Chapter 635: The Hand Behind the Plague Doctor |
"Root!"
Was it her?!
The Mother Goddess behind the Plague Doctor!
Had she sensed her follower's predicament, or had she been watching this place all along, choosing this exact moment to strike so ruthlessly?!
In that instant.
Lynn didn't hesitate for even a second. Amidst the flying fragments of flesh and blood, he grabbed the pitch-black eye that was covered in cracks.
But everything happened too fast!
It was as if she already knew he had used the Cursed Eye to curse Doctor 315. The moment she appeared, she destroyed the puppet that housed the Cursed Eye with lightning speed.
But why didn't she kill him?!
Was she really just here to take Doctor 315 away?!
Amidst the wildly dancing black feathers.
Lynn didn't hesitate. With a sharp *smack*, he jammed the cracked Cursed Eye directly into his right eye socket. Then he immediately lifted his head. The Cursed Eye constricted violently, and pitch-black lines spread across his face in an instant.
"Death Bind!"
*Boom!*
Almost instantly, a frenzied, demonic roar erupted from the deepest depths of his eye.
A pitch-black stream of light transformed into dense chains of darkness, frantically spreading toward Doctor 315, who was about to be taken away.
He wanted to suppress him again!
To tear him away from that Root's grasp!
Because there was still so much he needed to dig out of that man's brain!
But everything happened too fast!
As if that Root had already known he would pull this trick, the pale hand that reached out from the spatial rift waved once. In an instant, the flying black feathers swirled wildly around Doctor 315, and the curse Lynn had released was redirected by those feathers, flowing directly toward that pale hand.
*Clatter!*
The chains instantly bound themselves around that arm.
But Lynn immediately saw that the chains couldn't affect her at all. Like snakes, they were absorbed deep into the rift instead.
That was...
In that moment, Lynn's consciousness exploded like a thunderclap.
His entire body trembled violently.
Because he could clearly feel that the curse he had released hadn't been dispelled at all. It had been...
Assimilated!
Like a drop of water falling into the ocean...
Drawn by some higher-level curse of the same nature, becoming part of that vast sea.
At that moment.
An absurd thought flooded Lynn's entire mind like a tsunami, giving rise to an impractical, terrifying speculation!
"HAHAHAHA!"
Amidst the flying feathers, Doctor 315's body was pulled backward by that force.
His face twisted into a fanatical, savage grin.
"You didn't see this coming, did you?!"
"You crazy bastard!"
"You never expected Mother Goddess Majesty to protect me, did you?!"
"I knew Mother Goddess Majesty would never abandon me! I was the first believer to answer Her Majesty's call! I personally built this great foundation for Her Majesty! And you thought you could take my life?! Dream on!!"
His gaze burned with ferocious glee.
Because no one wanted to die.
And the older you get, the more you fear death—let alone a ruler who had stood at the pinnacle for thousands of years!
Indeed.
Lynn hadn't accounted for this.
Because when you stand on the ground, you can see every ant's path, calculate where they'll step next. But when you look up, you can't see what's happening beyond the clouds.
But...
Lynn suddenly lifted his head, pressing down on his bleeding Cursed Eye. He stomped his foot against the ground and, without any hesitation, charged toward Doctor 315 through the flying black feathers.
Black feathers danced wildly. The entire First Chamber was swallowed by rolling, raging winds.
And reflected in his pupils...
Was the hand wrapped in feathers that had torn through space. The Root's power surged madly around it, distorting the entire space.
Silver Fantasy and Miaomiao's expressions shifted drastically.
"Lynn (Brother)?!"
They were desperate, instantly recognizing the gravity of the situation.
But what was he doing?!
What was he trying to do?!
Although they didn't know what kind of monster lurked behind that spatial rift, it was unquestionably a Root-level powerhouse!
If he charged in recklessly, it would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an ant trying to shake a tree!
Was he insane?!
But Lynn's expression remained calm. Or rather, he knew exactly what he was doing.
He took one step forward.
In the raging storm, the black feathers slashed wound after wound across his body with rustling sounds. And he was getting closer, closer!
"You crazy bastard! You insignificant ant!"
Doctor 315 roared at him, his face twisted with malice.
And he didn't believe Lynn could do anything.
Although Mother Goddess Majesty couldn't fully descend, that didn't mean some insignificant human could blaspheme against her!
"If you want to die so badly, I'll grant your wish right now!"
Without any hesitation.
His face tore into a gleeful, hateful expression. In the moment he was being dragged toward the spatial rift behind him, he forced his body to explode with countless tentacles, launching a dense assault at Lynn as he leaped forward.
"I want you dead!"
He roared savagely.
Those countless tentacles instantly transformed into a sky-covering net, shooting toward Lynn's body with explosive force.
Lynn stomped hard on the ground and suddenly looked up. Without any intention of dodging, he leaped straight toward the surging tentacles, toward Doctor 315, toward the hand in the rift behind him.
"Brother!!"
Inside his body, Alice's face changed drastically. She wanted to force Lynn's body to dodge, but she felt the absolute determination in his will.
Only Zuo Zuo cursed him fiercely before instantly transforming into a massive shield, blocking in front of him.
Because only she knew.
Only she was the idiot who spent every day with this guy!
Only she knew that he must have some purpose, that he knew exactly what he was doing!
But his personality was still so damn infuriating!!
"You idiot! Don't just make people worry like that!!"
Zuo Zuo screamed.
And in that exact moment, Lynn leaped into the air. His body hung suspended midair as the dense barrage of tentacles shot toward him, mere inches away.