Chapter 684: So, It's Come Down to Gambling?

At this moment, within that hazy illusion, two furious souls were both completely addled, continuously unleashing their abilities against each other.

Under normal circumstances, with Lynn's soul strength, a single blow would probably shatter it.

But under the effect of the Titan Curse.

He had essentially activated a health lock.

With the curse backing him up, his consciousness would remain in an undying state for these few minutes.

But undying was one thing; the negative effects brought by the Desire Strike were still very real, hammering down on him and wildly disrupting his willpower and resolve.

And in this state.

It was all about who would cave first and surrender!

"You despicable thief! You're nothing but a mere human—how dare you challenge me in the domain of desire?! I will kill you! Once your curse ends, I will tear you limb from limb!"

The Desire Mother Tree shrieked hysterically, hatred staining her eyes bloodshot and wet.

She had never suffered such a profound insult, and she would never give up. She had to escape this hell. She refused to keep suffering in this Dark World!

Lynn gritted his teeth fiercely, his gaze gradually turning savage amidst the madness and lust as he stared in her direction and said:

"We'll see who wins in the end!"

"And even if you stop me from inscribing the magic circle, I won't necessarily lose. I've bet everything I have, and now you're not just facing me. I want to see if, under the influence of desire, you still have the courage to face that darkness that cast you down to hell!"

BOOOOOM—

Above that burning forest valley, over the smoldering ashes, the pitch-black starry sky pressed ever closer.

An overwhelming sense of oppression swept through.

And the Desire Mother Tree immediately understood his intention.

With the magic circle difficult to inscribe, he had actually shifted the leverage against her back to that projection she feared!

"You bastard!"

She gritted her teeth and once again mobilized her full power, weaving a sky-covering net above to increase the energy level blocking that darkness.

And Lynn knew that this was almost his only remaining hope for survival!

Even if he couldn't completely influence her, he would at least drag down her judgment and reaction speed to the minimum, letting that darkness become the final straw to break her!

Because Lynn had long since realized that the reason she hadn't truly manifested before him was that she was still caught up in the influence of that projection—just like what Sir Aiwen had experienced. The darkness she feared in her heart was fighting against her within that very projection!

If that was the case.

Then the situation was already crystal clear!

CRRRREAK—

Lynn gritted his teeth, and at this moment, he frantically lifted the Self-Binding Angel curse's suppression on himself, breaking free from the invincible state.

He crawled forward, never retreating, step by step through the sea of trees toward that forest illusion, trudging relentlessly.

Madness.

"You have to keep hitting me with desire strikes, because that's the only way to stop me from inscribing. If you pause even for a moment, I'll carve another stroke. When that light barrier descends, you're dead!"

"But likewise, as long as I'm still here, I'll keep interfering with you through desire! If you can't hold out, that darkness will crush you, and you'll still be trapped!"

"But you still have one way out: let me leave now, focus on fighting your projection, and I'll stop inscribing the magic circle. We go our separate ways!"

Lynn was threatening.

He was laying out her current predicament plainly before her.

But the Desire Mother Tree's twisted voice came quickly, still filled with madness and resolve.

"No! There's still another way: once your curse timer runs out, I'll immediately suppress you. You won't inscribe the magic circle, and you won't interfere with me anymore. In the end, I'll still take you down!"

At those words.

Lynn knew that her stubbornness and insanity had left no room for negotiation.

Lynn let out a ragged laugh. "So, it's come down to gambling, has it?"

The Desire Mother Tree sneered, "That's right!"

Fine!

Very well!

Then Lynn abandoned any thoughts of a retreat. Let them gamble on who would end up with the worst outcome!

Both of them had nearly descended into madness.

Especially when a person was pushed to the edge, they often erupted with extreme willpower. Besides the undead curse, there was another barrier influencing things that he hadn't even realized.