The villain's way to tame the protagonist

The power of nature and the power of life lingered around Anelsa's body and also around Ansel who was lying in the flowers.

"Arthur, don't move, I'll try to deal with you now..."

"Mother."

The boy just whispered so gently, and put his hand on the woman's anxious face: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm fine."

He moved his body, rested his head on Anilissa's thighs, and closed his eyes quietly.

"Let me rest for a while, that's all."

"..."

Looking at the child who had never shown such a peaceful expression in front of her, Anelsa could only stop doing what she was doing temporarily and gently touched Ansher's forehead with her trembling hands.

She was... completely unable to find out what Anser's current situation was.

That kind of endless, deep, terrifying aura...if it had even the slightest bit of hostility towards me, it would probably destroy me in an instant.

In fact, these auras were converging extremely quickly, converging to the deepest part. Even though he was so close to him, he could not detect any problem at all.

"Arthur..."

Anelsa was so frightened. She was always optimistic and lively, and had never shown such obvious panic and fear in front of Ansel.

"What happened? Why did you...what did you do these past two days?"

The boy, lying peacefully on his mother's lap with his eyes closed, did not answer.

I don't know how long it took, but after a long silence, he finally said, "Go do the right thing, mother."

"What is the right thing to do! You...what have you done to yourself!"

"Mom, I've actually been very scared."

Anser still did not answer the question. He seemed to sink into that unstable state again. He was in a trance and muttered in a dreamy voice: "I am afraid of why I exist. I am afraid that my life is meaningless. I am afraid that I can't change anything. I am even afraid of the things I see."

The boy's body gradually curled up, pressing against Anelissa's.

"I'm so scared, Mother."

Only at this time, when not making a generous speech in a restaurant, when not handling government affairs in the office, when not forcing yourself to not be weak.

Only when he rested his head on his mother's lap did he act like a normal child.

Anelsa looked at her child in astonishment, seeing the fragility and timidity he unconsciously revealed. Her eyes went blank at first, and then her whole body, from her lips to her fingertips, from her body to her soul, began to tremble.

She stammered, her choked throat unable to make any sound. The indescribable sadness that seemed to tear her heart apart made her only able to stroke the boy's forehead with trembling fingers, but she was unable to do anything even slightly bigger.

The boy seemed to sense his mother's emotions. He reached out, held the woman's trembling, completely uncontrollable hand, and put it against his cheek.

"Don't worry about me, Mother."

He rubbed Anilisa's palm gently and affectionately, like a young animal determined to leave its nest.

"I've found meaning, I'm not afraid anymore, really."

"If the value of that memory was all for that moment, if everything I've experienced in the past ten years existed for this moment, if everything I've sacrificed could bring about this moment of change—"

The boy opened his eyes, and tears welled up in his eyes that were immersed in darkness.

He smiled and said:

"It was all worth it, Mother."

At this moment, the sky above the flower field suddenly shattered, and in that elusive moment, five figures emitting powerful auras emerged from the broken space.

And they had already accumulated terrifying killing power, even the accumulated aftermath had caused the flowers and plants in the field to self-destruct.

And just when Anilissa turned around and they were about to attack——

The monster that immersed itself in the abyss awakens here.

Pure darkness that seemed to have life surged from Anilisa's arms in all directions, into the entire space. The shadow that was like mud, but also like a living thing, was beyond their understanding. Their thoughts had already covered everything.

Then, Anelsa felt herself being blown away.

Because on her legs, where her son had originally been lying, there was a huge mass of "flesh and blood" that could no longer be described as a living thing, and was completely distorted and twisted. It was howling in pain and rapidly expanding.

It was covered with dense black scales, but on the scales were wriggling endless black whiskers that looked like insects or tentacles. Each tentacle exuded such terror that it could completely shatter the soul of an ordinary transcendent at just one glance.

No one could find its mouth in this deformed and twisted mass of flesh, but it was roaring furiously with a voice that seemed to have nine overlapping voices:

“Kill them all… Kill them all…”

"Kill all...you!"

It was indescribable... devastation.

Time, space, energy, order... everything was covered by darkness, annihilated, and returned to nothingness.

Those five fifth-order transcendents didn't even have time to figure out the current situation or what was happening before they were ground into pure dregs by that mass of deformed flesh and blood... No, not even dregs, there was nothing left, nothing that existed.

But the destruction never stopped. The monster unconditionally destroyed everything around it. Even though destruction itself was meaningless at this moment, it still stubbornly and madly poured out its rage, extending its existence and the deep darkness to even more distant areas.

And in this endless destruction, at the center protected by its huge and deformed body, there is a person.

She was safe and sound, not even a hair was hurt in this extreme destruction.

When Anelissa came to her senses, everything was gone, leaving only pure, endless darkness.

"Arthur...Arthur!"

The woman, who was protected by the twisted flesh, completely collapsed and screamed: "Arthur! Don't do this... Stop... Arthur!"

"……Mother?"

It was as if the monster, who had destroyed everything and forgotten everything, stopped what he was doing after hearing her voice.

It slowly coiled up its body and lowered what seemed to be its "head", and rubbed her with its fine scales and huge head, gently, as if it was stroking her cheek with its hand.

"It's okay, it's okay... Mother."

Its voice sounded so childish at this moment. Even though it strangely overlapped nine times, it was still... a child's voice.

"I will protect you, mother... I will protect you..."

"Protect...Mother."

He seemed to have forgotten everything, even himself.

But he never forgot the reason and purpose of becoming a monster.

——This is a determination that even the abyss cannot take away.

"..."

Anelsa opened her mouth blankly, her tears bursting out and wet her cheeks and the fine and twisted scales.

It seemed like her son...would never come back.

Nothing is left of those who have been swallowed by the abyss.

Just like all Hydras that have reached their end and gone completely mad, they have become the embodiment of the abyss walking in the human world and the purest carrier of destruction.

Anelisa didn't know much. She didn't know why someone came to kill her, why Ansher knew the news, and what those words Ansher had said before meant.

But now, she already knew Anser's problem and where Anser's power lay.

“Ectoplasm…”

The tearful woman hugged the huge head that she couldn't even hold, and listened to it saying "protect mother" intermittently, while choking and murmuring:

"In order to protect me, did you seek strength from the abyss?"

Hydra itself is inseparable from the abyss, and the spiritual essence chosen by Anser can be said to be... completely immersed in the abyss.

"Silly child...silly child...how can you save me with this kind of rescue?"

Anelissa stopped crying and choking, because she knew that her child was suffering pain a thousand times more than her at all times.

However, if the child suffers a thousand times more pain, then the mother who witnesses it all will always suffer a level of pain that is always greater than that.

"Arthur...listen to me, Arthur."

Elisa, no longer crying, closed her eyes, hugged the huge head, and whispered:

"I'm sorry. I said you couldn't fool me, but I never found out what you had endured."

"I'm sorry. It was my job to protect you, but I made you suffer."

Her body emitted little fluorescent lights. At the same time, in the deepest part of the Zero Point Maze, Flamel, who was surrounded by the Contract Chiefs and laughing ecstatically, suddenly stopped laughing.

Then, he rushed back the way he came almost like a madman.

"I obviously want to watch you grow up, I want to watch you marry the girl you like and have children, I want to watch you happily tell me that I am the best mother in the world."

"But I can't do it. I'm sorry, Arthur. I'm a bad mother."

Is the erosion of the abyss irreversible?

Not necessarily... Ectoplasm is the power deep within the holder's soul. It is the foundation of supernatural power. As a power, it is ultimately to be controlled, and is not created to destroy the controller himself.

Before, no matter how unstable Anser was, he could still control that power. Therefore, as long as Anser could be freed from his current state, or suppressed and the abyss's erosion of his soul eliminated, it would be possible to restore him to his original state.

As for eliminating the abyss's erosion of the soul...

The Soul Leader is very good at this kind of thing.

"So finally, let me do a little... motherly thing, okay?"

"……Mother?"

The monster was confused and panicked, calling her: "Mother... Mother?"

"Don't be afraid, Arthur." Enelissa gently stroked the monster's head, "Even if I can't accompany you anymore, don't be afraid."

"You will meet people who care about you, cherish you, and love you just as I do. You should also treat them the same way you care about me, cherish me, and love me."

The woman's body turned into a point of light and gradually disintegrated. It was the soul's self-collapse and dissolution, and all the extraordinary things built on it were also destroyed.

And that was not a simple destruction. The endless spots of light merged into the monster's body, dissolving the darkness that was wrapped around him and repairing his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't be afraid, Arthur."

Aenelisa Delian, a mother, kissed the monster's head gently before her entire existence completely dissolved and she devoted all her soul to her child and saved him from the abyss.

Just like the moment she held her child for the first time, she kissed his forehead with such love and happiness.

"This is my destiny. If my life, my everything, was meant for this moment—"

"It'll be worth it, kid."

Her body completely turned into a point of light and disappeared into the endless darkness.

Then, the color of the abyss faded like the tide, and the distorted figure began to shrink continuously, shrinking into the petite figure of a boy.

The boy opened his eyes and looked at the endless nothingness and destruction. He looked at the surroundings where nothing was left. His lips opened and closed mechanically, but no sound came out.

He was like a puppet with his soul sucked out, sitting there slumped, his eyes devoid of all color, empty as if he was dead.

However, when his head, which had no strength to support it, slowly drooped, other colors were reflected in his eyes.

The colors of flowers.

In this endless destruction, when Anelsa's existence was completely annihilated from the inside out into nothingness, there was still a soft, hug-like bush of flowers that gently lifted the boy up.

These flowers seemed to be telling the words she had said to Anser, and also seemed to be proving that—

In this endless destruction, lies the greatest soul who defeated the abyss.

The greatest mother ever, the one who saved her own child.

Chapter 5: Before the End (K)

That was the greatest despair in Anser's life.

Just one sentence was enough for Shitana to break into Ansher's heart from the state of death.

When Anser finally had the courage to review his thoughts and feelings at that time, he just felt... ridiculous.

The young self was like a puppet being manipulated by fate. The high being above him would just raise his finger, and the silk thread would pull up his limbs and torso. With just a few movements, he would follow His will and move forward without any doubt.