This Is Ending For Sure Chapter 67

"do not Cry."

The huge Son of God Keto pushed aside the tentacles that had collapsed beside him, lowered his body and released a magic barrier to isolate the space.

The originally blue eyes like the azure sky have been dyed into wisteria color that sparkles with holy silver light. They are embedded in the deep eye sockets like extremely precious gems. The perfect color is like extremely cold light, which is the truth of the world that humans can never touch.

But those eyes that should have no emotion at all were now slowly filled with helplessness, staring intently at the petite human who was crying in the palm of his hand.

Those tentacles that were out of the control of the main body were like vines eager to absorb nutrients, or like leeches thirsty for blood. They clung tightly to the fair skin, leaving behind adorable light red marks, and then they squirmed and tightened unsatisfiedly, clinging to the saint's slender ankles and circling upwards.