I Broke the Root, So Don't Tell Anyone

"Did... it kick me out?"

Looking at the Holy Grail before him, Fang Mo subconsciously rubbed his head.

The truth behind the Three Great Families creating the Holy Grail system was to make a hole leading to the Root. And Fang Mo had indeed stabbed that hole hard just now.

But looking at it now...

It seemed the Root couldn't take it anymore?

Actually, under other circumstances, Fang Mo probably wouldn't have bothered stabbing it again.

But after entering the Root just now, he had somehow unlocked a whole bunch of mysterious Addons. And that had only been a tiny speck of light within the boundless vortex.

Considering the concept of the Root Vortex...

The Seat of Causality that recorded all information in the Type-Moon universe.

Fang Mo had reason to suspect that this thing could unlock Addons in bulk, to a certain extent.

And once new Addons were involved, Fang Mo's motivation immediately surged. He began trying to forcibly punch through the world barrier with energy and create a new hole.

"Little Grail, close up for your daddy again..."

Muttering strange nonsense, Fang Mo directly activated his dimensional authority. Energy rapidly gathered in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a mass of incomparably brilliant white radiance appeared.

Bolstered by the Overworld's dimensional energy, the white light in Fang Mo's hand twisted and churned madly, erupting with terrifying force within an extremely tiny area. If it lost control, its power could overturn an entire continent. It was like he was forcibly clutching a star core on the verge of collapse in his hand.

Space began to shatter and cave in.

A pitch-black singularity appeared out of nowhere within the white light in Fang Mo's palm.

It was some kind of wormhole formed after three-dimensional spacetime had been