The brilliance dissipated, and the three Holy Artifacts lost their luster, falling away from Lette.
This time, they probably need a long rest to return to their original state.
As for Lette, he only felt a soreness throughout his body, as if he had been run over by a wagon.
"Indeed, being a hero is not so easy. If possible, I'd still wish to be a young master born into a wealthy merchant family with a gentle nature.
Born as a winner in life, living a carefree happy life from then on..."
Sighing, Lette hovered in place, quietly waiting for his body to recover.
In front of him, the colorful sand formed from the Truth World also began to crumble gradually, finally reintegrating into the Boundary Sea.
Although he had only used one finger just now, he had already completely erased the will of the Gate of Truth.
At least in the future, he wouldn't have to worry about this guy growing back like weeds after each eradication.
