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

But in fact, He knows that this place is the prison of the gods.

Even if he could really regain the fighting power of Colossus at its peak, it would be absolutely impossible for him to escape the shackles of this hell.

But there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart...

What if?

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

That's why I could endure those three thousand years of loneliness.

That's why I desperately wanted to jump up.

There was a tiny stream of light flowing in her eyes, which made him hold Lin En's arm tightly.

But now...

Everything is broken.

He led the entire Colossus civilization toward this dusk.

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

Just like three thousand years ago.

His Queen chose self-sacrifice in His presence.

Not only His queen, but also all the Colossus consciousnesses at that time. They were all strong men who had experienced hundreds of battles. They were all the people who had been fighting with Him from the time of his ascension to the present, and they also did

Made the same decision as the queen.

They used their sacrifices to block the curse of hell and win this last chance for Him.

He became the hope of the entire Colossus civilization!

Because He is the King!

He was not only carrying himself, but also the hopes and futures of all the broken people at that time, as well as their traditions and long-term visions. This allowed Him to only succeed, not fail! He could not fail!

Because if he fails, what he will abandon is the sustenance and hope of all his people!

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

He suddenly raised his head, looked up to the sky and cried.

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

"You put all your hopes on me, and you all believe in me without reservation!! But I never told you, I don't know!! I don't know if we can really succeed! I don't know

Can we really leave this hell?!"

"I want to leave! I want to leave with all of you! I think about it all the time!"

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

His hoarse cries echoed throughout the sky.

Lin En stared blankly.

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

He is not desperate, just because He is the King of the Colossus. He actually understands the desperate reality revealed by this hell better than anyone else.

He also knew that he would definitely fail.

But He still wanted to try.

Taking all the people and fighting against the odds, just for that impossible possibility...

And now.

Everything was just as He thought, and it ushered in the ending that was destined to fail.

He sat slumped there lifelessly, tiny rays of light continued to fragment from his body, he murmured, and his whole body was like a dead corpse.

"sorry……"

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

"I just don't want to face the ending of this prisoner, and I don't want to accept this desperate 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 keep our destiny in our own hands..."

Click——

The cracks in His body were broken again.

But He was still in vain, murmuring as he looked towards the darkness that covered the sky, and the curse that was spreading crazily towards Him.

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

"I must... take on the responsibility of being a king..."

He knelt down heavily and weakly, his eyes blankly reflecting the biting curse, and dense cracks almost covered his whole body.

sorry.

Everyone.

I come to you... to atone my sins...

Just like He already knew the first time he saw that girl, that she was not 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 broken consciousness. His queen has actually been broken for a long time, so she stayed with him.

The countless people who fell had already sacrificed for him three thousand years ago.

Only He became the only attachment in the old era.

And now.

I'm coming to find you.

Everyone……

He lowered his head godlessly, and the vast darkness of the curse had already enveloped the entire consciousness space, sweeping towards it like countless climbing vines.

So cold, so dark, so dark that it seems 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 still seem to be flashing in front of my eyes?

Boom——

Boom——

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

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

what is that?

Why is it so warm?

Am I not dead?

Or should we say, this is the world after 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 light accumulated in his silver pupils, leaving him dumbfounded and unable to speak a word.

"You stupid!"

There were bursts of violent breathing.

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

that moment.

She knelt there in a withered state.

And in front of her, on the boundary between him and the cursed darkness, the man stood there like that, clutching his chest with one hand and constantly conveying to him the power of the activated Heart of the Colossus.

, his other hand bloomed with the dazzling silver light, resisting the curse that covered the sky for him.

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

In the intertwining 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 good intentions.

Maybe it's just pity.

It's just.

Have you ever thought that at the moment when you are withering, there will really be such a stranger who is willing to hold up the sky for you...

Tell you……
Chapter completed!