Chapter 786: Matriarch Awakens, Morning Teasing of the Loli

Her shrieking head jerked violently upward, golden light flooding across her face like a dam breaking, and in that moment, her pitch-black hair completely lost its color.

Terrifying power erupted from her body like an uncontrollable torrent, rumbling outward in all directions.

The entire Nightfall City shook.

And as all the Night Doctors stood unsteadily watching, the pitch-black magic circle above their heads finally shattered into countless fragments under the immense tidal wave of power.

It was like waking from a nightmare.

A heart-stopping nightmare where everything seemed on the verge of madness.

In the dark passageway.

Chains covered in barbs tightened relentlessly, long golden hair fell as the storm subsided. She collapsed limply, slumping down, head hanging low, letting the chains bind her arms. She seemed to have lost all her strength, her hair spreading across the ground like countless delicate flower petals.

And watching this scene.

Lynn finally knew for certain that she had returned.

A faint smile of relief and lightness crossed his face. The taut string that had been stretched to its limit seemed to suddenly relax. The overwhelming exhaustion caused his entire body to pitch forward and collapse.

"I really am... something else..."

His eyelids drooped wearily as they kept falling, yet the corner of his mouth still managed to curl into a faint, self-praising arc of confidence.

He was too tired.

From the Cursed City until now, he had never truly rested properly.

He had eliminated enemy after enemy, encountered one major crisis after another, from the struggle against the Desire Mother Tree to charging toward the border with the Colossus. His mental energy had long been pushed to the brink of exhaustion. He had forcibly propped himself up with external means time and time again, but that still couldn't offset the fatigue weighing on his heart.

And now.

It seemed he could finally get a good sleep.

Silence everywhere.

In the darkness, the golden-haired angel with her head hanging down finally stirred slightly.

She reached out a slender, pale hand, looking withered and frail.

Amidst the clanging of the massive chains, she struggled to grab hold of his shoulder. Beneath her hair, her weak golden eyes flickered with a trace of glistening moisture and tenderness.

"You really are..."

"an incurable little brat..."

She gripped his arm tightly, lifted her head, weak as if she were transparent, and closed her eyes with effort. Golden holy light began to shine once more around her fragile frame.

Indeed, it was like a dream.

An ancient yet terrifying dream.

It felt as though her entire soul had been plunged into lethal cold, yet she could still clearly hear those voices, urging her to struggle out of that frozen pool.

And so sometimes, she truly felt a mixture of love and hate for this detestable fellow.

Because if one regarded him as a teacher...

He was always causing her all sorts of unnecessary trouble and worry, yet every time when you were struggling desperately to hold on, he would stubbornly try his best to bring you back...

That was why she said...

"a self-righteous bastard..."

Her lips moved faintly, her voice growing softer and softer. Six pairs of enormous wings drooped down, and the golden light shining across her body slowly receded.

But the hand holding his remained tightly clasped, never letting go.

"Matriarch!!"

When White Night and the Night Doctors finally charged down the long passageway, they all stopped dead, staring blankly at the scene before them in the darkness.

In the faint golden glow, their Twelve Wings angel sat collapsed on the ground, head lowered, countless pitch-black chains coiled around her enormous golden wings. Amidst the scattered feathers on the floor, her hand gripped tightly around the wrist of the unconscious young man, and she too had lost consciousness.

Only the quiet golden light lingered around Lynn, continuously healing the wounds on his body.

His eyes were closed.

Peaceful and serene.

[Ding! Your long-term quest: Platonic Attempt, has reached 100% Trust requirement. Congratulations! You have received quest rewards: Black Skull Coins x5, Experience 8000, Self-Binding Angel's Trust +50, Affinity towards you +50, Special Legendary Ability: God's Equation (Beginner).]

[Ding! The Twelve Wings Self-Binding Angel's Trust toward you has reached two-thirds of MAX. When the target initiates the "Platonic Love" request toward you, the next stage quest can be triggered!]

[Friendly Reminder: Continuously grinding intimacy has a high probability of reaching the "Platonic Love" trigger requirement! Continuously grinding trust has a high probability of triggering the "Mentor and Friend" quest line. Massively grinding Lewdness Value has a high probability of triggering the "Angel's Fall" series quests. Please choose your own path, Host.]

[Ding! Your level has reached 56. Points have been automatically allocated to Constitution. At Level 60, the second Class can be unlocked.]

In his sleep.

Accompanied by the system notifications ringing in his ears.

Lynn scratched his chest as if mumbling in his sleep, his half-conscious mind drifting. It seemed he was having a very serious dream he didn't want to wake from. His hand instinctively reached downward.

"Zuo Zuo, time to serve the guests..."

He murmured in his sleep.

Then he grabbed.

Slap—

A crisp sound like a long balloon being smacked, flapping back and forth.

Lynn instantly snapped awake, eyes wide, completely dazed. He sat bolt upright from the bed like a robot, a physically teeth-grinding sensation surging to the back of his head.

This dream was way too real!

It felt like some mischievous little loli had viciously bitten you, almost biting you clean off—that kind of absurdly painful, abnormal feeling!

"Awake?!!"

An extremely displeased, angry voice rang out.

Lynn turned his head, dazedly raising his left hand, looking at her (ー`´ー) expression of pure annoyance. His mouth twitched, and he closed his eyes, saying:

"I'm awake, sure, but I really have to say, Zuo Zuo, even though we are indeed very good friends, don't you feel even a tiny bit of shame in your heart for playing with my big (BLEEP—)(BLEEP—)(censored) while I was asleep?"

[Ding! Zuo Zuo's anger towards you +5!]

[Ding! Zuo Zuo's anger towards you +10!]

Zuo Zuo angrily grabbed his collar with a smack, baring her sharp fangs, and fumed:

"Stupid Brain! Don't go too far with your hand, aaah! What do you mean I was playing with your big (BLEEP—)(BLEEP—)(censored)! It was clearly you who reached out yourself! Once, twice, three times—it's absolutely infuriating! This Left Hand had to use incredible willpower to stop myself from chopping it off, aaah!!"

(baring teeth)

(angry face)

Lynn yawned sleepily with bleary eyes, ￣ω￣ saying:

"Eh, really? Are you sure you didn't habitually take the opportunity to sneak a bite or anything? =￣ω￣= I find that a bit hard to believe~"

Lynn habitually teased the loli.

After all, among the essential daily morning routines, opening your eyes, yawning, stretching, and bullying Zuo Zuo were naturally things that couldn't be skipped.

Because it helped cultivate one's fine qualities.

zzZ^

Zuo Zuo gnashed her teeth in fury: "Stupid Brain! I know the thickness of your face can be freely adjusted, but are you sure you want to say these weird things at a time like this? Are you sure?!"

Lynn lazily stretched, yawning: "No way, Zuo Zuo, so even Zuo Zuo you think this is lewd..."

But before the word "lewd" could even fully leave his mouth.

He froze completely still.

A gentle breeze blew the curtains by the window.

Looking at both sides of the bed.

Alice and Miaomiao were sitting dazedly at the bedside. By the windowsill, Miss Puppet was quietly sitting there holding a book, her beautiful eyes glancing at him from the corner of her vision.

And in the chair across from the bed, the silver-haired girl transformed from the Colossus's Brain was staring at him intensely, both small hands gripping her pant legs, clutching with fierce, cracking force.

"..."

An eerie silence spread wantonly.