Invasion - Chapter 90

Chapter 90

Ni Ji thought he knew Lin Yuan very well.

He was familiar with her fighting style, her preferences, he could even read the subtle expressions on her unchanging face.

But he had never known that Lin Yuan also had this way of torturing people.

Now, Lin Yuan's invasion of his mindscape was effortless, like entering no man's land.

Her cold will swiftly invaded, and did something to him.

Ni Ji’s world completely changed.

Even the wind and the flowing air could make his skin tingle, the friction of his clothes bringing him pain. He wanted to escape, but his limbs had lost their strength, tightly bound.

Ni Ji opened his eyes wide, looking at the damp and dark ceiling.

Something cold and wet, wriggling up his ankle. His boots and socks were taken off, they moved along his instep, crawling, sliding upwards. The cold touch was so distinct, wherever he was touched, he trembled.

Ni Ji wanted to call out to Lin Yuan, but his mouth was immediately covered.

He saw a cold Lin Yuan, cold tentacles.

The one who had been so close, so familiar. Now, she looked at him indifferently, with the anger of him having deceived her, punishing and torturing him.

Every fingertip tingled, he desperately wanted to grab something, but his fingertips only transmitted a numbing pain, his whole body drenched in sweat, sticky.

He was a warrior, hardened through countless battles, layer by layer, he had donned an impenetrable armor.

He had suffered countless injuries, could withstand any torture.

But now he was completely exposed, that hard shell torn apart piece by piece, his softest, most vulnerable side laid bare, exposed to Lin Yuan's cold gaze.

He knew he was trembling, writhing, letting out wet whimpers.

This feeling reminded him of that night at the Minister of Military Affairs’ banquet, his body felt very similar to then, perhaps even more extreme, his limbs weak, his body soft, infinitely sensitive.

At that time, Lin Yuan had extended a helping hand, pulling him out of the abyss, now, Lin Yuan was the cold executioner, the tentacles torturing him.

His body and mind were falling into infinite darkness. He didn’t know where he would eventually land.

Perhaps he would be cruelly torn apart, crushed, dying miserably in pain.

This is my own choice, Ni Ji closed his eyes.

Lin Yuan looked at the sentinel on the ground coldly.

The sentinel's eyes were red, his black hair damp with sweat. He was struggling, trying to crawl away bit by bit.

He was so beautiful, his long legs, his slender and supple waist, the lines of his body beautiful, with the powerful explosiveness of a warrior, and the whip marks crisscrossing his skin beneath his lifted clothes.

Sexy and alluring, helpless and pitiful.

Lin Yuan felt that perhaps Teng Lu was right. She had started to like this feeling.

Her mental body at this moment connected with his mindscape, immersed in that warm, vast ocean, incredibly comfortable.

This Sentinel’s mental world was powerful and gentle, with a bright soul. He seemed incredibly delicious and tempting.

A sense of hunger surged within Lin Yuan. The voice in her blood told her it was time to eat.

She was very hungry, and angry, intensely wanting to devour something.

A strange thought arose, wanting to further bully and play with this prey that belonged to her, tear him apart and break him completely.

It was as if a voice from her bloodline constantly urged her to destroy this sentinel's mindscape, devour his delicious mental power.

Devouring powerful and pure mental power seemed to be a bloodline instinct.

It could make her stronger, more powerful, gradually mature, and control everything.

An intense hunger burned in her body.

Making Lin Yuan’s heart angry, anxious, full of longing.

The tentacles grabbed the sentinel who was trying to escape, dragging him back. He was very sensitive at the moment, the pulling of his clothes making many parts of his body redden and swell, trembling at the slightest touch, but he was still struggling, trying to resist.

Lin Yuan came to his side, crouched down, and moved closer to his face.

"Why did you lie to me?" she asked the struggling Sentinel. "You clearly promised me, I liked you so much."

The wet tentacle blocking his mouth retreated.

"Lin Yuan, wake up," the Sentinel struggled to reply, "I didn’t, I didn’t want to deceive you."

"You didn’t deceive me? You did deceive me.”

"I… just…”

"Say that you will never lie to me again. Say that you will stay here forever."

"Lin Yuan," the tormented Sentinel wouldn’t say it, gasping in the chaos, “Lin Yuan, think about before, you are…”

"One hundred times sensitivity," the cold deity looked down at her prey.

"Wai- wait... uh..."

Before he could even finish, a cold will descended, controlling his nerve endings.

Ni Ji felt like he had turned into a puddle of water.

His hands, feet, his body, had all disappeared. He had completely melted, lying limp there.

The air seemed to become incredibly hot, and he was in a vortex, placed on burning coals.

His body gone, completely cooked, yet every nerve ending still clearly tingled.

He saw Lin Yuan. Lin Yuan, dressed neatly, was coldly looking at him, extending a finger.

That finger lightly touched him, a gentle, playful touch.

His entire being danced with that finger.

Overwhelming waves, surging tides.

He wanted to make it stop, but couldn't speak. He wanted to beg, but couldn’t find an opening.

He didn’t even know what was happening, what he should do.

In this dim, damp world, everything he had hidden beneath his mask of strength was revealed,

All that weakness, pain and anger, that pathetic and embarrassing side, laid bare in front of the person he cared about most.

Ni Ji felt himself being torn apart, shattered. His heart despaired, yet his body shamefully felt pleasure.

Lin Yuan.

Later, he couldn’t think of anything, only this name.

Lin Yuan looked at the sentinel before her.

His eyes unfocused, his firm muscles covered in a thin layer of sweat, trembling.

Her fingers slid along his skin, across his cheek, touching his cold lips, gently stroking them.

Thinking about when she should completely tear him apart, devour his mental power.

She was so hungry, the blood in her body screaming, urging her to hurry up and devour this sentinel.

But, she didn’t know why, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

The tentacles spread through the underground city, vaguely sensing that there were many sentinels in this vast underground city, all flesh and blood, alive, similar to this human before her. A head, four limbs, eyes and a nose, and lots of black hair.

So many sentinels, plenty of replacements. Nothing special about him. Might as well just eat him first.

Lin Yuan didn’t notice that her eyes were glowing with a faint yellow light, her pupils mottled.

Her pale fingers tightened, pinching the man in her hand.

And saw those thin lips slightly parting, his pink tongue trembling, softly whispering her name.

Lin Yuan’s movements stopped.

It’s okay, so many sentinels, eat him, then find a new toy. The voice in her heart said.

"Lin Yuan," she heard the sentinel's soft voice, like water.

A crystal-clear teardrop rolled down from the corner of his red eye, falling into his dark hair.

Lin Yuan completely froze.

Strange, unseen images suddenly flashed through her mind.

It was in a dim, luxurious room, with many dazzling crystals hanging from the ceiling.

There was a bathroom in the room, the sound of running water constantly coming from the bathtub, a familiar silhouette appearing on the frosted glass.

The person’s eyes slightly red, his breath unsteady,

Calling her, Lin Yuan.

Why would such an image appear? Lin Yuan was certain that that place didn't belong to the underground city, she had never been to a world like that.

She shook her head, subconsciously reaching out her hand, catching the teardrop rolling down from the sentinel's eye.

Bringing the clear droplet before her eyes.

Tears? This was the first time she had seen such a thing.

But she also felt that she had seen this before, seen this sentinel’s helpless, broken appearance, his vulnerable look when crying.

Lin Yuan frowned, a sharp pain in her head, countless image fragments flashing back and forth.

Like the frozen surface of a lake shattering.

A chaotic feeling in her heart, sour and bitter emotions breaking through the ice, surfacing.

Why would I do this to him?

Yes, why would I do this to him?

He was clearly something I liked very, very much.

Lin Yuan released her control over the Sentinel, carefully adjusting his sensitivity to avoid hurting him.

The sentinel lay among the pile of tentacles, his body covered in sweat, still trembling, unable to recover for a while. He looked at Lin Yuan blankly, and gently moved his lips, he didn't speak, but Lin Yuan subconsciously moved closer, very close, almost touching his forehead. She saw tears on his eyelashes, his unfocused eyes, his slightly parted lips, his moist tongue slightly moving, wanting to say something to her.

Why doesn't he hate me?

He truly is very adorable.

At this moment, Lin Yuan's mind was a hazy mess, chaotic memories, the sentinel before her, reality and memories intermingled.

Her body was in a state ready to eat, starving, yet she had forcefully stopped it.

And the sentinel before her seemed to smell incredibly good, looking sweet and tempting.

Like a ripe, incredibly sweet and alluring fruit.

Lin Yuan slowly moved closer, lowering her head, in the darkness, their noses touched, their breaths mingled.

She felt a desire to do something, something she had always wanted to do, but hadn't realized.

She asked with her eyes, saw a panic in the other's eyes in the darkness, but he didn't object, so she licked his moist lips with the tip of her tongue.

He truly tasted sweet, just like the candy he had given her.

Lin Yuan tasted him more deeply.

It felt good, the delicious sweetness calming her irritable mood, even the throbbing pain in her head slightly subsided.

That strong craving for mental power seemed to disappear at this moment, she was pulled back from high above by this earthly sweetness, her feet finding solid ground, becoming a mortal lost in desires.

Lin Yuan released the sentinel. It was too dark here, she couldn't see his face clearly, she only knew his eyes were beautiful, hazy like a spring lake in the wilderness.

He was so sweet.

There were all sorts of flavors in the world, but it seemed she only liked this one.

She saw the sentinel blankly open his mouth, unable to say anything.

But Lin Yuan inexplicably understood, she reached out and held the sentinel, taller than her, lifting him from the pile of tentacles, letting his wet head rest on her shoulder.

Now, much more conscious, she wanted to apologize.

But in this embrace, listening to each other’s heartbeats, it seemed like there was nothing more that needed to be said.

The lair was very quiet, only the sound of dripping water and the faint beating of their hearts.

The tentacles swarmed up, gently caressing the two embracing in the darkness, one covered with wounds, the other with fragmented memories, neither whole.

Lin Yuan felt that this scene was strangely familiar.

This must have happened before.

The exact same thing must have happened somewhere before. Only her mind seemed to be covered in fog, hurting, she couldn’t remember no matter how hard she tried.

She felt the sentinel's fingers, hanging at his side, twitch slightly, as if wanting to reach up, but then retracting.

He doesn't dare to hug me, he’ll pull back his hand in the end. Lin Yuan thought. I know, I've seen this scene.

But this time, she was wrong. The sentinel's sweat-soaked arm finally rose, wrapping around her shoulders, returning the gentle embrace, holding her tightly.

Lin Yuan’s head throbbed, like it was splitting open.

She saw more fragmented images.

It was a golden tree, in a dark cave, golden leaves falling like rain.

Beneath the slowly falling tree, she seemed to be dying, a Sentinel held her tightly, tears sliding from his eyes, onto her cold face.

Lin Yuan felt herself falling into chaos.

Since awakening, she had been a calm, rational deity, without much emotional fluctuation.

Until this Sentinel appeared, she had discovered that she also had distinct emotions, that she could feel joy and anger, that she wasn’t cold and indifferent, but a living being.

Thinking about it, she might not be the god that those servants spoke of.

There were so many memories hidden in her mind, memories she didn’t remember, things that those guys had never told her.

Her huge body, it made her instinctively feel hungry, and the chaotic memories tugged at her emotions.

As if two forces were clashing inside her body.

It made her feel very uncomfortable, something churning in her body, incredibly painful.

Fortunately, someone was holding her, his shoulders wide, his arms strong, his body temperature warm, with a familiar scent.

The two absorbed each other’s warmth, it made Lin Yuan feel much better, made the pain less frightening. She could still hold on.

Ni Ji, holding Lin Yuan, felt bitterness in his heart, sweetness and bitterness mixed together.

He carefully replayed the kiss in his mind.

It had happened so suddenly, he didn't even know how it had happened. He had thought he was going to die just moments before.

Lin Yuan had been so close at the time, her long eyelashes lowered, her watery eyes staring at him in the darkness.

She had even asked him.

Ni Ji knew he shouldn't have agreed. But at that moment, so close, in the sensitive silence of the darkness, he had not been able to resist.

He had been too vulnerable at that time, sensitive, longing for gentle touch.

But he knew that Lin Yuan’s feelings for him weren’t that kind of liking.

She had almost no human common sense right now, she had even wanted to kill him just now.

She had perhaps just kissed him out of playfulness, or some other reason he didn't understand.

When she woke up one day, he didn't know if she would still remember what happened today.

But he himself could no longer forget. Ni Ji sadly thought. Perhaps before, he could still deceive himself, thinking of her as a friend.

From now on, if he saw her holding another’s hand, if she kissed another sentinel, his heart would break.

But no matter what. At this moment, I belong to her.

Ni Ji tightened his arms, holding the person in his arms tightly.

Secretly savoring that moment.

Her tongue parting his lips, invading his world, making his lips lose their color, his scalp tingle, completely forgetting where he was. He had even thought then, if she wanted to kill him, then please end his life at this moment.

That moment was blissful, unforgettable.

Even if this was the only time, this hazy, indistinct time,

It was enough.

【Stop looking, stop looking, it was just a kiss, nothing else really happened.】

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