Goliath's voice was low:
"We can't keep stalling for ti like this. He has stolen my logistical supplies, half of what Lilith and the Wind Demon God provided has been taken by him."
He looked at the terrifying figure opposite him, cold and indifferent, with eyes devoid of joy or sorrow.
"And each of my attacks will be gradually stolen, awakening one Fairy Knight after another."
"If this continues, I am certain to lose."
"Then I can only use that move to finish this quickly; life or death."
With that thought, his entire being exuded a killing intent, his eyes burning with an intense battle spirit,
"Let's settle this in one breath."
The sword intent in his hand continued to circulate and transform.
"Kill!" A dazzling and brilliant light began to release as he suddenly swung his sword.
The sharpness of this strike was incredibly refined.
But God glanced at it and opened his mouth to speak to the strike: "I command you as the sword-bearing Apocalypse Knight..."
The mont the words fell.
The vast sword aura of this strike was suddenly imbued with a mysterious color.
"It's not enough yet!" Goliath's eyes were filled with cruel killing intent, "The second strike!"
Slash!
The second sword suddenly collided with the first, erasing the just-born consciousness of the Sword Fairy, and with the overlap of two swords, the sword aura beca even fiercer.
"The so-called mystery is not invincible."
"Every ti you awaken a sword aura, a second one from will follow and overlap!"
The third sword, the fourth sword, the fifth sword ca slashing down with the power of thousands like a volcanic eruption.
As a forr Sword Hero, he spread the fa of his Swordsmanship across the land.
Departing as a Demon King, only to return again.
At the mont he picked up the sword again, it was as if he had achieved sublimation, and his Swordsmanship underwent an unprecedented qualitative change.
In that instant, he had an epiphany:
"The youthful has returned."
With a surging heart, his Heart Image transford into an incredibly sharp sword!
"The Heart Image is the embryonic will of the Sacred Body, which only takes on its true form when infused with our spirit!" Demon King Goliath comprehended.
The next mont, countless Sword Qi erupted from within him.
A majestic, formidable greatsword was about to cleave heaven and earth in two.
"Thrilling, so thrilling!" Goliath's smile grew increasingly bloodthirsty, incredibly joyful, incredibly excited, incredibly unrestrained, "Such battle is what truly matters."
His voice was filled with cruelty and thrill, with a tone imbued with a powerful aura of domination over the vast lands and rivers.
The next mont, infinite darkness covered the sky and earth.
Boom boom boom!!
One sword, two swords, a hundred swords, ten thousand swords!
"Very good, continue like this, slaying the Demon King was once my dream." Goliath's eyes were filled with endless nostalgia, "I never thought that even as a Demon King, I would still fulfill my dream."
His entire being ignited with an intense sword intent, and with the burning of the Heart Image Sword, a terrifying fiery aura rose even higher.
"A full-force strike."
"The victor lives, the defeated dies."
Goliath gripped the sword with both hands, and the endless energy wave began to converge around his greatsword.
This one sword of mine carries a weight of a hundred grams.
Sword intent, thirty grams.
The courageous heart, seventeen grams.
The dreams of youth, eleven grams.
Despair, pain, regret, rage... seven grams each, etc.
Everything converged into a perfect proportion during the transformation, like the Creator God brewing a rich broth, just as he crafted a cup of shadow wine.
"God, die for ." Goliath roared furiously, shouting.
His earth-shaking roar echoed through the sky, as if Goliath wished to unleash all his power in this manner.
"Die die die die!!!!"
Every inch of his flesh seed to disintegrate, the Sacred Body igniting in overdrive, with only that shadow nad God left in his pupils.
Only one sword.
This one-hundred-gram sword.
He softly murmured, the God of Magic exerted all his Divine Power, spoke his words.
[I declare, the Fallen God is dead.]
A towering greatsword, the sword aura sweeping across, seemingly suppressing all energy through the transformation of Divine Power, including the Immortal!
Even the [Immortal] Divine Power, at this mont, was [transford] and forbidden from operation.
Swish—
Silence fell upon the world.
The universe seed to plunge into silence.
The sword light descended.
The Fallen God was completely cleaved by this sword.
Even the Immortal Divine Power was utterly exhausted and rendered useless, God at this mont completely turning to dust and dispersing.
The demon says, God is dead.
And so, it happened.
"I have won." Goliath couldn't help but laugh wildly.
But the next mont, in his incredulous gaze, a pure white divine figure on the ground began to reform.
Goliath, panting and sowhat bewildered, watched this spectacle, "I clearly won, I distinctly felt your demise."
The rciful God reappeared in the sky, calmly saying: "You did indeed kill just now."
Goliath was montarily stunned, then beca peaceful, "Indeed, I killed the demonic God, but... your shadow."
He looked at the glowing shadow on the ground:
"The shadow of light has risen, this is another you."
God's demonic nature had been completely eradicated.
The pure and holy God descended once more, quietly observing the already exhausted and defeated Demon King Goliath.
Goliath's one-hundred-gram sword had exhausted all his energy, including Goliath's soul, will, and blood essence...
He was already devoid of life.
Unless, using immortality to bind him.
But that was aningless and ca with a huge price.
"You have indeed won."
God calmly stated: "I acknowledge you defeated the demonized ; you are the strongest Demon King."
Not even a trace of the black shadow was left beneath him, clearly showing how frightening that sword was, that it annihilated every last bit of the demonic qi of the Fallen God.
"Goliath, I acknowledge your strength. I will forever keep you in a corner of my mory."
The fallen Demon King Goliath coughed up blood, feeling an odd sense of familiarity in those words, which only deepened his sense of bitterness.
"I won? But I also lost." He abruptly paused, his body crackling all over, starting to collapse.
Goliath's entire being slowly dissolved.
He was irreversibly heading towards death.
Before his consciousness completely vanished, he gazed at the gentle figure enveloped in white light and softly said: "rciful God, please spare them, spare the living beings on this land..."
God was silent for a mont.
Goliath continued to speak,
"Send the shadow of my Golden Sword to the Lake Fairy, tell it, I am sorry."
God lowered his head, quietly watching him, "As the most wicked and evil Demon King, to miraculously birth a Good Heart at the end is surprising."
He grasped with his hand.
The Demon King's second heart began beating loudly.
This was the miracle of hell, born from the wrath and fear of all the hellish demons.
This was a heart of the purest black.
"Darkness, leave this heart." A gentle voice emitted from God's mouth.
"If it is Your will, I must comply." A tender child's voice responded.
When all the dark mist cleared, the beating heart seed to reveal its true form, transforming into a heart of shining gold.
On the surface, it gathered the deeper fear of a race; in reality, shedding its black exterior, it embodied the hope of a people.
Desire, capturing the dream of his youth and the fervent Good Heart before his death.
Sorrow etched across God's features, he sighed:
"Darkness, please depart from this heart." The softly spoken words ca from him.
As the darkness faded from the pulsing heart, it revealed its true form - the Hero's Heart, radiant and filled with hope for an entire race.
"Your wish, I shall grant."
God, enshrouded in white light, slowly turned his back as a radiant halo of God began to rotate behind him gently, with intricate runes twinkling on its circumference, seemingly holding all the wisdom of the realms.
"I will banish the demonic from the earth to another world."
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