Lynn walked over to the Berserker Demon and sent his spiritual power into its body.
The golden crystal had solidified, like a tiny pebble embedded beside its soul fire.
Complex patterns flowed across the crystal's surface. They were the manifestation of the rule of "war"—the Berserker Demon's nature combined with the emotion of "struggle" within the power of faith, condensing this divine spark.
It was now the true God of War of this Goblin World!
"Get up," Lynn said.
The Berserker Demon rose to its feet, standing half a head taller than before.
It lowered its head to look at its hands, golden patterns slowly flowing beneath its skin.
"Try your abilities."
The Berserker Demon raised its right hand. Golden light gathered in its palm and formed an illusory battle axe.
Its body shot into the air. After choosing a target, it gripped the battle axe with both hands and brought it down in a mountain-splitting strike at a nearby peak.
With a boom, the entire mountain was cleaved in two, the cut incomparably smooth.
Lynn roughly assessed it. The power of that strike was decent, approaching mid-level lv5.
As for the consumption...
Lynn closed his eyes and sensed the Berserker Demon's condition.
That divine spark pulsed like a heart, constantly drawing energy from the void.
Yet what it drew was not ordinary energy, but the concept of "war" refined from the Goblin World's power of faith.
Lynn carefully sensed the divine spark within the Berserker Demon, then summoned Undead Space and had it enter.
As the Berserker Demon left this world, Lynn sensed the divine spark's pulse weakening, while the golden patterns began to dim.
After he closed Undead Space, the Berserker Demon's aura had already fallen back to the peak of lv4.
"So it really is bound to