The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

Chapter 229 The Guide is Not an Accessory, But a Partner

The spider web was woven from Arachne's spiritual silk, and Lin Nan's every movement could be clearly perceived by him.

Lin Nan extended her spiritual power and gently tugged at his spider silk.

The tall sentry, pinned to the ground, trembled with helplessness.

Strangely, he did not feel any pain from this mental intrusion. When the spider web came into contact with Lin Nan, it made a pleasant vibration, as if he had remembered her scent from a very long time ago and was looking forward to her visit again.

Arachne was pinned to the ground by Caesar. For the first time, the man did not resist, but obediently allowed his lower body to slowly transform into the shape of a spider.

Although he found the wild cat's paws a bit disgusting, they smelled of his favorite classmate, Lin, so he reluctantly pressed them against it. Arachne's mental channel was located on one side of the spider's abdomen, a spot that ordinary people would never be able to find unless he deliberately revealed it.

Lin Nan touched the bone structure that was a different color from the usual place. The delicate pink color struggled to envelop her spiritual power. Arachne's eyes showed both pain and excitement. Her long eyelashes were covered with moisture and trembled on them, half falling off.

"Student Lin... here..."

He even took the initiative to grab her wrist, guiding her to touch the nerve clusters under the bone fragments more deeply. She slowly pushed them aside, delving into that unknown nest that had never been explored by outsiders.

Suddenly, a damp mist rose in Arachne's mental landscape, and a light drizzle fell onto the crisscrossing spiderweb. Each drop of "rain" transformed into a shimmering silver thread of spirit the instant it touched the silk, imbued with life as it moved along the crystalline veins of the web, ultimately flowing into the sea and rushing towards Arachne's violently heaving chest.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty, and the tear that had been hanging in the corner of his eye finally fell.

His neck, tilted back, arched with a fragile curve, and beneath his rain-dampened eyelashes, his gaze trembled violently like the wings of a butterfly trapped in a spiderweb.

—Such a broken look in his eyes.

Despite being separated by Caesar, Lin Nan could still sense the undercurrents surging behind the other's mental barrier.

Now is not the time to worry about such things.

Lin Nan shook his head, letting those obscure thoughts escape his mind.

The Zerg's mental power is so formidable because their mental power is never isolated.

High-level sentinels' mental networks can instinctively capture the mental fluctuations of all their kind in the vicinity and use them for their own purposes.

Centered on Arachne, Lin Nan cast a shielding spell. As she expected, her mental energy, through the dense spider silk, began to surge in all directions into the mental images of all the Zerg sentinels on the battlefield.

"Lin... if you make me yours, the effect will be even more significant."

The handsome man, while experiencing the tremendous changes occurring within his body, looked at Lin Nan with a half-smile.

"My skill range is only ten meters. Disperse your men to various corners and work together with Tahir's sentries to defend against the enemy in pairs."

Lin Nan issued the command within his mental framework.

Arachne's lips curved into a satisfied smile, his purple eyes gleaming in the dim mental landscape.

“Ten meters...that's enough.” He chuckled, his tongue slowly tracing the sharp canines. “We'll cooperate fully with those stray cats. But after it's done, remember...to deliver on your promise of reward…”

As he finished speaking, his hair moved without wind, like the tentacles of some nocturnal creature, swaying gently with the flow of spiritual energy.

The Zerg sentinels on the entire battlefield suddenly froze for a moment—then a purple light flashed in their eyes as Arachne transmitted Lin Nan's mental energy through his "web" into the mental landscape of each of them.

The night seemed to bring a cool breeze, blowing away all the heat and suffocation. The sentinels, who had been on the verge of collapse from the corruption, gradually cleared their pupils, replacing them with a sharp, increasingly lucid light. The Zerg sentinels instinctively raised their hands to touch their chests, unable to believe that the tormenting pressure had dissipated so easily.

Upon receiving the next instruction, they scattered and found the unlinked sentinels, joining them side by side.

Each Zerg Sentinel is firmly protected within a ten-meter radius by Lin Nan's mental shielding ability; as long as they move within this range, the contamination value is ineffective.

The more people Arachne connected with, the more mental energy Lin Nan consumed. Countless massive emotional waves surged towards Lin Nan, and she received them one by one.

The guide's spiritual power is like a gentle rain, washing away every inch of scorched earth on the battlefield. The great tree in the image stands unmoved amidst the emotional storm, filtering and transforming the surging, polluted emotions into pure energy, which is then fed back into the spiritual network.

Lin Nan evenly distributed these energies into small pieces, scattering them on each soldier on the battlefield. Although the effect was not as good as one-on-one combat, these were enough to become the strongest support for each soldier.

Guides are never appendages of sentries, but rather equally matched partners in a dance.

Standing atop the pure white tower, Lin Nan closed her eyes, her mind filled with thousands of mental images on the verge of collapse.

Countless spiritual threads extended from her body, each connecting to a sentry on the battlefield.

Through these threads, she seemed to be experiencing this battle simultaneously—

She saw sharp insect claws tearing apart the monster's body, saw sniper bullets piercing the aberration's core, saw red blood splattering on the ground mixing with black engine oil to form eerie patterns...

The sentries are slaughtering their own people, whom they know best, using the very fighting methods they know best.

Everyone felt heavy-hearted.

Don't be afraid.

Lin Nan opened her arms, and those negative emotions that were enough to drive the sentinels mad were gently incorporated into her mental landscape.

Let's see them off...

A gentle female voice is like the softest drop of water, flowing into the heart yet as powerful and resonant as steel!

What kind of feeling is this?

No one could explain it clearly because they had never experienced it.

Calm, powerful, absolute—

Like an ancient tree, it has planted its roots deep into their spiritual soil, thoroughly strengthening their tottering souls.

When no more new Sentinels mutated on the battlefield, everything became simpler, and the situation was quickly brought under control.

The layers of pollution finally receded like a receding tide, revealing the city's original peaceful state.

"Kaiser, Arachne, three o'clock!"

Amidst the faint fluctuations, Lin Nan finally caught a glimpse of that almost imperceptible aura.

She tugged at their mental energy and issued a command.

(End of this chapter)