Under the pain that was as intense as the tide, Jerry was about to faint several times.
He tightly clutched the acupoints on his body, trying to use this to resist that wild power.
But he also knew that this time, the fusion with the golden core was most likely a failure.
He could not control the divine power flow in his body at all. If the divine power in the golden core was comparable to a waterfall, then the size of his divine power was like a tap water pipe.
In a trance, he seemed to hear someone shouting for him. It was a very familiar voice.
There was also a sharp sound of air being cut.
"Spear? What are you doing?"
Apollo looked at the scene in front of him in shock.
The first was His Majesty, Jerry, who was lying on the ground at the moment. His life and death remained unknown.
Seeing this scene, Apollo was burning with anxiety. He quickened his pace, wanting to see what had happened to His Majesty.