Douluo Continent: Reincarnated as Godzilla, Seizing the Dragon God's Throne

Chapter 50 Xue'er's Angelic Legacy

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"How is this possible?!"

A tremendous wave of emotion surged within the angel's heart.

The Beast God, who had baffled the divine realm, actually swaggered out here and was even called "Dad" by this little guy?

She actually had a child with him?!

Are you kidding me?!

Xue'er flew to the angel goddess's side, tugged at her sleeve, and blinked her innocent big eyes, saying, "Mommy, are you angry? But Daddy is really good; he even played with me!"

The angel goddess forcibly suppressed the shock and anger in her heart, glanced down at Xue'er's innocent little face, and took a deep breath: "Xue'er, be good, Mommy isn't angry... but, who is Daddy? Can you tell me more?"

"Daddy is Daddy!" Xue'er fluttered her wings, smiling innocently. "He's a good man, don't be mean to him!"

The angel goddess raised her head and looked deeply into the enormous figure, the complex emotions in her eyes gradually turning into calm.

The outcome of that battle was that his own divine avatar was devoured by the enemy, while the little guy possessed the power of both himself and that monster within him...

Could it be that it refined my divine power and gave birth to the little one?

How is that even possible!

Even if I am weak, I am still a main god. To refine my divine power, one would need to be at least a god-king level...

But how did a God-King level Soul Beast grow up right under the nose of the God Realm?

The angel goddess thought about what had happened at the Divine Realm Committee. The five great god-kings searched together but couldn't find any trace of it. Perhaps it had some special ability to block the divine realm's detection.

"Perhaps this is the only possibility..." she murmured to herself, gazing at the Beast God outside the window, a thought popping into her mind: Should she report this to the God Realm Committee?

At that moment, the images of the Asura God, the Destruction God King, and the Evil God King appeared in the Angel Goddess's mind, and their mocking laughter echoed in her ears.

She quickly shook her head, trying to banish those thoughts from her mind.

"The divine realm doesn't consider me one of their own, so why should I care? So what if the Dragon God War breaks out again? What does the chaos in the divine realm have to do with me?"

Her gaze hardened: "Xue'er's father is this beast god; he will surely protect her. As long as my legacy continues, that's enough! Let those god-kings worry about it themselves."

The angel goddess bent down and picked up Xue'er, gently pressing her forehead against her little head, and said tenderly, "Little Xue'er, you must grow up quickly."

As soon as she finished speaking, a golden light flashed in her hand, and an angelic mark landed on Xue'er's forehead, its light shimmering slightly.

Xue'er blinked curiously, her childish voice ringing out, "Mommy, are you leaving?"

The angel's heart softened. She stroked the little girl's face and said patiently, "Mommy needs to rest now. I'll come see you again tomorrow. But remember, don't tell anyone about this, not even Daddy."

Her tone was gentle, yet carried a hint of seriousness.

Xue'er nodded obediently and replied in her childish voice, "Okay, goodnight, Mommy."

As she spoke, she stretched her small body and gave a cute yawn.

As Xue'er gradually closed her eyes, the angel goddess felt a surge of tenderness in her heart.

She thoughtfully covered the little blanket up and carefully tucked in the corners.

After confirming that Xiaoxue'er was fast asleep, she slowly stood up and took a deep look at Xue'er.

The next second, her figure transformed into a golden streak of light and silently disappeared into the angel mark on Xue'er's forehead, as if she had never existed.

The room returned to silence, with only Xiaoxue'er's steady breathing remaining.

The moonlight outside the window shone through the thin gauze curtains onto the headboard, highlighting the faint golden light on Xue'er's forehead, as if it were protecting this angelic child.

However, the angel goddess clearly forgot a crucial point: one day in heaven is one year on earth.

In other words, a day on Earth is roughly equivalent to four minutes in Heaven.

She couldn't possibly come back every four minutes, so their next meeting wouldn't be until a year later.

But that's a story for another time.

The next morning, Bibi Dong woke up in the Pope's bedroom and, without even washing up, went straight to the cradle to check on Xue'er.

Little Snow was still sleeping, her tiny wings fluttering gently, as if she were dreaming of something wonderful.

"Xue'er, wake up."

Bibi Dong called softly and picked up Xiao Xue'er.

Perhaps sensing the warm embrace, Xue'er fluttered her wings, rubbing her eyes sleepily as she woke up, "Good morning, Mommy~"

Bibi Dong couldn't help but laugh, "Xue'er is so good."

She praised Xue'er as she changed her into a new outfit, asking, "Little Xue'er didn't wet the bed today, did she?"

"Oh dear! Mommy's mean! I'm a one-year-old baby now, I don't wet the bed anymore!"

Xue'er puffed out her little wings angrily, her cheeks slightly rounded, looking like a little adult.

Xue'er's special qualities are obvious.

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Although only one year old, his intelligence is almost the same as that of a four- or five-year-old child.

It's just that my body development is not yet fully coordinated, and sometimes my behavior is still a bit immature. I even wet the bed last week.

Bibi Dong teased her with a smile while carefully dressing her.

However, just as Bibi Dong was tying Xue'er's hair, she suddenly noticed a wing mark she had never seen before on Xue'er's forehead.

She paused, her heart skipping a beat. "What is this?"

She frowned and stared intently at the mark, confirming that she had never seen such a symbol before.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Xue'er noticed Bibi Dong's unusual behavior and tilted her head to ask curiously.

"It's alright, Xue'er, be good."

Bibi Dong suppressed her unease and tried her best to appear nonchalant, but her hands trembled slightly.

She picked up a cloak from the side, wrapped Xue'er up tightly, and then hurriedly carried her away from the Papal Palace.

She headed straight for Godzilla's dwelling deep in the forest.

His steps were hurried, his mind a jumble of guesses and worries: "What's with this mark? Is it related to my martial spirit? Or is it some kind of dangerous omen?"

In the early morning forest, sunlight filters through the dense canopy, casting dappled shadows.

Bibi Dong arrived at a wide-open space and met the sea princess, who was already up.

Seeing Bibi Dong arrive in a flustered state, the Sea Princess asked in surprise, "What happened? What's wrong?"

"Look at Xue'er's forehead!" Bibi Dong hurriedly brushed aside Xue'er's bangs, revealing the clear wing mark.

The sea princess looked down and was also stunned. "This mark... really looks like a pair of wings."

She observed carefully for a moment, then shook her head. "I'm not quite sure either. Let's ask the Sea God."

The two then carried Cheryl to Godzilla's lair.

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(End of this chapter)