Another World: My life is on the hook!

He exhausted all his energy for this. He hid alone in the cold and dark underground, in the deepest part of that tower, enduring the long-term loneliness and torture, just for this final leap.

But in fact, he knew that this place was originally the cage of the gods.

Even if he can really restore the fighting power of the Colossus at its peak, it is absolutely impossible for him to escape the shackles of this hell.

It's just that there is still a glimmer of hope left in my heart...

What if?

If there is even a slight chance to leave this hell, you should try desperately, right?

That's why I can endure those 3000 years of loneliness.

So I desperately wanted to jump up.

Fragments of light flowed in her eyes, making him grasp Lynn's arm tightly.

But now...

Everything is broken.

He brought the entire Colossus civilization to this dusk.

All efforts have become a joke, a denial of all their consciousness.

Like 3000 years ago.

The self-sacrifice his queen chose in his presence.

Not only his queen, but also all the colossus consciousness at that time, they are all experienced and strong, they are all the people who have accompanied him from the ascension period to the present, and they also do made the same decision as the Queen.

With their own sacrifices, they blocked the curse of hell and won this last chance for Him.

He became the hope of the entire Colossus civilization!

Because He is King!

What he was carrying was not only himself, but also the hope and future of all the broken people at that time, their traditions and long-term vision, which made him only succeed, not fail!Can't fail!

Because if it fails, what He has abandoned is the sustenance and hope of all the people in the past!

"But I can't take it! I can't take it!"

He raised his head abruptly, and wept bitterly.

He pushed Lin En away, turned his head, and staggered hysterically towards the darkness that filled the sky.

"You put all your hopes on me, you all believe in me without reservation!! But I never told you, I don't know!! I don't know if we can really make it! I don't know Can we really get out of this hell!!"

"I want to go! I want to take all of you away! I think about it all the time!"

"But I have known for a long time that in the entire era, there is no god who can escape from this hell! I lied to you, I gave you false hope!"

His hoarse weeping resounded throughout the sky.

Lynn stared blankly.

And he finally understood why he desperately wanted to attack that color at that time.

He is not desperate, just because he is the king of the giant image, he actually understands the desperate reality that this hell reveals better than anyone else.

He also knew that he would fail.

It's just that he still wants to try.

Bring all the people, fight against the sky, just for the possibility that there is no possibility...

And now.

Everything was as he thought, ushering in the doomed ending.

He sat there paralyzed without a god, and the tiny rays of light continued to shatter from his body. He murmured, his whole body was like a dead body.

"Sorry……"

"Actually, I just don't want to accept reality after all..."

"I just don't want to face the ending of this prisoner, I don't want to accept this hopeless future, because I am your king, any of you can lose faith, but I can't, my existence is for our future, I must forge ahead , I must always hold fate in our own hands..."

click-

The cracks on his body shattered again.

But he still didn't realize it, murmured and looked at the darkness that covered the sky, the curse that was spreading madly towards him.

He raised his head, and the light all over his body continued to dim.

"I must...take up the responsibility of the king..."

He knelt down heavily and feebly, his gaze blankly reflected the piercing curse, dense cracks almost covered his whole body.

I am sorry.

everyone.

I'm here to find you...to redeem...

It's like he knew from the first moment he saw that girl that she wasn't his real queen...

Because he knows that the flesh and blood of the colossus can only carry memories and imprints, but there is no way to really revive the once broken consciousness. The countless people who fell had already sacrificed for him 3000 years ago.

Only He became the only attachment in that old age.

And now.

I'm coming for you.

Everyone……

He lowered his head without a god, and the vast cursed darkness has already enveloped the entire space of consciousness, like countless climbing vines, sweeping toward it.

So cold, so dark, the darkness seems to be able to extinguish all hope in your heart.

so slim...

……

But why?

Why am I not broken yet?

Why didn't I fall into the boundless darkness, why did the light and warmth seem to flash before my eyes.

thump—

thump—

A powerful heartbeat, like the beating of the pulse, sounded in the boundless darkness and rang in his ears.

It seemed that there was such a ray of light, which was born from his broken consciousness little by little, and injected a source of vitality into his body little by little.

what is that?

Why is it so warm?

Am I not dead?

Or, this is the world after the consciousness is broken...

If this is the case, then they should be very happy living here after being broken.

She finally opened her eyes in confusion.

But at that moment, his pupils suddenly dilated, and the light accumulated in his silver pupils, making him speechless in a daze.

"You stupid!"

There were bursts of violent gasps.

"I haven't let you die yet... Do you really think you can get away so quickly?! You really are... hopeless!"

that moment.

She knelt there as if withered.

And in front of her, on the boundary line between him and the cursed darkness, that man stood there, holding his chest tightly with one hand, and constantly conveying the power of the activated Colossus Heart to him , his other hand bloomed with a dazzling silver light, resisting the curse that shrouded the sky for him.

His body was constantly twisting, and his eyes were already blood red, but those two hands did not move at all.

In the interweaving of gold and silver, in the vast darkness, he almost became the only light beam in this space of consciousness.

It's like holding life in one hand and light in the other.

Maybe it's just kindness.

Maybe it's just pity.

Just ah.

Have you ever thought that at the moment you withered, there would really be such a stranger who was willing to hold up that piece of sky for you...

Tell you……

"Live!"