The Girls Are All Coveting Me-Chapter 396 - 332: Don’t Hold Him Just Because He’s Our Child
Cedric did not know the final outcome of that war.
He only knew that to create the opportunity for him to return to the past, his eldest brother held back the onslaught from other worlds.
At the moment he immersed himself in the river of time and activated the Reverse Flow Pocket Watch to return to the past, he witnessed the "sunset" of the Destruction Black Sun.
At that moment, Cedric didn’t know how to feel.
He was actually... very angry with his father.
Not because he didn’t protect his mother well, Cedric knew very well that his father had done his best in that battle.
For all these years, his father had become haggard, seeking revenge against enemies in the Star Realm to increase his power.
Inevitably, he became all alone.
He respected his father’s character of challenging despite knowing he would die, but deep in his heart, there was always a voice saying:
"So what, after mother died, he almost never spent time with me."
Even though he knew it was wrong to think this way, he couldn’t control the thought from arising.
He even... almost responded to the call of the Abyss because of it.
Ha, the Demon Prince...
Thinking back to past events, even now, Cedric felt his teeth itch with anger.
The intertwining of love and hate was hard to understand.
When preparing to travel the river of time again, he once asked his brother, "You know I hold a grudge, so why send me back?"
His brother didn’t speak, just ruffled his own hair and said, "I know you are resentful, but you will absolutely not mess things up, because you are Cedric, the pride of both of them."
At the end of the story, Cedric looked back toward the Star Realm.
In the Star Realm, the radiant wheel of the Destruction Black Sun gradually dimmed.
His older brother’s figure was drowned in the wrath of the myriad worlds.
Cedric seemed to hear a light-hearted laughter, a rare smile from the usually worried elder brother.
It was not any kind of release.
Rather, it was... a sense of finally being able to rest.
He just did not expect that Elu, who had been with him since childhood, would choose to destroy his own body in the end, sending his power and memory back to this era together.
...
Returning to his senses, Cedric spat out a mouthful of blood gloomily.
"Elu..."
"What is it, meow? I told you to run and you didn’t, I’m almost out of energy, meow,"
"We..." Cedric said softly, "are not leaving, are we?"
Elu, grinning with tears, said, "Leave, why don’t you leave, didn’t you say you hate the master the most?"
"I still hate now..." Cedric said calmly, "During my most innocent times, the only thing accompanying me was a deathly silent room, the time he left me was probably not even a third of the time the Abyssal Will accompanied me."
"..."
"But, people, ah, always end up doing some thankless and unrewarding things, don’t you think?"
Cedric’s body slowly unfurled, and the twisted abyssal pathway bloomed with destructive light:
"Elu, I will fight for time for him until the end, even if I haven’t been able to forgive him to this day."
Elu let out a sorrowful cry, and the magic power originally saved to escape was ultimately left elsewhere.
"It’s really unfortunate to have been picked up by you, meow!!!"
But Cedric was smiling.
Some people, always calling themselves unlucky, yet they constantly stand in front of you, huh.
It’s alright.
An exceptionally grueling tug-of-war erupted here.
Not knowing how long had passed, even Cedric felt nothing could be squeezed out of his body.
He was flying slower and slower, until finally...
Amidst the roaring.
The destructive power released by the White Bone Dragon Lord pierced through his body.
The hardest demon right arm was also eroded entirely under this force.
With half his body gone, he slowly fell to a lower level.
"Brother, I’ve done my best..."
Ah, Elu.
Where are you... why can’t I find you?
He reached out his hand in a daze.
In the grim maw of the White Bone Dragon Lord, destruction light gathered once more.
Cedric saw a small cat dragging a tail suddenly leap from his body, rushing toward the destructive light.
As if realizing something, Elu turned back to look at him, and suddenly sighed:
"You big dummy, meow."
Suddenly.
The surrounding clouds dimmed.
A meteor streaked from the lower level, heading toward the sky.
Followed closely by the second, the third, the fourth...
The radiance shooting up covered the sky, just not the same as in Cedric’s memory.
According to original history, there should have been only three demigods.
But the meteors streaking across, even the weakest surpassed the aura of a demigod.
He smiled at the corners of his mouth.
[It seems, we’ve finally won a little time]
[Also... what the hell, just won a few days and you managed to have several more demigods?]
[No wonder brother said, if you’re alive, the situation would definitely be different]
[Just that, I also must stop here...]
"You can still be saved."
A hoarse voice came through.
An odd means of twisted law instantly fell upon him.
The lost flesh and blood unbelievably began to regenerate.
The fatigued body was also starting to fill up again.
This strange method left Cedric with wide eyes.
Too strange.
He was a demigod as well, but he had never seen a demigod with such powerful healing abilities.
No!
This wasn’t healing at all!
In a daze, he snapped back to reality.
[This is a rejection of all things, this power... rejected my weakened state, reverting my body to before my injuries?]
[Is this the other kind of power that was taken from him at that time?]
In his daze, Cedric seemed to understand something?
It was.
If this power hadn’t been torn apart, then father could very well... have saved everyone.
But he didn’t... indicating that he eventually lost this power too.
"Rest well below."
A freshly cleaned cat was tossed from above, landing on Cedric.
Before Cedric lost consciousness, he saw an epic battle unfolding.
...
A terrifying shockwave swept in all directions.
Each floor of the Abyss of Woe was roughly as large as Australia in his previous life.
Such massive floors turned into dust during the clash of the Saints.
Dozens of floors disintegrated under this terrifying power.
The battle lasted who knows how long before it reached its end.
Amidst the ruins.
Chloe spat a mouthful of blood.
Too strong.
This White Bone Dragon Lord, even in the Abyss of Woe, could cause the so-called nations below top-tier ones to sink if unleashed on the continent.
From this, it could be seen how intent the cooperating parties were on killing him, to invest such enormous resources to bring forth the White Bone Dragon Lord.
Fortunately, it ultimately had its limits.
Having absorbed the power of Bator Hell, it could almost arrive in The Stars at full strength, but in the end it was a mixture of life and death, with increased magnitude but diminished methods.
If not for this, they might not have been able to slay it at the cost of only [a mere mortal wound].
Chloe looked at his empty panel, momentarily unsure of what to say.
All talents below UR, although they no longer provided combat strength, were accumulated over time.
But this time, he almost got wiped back to a blank slate.
All burned out by his own rules as fuel.
Only those few URs hung there, as if mocking him for underestimating the opponent’s intent to kill.
[No, when did I underestimate them?]
Chloe mocked himself.
He just didn’t expect someone to completely shatter his preconceived notions.
It’s like you thought Zhong was about to clash with Mei, but didn’t expect the big goose to jump in, and the three had a small meeting, then turned their gaze for a feast towards Europe.
Not that it was entirely unexpected.
The one pinned to the children’s chair was likely to become the next big meal, everyone talked about it.
But actually seeing the three sides tear off the [peace] facade maintained for over thirty years still compelled astonishment.
This is truly... a rare sight.
What nonsense about the orderly evil world group, what nonsense about the chaotic good world group... using alignments to differentiate whether these worlds would ally is too limiting.
Without direct reasons to ally, they’re just not at a critical danger yet.
When the stakes get high enough, even world groups with inherent positions might choose to cooperate with enemies.
"One learns from mistakes."
Looking at each person laying like corpses, Chloe hesitated for a moment and said:
"I’ll go check on that kid first."
Aisha mumbled: "What do you mean by that kid, you’re just a kid yourself."
Chloe glanced at Aisha without speaking.
Aisha felt a bit uneasy under Chloe’s strange gaze and instinctively said:
"You wouldn’t want to do something to him, would you?"
Chloe replied angrily: "What do you think I want to do?"
"I don’t know," Aisha said honestly, "I saw you rush out first to save him, is that boy someone you know?"
"Don’t you know him yourself?"
"..."
"Are you afraid to admit it?"
"...Is it really him?" Aisha muttered, "I’m not even married yet, how could there be a son this old, my parents would faint from shock."
Chloe rolled his eyes.
Is this about whether the father-in-law and mother-in-law would faint?
But he quickly realized something, grinning at Aisha and saying: "This isn’t your first time meeting him, is it?"
"Well... saw him just once before."
"Don’t hug him just because he’s our kid."
"Uh, is this really important?"
"Of course it’s important, I get jealous too."
"Hmph~" Aisha weakly said, "Take good care of him for me."
"Mm."
Chloe went to the boy’s side.
He looked a little different from the Cedric in his memories.
The Cedric in his memories seemed more immature, but this kid here... had a somewhat resentful look.
To be precise, from the contours, it still showed the appearance of his son.
But perhaps it was too much grievance suffered, that even in his unconsciousness he seemed to have a bit of a sulking look.
Until Chloe placed his hand on his forehead, those tightly furrowed brows slightly relaxed.
