I have eight feet to fall in love with you

Clarence has lost the ability to think, his brain is chaotic and disorderly, and his offensive moves are chaotic and savage, relying only on the power of instinct, he keeps fighting and devouring indiscriminately.

However, there was too much malice around him, they were like bees in sticky nests, termites in rotting beams, and cockroaches in dirty corners, they emerged continuously and crawled all over his body unscrupulously.

Maliciousness never sleeps, attacking his body one after another, sucking his blood, eating his flesh, like ants carrying food, going back and forth, constantly repairing and growing the evil god's body.

Clarence could feel that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and his strength was losing.Only a mad bloodthirsty hatred drove his actions.

He can't die, he can't die.

He wants to avenge his mother-in-law, and he wants to return to Alexis alive. Alexis is waiting for him, and he is guarding the child, waiting for him to come back.

With all this effort, three tentacles were bitten off, and Clarence still stood there. No matter how maliciously he was surrounded, his arms and legs crazily clenched his ugly head, and he lowered his head in disgust, chewing Swallowing and tearing up the disgusting flesh and blood.

He can't die, he can't die.

Maliciousness is like a blood-sucking leech. While sucking on Clarence, it also burrows into his flesh and anesthetizes his nerves.His strength was gone too fast, he almost lost his feeling in his wrists, and his golden animal pupils were already stained with scarlet blood.

His mind was only biting and devouring. His subconscious mind knew that only by constantly devouring could he gain more strength and have a chance to drag this monster down. If he couldn't go back alive, he would drag this monster to be buried with him.

Clarence was so strong, but he couldn't bear the exhaustion of the protracted battle. His physical strength was exhausted, and he could only support himself with a mouthful of unwillingness.

When he was about to lose, he felt a gentle and familiar force actively drilled into his mouth and flowed into his blood vessels.

Powerful divine power was poured into his limbs, and Clarence's severed limbs began to regenerate. The tentacles grew rapidly, and the eight pillar-like arms and feet opened their teeth and danced their claws.

The two tentacles resisted the monster's attack, and the remaining claws stretched and curled, forcefully binding the evil god's limbs tightly. Clarence opened his bloody mouth fiercely, and bit off under the evil god's incredible gaze. He took half of His head, and swallowed it in one gulp with deep hatred.

There was only appetite left in the brain. Clarence swallowed and chewed continuously in his mouth, and ate most of the evil god as if venting his anger. He fled, but was dragged, gnawed, and wiped out mercilessly.

After eating the evil god, Clarence took a short rest and closed his eyes. He felt the majestic dark power in his blood vessels, which was continuously nourished, prompting his limbs to grow, and his body became bigger and bigger.

Maliciousness has lost its master, like tadpoles in a pond, colliding and huddling together aimlessly.

Clarence felt disgusted looking at them, and with a thought, all malice turned from black and gray to transparent, and disappeared like evaporating smoke.

Outside the chaotic and endless void, only Clarence was left, and his breath was lonely. He looked around coldly, making sure that the evil god could no longer die, and that there were no other enemies, so he was relieved. Close your eyes to digest this huge and unparalleled dark power.

At sea, An Qiluo waited and watched for a day and a night without sleep. The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the red algae in the sea sank, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Son of God drew out his long sword and pointed it at the sky. A ray of morning sunlight reflected on the sword, and the transparent elf danced on the sun and spiraled up, conveying the good news to the gods of the gods.

The sea waves churned, forming a human shape, the sea water was constantly flowing on the surface, but the appearance was no different from ordinary people, just like the former Sea God.

The old sea god Poser looked at the blue sky and said with emotion: "It's over."

An Qiluo withdrew his long sword, glanced at him, and said indifferently, "Congratulations."

Poser stood with his hands behind his back, and said solemnly: "It's just that I survived a catastrophe safely, where is the joy?"

An Qiluo twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a sneer, "The old sea god is very cunning."

"Thousands of years ago, a single leaf did not touch the body, and the whole body retreated. Thousands of years later, it frightened the father god, so he had to use Clarence... Now, Clarence devoured the evil god, even if he dedicated half of his divine power to the father god. Apart from gods, there is no other god in this world who can defeat him, and the Sea Clan's dominance is stable."

The old Poseidon's reaction was neither salty nor weak: "Excellent."

Angelo couldn't understand his appearance, and taunted him, "Once Alis dies, aren't you afraid that Clarence will destroy the entire ocean in his rage?"

The old sea god didn't answer his words, and sighed: "The child is a good boy, but unfortunately he is too weak."

An Qiluo was stunned, and couldn't help but clenched the hilt of the sword with his fingers, and said coldly: "The life of an orc is not your life, the life of a human is not your life, and your daughter's life is not your life... Do you have human life in your eyes?"

The old sea god said nonchalantly: "It's not appropriate for you to say this. Thousands of years ago, you slaughtered hundreds of thousands of orcs, not me."

An Qiluo paused, his hand clenched on the hilt of the sword, and he opened it involuntarily. He let out a shallow breath, and said firmly: "You will be punished."

"Don't dare to be." The old sea god said with a smile, "I'm just an old bone. I abdicate smoothly and have grandchildren."

An Qiluo remained silent with a sullen face, obviously not wanting to talk to him anymore.

The old Poseidon lost his chat partner, and felt that he was bored.In the blink of an eye, he turned into a scoop of sea water, rolled down into the ocean, and drifted in all directions with the strength of the waves.

An Qiluo still stood there, looking at the gap outside the boundary that had shrunk to a point, and lamented: "Kill your father, eat your wife, repeat the same mistakes. Destiny is a circle, and you can't escape after all."

Seven days later, Clarence finally digested all his strength, and his brain resumed normal operation. He looked at his huge body, and his tentacles continued to extend and curl, and he couldn't see the end for a while.

With a thought, Clarence's figure returned to its original size and at the same time regained the appearance of an octopus.He couldn't wait to tear open the rift in time and space, and re-enter this familiar world, this familiar ocean.

The first thing Clarence did back in the world was to find the breath of Aris

No.

He froze for a moment, then searched again, but still nothing.

Clarence frowned, a little puzzled, he changed direction, looking for Josue's breath, and immediately caught the trace.

He took a light step, shrinking the ground into an inch, and reached the dragon's palace in the blink of an eye.

Sensing the strange atmosphere, the young Dragon God Yaozi stood up vigilantly. Seeing Clarence, he breathed a sigh of relief, walked into the hall, and led out Joshua, whose eyes were swollen and who had been crying for an unknown amount of time.

Joshua's shoulders shook, and he was awakened like a little quail, frightened and uneasy. Two bubbles of tears appeared in his eyes, and he was about to cry again.

The dragon pointed Zai Zai's face at Clarence, and Joshua recognized Clarence with blurred eyes, sobbing, "Papa, Papa... Where's Mama?"

Clarence looked at the youngest son of the dragon god inquiringly, and the other party quickly waved his hand: "I, I don't know where Alexis has gone. He entrusted Joe Huer to my care. It's been almost ten days, and there is no one. Where did he go? If Alex didn’t show up for a day, Josue would look for him screaming and crying for seven or eight days in a row, I can’t stop it.”

Clarence looked at him silently, as if thinking, and suddenly asked, "Where are those two subordinates?"

"Subordinate?" Long Zi thought for a moment, then replied, "I said a few days ago that I would return to the Human Continent early, and I don't know where I am at this time."

After hearing this, Clarence picked up Joshua, turned around and left.

"Wait, I remembered something strange." Long Zi was afraid that the manic octopus would not be able to wait, so he said quickly, "Those two attendants met An Qiluo before they left. Angelo has bad intentions."

Clarence glanced at Ryuko faintly, Ryuko shuddered, his stretched red bat wings curled up in fright, and began to reflect on whether what he said was too selfish.

Clarence ignored him at all, turned around, and took the cub straight to heaven, to Angelo's temple.

In the garden, Shenzi and Sword God were fighting, and suddenly saw two octopus mermaids, one large and one small, both of them were taken aback.

A while ago, there was a lot of movement about the evil god's appearance in the world, and all the gods in the god world had heard about it. The characteristics of the newly promoted sea god were extremely outstanding, and the sword god recognized it at a glance. He looked at An Qiluo suspiciously.

Angelo withdrew his long sword and said bluntly, "I don't know the whereabouts of Aristotle, he is missing."

Clarence immediately sensed that something was wrong, and instinctively felt that the Son of God must know where Alexis had gone.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, the smile didn't reach his eyes, and his expression was cold and hard: "Before I ask, you already know why I came here. Then tell me, what are you doing with Alexis's subordinates?"

The Son of God paused for a moment, he was not good at lying, but Aristo had specifically asked him before he was alive, Angelo could only half-truth and half-false: "Please ask me before Aristo disappears, let me bring his subordinates back Human Continent."

Clarence frowned even tighter, and asked persistently, "Where did he go after he asked you to?"

Angelo was silent for a moment, he was not a man of words, so he could only repeat what Alexis said: "He said he was tired of you, and he wanted to leave you..."

"Impossible!" Clarence interrupted him, staring at Angelo, "It's impossible for Aristotle to say such a thing. Where did he go?"

Clarence made a loud noise suddenly, which frightened Joshua. He grabbed Papa's arm, but he didn't dare to hold it too tightly. With two crystal tears in his eyes, he looked at Angelo for help, and whispered: "Where did Mama go, I think Mama..."

Angelo was startled, looking into Joshua's eyes, he recalled the last look that Alexis looked at him.

He didn't cry, he just kept tears in his eyes, with nostalgia for the world, no turning back to his lover, regret and willingness, and unfinished words, disappearing into the dark chaos.

An Qiluo seemed to have returned to that day. The human being in front of him was so fragile that he made a decisive decision. He only left a few words of advice, jumped up, and passed away like a meteor.

An Qiluo's heart was blocked, and he couldn't help saying: "Outside the boundary..."

Clarence paused, turned and left.

Clarence didn't use teleport this time, he walked very slowly and dazedly, just like his stagnant thinking.

"Ma Ma, where did Ma Ma go..." Qiao Xiuer choked up and began to cry, he really didn't look like a boy, he was naughty but loved to cry, and he didn't know whose childhood he looked like, "...I really miss Ma Ma numb."

Clarence was silent and did not answer his son's words.

"How could he go out of bounds? He's not like me and Joshua. He's just an ordinary human being, so he must not be able to go out of bounds."

Clarence muttered to himself, his eyes starting to turn red: "He must be naughty and go somewhere else."

Feeling something was wrong with his father, Qiao Xiuer shouted in a panic: "Papa, papa..."

Clarence rubbed his son's head vigorously, and let out a deep breath.

He kept blinking, suppressing the soreness in his eyes, suppressing the most unbelievable guess in his heart, and laughed loudly: "Let's go, let's go find Alex, he must be waiting for us somewhere in the world..."