he really escaped?"
"How could he escape? We couldn't even find him!"
The foster mother frowned.
"I remember we got a new batch of pearls, and while we were waiting for the next batch... the doors and windows were all working fine, but he disappeared."
"Someone must have been jealous of the pearl's luster and the good price we could get from it, so they found out where Milo was and helped him escape. Damn it."
The adoptive father clenched his fists in anger.
"He actually dared to run away. He'd better pray that I don't find him. This time I will break his tail and both his hands -"
"Yeah, he just needs to cry every day."
The adoptive mother spoke without much humanity.
"Isn't it good enough to have everything provided for you? He doesn't even notice how many other kids out there can live the same life as him! Husband, what should we do?"
“biubiubiu——”
On the other side, a cub about three or four years old was holding a toy gun in his hand.
He fired at the surroundings and kicked over a stool in frustration.
"Mom, mom, where's Milo? I can't even aim! My aim is going down!"
"Don't worry, Mom will definitely catch Milo back. As long as we go to see those people selling pearls in the market-"
As the family of three spoke, they cursed and kicked over the small basin where Milo was originally sitting.
The seawater in the basin was a bit turbid, so I didn't pay much attention to it at first glance.
But the next second.
Just after uttering the harsh words and deciding how to get Milo back, the family of three, who had completely become pearl-producing machines, were suddenly lifted into the air by an invisible force.
who?
Who is it?
The tightening force made their breathing stop.
He couldn't even make a sound to cry for help, and could only struggle in mid-air, kicking his legs and looking around in panic.
Not far from them.
A thick black fog slowly approached.
Little by little, a hole was torn in the space.
The hole was being torn apart and pulled open bit by bit.
A pair of bloody hands suddenly stretched out from the gap.
Then there was a pair of scarlet eyes that were extremely terrifying in the darkness.
This is far more terrifying than the monsters at the end of the world.
Who is it?!
Who is this? !
What happened?
"Ant."
The god spoke, and this time, Daryl had no intention of restraining himself at all. The power of the god fell, and it was a complete dimensionality reduction attack on his adoptive parents' family who had no magic.
With every word they heard, their insides felt like they were being grabbed and twisted by invisible hands.
"It really took a lot of effort to find you."
“Ahhhhhh—”
Finally, they could make a sound.
Cries of terror and pain echoed one after another in this space.
"Who? Who is it? Are you a mutant? We didn't provoke you, we—"
The three of them were explaining in a panic, feeling extremely terrified.
“Don’t you understand where you went wrong?”
But the god laughed.
But he still didn't smile very satisfied.
"Have you thought about how you will bear the consequences of angering the gods?"
Have you figured out how to bear the wrath of God?
Daryl narrowed his eyes and looked at the villain in front of him.
Just three ordinary guys.
The creature that he could crush with one finger tortured the cub for many years.
He has come here and is no longer an untouchable image in the ocean mirror. To God, they are indeed ants.
But it was too easy—
It's just death, it's too easy.
It’s really—displeasing to God!
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