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In fact, he had already died under the holy mountain, and it was his will and soul that supported him to walk up the holy mountain.

When the exiled god finally ascended to the top, his will was all but worn out.

He knelt devoutly under the World Tree, exhausted his last soul energy to pull out the perfect sword stuck in his chest, and stuck it on the ground.

The vitality is exhausted, the will is exhausted, and the soul energy is exhausted.

Just when the gods thought he was about to fall, a crystal green light suddenly shot down from the World Tree.

The green glow enveloped the god, quickly repairing his traumatized soul and body.

It didn't take long for the exiled deity to regain its peak power.The gods were amazed by this, and so was the exiled god.

He came here only to wash away his sins and redeem his soul, but he did not expect to be blessed by the World Tree.

"Are you guilty?" A voice sounded from the World Tree.

The gods looked up and saw a fairy in green gauze floating down from the tree.

The fairy has a pair of shining eyes, and the light overflows from the eye sockets.She has delicate and white skin, engraved with the texture of runes by nature.

Her ears are pointed and long, and she can listen to the world with her ears.

The gods recognized her identity and knew that she was an elf messenger growing on the World Tree, and her words represented the will of the World Tree.

"Ask for the forgiveness of the World Tree." The exiled god knelt on the ground and said devoutly.

"You and your God Race are unforgivably guilty, because you failed to protect the sword soul born from the World Tree, shamed the World Tree, and plunged the entire Eternal God Realm into a war that cannot be escaped. However, you now There is a chance for redemption." The elf messenger said.

"Also ask the messenger to guide."

"Pull up the perfect sword on the ground and cut through the seed of this eternal world. If you can do it, you and your gods will regain the glory in the holy mountain, and you will be crowned as the king of the gods. "

"What if I fail?" asked the exiled god again.

"If you fail, the Holy Mountain will not hold your bones, and your soul will not be able to rest on the World Tree."

"why?"

"Because if you fail, the World Tree will also be destroyed by the Lord of the Void, and God's Domain will become a paradise for demons from then on."

Hearing the elf messenger's words, the exiled god was shocked.

He didn't expect that the elf messenger would put all the burden of guarding the World Tree on him.

At this time, he had already guessed that the seed of the eternal world that the elf envoy wanted him to cut was hope, and only by breaking its shell could it bring real hope to God's Domain.

"I am not qualified to be the master of this sword, why do you entrust this matter to me?" asked the exiled god.

"No one else can do it except you, because this is your karma. He died because of you, and he will be born because of you!"

The elf messenger's words were like a thunderbolt, instantly illuminating the god's sea of ​​consciousness.

He finally understood who the imprisoned spirit in the sword body belonged to, it was the sword spirit from back then!

Thinking of this, the exiled deity didn't hesitate any longer, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, pulled it out, exhausted all his strength, and slashed at the seed of the eternal world!

There was a huge earthquake, and the sky fell apart.

The holy mountain trembled, and countless leaves fell from the tree of the world.

The brilliant light produced by the fierce collision between the perfect sword and the seed of the eternal world burned the eyes of the gods and lit up the entire God Realm.

After a momentary eruption, the holy mountain fell into dead silence again.

It was quiet without any sound, only the boundless fallen leaves falling.

This kind of silence lasted for a long time, until a light click came from the sword body, like a shackle being broken.

Immediately afterwards, there was another crisp sound, and a crack appeared in the indestructible shell of the Seed of Eternal World.

As soon as the crack was formed, a swift soul poured from the sword body into the Seed of the World, taking all the vitality and good fortune of the Seed of the World for its own use.

The gods stared dumbfounded at what happened in front of them. They didn't know who the soul belonged to, but they only knew that the elf messenger didn't stop them, so they kept silent.

Another green glow projected from the World Tree, covering the World Seed.

Then, the Seed of the World has taken root and germinated at a speed visible to the naked eye, giving birth to a bud.

Listen, it's the sound of flowers blooming.

There is a man sitting cross-legged among the stamens.

The appearance is the same as the sword soul back then, but a handsome man who has experienced many vicissitudes.

The man is sleeping, as if he will sleep for another 1 years.

However, the moment the darkness of the evil place gathered into a vortex, the man opened his eyes.

He stood up, stretched out his hand, and he held the perfect sword in his hand.

Then, he took the sword and went to the place of evil.

At the same time, there is also a woman in the dark vortex of the evil place, walking towards the holy mountain.

The woman had black hair and black eyes, was dressed in black, and was dragging a long knife that was extremely disproportionate to her figure.

Whether it is the gods on the holy mountain or the Void Lord on Alcatraz Island, they all lock their spiritual thoughts on men and women.

They all wanted to know what would happen once the two met, and what would it bring to God's Domain.

Both men and women walk slowly, but no matter how far the road is, it will end.

Finally, the two saw each other and walked to each other.

The woman's face was indifferent, but there was unconcealable joy in her eyes.

In the end, this joy still flowed down, converging into a pear dimple and smiling.

Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said.

Hold your hand and grow old together.