Suddenly, a vast pressure appeared. Lin Du's body trembled, his morale dissipated, his entire body went cold, and his soul power also vanished. This was not the fear in Lin Du's heart but an instinctual fear for life.
The pressure was too great to resist!
Soon the pressure dissipated, as if it had never appeared before. The dust in the forest exhaled heavily, sweat poured from his palms, and he murmured in a low voice, "Is this God?"
"Strength!"
This was Lin Du's first feeling, strength, such immense strength that it was indescribable with words.
Moments later, Lin Chen's eyes blazed with fervent flames, and a strong, burning aspiration filled his heart, a longing to become God, a longing to become strong.
I want to become God!
The thick mist cleared, and the slumbering God looked like a gentle breeze and clouds, slowly saying, "You won."
Lin Dun heard what he said, but instead of a look of joy on his face, he sighed.
