And his fatigue was not only physical fatigue caused by the substantial consumption of spiritual power in his body.

It also causes mental fatigue caused by considerable consumption of mental power.

After all, it is undoubtedly a very mentally consuming thing to merge so many sword energy and the Nine-Level Blade fragments and form a huge dazzling sword.

If the function of the small sword is the ‘manufacturer’, its mission is to create a large amount of sword energy and create imitation of the Nine-Level Blade.

Then the function of Xiaoguang is the "assembly factory" and the "control center", which are responsible for combining these together and controlling them.

It is through this joint cooperation that they have created the miracle in front of them.

Lu Yuan, who was standing beside him, looked at Berkeley, who had lost his combat power.

He walked slowly to his side with Xiaoguang and Tam.

Feeling the movement from the ground next to him, Berkeley turned his head with difficulty.

At this time, a ferocious wound was left on his right eye, and only one left eye could see the outside world.

When everyone approached, Berkeley said in a weak voice: "It is worthy of being the destined son of my Lord chosen... Your strength is beyond my imagination..."

When Xiaoguang next to him heard Berkeley's words, he touched his nose with a little embarrassed.

In its opinion, if it depends solely on its own strength.

It is absolutely impossible to defeat Berkeley in front of him.

If it weren't for Lu Yuan, seriously injure Berkeley first.

Later, he merged with Xiaojian's domain again.

Just rely on its current strength of gold Samsung.

How can you defeat Berkeley, who has the strength of one-star platinum!

At this time, Berkeley didn't care whether Xiaoguang could understand his words.

He suppressed his sleepiness and said, "The destined son of my Lord...the glory belonging to the Holy Light Church has been submerged in the long river of history... I hope that one day in the future, you can shine the glory of my Lord again on this world..."

“Give the pious… happiness.”

As he said that, Berkeley raised his only left hand, and then looked in the eyes of Lu Yuan and Xiao Guang and his group of people who couldn't believe it.

It suddenly penetrated into his chest.

Puchi!

Accompanied by a splash of blood, an amber-shaped golden gem appeared in everyone's eyes.

Baker came to hold the golden gem in his hand and looked at the light beside him.

On the vines-covered face, there was a happy smile: "My Lord's destined son, this is the original sin I have always sealed... Now I will give it to you."

"My mission has ended, and I can finally... embrace my death."

Slowly, Berkeley's eyes began to dim.

But a "bright" light flowed out from the hazy and dim eyes.

He held the 'golden gem' in his hand and prayed the most devout.

“The great Lord of the Holy Light…”

"You are omniscient and omnipotent, and you are everywhere."

"You shine on the innocent newborn, and on the twilightest person..."

...

"I have received your virtue and goodness, and will be with you."

"We all will take you as the emblem and flag."

...

"We all hold glory and victory because of you, and will add honor to you."

"We all enjoy peace and happiness because of you, and we will offer our most pious prayer..."

...

"The torch will never stop, and the holy light will never be destroyed..."

"May the Holy Light be with all living beings...."

After the prayer ended, Berkeley turned to look at the ruins of the corpses of twisted tree spirits beside them.

He said in a grievance: "Teacher Trek, I actually have something I have always wanted to tell you..."

"That fusion of original sin...it really hurts..."

"I'm tired, really tired..."

"As a monk who is accompanied by pain, I...was you embarrassed."

"Now, let me have a good sleep. You said that as long as you sleep... it won't hurt, it won't hurt..."

After the words fell, Berkeley's eyes completely dimmed.

In a trance, Berkeley found himself back to his memory, the quaint, simple, and simplistic school of meditation full of memories.

An old man held the slender rattan in his hand and looked at him with a smile.

A middle-aged man in a simple linen cloth waved at him with a basket full of bread.

Berkeley looked at the two of them and laughed happily.

Then he stood up, trotted all the way to catch up with the two of them, and disappeared into the warm light...

...

As Berkeley's eyes completely dimmed, his body also became dry and cracked in the process, and finally turned into powder after a breeze blew.

Only the golden gem that looked like amber was left on the ground...prove that he had existed.

When Lu Yuan saw this, he felt very complicated.

He looked at the ashes on the ground and for no reason he thought of the scene when he first met Senior Barlow.

The first thing that senior Barlow did after he recovered from his sanity was to ask himself to kill him.

And the situation in Berkeley in front of him is the same?

From the beginning to now, Berkeley said it was a test for everyone, but in fact he has been begging for death.

When he faces attacks from everyone, he basically uses symbolic defense.

You know, relying on his platinum-level strength, he could have avoided many fatal attacks.

But just like what he said, he was already tired.

The familiar ascetic school disappeared and became the current ruins.

The familiar teacher and friend are gone and become a twisted monster.

Even himself has become like a person who is neither human nor ghost.

This was tantamount to torture.

Death is a relief for him.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan squatted down and picked up the golden gems on the ground.

Although Lu Yuan did not understand Berkeley's last words, it did not hinder Lu Yuan's respect for him.

"You who can endure the pain of your soul than physical pain is braver and more pious than any ascetic…"

Sometimes living a difficult life requires more courage than dying generously.

After the words fell, Lu Yuan looked down at the golden gem in his hand.

I saw a blood-colored branch sealed in this gem.

This branch is very strange, it looks like a plant, and has tentacles that seem to be living things.

"Master, this is actually the real 'Niaratotipu' beard'!"

The tender voice of the little tree suddenly appeared in Lu Yuan's mind.

Lu Yuan was very confused about the new noun that appeared in Xiaoshu for the first time.

"Nayaratotip's beard, what is this?"

After thinking about it, Xiaoshu said, "Nayaratotip is the real name of the Three Pillar Gods, the wriggling Chaos."

"Some people also call him the Moon God, which is actually similar to the red moon body you see in the Moonlight Forest."

"In a sense, this thing is the same thing as the Black Goat's egg."

"But I can feel that this 'Neyalatotipu' beard' contains part of the real power of 'Neyalatotipu'."

"No wonder, no wonder they want to seal it. If this thing appears outside, then your world is sleeping in a deep sleep, perhaps it will speed up the recovery because of it."

"But it's wrong. According to his previous statement, they first encountered the Three Pillar God's Destruction World, and then sealed the 'Niaratotimip' in front of them."
To be continued...