Back in the Matriarch's sanctum, he had released the suppression on the Crying Clown, and that had almost instantly plunged him into a manic state of raging lust.

And it was also at that moment that the Matriarch personally suppressed the Clown's curse for him, curbing the frenzied growth of desire within his heart.

And that restriction set within his body.

It had also greatly mitigated the impact of the Desire Strike on his consciousness.

But after this prolonged assault.

Even that Root-level restriction had become increasingly thin.

Vaguely, deep within the depths of his bloodshot, savage eyes, there seemed to be a silhouette that, as if also sensing the external assault, twisted and squirmed wildly.

But he still walked step by step on the edge of collapse, advancing toward the very center of the calamity.

Couldn't hold back!

At the center of the forest valley's floor, that blood-red maiden, like a weeping willow, gritted her teeth, desperately maintaining her power. But even so, the darkness pressing down from above drew ever closer, and the pressure upon her grew increasingly immense.

She was indeed beginning to falter.

Because on one hand, she had to continuously interfere with that human's desires to prevent his engraving.

On the other, she had to simultaneously resist the Desire Strike that Lynn was also imposing on her, keeping her attention fully focused.

The pressure and consumption from three fronts.

This made her feel as if she had instantly returned to three thousand years ago, when she had likewise struggled to resist the calamity from the stars while desperately trying to save millions of her subjects' lives—only to end in heartbreaking failure at the final moment, losing everything!

As if no matter what she did, she could never achieve perfection...

"Ah!!!"

A long roar echoed toward the sky.

The young girl lifted her head with force, her unyielding cry filling the air as her long hair drifted wildly.

Her body began to grow wildly. Amidst the ashes of the phantom forest valley's floor, she transformed into her true form—the Flesh and Blood Colossal Tree that blotted out the sky—just like three thousand years ago, using her branches to prop up that dark sky!

And Lynn, step by step, with bloodshot eyes, had already arrived at the border between Wandering Souls Alley and the forest valley.

Struggling forward through the writhing Tree Realm.

Cutting through thorns of desire and pain.

Seeing this, Lynn also knew that when she was forced to transform into her true body, it meant that the darkness above had already placed her under such immense pressure that she had no choice but to resist with all her might.

But it wouldn't end like this.

Because the reason he had come so close, the reason he had shown such a do-or-die courage, was that he knew he wouldn't die.

Because he still had his biggest trump card.

A silvery-white glow began to emanate from his tentacles.

[ Ding! Would you like to apply the "Limited-Time Curse Removal Ability" to the target immediately? ]

With the System prompt ringing in his ears, Lynn gritted his teeth and continued to drag himself forward step by step.

Desire Mother Tree!

You weren't always a goddess of desire. You were once the goddess of nature and life. You were cursed into your current form, but it was also the curse that granted you your current Root-level power of desire!

It is both your shackle and your source of strength.

And haven't you always wondered why so many Root-level beings are willing to treat me well?

I can tell you now!

Because I...

Am the one who can free you all from this painful fate!

In that instant.

Just as the massive flesh-and-blood trunk blotted out the entire sky, Lynn simultaneously activated his Limited-Time Curse Removal Ability, madly unleashing it upon the Desire Mother Tree's branches.

"Activate!"

Whoosh—

In an instant.

Blinding silver light spread out from Lynn's body, surging and crashing over the vast, writhing Tree Realm around him.

And the Desire Mother Tree, now transformed into the sky-obscuring giant, trembled violently.

Deep within the Flesh and Blood Colossal Tree.

In that young girl's pupils, the flow of silver light spreading across her branches like a sea of stars was reflected.

Her consciousness, in that moment, was blasted into a vast blankness.

Because where the silver light touched her branches and vines, the curse began to recede. She saw green leaves and bloody flesh interwoven, and in this hell, for the first time, natural buds blossomed upon her body...

So familiar.

So warm.

Stunned, she gazed at this sight, struck by sudden enlightenment. In an instant, she understood why so many Root-level beings were willing to surround him.

She turned her head sharply, her eyes trembling as she gazed from afar at that crimson head within the Tree Realm.

Was that it...?

Was that the reason?!

He possessed...

The ability to weaken and remove Root-level curses?

So that's why so many Root-level beings were willing to offer him protection, willing to stay with him and help erase their suffering—was that it?!

Trembling.

A surge of immense joy and piercing cold swept through her simultaneously.

But in the same instant, she also realized his sinister intent. Because most of her current power came from the curse upon her. To weaken her curse at this moment would be nothing less than letting that darkness... kill her!

Because she had long since become a root of flesh and blood. She had been completely transformed by the curse. She couldn't be like the Twelve-Winged Angel, who could still maintain her divine essence even while trapped in hell.

Even if the flesh withered away.

Revealing her natural form beneath.

She could no longer control the power of nature. She could no longer transform into a tree spirit like before...

Because without the curse, she was nothing...

She stared blankly.

Gazing at the sky-covering darkness—the same projection that had killed her three thousand years ago.

No!

No, no!

In that instant, the longing to return to nature was immediately overtaken by her ferocious gaze. Her beautiful face twisted once more, as hideous as an evil ghost from hell.

Although she desperately wished to return to nature, she would never allow herself to fail here!

Because she wanted to go home!

Compared to returning to nature...

That was her true obsession, her true destination!

And as long as she could obtain the Colossus's Heart, there was hope of going back. Before she could grasp that hope, she would never, ever allow herself to stop here!

Never allow it!

"Lynn!!!"

That savage roar, as if pouring out all the bitter unwillingness of her tears.

The voice echoed across the entire sky for a long time. She controlled her trunk, madly spreading toward Lynn, who stood firm within the silver radiance.

Forcefully breaking through the tide of silver light.

Enveloping his massive head.

How she wished, how she wished, that the curse upon her could be lifted.

But now.

She still had to rely on the immense power that the curse granted her!

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