Therefore, after several struggles, Annan not only failed to stop the fall, but got closer and closer to the root cause.

"It's over, this time it's really over."

A look of despair appeared in Annan's eyes.

The suction from the vortex of the root cannot be resisted at all. There is no special place in his soul, and it is difficult to escape.

He didn't even find the way back, how could he escape?

The place where consciousness is located is extremely close to the source, close to the true "nothing".

There was nothing, nothing existed, so Annan who fell here couldn't even find his way back to his body.

...Damn, could it be that I really want to be sucked into the root and die like this?

Annan gritted his teeth, and the expression on his face was extremely unwilling.

He is really not reconciled!

He didn't die when he wanted to die, but he died when he didn't want to die.

"Damn, damn, damn! Why is this! Why is everything not as I wish!"

After crossing over, he was tortured like death, and he wanted to die several times.

But just when he was finally redeemed and began to have expectations for the future, this happened.

Is there anything more cruel than this?

In despair meets hope, and hope disappears into despair again.

Extreme luck and extreme misfortune appeared one after another in Annan's body...

Just like, all the gifts of destiny have already secretly marked the price.

"Sorry, Tiamat."

Annan's expression was bitter, revealing helpless despair, and almost all of his soul sank into the root.

Are you going to die...

The spirit body gradually began to collapse, unable to perceive anything.

Both omniscient and ignorant, consciousness is about to disappear in a blank...

Finally, in the blurred perspective, he seemed to see some familiar figures.

With long hair as light blue as water, she has the feeling of love and kindness of the mother world, beautiful and sad, strong and fragile...

Who is this guy?

He didn't know who the figure was, but he still instinctively stretched out his arm towards the figure, like a drowning person trying to grab the last straw.

Then, the hallucinations continued.

The hand that was stretched out seemed to feel the touch of being held, soft, warm, and reassuring.

"...Tia...Matt..."

The soul that was about to lose itself suddenly murmured.

The name that I can't remember is just read out.

Immediately afterwards, the spirit body that was about to disperse suddenly solidified, and the soul that fell into the root grinned.

"Tiamat, Tiamat, Tiamat! How could I forget this name! How could I forget this name!"

Chanting the name madly, Annan's eyes gradually became clearer.

Yeah, how could it be forgotten!

She is the first and only person Annan met in this world!

This kind of existence that is almost engraved into DNA, it is more difficult for him to forget than to kill him.

"Also, it's not an illusion at all."

Annan, who had regained consciousness, maintained the gesture of reaching out, feeling the touch of his palms, and then jumped.

An incredible scene appeared!

The soul that almost completely fell into the root, stretched out a hand from the root vortex, and climbed out of a small body.

"Really, I was so disrespectful just now!"

Said in a self-deprecating manner, Annan's outstretched hand seemed to be holding something, pulling hard to prevent the suction of the vortex of roots from sucking him back.

That was his fate with Tiamat!

What he held tightly in his hand was the only connection he had with this Moon Moon World, the only fate that had come from the only person he knew!

This is also...

The only beacon that can bring Annan back to reality from his roots!

Originally, this beacon would also disappear because Annan entered the root, but——

"I will never let you erase it, Root!"

An Nan's face showed an unprecedented anger, and his ferocious eyes were like a giant dragon that had been hit against scales.

"Because—this is my only treasure!"

That was the only thing he had come to this world!It was his last piece of cheese!

Whoever dares to touch his last piece of cheese, he will die with whomever!

Even if that thing is the root, even if my ego is on the verge of disappearing——

He will also wake up and give everything to fight!

Chapter 19 Hotter than hope, deeper than despair

"Guuu-!"

The moan squeezed out of his throat was like the roar of a wild beast.

His relationship with Tiamat is like an invisible thread that binds Annan so that he will not fall to the root.

However, even if you can no longer fall into the root...

He couldn't get out of it immediately after he was half-sunk into it.

That is the root after all!

Except for beings that flow from the source, those who have entered the interior cannot return.

Annan did not disappear from the root for a moment, but rushed out again, which was enough to shock the world.

He was able to do this thanks to his being a transmigrator.

The Vortex of the Root is the beginning and end of everything, and every existence in the Moon World can find its own record here.

Broadly speaking, all beings in the Moon can be seen as part of the Vortex of Roots.

Since it is itself a part of its existence, those who enter the root have no resistance at all.

But Annan is different, he is a traveler from another world.

His soul does not belong here, it belongs to the existence of a foreign body to the root.

It is for this reason that Annan is a little bit more stubborn than other magicians who have reached the root cause, and was not killed by the root cause the first time.

Only then did Annan's soul realize his only fate when he was about to die, and he had the hope of breaking out of the root cause.

However, it is only hope.

"Damn, it's like being stuck in a swamp, it's hard to get out!"

Annan stubbornly held on to the line of fate, fighting against the suction of the vortex of the root, and wanted to get out.

Regrettably, the results were minimal.

Every inch forward, the suction increases exponentially, making it difficult for Annan to support.

"Already...Is it approaching the limit..."

Annan's expression was extremely ferocious because of the pain, and the arm that held Fate trembled uncontrollably under the prolonged tension.

The pulling force that he wanted to get out of and crawled out desperately, the root source absorbed the suction that he didn't let him go.

Two opposing forces acted on his soul, giving Annan the illusion that his body was being torn apart.

The so-called punishment of dismembering the body by five horses is no more than that.

The burning pain burned on the soul, like a needle piercing the marrow, like a knife smashing testicles.

A little gap gradually appeared on the surface of Annan's soul, and he was about to crack.

If he continued to resist stubbornly, his mortal soul would definitely shatter like a glass falling.

So... let go...

If you want to die anyway, why not choose a relatively comfortable way to die?

As long as you let go of your hand, give up the last fate, and fall into the root cause, your consciousness can fall into a comfortable blank, and then you can gain eternity in the sense of fluttering as if it were about to disappear.

If you don't let go, you can only watch your soul crumble a little bit at the limit, and endure the pain of being dissipated in the long torment.

So let go!

There is only pain ahead, and integration with the source is the best destination.

Abandon that ridiculously fragile fate, complete the true root continuation, and become the truth!

At this time, as long as you let go, you can become an all-knowing and almighty being!

To have life - so make a wish, and life will happen.

To have death - so whisper, death will spread.

Just assimilate into true nothingness and everything in the world will act according to your will.

See through everything, own everything, understand everything.

Let the world and oneself interweave and merge, and the two become one, at the end of no self, looking at the pure white purgatory, on the throne of the king--

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