Invasion - Chapter 138

Chapter 138

The human invaders left, and the Mantis Queen stood amidst the ruins.

The broken bones of the Deviants on the ground slowly wriggled, piecing themselves together, bit by bit, recovering.

They didn't have their own independent lives, nor their own emotions. As long as the Pillar was still alive, they would eventually return to their original forms, then burrow back into the earth and sleep.

This place would once again become silent, only the sound of the wind, and the occasional buzzing of insect wings.

Year after year. Unchanging.

So boring.

The two Deviants with human-like appearances lay on the ground, their eyes open blankly, staring at the ceiling.

The female’s severed throat had already healed. The male’s broken legs would clearly need more time before he could stand again.

The Mantis looked at them for a while, and then thought, "Let’s try again, that thing you always did.”

The female deviant sat up and moved her bloody neck. The other's legs were broken, so she went over, lowered her head, pressed down on his shoulder, and kissed him.

The two, their faces expressionless, kissed methodically for a while. The female deviant looked up, and started to undress the person beneath her, the other deviant, his eyes open, not moving, letting her do as she pleased.

"Forget it, forget it," the Mantis extended her seven or eight arms, one covering her face, the others waving. "Stop it, you two go back.”

They were clearly doing the same thing, yet why did it feel completely different from the two humans down there?

What was it that human Guide had said?

Emotions?

Happiness, anger, sorrow, joy, love, hate, fear…

Such difficult words to define, such a strange way of thinking, beyond reason.

That Kraken had said that, lacking these things, she didn’t know who she was, where she was, where she was going.

The two deviants in the ruins stopped their cold movements.

The girl stood up and slowly walked outwards, two steps, then she suddenly stopped, turned back, bent down, and carried her companion, who had lost his legs, on her back.

The Mantis blinked. It was a strange action, not something she had commanded.

"You… why did you come back to carry him?”

The Deviant's eyes rolled, she stood there in a daze for a while, then said, "I think it’s because… I feel like I like him, I want to sleep with him.”

Like. One of the most primal human emotions.

One carrying a broken body on her back, the other, lying on her back, closing his cold eyes.

They didn’t know how many years it had been. Always embracing each other, sleeping beneath the earth. Waiting for their master's summons.

The Queen, standing in the ruins, looked at the two figures as they slowly walked away.

"Hey, don’t go back underground.”

“From now on, you two can live in the outside world.”

The two Deviants, created by the Queen, stopped and turned around, waiting for her next instruction.

"Nothing else,” the Queen of Mantis said. “Just live here.”

Live freely near the castle, in this flower sea.

Live, and let me see what you become.

…

Ni Ji probably didn’t know that his last words had completely ignited Lin Yuan.

“Hoping you would hold me.”

Like a spark in the air, it precisely ignited the emotions Lin Yuan had been suppressing.

What he longed for was a hug, it had always been.

Before Lin Yuan, he had defined himself as the object, giving her the initiative.

Hold me, these words, like a mysterious symbol, and the moment they were spoken, an electric current ran through Lin Yuan’s fingertips, all the way into her heart, gripping it.

The golden light in Lin Yuan's eyes ignited.

She had always considered herself emotionally indifferent. The only thing that could make her blood boil, the only place, was perhaps the battlefield, where life and death intertwined.

Now, she suddenly discovered another thing that could make her cold blood boil, a wonderful thing.

Lin Yuan looked at the sentinel before her.

The sentinel's black hair was damp, his eyes misty, a long cut across the bridge of his nose. His collar was open, revealing tightly wrapped white bandages.

White bandages, dark bruises.

She could see the rise and fall of his chest, the movement of his Adam's apple.

The ice in her heart melted by this sight, she wanted to completely possess him, hold him in her hand, to hear every sound he made, to see every expression he never showed anyone else.

Lin Yuan knew there was a twisted obsession in her heart - she wanted to possess.

She liked control, craved possession.

The more she liked something, the more she wanted to hold it in her hand, to completely possess it.

Make him hers, every bit of his joy and pain caused by her, every emotion in her grasp.

She knew her possessiveness and how unusual it was.

In her mindscape, the tentacles writhed and surged in the deep sea, their amber eyes open. They liked to invade, entwine, tightly bind the things they liked. They were precisely a manifestation of her will.

If it were anyone else, they might think she was a monster.

But there was this one person in this world, facing her, not accommodating, not enduring.

What he liked and longed for was precisely this wild desire in her heart.

He craved being held, and she wanted to bind him.

A perfect match.

It really was perfect, everything was perfect.

Even the surrounding environment wasn’t bad. A private space, a soft bed, and a bouquet of flowers picked by someone.

At this moment, the vase had fallen over, rolling on the ground, its petals and water scattered.

Their bare feet stepped on the flower petals, their steps messy, crushing the delicate flowers, turning them into a mess of color.

The tentacles excitedly emerged.

They covered the ground, the ceiling, and the walls, their sticky, strange tentacles everywhere, the entire floor wet.

No one could see through their embrace.

Within their hold, it was a world where they could do whatever they wanted, everything that happened, only they and Big Fish knew.

Oh, and perhaps also the blade quietly lying on the ground.

Inside the mindscape, the orca swam frantically in the deep sea, hunted by the Kraken’s long tentacles.

Its strong, black and white body caught in the net, layer after layer of bindings. In the end, unable to move, it could only resignedly be pressed against the reef, forced into its half-human, half-fish form.

Its long black tail repeatedly slapped against the rocks on the seabed, soft whale calls echoing.

Compared to the panic and fear last time, Ni Ji adapted very quickly. Every time Lin Yuan kissed him, he would hold her face, wanting more.

His fingers would slide into Lin Yuan’s wet hair, gently caressing the back of her head, when he returned the kiss, it was incredibly deep, and when they parted, they were both slightly breathless.

Lin Yuan could sense that he was trying to restrain himself, his muscles tense as iron, his movements very small, his brows furrowed, as if tightly holding onto a thread in his mind, controlling his impulses.

At first, Lin Yuan hadn’t known what he was restraining.

Until later, when Ni Ji, at an unbearable moment, almost threw her off, she realized that a Sentinel’s strength was incredibly powerful, especially when they lost control.

Lin Yuan, startled, if it weren’t for the fact that she was now also battle-hardened and nimbly dodged, she would have been seriously injured by that kick, she pressed down on her Sentinel, and even bit his lip.

She couldn’t help but feel a little amused. Sentinels and Guides truly had a difference in physical strength.

But Ni Ji didn't think so, at that moment, he became incredibly soft, his entire being lost among the tentacles, letting Lin Yuan lower her head, bite his lips, kiss his eyes.

As if blaming himself for his lack of self-control as a sentinel, for almost hurting his Guide.

After a while, Lin Yuan finally heard his hoarse voice,

"Use the bracelet.”

The bracelet on Lin Yuan’s wrist could, according to the owner's will, change its shape, infinitely extend, transform, tighten. Incredibly resilient, indestructible, inescapable, other than being suitable for transforming into a sharp dagger, it was also great for binding.

Ni Ji, when he gave her this bracelet, probably hadn’t imagined that its main function would be this.

And its color, also black and white, just like an orca. The extending black and white rope restrained the sentinel’s strength.

He truly was binding himself.

The sentinel’s hoarse voice, as he asked her to use the bracelet, made the tentacles very excited.

Many voices instantly rang out in Lin Yuan’s mind, their fragmented thoughts essentially just one or two ideas.

【Okay, quickly, listen to him, pin him down.】

【He’s so sweet.】

He's so sweet, every part of him.

Like honey.

Lin Yuan saw her own reflection in Ni Ji’s eyes, saw those wriggling tentacles, saw the gold in her own eyes.

In the reflection of Ni Ji's eyes, she was like a giant monster swimming in the deep sea. Having found a treasure she liked, tightly wrapping around it, carefully playing with it, no longer giving it a chance to escape.

She heard herself leaning close to the sentinel’s ear, softly coaxing,

"Can I increase your sensitivity a little? Just a little bit?”

She coaxed him until he nodded in agreement. Soon after, soft, uncontrollable moans.

This sentinel was incredibly good at enduring, so this kind of sound was even more precious, worth spending a long time on, worth listening to all night.

The sky outside didn't know when it had brightened, the scorching sun burning the earth.

In the little room underground, the tentacles slowly wriggled, no one remembered what had happened amidst their embrace, only that there had been a lot of time, enough time, to slowly do those enchanting things.

In the end, it took the two a long time to leave the flower sea.

When they reached the exit, Green Ant and Greenwing, with much fanfare, bid them farewell.

"It’s been a long time since we last saw anyone bring out something carrying Her Majesty's scent."

"We thought Her Majesty no longer cared about us."

Greenwing happily extended her sickle arm, using its safe, blunt side to touch the back of Lin Yuan's hand, bidding her farewell.

But when she saw Ni Ji, she primly lifted an embroidered handkerchief, covering her nose.

"Really, when you came in, he clearly was still a delicious virgin, yet now, in such a short time, he’s covered with the scent of a Guide, from the inside out.”

"She actually let you live after being used, humans truly are indulgent towards their partners," in their culture, they would kill the husband after the wedding night.

A world with completely different values.

Saying goodbye to this incomprehensible creature,

Lin Yuan and Ni Ji got in the car and drove far away, and they could still see Green Ant, in her formal dress, waving her handkerchief at the end of the road behind them.

"Come back and play sometime, we really liked you two."

Lin Yuan turned her head to look at the figure, already blurry in the dust.

This Greenwing, enthusiastically bidding them farewell, and the Deviant who had nailed those sentinels to the stakes back then, were the same being.

In terms of species, they were forever humanity’s natural enemy.

In terms of bloodline, they had already become irreversibly intertwined.

Deviants were imitating humans, living on this planet, and among humans, Sentinels and Guides with Deviant blood were born.

Where would this world go in the future? No one knew.

Lin Yuan looked away, closed her eyes, and leaned her head against the Sentinel's shoulder.

The car drove along the road.

Their companions, who had left earlier, had already received safe and sound messages from Lin Yuan and Ni Ji’s personal terminals, reassured, they had returned to the capital first.

Lin Yuan and Ni Ji kissed at a spot far away from the White Tower, and with a hint of reluctance, temporarily left each other’s side.

Lin Yuan, her backpack on, walking along the road, licked her lips.

Reluctant.

She repeatedly savored this delicate and complex emotion.

A little sour, a little bittersweet.

This trip had been incredibly rewarding. She now knew the truth she had always wanted to know, had gotten the gemstone for the Truth Box, and had even received the enemy’s affirmation and help.

As long as she returned to her little home, put that green gemstone into the box, she would see the final clue given by the Truth Box.

It was said that this box could point to the future of the human world.

Of course, her greatest reward was understanding her own heart, obtaining a Sentinel who belonged to her.

When she got home, put down her luggage, she would tell Xun Hua and Xiao Suo about this.

Lin Yuan’s mood seemed to be as light as her steps.

By the road, layers of rose branches stretched beyond the courtyard wall.

She had only been gone for a few days, perhaps because the flowering season had passed, the blossoms on the branches drooped listlessly.

Lin Yuan pressed the doorbell.

From behind the thick, carved iron gate, a nervous voice came.

"Who is it?"

It was Xiao Suo’s voice, lower than usual, filled with wariness, and killing intent.

What had happened while she was gone?

Lin Yuan's face instantly turned cold. She knocked on the door.

"It's me. I'm back.”

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