Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 144: The End, Destruction of Hell

Wow!
High above the dark moon, a long sword transformed into a shooting star, trailing a long golden tail of flame as it plummeted to the earth.

Bang! !

The long sword was stuck diagonally in the ground of the battlefield.

Despite falling from such a height, the sword's edge remained incredibly sharp, radiating an astonishing chill.

"You," Goliath turned his head and looked at his former sword.

The figure of the fairy in the lake emerged, uttering a voice that seemed calm yet trembled slightly.

"Goliath, do you remember the longsword you threw into the lake?"

Goliath could only let out a deep sigh: "Have you come to seek revenge on me?"

The fairy in the lake shook her head.

It once harbored endless resentment, resenting its master and even many wandering knights who came to Fairy Lake seeking the sword.

But seeing Goliath in such a miserable state, he couldn't muster any intense hatred.

The fairy in the lake hesitated, then let out a deep sigh:

“I wanted to kill you before. I wanted to become the sword of the hero and one day kill you, the demon king. Then we will settle things.”

"But now, it's no longer necessary."

She paused, then suddenly felt only profound melancholy and sorrow: "Time has already brought this to a close for us."

Goliath's face gradually paled, his body withered, and he gave a nonchalant laugh:
"Time is the most terrifying weapon in the world. It has indeed brought us to a close, and it has also smoothed out our rough edges and killed the you and me we once were."

"A thousand years later, we are no longer the naive and innocent youths with swords."

The fairy in the lake said coldly, "I will not kill you. This ending is already good enough."

"Before you die, you will return to your original form."

Goliath lay quietly on the ground, his gaze seemingly returning to the past, to the most distant and glorious era.

"I never imagined it would end like this."

Without resentment, without pain, and without regret, his voice was so calm, so accepting of his fate.

Finally, Goliath said:

"The shadow of the golden sword possesses my power. This is my final gift. Merge with its power and kill the next Demon King."

The shadow of Goliath's golden sword swayed gently, like a fish swimming into the lake and gradually merging into the shadow of the divine sword.

The shadow of the holy sword in the lake has undergone a completely new change.

"This sword is my childhood dream."

"This is my final gift, please accept it."

"He will be the sword of the hero you desire."

Crash.

"It will kill the future demon king for you." Goliath was no longer alive.

The shadows on the ground drifted slowly like waves.

A new shadow artifact emerged, drifting slowly, along with another transformed artifact.

The wind blows across the earth, and drops of energetic rain fall from the sky, gradually transforming into a torrential downpour.

A sword gleamed faintly in the rain, as if its divine power had become even more intense.

圣体
The Lady of the Lake has also been studying the Holy Body for many years.

At this moment, it felt that its simplest version of mechanical holy body, composed of only a few organs, was suddenly ignited by some kind of belief that Goliath's life had finally infused into it.

Like a bird without feet, it poured all its energy and spirit into the very last moment!
Intense and intense.

This sacred sword, like Gan Jiang and Mo Xie, was forged in fire by its owner, undergoing its final transformation.

At this moment, it finally sheds all its dust and condenses the epic life of its first owner.

Willpower, courage, talent, and immense fifth-order essence and spirit remain within it, transforming into an eternal, legendary sword.

An alternative form of the Holy Body was born!

The fairy in the lake, however, was not happy that her dream had come true; instead, a bitter smile appeared on her lips.
"Goliath, my former master, I will inherit your will and become the sword of the hero."

Suddenly, a complex and indescribable feeling arose within me. I suddenly understood what Elephant Thomo had said back then: as eras overlap, all our stories grow old with time.

It couldn't help but recall the moment when the young hero Goliath threw his sword into the lake and turned away from the water.
"What if he hadn't chosen a peaceful life back then, hadn't fallen in love, and had continued practicing swordsmanship instead?"

"He will become stronger, qualified to resist the demonic calamity, and capable of protecting his loved ones and family. Perhaps his ending will not be so tragic."

"Or perhaps, he will be the true hero when he becomes stronger, quelling the demonic calamity, rather than being infected, corrupted, seduced by the whispers of demons, and becoming the next demon king."

"Strengthening yourself is the strongest way to protect your family."

Boom!

The fairy of the lake suddenly swung her sword towards the sky:
"Goliath, you are nothing but a good-for-nothing who gave up halfway, a cowardly loser! So, you lost, and this is the end you deserved!"

A sword was swung out.

Suddenly, a dark golden color burst forth in the sky, and countless clouds that had gathered and surged forth were cleaved in two by a single sword stroke, like boiling water.

The gloomy, energy-filled sky seemed to have been split in two, revealing an incredibly clear sky.

Bright sunlight streamed through the narrow gaps, illuminating the entire hellish landscape.

Crash.

Countless energy clouds transformed into rain, beginning to nourish the land.

"I will not become you." She slowly turned around.

Wow!

The longsword cleaved open, transforming into a streak of light that pierced the atmosphere and swiftly returned to the moon.

Fairy Lake.

A sacred longsword fell back to the bottom of the lake, and the fairy in the lake closed her eyes slightly, unable to help but recall the past.

That afternoon, the brave young warrior and the innocent, kind-hearted, and naive swordsman practiced their swordsmanship by the lake, day after day, year after year.

Those were clearly those incredibly boring days
"But we can never go back."

The outskirts of the Hell Battlefield.

"Hahaha, another sword strike! This sword strike is too powerful! It even split the sky open! We've won! We're saved!" a demon shouted excitedly.

Upon seeing the sword's gleam, everyone assumed it was Goliath's sword.

"Great, we survived, we've survived."

Everyone jumped for joy, and countless people cheered for this difficult and painful battle.

But when a sword cleaves the sky, the dark clouds disperse.

Everyone saw the fallen shadow of Goliath and the two scattered divine artifacts.

We lost?
In that instant, the outcome was decided, and all the demons' faces were filled with stiffness.

The entire hell was silent.

The other end.

In the dark and gloomy Demon King's castle, Lilith's body trembled suddenly, and she raised her head slightly, as if she saw the golden holy sword that cleaved through the clouds, and Goliath's last moments before his death.

"The abyss of hell is finished."

Lilith silently closed her eyes, momentarily at a loss as to where to flee.

"Was Goliath's second heart also part of his scheme?"

"He is the real demon king."

"However, what is laughable is that Goliath's second heart dispelled the darkness on the surface and turned out to be a benevolent heart that radiates hope and dreams."

At the same time, the abyss lords throughout hell also received confirmation of the news.

With the death of the Demon King Goliath, perhaps Hell will cease to exist in the future, and a deeper despair will begin to shroud the entire world.

The curtain will fall on hell; God's judgment and destruction have begun.

At that moment, a majestic and resounding voice echoed in the sky.

God said:

"I will destroy this hell."

(End of this chapter)