People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

The aura emanating from the God of Destruction became more and more terrifying. Although the Goddess of Life also had a certain desire for this kind of power, she trembled for no reason when she saw the God of Destruction's appearance at this time.

As the God of Destruction's first wife, she clearly sensed that the God of Destruction was not quite right, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. Now the God of Destruction gave her the feeling that he was a bit like the Dragon God many years ago, with a hint of madness in his eyes, as if he could go crazy at any time.

The God of Destruction seemed to see through the Goddess of Life's thoughts and slowly said, "Alu, don't worry, I'm not the Dragon God of the past. I have the confidence to control the core of the God Realm."

At this point, he raised his head, his eyes seemed to be looking through the clouds, looking into the void in the distance, "The biggest reason why the Dragon God failed back then was because he relied too much on the power of the core of the God Realm and gave up himself. Now I am different from him. I still use the power of destruction."

At this point, he waved his fingertips at the gods below, and the next moment, all the gods below felt a terrifying pressure coming.

This pressure seemed to be able to peel their souls directly from their bodies, and the terrifying fluctuations made all the gods tremble with fear.

"You should practice well. After three days, follow me to the lower world."

After the Destruction God King said this, his figure disappeared from the spot, and the center of the God Realm also returned to peace.

Then the Destruction God King appeared in the temple of the Goddess of Life. The Destruction God King instantly noticed Tang San in the temple. The next second, he stretched out his palm, crossed the void, and grabbed Tang San directly.

Tang San was like a little chicken, and was directly caught in the palm of the Destruction God King's hand.

Being caught in the hand of the Destruction God King, Tang San only felt that his body was as if it was pressed by a mountain, and he couldn't move at all. Facing the oppression of the Destruction God King, he had no room for resistance at all.

"Tang San, how come you have the aura of the God of Death? Where is the God of Shura that I gave you?"

The God of Destruction looked at Tang San coldly. With his strength, he could clearly feel the aura of the God of Death emanating from Tang San.

Tang San wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't speak at all. His body was tightly controlled by the God of Destruction, and he couldn't even move. Then Tang San felt a chill on his back, as if he was naked and seen through by the God of Destruction.

"It seems that this is the case. I didn't expect Jun Yi to grow so fast. Even Laziness and the others are not his opponents."

The God of Destruction directly forcibly explored Tang San's memory and learned what happened during this period. He also learned that there are soul guides that can kill gods in the Douluo Continent now, which aroused some interest in the God of Destruction.

He casually waved his hand and threw Tang San to the ground, saying with a mocking face: "Tang San, you are really a waste. The seven deadly sin gods under my command are all killed in the lower world because of you. You have to make amends for them."

As he said, the God of Destruction directly stripped out the Death God's throne that Tang San had finally merged with. The terrifying energy continued to burst out from Tang San's body. Although these energy riots were forcibly suppressed by the God of Destruction, Tang San only felt that his body seemed to be bursting. The intense pain made his eyes black and he fainted directly.

When Tang San woke up again, he found himself in a dark environment. There was no light in the whole space.

In this dark space, he felt as if his body was constantly torn by a terrifying force. The pain exposed his veins, but no matter how he struggled, he could not break free from the shackles of this force.

Just when Tang San was about to fall into despair, a sudden voice suddenly sounded in his consciousness.

"Tang San, you don't need to struggle. The pain you are suffering now is all your own fault."

The voice of the God of Destruction was extremely cold, and there was also an indescribable sense of rhythm. Then Tang San felt a piercing pain in his brow, and then a memory that did not belong to him began to spread from the dark space.

These memories flashed through Tang San's consciousness like a passing glance. He saw his birth, then two lives, his encounter with Xiao Wu, and his battle with Jun Yi...

Then a raging fire began to burn on his body, constantly burning Tang San's body and soul.

The intense pain made Tang San's consciousness gradually blurred. He felt as if his soul was torn apart and his body was chopped into pieces, but his consciousness remained clear.

This pain was even stronger than when he died. Now he seemed to be favored by the god of death. He didn't know when he would die completely. He just felt that he was wandering forever in this darkness.

On the other side, the Goddess of Life saw the tortured Tang San, and there was no mercy in her eyes. She slowly hugged the God of Destruction and said, "A Mie, now you have the ability to let us have a child?"

The God of Destruction smiled when he heard this. He gently stroked the long hair of the Goddess of Life and said, "A Lu, soon, I will make you a mother." His voice was full of tenderness and determination.

In the center of the God Realm, in the bedroom of the Goddess of Life.

In the bedroom, a unique divine light lamp shone brightly, filling the whole room with soft light.

At this moment, the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life were hugging each other on the wide bed, with two white jade-like arms extending from the quilt, wrapping around the waist of the God of Destruction.

Her small chin rested on the shoulder of the God of Destruction, and the Goddess of Life looked at the God of Destruction with eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, "A Mie, you haven't told me yet, what is the name of our child?"

The eyes of the God of Destruction seemed to be full of tenderness, "Our child's name is... Apocalypse."

"Apocalypse..."

The Goddess of Life repeated the name softly, as if she could feel the excitement and expectation in the heart of the God of Destruction.

The God Realm has always been a place lacking emotion and warmth.

There is only endless practice and pursuit here, and the existence of the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life seems to have brought a touch of color to this cold world.

Their love is so pure and unmixed with anything.

In the temple, the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life embraced each other, and no one continued to speak.

The God of Destruction closed his eyes and immersed his consciousness in the joy of combining with the Goddess of Life.

The Goddess of Life did not speak either. She knew what the God King of Destruction was feeling, and she also closed her eyes, quietly enjoying this beauty.

At this moment, the entire God Realm seemed to have fallen into silence, without any other sounds.

. . . . . . . (End of this chapter)