Chapter 640: Aren’t You Going to Leave Something Behind for Your Student? |
Silver Fantasy’s gaze turned icy cold as well. After seeing that the puppet by Lynn’s side had also joined the battlefield, she no longer had any hesitation. She rose up and was about to leap into the fray!
For now, the advantage was still on their side.
With that bastard surnamed Lin restraining the Root, as long as they could kill this Plague Doctor, they would be able to completely secure their victory in this battle!
Without another word, she immediately sprang up and reached out to summon her Monomolecular Blade.
But the moment she moved, she froze.
She stared blankly at her empty hand, and then suddenly remembered how, not long ago, that guy had so casually taken her Monomolecular Blade right out of her grasp and used it to stab that Doctor 315.
“...”
A brief, ghostly silence.
“Ahhh—!!!”
Because he had diverted her attention so ridiculously, she only just now remembered.
Her sword—after that guy was done using it, he never gave it back. He had quietly pocketed it for himself!
[Ding! Silver Fantasy’s anger toward you +21]
[Ding! Silver Fantasy’s anger toward you +22]
[Ding! Silver Fantasy’s desire to kill you has grown even stronger!]
Silver Fantasy was so angry her teeth itched, and her fingers clenched tightly with a *crack*! But she knew that now was not the time to lose it, because if she did, she’d just look stupid. The sword was definitely not coming back, and even if she went to ask for it, he would definitely put on a very surprised expression and say to her in an incredibly astonished tone:
“No way, my dear Miss Intelligence Machine, your reaction time is way too long. Even I could easily take the sword right out of your hand. How can you be a qualified fighter like this? Isn’t that way too pathetic?!”
Silver Fantasy trembled with cold fury.
She shook her head hard, gnashing her teeth in rage, then clenched her fist and charged straight at that Doctor 315.
“Sure enough, none of these doctors are any good!”
[Ding! Silver Fantasy’s hatred toward you +14]
And almost the moment Doctor 315 violently repelled a puppet, that expression of Silver Fantasy’s seething, tooth-grinding hatred instantly appeared before his eyes.
Along with her steel-like fist.
*Boom—*
That punch landed squarely on his nasal bridge. His head snapped back instantly, his pupils dilated, blood and bone fragments sprayed through the air, and his body flew backward like a kite with a snapped string.
“That Lynn is nothing but trouble!”
Silver Fantasy coldly clenched her fist.
Doctor 315 slammed heavily into the wall, trembling as he slid down, clutching his nearly caved-in skull.
“If he’s no good, then go beat him up! Why are you coming after me?!”
This was, without a doubt, the most infuriating reason he had ever encountered in his entire life.
It was just too much!
Way too much!
...
Meanwhile, outside, the pale light spread even faster across the colossal Leviathan in the sky. Its sky-obscuring body writhed violently in agony, plummeting painfully toward the ground.
It was like slowly ripping apart the threads that had stitched the muscles together.
This was an excruciating process in itself.
In the distance, Sir Aiwen stared intently at the massive Leviathan during the heat of battle.
That aura—he wouldn’t mistake it.
It was her.
It had to be her!
His mind instantly flashed back to the scene he had witnessed long ago in the underground hall where the Matriarch resided.
The sight of countless black feathers drifting down among the dark chains, beneath a face as cold and savage as an evil ghost’s.
That was a fallen angel.
Yes.
Among the Ancient Gods who had fallen from the Upper World into the lower realms, not one was untwisted, not one remained unchanged. Even an angel could not forever preserve its holiness and faith.
Because those who fell here—
Were all monsters who lingered on this plane due to immense hatred and regret.
“Lynn, don’t let that personality fully awaken. If you can’t handle it, run at all costs!”
Sir Aiwen’s gaze sharpened to a single point.
Because only he knew.
How terrifying the Matriarch would be after fully merging into hell and falling into corruption!
And it wasn’t just Sir Aiwen. The Flesh and Blood Dominator and the Desire Mother Tree had also sensed that burst of powerful aura just now. They exchanged a glance and immediately understood what was happening.
“Is it that one from the Plague Doctors?”
The Desire Mother Tree’s lips curled into a smirk. “It seems so.”
The Flesh and Blood Dominator rasped, “It looks like the advantage is still on our side.”
Without any hesitation, the two Roots immediately shifted direction. Their colossal consciousnesses surged toward the distant Leviathan in an instant, intent on interfering.
But almost at the same time, their mental streams were cut off by the even more overwhelming power of the God of All Machines and Sir Aiwen.
“Your opponent right now is me.”
Sir Aiwen withdrew his gaze and gave a polite smile.
“Are you two old-timers really going to interfere in a battle between the younger generation?”
*Boom—*
A massive surge of Psychic Energy erupted from him, unfolding into a vast, starry spectacle above the thick black mist, as if infinite knowledge and mysteries were inscribed within it.
And that made them realize—without the Leviathan backing them up, the scales of this war had already tipped far out of their favor.
...
Deep inside the Leviathan, the combined assault of Silver Fantasy and Hei Xianyue had already cornered Doctor 315 so thoroughly that he couldn’t break free.
“Almost there! Just the last 5%!”
Lynn squinted his eyes. In the form of that colossal head, he relentlessly weakened and purged the curse afflicting the Leviathan.
At the same time, he was using high-frequency Psychological Interference to suppress the owner of that hand in front of him.
But Lynn could already clearly sense that the fallen angel on the other side of the Rift was gradually adapting to his Psychological Interference. The screams were no longer as high-pitched as before—though using volume to determine someone’s state wasn’t something a proper person would do, it was accurate nonetheless.
*Boom—*
Another max-output Psychological Interference!
The hand he was biting into spasmed violently again, the fingers twitching stiffly.
But just then, Lynn suddenly felt the aura on the other side of the Rift shift drastically. It was as if something had abruptly awakened from slumber. In the darkness, Lynn slowly saw a pair of icy, blood-red eyes staring back at him.
“Haven’t you caused enough trouble?”
The moment that cold voice rang out, Lynn knew—that fallen angel had probably awakened.
It wasn’t the Matriarch!
No matter how much the voice resembled hers, it definitely wasn’t the feeling the Matriarch would give off!
*Hum—*
In an instant, a massive shockwave came crashing down. Lynn felt the world spin around him. Even with the support of the undying curse, his consciousness felt like it was about to shatter.
But at that moment, Lynn let out a cold laugh.
“Just as I thought!”
“A consciousness directing its power is far stronger than that dazed state!”
“But Matriarch, you’ve made your move far too late. And since you’re here, aren’t you going to leave something behind for your student?”
Almost at that very moment, Lynn pushed his Curse Purge ability to its absolute limit.
Those final 5%—he took one step forward and crushed them.