That one stroke was the song for Berserker Obliteration, but even as it was sung, it could never capture all the emotions contained in the Berserkers' tears...
Su Ming closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he looked as if he was holding onto a brush in his right hand. It was still lifted in midair, and he drew one stroke… right across the white sun and the golden-robed Di Tian, even as the two arms from his statue of the God of Berserkers was charging over.
This one stroke looked as if it had gathered the world of Berserkers' kismet and contained the laws within the world, as well as Su Ming's oath to turn it into… a glorious scene as magnificent as the world being created.
It was like someone had lifted an old dusk-colored curtain to reveal the prideful sun rising into the sky behind it. It represented the world being turned back in time, and also represented the possibility of the Berserkers… rising in hope and glory once more.
