The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

Chapter 239 Releasing the Monster
Lin Nan froze.

Since arriving in District Nine, she has rarely worn skirts anymore.

She usually wears the combat uniform that the director gave her.

It should have been wrapped up very tightly, but for some reason, Arachne felt an indescribable coolness in her hands.

She was probably influenced by some kind of hallucination in a subtle way.

Moss's clone was still above her head. Ever since she went down to the basement, this guy had been constantly giving her psychological suggestions, making her feel some inexplicable desires.

No wonder the guides all reject the Zerg; these guys are really difficult to deal with, always trying to please or manipulate her in such underhanded ways.

Lin Nan lay back on the control panel, completely exhausted, letting the desire within her body spread like mist throughout her entire being.

"Lin, you need a mind control energy stone, right? My mental power is most compatible with yours, so why don't I give myself to you... I'm much more useful than those cold, hard stones—"

Having said that, Arachne smiled faintly, and bowed her head as if praying for sweet dew—

A drop of cold water falls into the water, creating ripples—disturbing the moon's reflection in the water...

Losing her balance, Lin Nan felt all the wet water fall down on her, and her whole body trembled slightly as if stimulated. She reached out and grabbed the man's hair.

"As a return gift... I will dedicate all my spiritual power to you—"

“Lin, you should know what to do, right? I’ve seen in your consciousness what it looked like when you devoured Commander Hosen…”

As the man spoke, he spit out countless tiny threads from the spider's abdomen. These threads were more cunning than the finest acupuncture needles, constantly drilling into the gaps and slowly taking control of every sensitive nerve in her body.

Some of the sphenoid bones that had climbed up to her back were scraping intensely at the point where they touched the core.

"Well--"

Lin Nan didn't know where the spider silk touched, but she couldn't help but let out a short scream. Before the last note could finish, she covered her mouth tightly.

She tried her best to avoid looking too pathetic, but the trembling sobs that escaped between her fingers were still noticed by the man.

Arachne's breath was sweet as orchids, and her eyes held an endless spring-like beauty.

We can't let her be influenced like this anymore, or all her secrets will be lost.

This guy's abilities are terrifying; he can actually see into the secrets she deliberately concealed deep within her mind.

But Arachne's spiritual power is too delicious, like a poppy blooming in the wilderness, beautiful and dangerous... and addictive.

The vines and trees all liked it... Lin Nan thought in a daze.

"Do you like it? Would you like to release your spiritual threads and intertwine with mine?" Arachne raised her head, a strange smile playing on her lips. The spider silk suddenly quickened its rhythm, the scraping sensation becoming more rhythmic—

Lin Nan's face was flushed. With such precise entanglement and caressing, the emotions she had deliberately suppressed surged up her nerves like water bursting its banks.

It wasn't pain, but a tingling, almost numbing sensation that reached her very soul, like countless delicate hands gently plucking her strings.

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"Don't……"

Her voice trembled, and she tried to shrink her shoulders away, but Arachne's arm held her down.

His palm was pressed against her lower abdomen...

"Don't move."

The man's voice, deliberately lowered and hoarse, held a rare hint of loss of control. "My spider claws are too sharp. If I accidentally cut Lin's skin, that wouldn't be good." "Do you always use this method to achieve your goals?" Lin Nan, already completely subdued, asked breathlessly.

"There are more effective methods for others..."

"But for Lin—it's my honor..."

Arachne rose from the ground, his tall, slender body arching slightly to form a curved bridge, both protecting her firmly beneath him and deliberately maintaining a distance of an inch.

He transformed himself into a delicious meal and offered himself to the hunter's lips.

The sweet, cloying spiritual energy continuously lured the greedy monster deep within Lin Nan's vision.

He had once invaded this girl's mental world; no one understood her true personality better than him.

Food, sex, lust, greed... these instincts, which are labeled as "desire" by the world, were never deliberately suppressed in her spiritual sea. Instead, they grew wildly in those unknown corners with vigorous tension.

He slightly raised his spider abdomen, fully opening the pink passage—

In the darkness, the monster sleeping at the bottom of the dark river slowly opened its eyes.

A glint of green light flashed in Lin Nan's eyes, and then all the girl's shyness vanished—

The green spiritual threads, like wisps of smoke, rose gently and unceremoniously entered through the open passageway of Arachne.

“That’s more like it…” Arachne’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction, and the passage in his spider abdomen tightened slightly, binding their spiritual energies together even more tightly. “Acknowledge me, accept me, let me become your power…”

The monster emerged completely from the dark river, its emerald eyes meeting Lin Nan's gaze.

The sweet scent suddenly transformed into a clear, cool light, spreading throughout the body along the spider silk.

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His mental energy proactively met the surge of water, like water enveloping a rushing reef, gradually smoothing out Lin Nan's overly agitated and impatient mental tendencies.

The stinging pain gradually transformed into a tingling numbness, weaving a scalding net between their consciousnesses.

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In the scene, a sudden gust of wind rises and sweeps across the rough, rustling branches.

The roots, buried deep in the soil, were completely awakened from their slumber as this force surged in.

Like giant pythons awakening, they slowly stretch out in the dark underground, their roots piercing through the hard rock layers, constantly extending and expanding towards those unknown directions of the spiritual vision.

Countless eyes lit up in the darkness, and sparse sounds came from all directions, like the choked breaths of someone who had been suppressed for too long.

These sounds converged along the veins of the root system, resonating with Lin Nan's consciousness.

In an instant, the pitch-black sky in Lin Nan's painting was completely illuminated—

(End of this chapter)