The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

Chapter 283 Secret Room
Evans's words were always blunt and even blatant, abandoning all human notions of propriety and shame, leaving no room for leniency.

Lin Nan was actually quite afraid of facing Evans, because he could always easily break her defenses.

Just like now, the man's long snake tail, like a mosquito coil, was loosely surrounding her. The snake-man was inherently lustful, and his keen sense of smell had already detected the unique scent on her body.

"Are you here to mate with the commander? Unfortunately, the commander isn't feeling well right now; you probably can't handle it." Evans' face remained expressionless, like it was covered by a cold mask, but his words carried a suffocating offensiveness. "How about trying with me first? My two can grow bigger and smaller..."

Lin Nan's face turned sour. She stared at the lecherous man in disbelief, a breath stuck in her throat, unable to utter a single word.

Fortunately, Uriel was still there. Seeing Evans starting to act out of control again, he grabbed the snake-man's long tail and mercilessly flung him away.

The two seemed to spar like this often. Evans didn't fight back, letting his body slam heavily against the wall.

In an instant, a hole appeared in the outer wall, which was barely made of bricks.

Dust billowed as the snake-man staggered to his feet. His half-beast body was incredibly tough; this level of injury was nothing more than a tickle to him.

Evans shook his head, somewhat confused as to why Uriel wanted to hit him at this moment.

"I'm sorry, Guide Lin, Evans was really rude," Uriel apologized to Lin Nan.

"...N-no, it's okay (yeah right!)" Lin Nan forced a smile and said, "Can I go in now?"

"Please go back. It's too dangerous inside. The officer's mental energy is going berserk, and I'm afraid he might accidentally hurt you."

"It's okay, I'll calm him down."

"But……"

Just as Uriel hesitated and stood in the doorway, refusing to back down, a voice rang out again from the depths of the corridor.

"Open the door and let her in."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up and saw an extremely tall and slender figure standing behind them.

Silent and invisible.

His appearance went unnoticed by everyone.

What a strong spirit!

Lin Nan's back inexplicably began to break out in a cold sweat.

Uriel's gaze lingered briefly on Griffin. After confirming the other's stance and considering the matter carefully, he finally stopped blocking him and stepped back to the side of the door.

However, his hand remained on the weapon at his waist, his gaze fixed on the entrance to the secret room, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

With a heavy mechanical click, the cell door of the secret chamber slowly slid open to both sides—there was no expected roar, nor any violent mental attack, only a bone-chilling cold mixed with a faint smell of blood, rushing in from inside the door and instantly enveloping Lin Nan.

Lin Nan took a deep breath and walked into the secret room alone.

The whole world seemed to have become very quiet.

It was pitch black all around, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Lin Nan groped her way forward alone. She subconsciously released her spiritual energy, cautiously probing into the depths of the darkness—

But this secret room seemed to be very large, and she couldn't sense anything through her spiritual senses.

No, it's not that we can't sense it!
Lin Nan tried releasing a few more strands of spiritual energy, but just like before, they disappeared into the darkness.

[Number 5? Are you there?]

She tried calling out to the vine in her mind again, but her mind was silent and there was no response.

Panic crept up her spine, and Lin Nan realized that she had lost her mental energy in this secret room...

Lin Nan leaned against the cold wall, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

In the darkness, even her own breathing sounded particularly jarring.

As Lin Nan's fingertips traced along the wall, they suddenly touched a tiny protrusion. Following the protrusion upwards, she discovered that the inner side of the wall was embedded with a layer of metal plate with a dull luster.

She instantly understood; so that's how the secret room was structured.

Those metal plates must be made of a special material that can absorb mental energy. They can not only devour the guide's mental threads, but also completely seal off the sentinel's mental domain, causing anyone who enters to lose their "second sense" from the root.

It's no wonder that this place is known as the most terrifying part of the White Tower dungeon. Its horror doesn't come from torture instruments or violence, but from this precise "sensory deprivation," which breaks a person down on a spiritual level.

She needs to find the director quickly, otherwise she'll go crazy if she stays even a second longer.

Thinking this, Lin Nan continued forward in the dark. Fortunately, her eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and slowly, she was able to see the scenery around her.

She must have reached the innermost part of the secret chamber. The familiar figure was leaning against the innermost wall of the chamber, his head slightly lowered, his black hair messily covering his forehead and obscuring his expression.

His hands were hoisted high by black handcuffs. The chains hanging from the ceiling were as thick as bowls, and the cold metal was deeply embedded in his wrists. Blood beads slowly slid down the chains, forming small blood puddles on the ground.

He's been hanging here for a long time, so it's clear he's been there for quite some time.

The skin on his wrists was already raw and bloody, with dried scabs mixed with fresh blood, sticking firmly to the edges of the handcuffs.

Not only his wrists, but also his bare arms and collarbone were covered with a dense array of new and old wounds, with almost no intact skin visible. Underneath his tattered clothes, the outline of his protruding ribs could be vaguely seen, which was extremely terrifying.

Lin Nan's gaze swept over his entire body, and her heart felt as if it were being repeatedly struck by a blunt instrument.

"Director?" she called softly, trying to get closer slowly.

Just as she was about to touch his body, a strong sense of crisis surged through her spine and spread throughout her body. Almost instinctively, Lin Nan took a step back. Before she could fully regain her footing, a sharp "whoosh" sound pierced the silence.

Sure enough, the next second, a sharp wind blade grazed the hem of her clothes and slammed into the floor where she had just been standing.

"..."

Lin Nan was still shaken; her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest.

She looked up at Hosen, who had been hanging his head just moments before. Now, he had raised his head slightly, and beneath the strands of hair on his forehead, a pair of bloodshot eyes were staring at her with an unfamiliar gaze!
　Next chapter, let's begin dog training mode!
　　(End of this chapter)