Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 142 Demon King Hero, Pick Up the Holy Sword!
The entire hell seemed to be engulfed in despair.

In the streets, the demon's children were wailing, in agony, and roaring.

Robberies and murders continue to occur in various towns, as the demons indulge themselves in their final moments.

In the sky.

Endless wind tunnels carried sound, which landed on the windmills of each town.

"Everyone, I need your help to kill God."

"All the billions of demons on earth, join forces to help me kill God!"

The voice fell.

The sound was heard in every corner of hell.

Last time, the demons watched the show with indifference, loudly mocking and eager to stir up trouble.

But this time, all the demons roared in despair and were sublimated in fear.

Countless demons collapsed to their knees in agony and despair, tears streaming down their faces.

"He called us bugs!"

"Damn it!"

"I can tolerate him using kindness, greatness, unity, and even boundless love, shouting about bonds, friendship, and courage, like in the stories of bards, to charge in and defeat us without any rhyme or reason!"

"But we absolutely cannot tolerate him using despicable means and scheming to defeat our demons!"

"Disgrace, absolute disgrace for us demons!"

"Damn it! That damned God, what does he take us for! We're demons! The most wicked demons!"

"We demons have our pride too!"

"We cannot lose our dignity like this!"

"Unite! Even the demons must bravely unite!"

"Let God see just how strong our will to survive is, even in our most cunning demons and lowest insects!"

"The ever-evolving abyssal worms will never die!"

"Our dignity must not be trampled upon!"

A fire of anger was burning within him.

The despicable and cunning demons also began to get angry and roar.

Almost instantly, an emotion that was hotter, more fearful, and more angry than before gathered along with the wind in the sky.

It crashed violently into Goliath's spare heart.

Most of the creatures in Hell were experiencing an emotional outburst, a convergence of unprecedented forces called dignity, hope, survival, and rage.

"Then let God see the power that belongs to the insects!"

Dark energy is sweeping in.

Fear blossoms amidst the flowers of despair.

far away.

The Angels of Truth watched the battle in silence, their hearts pounding. "They've gone mad, completely mad."

After God became demonized, he was indeed more demonic than the Demon King.

Previously, the Demon King, who controlled shadows and darkness, was hunted down that night, and the mighty Demon King was so frightened that he fled into the daytime.

Now, the Demon King has been defeated by the very schemes and plots he is good at.

At this moment, Xu Changsheng was also shocked, and shouted in his heart:

"The corrupted God is too arrogant. He's really transformed into a super villain, hanging high in the sky, arms crossed arrogantly, his demonic hair dancing like flames, waiting for people to reassemble their hearts and fight him?"

The Angel of Truth explained in a low voice: "Demonic nature, that's how it is! When God enters a demonic form, his natural character is affected."

"Angels love peace, are united and kind; demons are warlike, arrogant and cruel."

Butterfly Pool, standing nearby, remarked, "Aren't demons known for bullying the weak?"

The Angel of Truth said, "In God's eyes, even if the other party has made a breakthrough, he is still bullying the weak."

Upon hearing this, everyone was so shocked that they were speechless.

Oh, arrogant God, today's scene is too shocking. They will probably never forget that invincible figure for all eternity.

Endless dark clouds gathered, and a constant stream of fear surged forth, flowing into Goliath's heart.

Voices from all over the world are converging:

Please, save the world.

"Become the hero in the storybook and save the world!"
'Save us!' As the bard sang, the farmer, sword in hand, defeated the bandits, saved the village, and won the love of the noblewoman.

'It's like a knight planting magic beans, climbing a tower, defeating an evil giant, and obtaining the old king's treasure.'

For us, and for the world.

Thump! My heart is pounding.

Thump! Goliath coalesced once more into a heart filled with even greater fear. "Your wishes have been received."

His eyes gradually regained their calm, but he suddenly felt a little ironic.

I am a cunning, treacherous, and despicable demon king.

I never imagined that one day I would be like those angels, uniting the power of the whole world, roaring like a hero, shouting out bonds and love, courage and unity, to save the world.

"You must be kidding me"

"I am the Demon King!"

"This is a disgrace!" The fear and prayers from the people in his heart grew stronger and stronger, turning into an endless light of hope and longing that almost overwhelmed him.

He suddenly remembered that distant period of time.

At that time.

He remains the strongest ranger on earth.

The wandering poets in the streets and alleys sang of his various legends during that period; he was the one who practiced swordsmanship to kill bandits, and he was also the one who planted magic bean vines that climbed up the tower.

That afternoon, the sun shone brightly. The young swordsman, carrying his sword, practiced day and night by the lake. When he was tired, he leaned against a tree and ate an apple. The lake water shimmered, and he seemed to hear the fairy in the lake, and the long sword in his hand emitted a hazy, youthful consciousness.

"Goliath, what is your dream?"

"Of course, it's about becoming the strongest hero, defeating the Demon King, bringing peace to the world, and welcoming his most just and great king to the prosperous sacred land!"

The fairy in the lake whispered, "Please wave me and embark on the great journey of heroes."

In one future, however, he descended from the tower entwined with magic bean vines, threw his sword into the lake, and abandoned his dream of becoming a hero.

He chose to stop and marry the duke's daughter. The young man's brave dream, like a holy sword abandoned in a lake, became stained with mottled rust at the bottom of the lake.

A distant, fleeting memory flashed by, bringing me back to reality: "Now, as the Demon King, I'm supposed to become a hero and save the world?"

"It feels like a dream."

Goliath's eyes flashed with endless vicissitudes.

He reflected on his life, recalling the distant and grand dreams of his youth, the fearless courage he once possessed, all of which had been replaced by cowardice and timidity as the years passed, replaced by scheming and plotting behind the scenes, and he was no longer himself.

But at that moment, he seemed to hear someone whispering in his ear, recounting his ultimate destiny:

"Without good there is no evil, without light there is no darkness."

"Good and evil are relative. Compared to that ultimate evil, we are the good race. So please defeat the ultimate evil demon king and save your weak, helpless, and kind people."

A complex emotion flashed in Goliath's eyes, his expression showing neither despair nor sorrow, only endless calm. "Very good. I never thought I would become a hero again, bearing the destiny of saving the world and going to defeat the Demon King."

wow-

He reached out and clenched his fist tightly in the air.

Within the Demon King's castle, the Golden Scales were swiftly melted down and forged into the Golden Sword of the Hero who would vanquish the Demon King.

The reflection beneath the golden holy sword is the true form of this divine sword, formed from the convergence of divine powers such as gales, plagues, shadows, and transformations.

"Although the sacred sword in the lake was lost back then."

"Now, I can only reforge my sword of courage, don my armor of dreams, and embark on my journey anew."

"In the days to come, my legend will continue to be passed down among the wandering poets of this land."

A holy sword cleaved through the sky, flying at breakneck speed and landing in his hand, its endless light seemingly about to engulf Goliath.

"Come back, my youthful self, and my longsword." As turbulent thoughts surged, savage divine power erupted.

There is only killing, only war.

"God, I've kept you waiting." He no longer spoke arrogant and barbaric words, but only calm and humility, as if he had transformed back into that young hero.

"God of the most evil and wicked, fight me!" With that leap, he rekindled his heroic dream, wielding a longsword, his figure becoming an eternal legend.

"Has he come?" God turned around and quietly looked at the hero Goliath, who had become completely calm. All his restlessness and extravagance had vanished, and his brilliance shone through.

"I say," Goliath began repeatedly saying "God speaks," bestowing upon his body various great forbidden magical blessings.

The entire population of hell, the kinetic energy from their clenched fists, the sonic energy from their roars, the energy from their fearful heartbeats, the energy from their running.
Everything is transforming and converging on him.

A myriad of magics converged.

The surging, overwhelming power nearly engulfed him; its domineering strength grew wildly, transforming him into a hero ablaze with flames, his Demon King's body wreathed in an unbelievable shockwave.

"O mighty power of all living beings, bless me!"

The next moment, God and the Demon King collided, and a wave of heat rose from the sky.

On the ground, countless people shouted, "Big Brother Demon King, you must win!"

"Prove that you are more evil than the other side, prove that you are the purest demon king!" Some people waved flags and shouted, embracing each other and weeping.

"Take all my power!" someone roared angrily. "Here you go, don't you want it? You can have it all!"

"Don't lose! Some dignity is more important than death!" Someone prostrated themselves on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. "Since we're all going to die anyway, let's risk our lives to teach him a lesson!"

"God, let me show you the power of our unity!" Lilith clenched her fists, her sharp nails digging into her skin without her realizing it, and blood flowed down her face, but she was completely unaware.

At this moment, after countless trials and tribulations, these demons seemed to have finally transformed into the kindest and most united angels, fighting against the most terrifying demon king in the world.

(End of this chapter)