The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

Chapter 300 Who is He?

Him?
Lin Nan had heard about this person from others more than once.

Who is He?
He is the greatest tower of this era.

The Queen held Lin Nan's chin in her hands, raising it high. She positioned herself in a superior position, casting her dark eyes into the eyes of the girl in her hands.

With his black hair and black eyes, He was truly satisfied.

"tower?"

Lin Nan's body froze completely. Her consciousness was still functioning, but her limbs were no longer under her control. At this moment, she should have struggled and tried to escape, but she couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance. She could only act like a puppet with its strings cut, completely at the mercy of others.

She knew what it was—it was the Guide's mental suggestion, a method she herself often used on monsters and Sentinels, but in front of the Queen, whose mental power was higher than hers, she became the one being manipulated.

But more than being controlled, she was confused by the information revealed in the Queen's words.

塔？
Why a tower?

The two words echoed repeatedly in her mind. Lin Nan struggled to turn her only movable eyeball and looked up at the dazzling dome above her head.

The first time I noticed that this white tower, which represents stability and protection, could generate such an unusual... chill.

Could it be that the tower... is also a conscious "being"?

This thought suddenly flashed through Lin Nan's almost frozen mind.

Almost at the same instant this idea surfaced—

The scarlet carpet beneath my feet suddenly came to life!

No longer the slow, tentative fluctuations of before, but a sudden, intensified, and clearly intentional writhing. The deep, rhythmic heartbeat was amplified several times in an instant, like the first heartbeat of an ancient beast awakening, heavy and powerful, striking directly on Lin Nan's eardrums and bones.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

A strange pulsation, somewhere between warm flesh and eerie fabric, carrying an unmistakable biological warmth, even a slight dampness, was fiercely eroding upwards through the thin soles of her shoes.

Lin Nan felt a clear sense of envelopment and suction at her ankle, as if she would be completely swallowed and assimilated by this greedy scarlet color in the next second!
The queen looked down at her as her pupils suddenly contracted, a knowing smile playing on her lips, as if admiring her prey finally seeing the full picture of the trap.

"The succession of the throne requires a grand ceremony, but unfortunately my body... will not live to see that day." The Queen sighed, her fingertip gently touching Lin Nan's brow.

She finally removed her mental barrier, and her real voice rang close to Lin Nan's ear—

It was a strange duality of voice, like that of a young girl and an old woman at the same time. Warm breath sprayed on her neck, the air carrying a strange sweet and pungent smell of decaying nectar and newborn spider silk.

In an instant, a crimson light, as if alive, burrowed into her skin.

"Thorn-"

Without warning, the fabric on Lin Nan's back tore open, revealing a purplish-black crack in the center of her exposed shoulder blades, which was being forced open by brute force.

Strangely, instead of feeling pain from the torn skin, she felt waves of electric-like tingling, which made her toes curl up.

From the first moment the Queen saw her, she knew that the urge to possess her was about to burst through her decaying skin.

So small... so fragile...

Having just been promoted to S-rank, he was so fragile that he could be crushed with a single pinch... A constant stream of emotions, accompanied by desires that were already beyond his control, emanated from his body, and spider silk had already quietly wrapped around Lin Nan's ankles along the cracks in the floor tiles of the main hall.

She felt the spiritual energy surging within this young body, as sweet and alluring as freshly brewed honey.

What amazed her most was the child's mental state—so pure that every cell in her body screamed with the urge to defile it.

【tasty……】

I don't know who uttered this sigh.

"Your sentinels have nurtured you with all their might. Don't resist...enjoy the process..." The Queen's voice transformed into countless soft hands, stroking her trembling spine. "This is His great spiritual power...open yourself and accept it..."

A sweet sigh escaped Lin Nan's throat, her consciousness began to fade, as if sinking into a pool of thick honey, hallucinations washing over her like a tidal wave—

She saw herself lying in the center of a huge, soft "spider web" woven from countless warm threads...

"Ugh...!" In reality, Lin Nan suddenly convulsed, a broken groan escaping from her throat, her neck involuntarily arching backward.

A phantom pain came from the area where my shoulder blades were, as if the crack there was being stretched and widened again by an unseen force...

The Queen's whispers vanished, replaced by the overlapping, intertwined, thunderous heartbeats, so close they were deafening.

Her vision blurred and swayed in the tide of memory; she couldn't clearly "see" the surrounding figures...

My sweet baby...

[Muttering...]

[Guide Lin...]

The familiar, heart-stopping address, mixed with hot, disordered breathing, spilled from those indistinct mouths, burning her skin, her ears, and seeping into the depths of her chaotic consciousness.

The voice was a mixture of desire, longing, dependence, and a hint of... a kind of fanaticism that seemed to want to tear her apart and devour her.

"Human emotions are the best nourishment, especially desires and fears that transcend reason." The Queen's voice rang out at the opportune moment, calm to the point of cruelty. "And it is because you possess the ability to control these two emotions that you are so invincible in the mental world of those sentinels..."

The Queen's whisper pierced precisely into Lin Nan's gradually fading consciousness, proclaiming the essence and destiny of all her power.

A short, suppressed groan escaped Lin Nan's throat, then abruptly stopped.

The last spark of light in her eyes was swallowed up by the giant wave and extinguished in an instant.

Deep within his pupils, only a void remained, a pure blackness reflecting the cold, shimmering light of the dome—

"How long has my little one been inside?"

Beneath the palace, Caesar, covered in wounds, appeared behind the group.

Lan Yin, who had been standing at the very front, turned around and answered him, "About five minutes..."

But before he could finish speaking, his collar was grabbed tightly by the furious Caesar!
"Damn it, you're the one who tricked my little darling back, aren't you?!"

(End of this chapter)