God in Douluo

Chapter 58 The Death of Love
"Metatron, are you going to stop us?"

On the Void Mother Sea outside Douluo World, several black shadows confronted the 36-winged angel with thousands of people and thousands of appearances. Behind him was a crack in space. If you look inside carefully, you will find that it is Aphrodite. One of the several space cracks opened.

A black figure stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Do you really think you can stop us?"

Several other black shadows around were also approaching step by step, their eyes skipped over Metatron and looked at the space crack that could lead to Douluo World, resentment and joy appeared in their eyes, but when they saw Metatron, their eyes appeared again. With an expression of dread and fear, the fear that this godlike person once brought to them was too great, and after so many years, the shadow in their hearts still could not dissipate.

"Heh! A group of bereaved dogs dare not even show their faces, so how can they let me get out of the way?" Metatron can clearly feel how many eyes are staring at him in the Void Mother Sea at this moment, and there are many of them who are as powerful as himself It exists, but even so, he still smiled comfortably, then pulled out the sacred sword and said solemnly: "I am entrusted by God to protect this world, and anyone who tries to cross the world will die!"

"you dare!"

"Run!"

"help me!"

Before the death word was finished, those black shadows fled back in fear, for fear that they would be cut under the sword if they did not escape in time.

But they ran a long distance without hearing any movement behind them, and they didn't have any injuries on their bodies. When they laughed ironically, their faces covered by the shadow turned blue and red, and they knew very well that they had been tricked.

If it was before, they would definitely go back to fight Metatron in anger, even if they die, they must die with dignity, but now they have already understood that dignity is precious, and the price of freedom is higher. If it is for the sake of life, everything can be thrown away. He had no choice but to swallow this dumb loss and hide in the dark void mother sea.

"Hahaha! Is it just like that? Then don't think about it!" Metatron laughed, his ever-changing face and eyes swept across the surrounding darkness with contempt, seeing his contempt, the beings in the darkness fell silent, even Anger can only be forcibly endured.

"Hey!"

At this moment, an old sigh came from the Void Mother Sea, and a man with a lonely face and holding a golden bow and arrow came out of the darkness. Unlike the previous people, he did not hide his face, but frankly It was exposed swayingly.

Seeing this old man, Metatron was taken aback. It was obvious that the person who came was someone he knew, but he still pointed at the old man with the holy sword without hesitation and said, "Why, you still want to come after this? Your strength is no match for me, Cupid."

"Cough, cough, cough!" The old man known as Cupid coughed violently. He looked at Metatron in front of him, and his eyes were a little dazed. When was he playing with him when he was a child? My child has also become an old man who will be buried in the earth.

"Uncle Metatron, I don't have many years to live. I was destroyed in that war, my god position was destroyed, my godhead was broken, and I couldn't even absorb my faith for countless years. I came here only for one thing. Something." Cupid, who was obviously an old man, called Uncle Metatron, and he looked at the space crack behind Metatron with complicated eyes, from which he could vaguely see the face that he had always hated.

The hatred of the past has become a cloud, and Cupid said with firm eyes: "I want to save Aphrodite, my mother!"

"You should know, that's not your mother. Your mother has already entered the ruins, and she will never come out until the end of the Void Mother Sea. Besides..." Metatron paused, facing this, he watched as he grew up. The child still said without hesitation: "I will kill you!"

The killing intent boiled over and turned into countless lightsabers pointing at Cupid, and it would burst out in the next moment!
"Ahem! Uncle, you are exactly the same as before, the clerk of the heavens, the god-like person, you really deserve to be you." Cupid sighed, slowly touched his chest, and said firmly: "But today, no matter what, I will Go over!"

"call out!"

As soon as Cupid finished speaking, he pointed at his lightsaber and shot out, intending to kill him here!

Faced with these lightsabers, each of which was stronger than himself, Cupid did not panic. He sighed, after all, he had reached this point.

"clatter!"

Taking one step forward, the old Cupid turned into a handsome young man, with brilliant blond hair scattered casually.

"clatter!"

Stepping out in two steps, the ultimate sublimation, the source is forcibly condensed, the God of Love Bow is shining, he trembles, he doesn't know whether he is excited that he can be lifted again or mourns that his master is about to die.

"clatter!"

Stepping out of the walk, the godhead was reshaped, the existence in the void widened its eyes, and looked at Cupid in disbelief, never expecting that he really wanted to compete with Metatron.

In a dark corner, a beautiful woman looked at the very familiar aura on Cupid, she sighed, and whispered: "Goodbye, Eros, my brother..."

The voice is full of desolation, I don't know whether it is the sorrow for my brother's imminent death or the sorrow for the death of the rabbit and the fox.

"Is this your hole card against me? Cupid, no, or Eros." Metatron looked at Eros, who had regained his former glory, and said in a deep voice.

Eros, who has been reshaped by the godhead, is equal to Metatron in terms of personality, and even a little bit stronger, but he has disappeared for countless years, and his strength is ten to nine, and he is no match for Metatron at all.

Eros raised the bow of love and said softly: "I am not your opponent, uncle. I have concentrated all my strength on this arrow. Please take it."

The power of faith, the source, the godhead, life, and soul, Eros is giving everything at this moment, and everything is condensed in the strongest arrow of his life!
"Love is gone, love and hate, the most hated sound is clearly the love in the world, the ruthless arrow - the death of love!"

Eros hissed shrilly, his body turned into light spots and melted into the bow of love. This was a blow of love and desire, which represented the fall of a primitive god who held the throne high. Under the blow of this primitive god who gave everything , The Void Mother Sea set off a terrifying huge wave, and some people who did not escape in time were directly sucked into the sea and turned into nothingness. The world walls of many worlds were broken, and the creatures in them could only watch helplessly as the huge waves destroyed the world and despaired!
Half of the Void Mother Sea in the Western Regions can see this arrow that throws everything away. Ordinary people who see this arrow become slaves to this arrow in an instant, fanatically believing in him, praising him, and telling stories about him. Write epics, and this belief will form a religion. Maybe another Eros will be born in countless years, but he is definitely not Eros.

"boom!"

The lightsaber aimed at Eros before was not blocked, and they burst out one by one and turned into pure energy. Metatron looked at the arrow and sighed: "Cupid, you have really grown up."

Love's death is powerful, a blow from all that comes together in one primordial god, and even Metatron takes it seriously, but only seriously.

Metatron raised the holy sword to collide with the imminent death of love, but at this moment, there was a loud noise from the space crack behind him, and an aura that was extremely familiar to all the beings present erupted!
Fleeing in a panic to avoid the huge waves of the Void Mother Sea, they all froze, turned their heads to look at the space crack, and their eyes were full of fear and despair, as if a natural disaster had befallen them.

Several beings related to the sun and light were so frightened that they forgot to fly and fell into the void mother sea.

In the distant sea area, the tree suddenly waved its branches and vines, and countless leaves and branches fell. The originally imprisoned resentment suddenly broke through the confinement, but even so, he did not move at all, just stood there trembling, as if in fear wearing something.

(End of this chapter)