The Protector (The Return Of The God of War) novel Chapter 2469

Chapter 2469 Like A Baby

Yep, that was right.

Levi had overwhelmed Eustace so much that the latter had cried.

The great God of Massacre had freaking cried.

It was beyond imagination.

No one would believe the story if it was ever shared, but he truly was crying.

In fact, he looked like a kid who was crying over a lollipop that was taken away from him.

He had just occupied Chillshire, and if their citizens had been there, they would’ve dropped their jaws.

Him? Crying? How is that even possible?

Humiliation, anger, emptiness, loneliness, and utter helplessness.

Those words best describe what Eustace was feeling at that moment.

He had never felt that helpless, or that humiliated, before.

His opponent messed with him like he was a toy, and there was nothing he could do about it.

I was defeated… I was actually defeated. And by a youngster!

Everything that Eustace held dear and was immensely proud of… they were nothing to that guy.

Neither my strength nor my weapon meant anything to him.

The difference in our strengths is simply too great!

Helpless.

Eustace felt more helpless than ever.

His enemy stood right in front of him, and he went all out to kill the guy. Yet, he couldn’t even get close enough to hurt him.

The worst bit was that Eustace knew that he could never be as strong as Levi was.

He didn’t even break a sweat when he defeated me earlier.

Just how hopeless could one feel?

Eustace shifted his gaze to the medicine on the ground and recalled what happened earlier. He saw and heard everything play out once more in his mind.

That got him even more helpless, and he cried even louder.

“Dude, why are you crying? It’s just a scratch, right? Just go to the hospital and have them bandage you up.”

“What kind of a man are you? It’s just a cut, and you’re already crying like there’s no tomorrow.”

“Oh dear, even my kid isn’t as weak. I can’t believe you cried so loudly.”

The passers-by couldn’t help dissing when they saw Eustace kneeling there and crying.

Their words reached Eustace’s ears.

That prompted him to cry even louder.

“You are so useless. Why are you crying over something so small?”

“Oh my gosh, this is so crazy. Dude, I met God of Massacre, Eustace Garrison, and I didn’t cry as much.”

The guy who called Eustace by his name was Donald’s master, Humphrey Garrison.

Donald, Tyrone, and the others gathered around.

Everyone stared fearfully at God of Massacre.

They might be from the same clan, but they were still scared of him.

It felt like they were no different from strangers to him.

However, they still sensed that there was something wrong with Eustace.

The immense bloodlust and cruelty that used to ooze out of the guy had completely faded.

It felt as if he was approachable.

They could also sense that he was licking his wound as though he had just endured something utterly humiliating.

H-How is this possible? The God of Massacre was humiliated? No way!

Humphrey saw that something was off with the guy, so he asked, “What’s wrong, Eustace? I thought you were heading to Southford to occupy the Toxin Clan after you crushed Chillshire. What brought you back?”

“Yeah, you look a little upset. Did… uhm… Did something happen?”

Everyone asked cautiously.

They were terrified of accidentally pissing God of Massacre off.

Everyone stared cautiously at him.

Something is off. He is acting out of the norm.