Chapter 813: Hell Is Just a Stubborn Tsundere

At this moment, everyone was truly furious.

Earlier, his tone had been so light and casual, as if everything was completely under his control, leading them to believe he must have found some way to dispel the backlash.

Who would have thought they'd only now realize—hell no, he hadn't at all!

This was like someone chatting and laughing with you one moment, then suddenly handing you a terminal illness notice saying you had three days left to live. In an ordinary family, this would be the kind of utterly villainous move that could send your grandparents to the afterlife ahead of schedule!

Lynn glared at his Father-in-law and the other Roots, who were pressing him aggressively with fury burning in their eyes, and said:

"Really, I'm fine. I'm not scared."

"Can't you all see it? Hell sending me this notice is obviously the Pig-Headed Butcher's doing. It's clearly just to scare me. They obviously don't want me to know they won't kill me, so they're using this transparent cover-up to put me in my place. Really, I'm fine."

It was like provoking someone who was actually trying to protect you, and that person threatening you: "I'll kill you in seven days."

This was clearly a stubborn tsundere.

So what was there to fear?

Probably when it got to the last few seconds of that deadline.

He'd send you another notice of extension, changing "I'll kill you in seven days!" into an even fiercer declaration of "I'll give you three more days!"

Titan Head's fury steamed as he bellowed: "You fool—you're usually so clever—so why are you being so stupid right now—even if what you say about hell not killing you is true—so what—it might not kill you, but it can torment you mercilessly—ravage you—trample you—that's still not killing you! Those two things aren't mutually exclusive!!"

Buzz—

Lynn stiffened instantly.

Sir Aiwen also grabbed his collar with a grim expression, saying: "Your father-in-law is right. Just look at us. Think about the Matriarch, think about the quill you saved, think about your father-in-law's family. Do you think hell can't kill us? No. The reason this place is called hell is precisely because it's meant to make you suffer! Not to destroy you!"

"Do you want the Cataclysm to twist into a grotesque form, enduring the torment of a thousand cuts every single second? Is that what you want?"

Lynn's eyes went hollow.

Uh...

That question...

He supposed he really hadn't... even slightly... considered that.

Because every time he was deducing or focusing intently on a problem, he subconsciously overlooked the fact that he was a "person," and thus also subconsciously ignored certain details that seemed to have no real significance...

Hmm...

Lynn's eyes widened as he tried to retort: "But if it's just a bit of pain, I suppose I could—"

Before he could finish his sentence.

Shhk.

The silver-haired girl beside him closed her eyes and plunged her hand straight into his chest, reaching into the Colossus's Heart within him. Crimson light blazed across her entire body as she said:

"This is what I felt when I was bound by the curse just now. If you think your willpower can compare to mine from when I was the Colossus, then consider this conversation over."

Lynn's eyes bulged as he swallowed hard.

"..."

"(￣▽￣) I don't really feel much though!!"

"That's because I haven't started yet. Ready?"

"Hey, wait a second!!"

But it was already too late.

Buzz—

Almost in that very instant, a bloody red light flared within the Colossus's Brain's calm eyes.

An unimaginable, slicing, frenzied pain flooded into Lynn's consciousness like a torrent in that split second. His pupils dilated explosively, his voice strangled by the overwhelming impact, and then came countless chaotic, piercing noises and weeping from all around—as if every shred of hope and beauty in your memories was being torn apart.

It rumbled as it sliced you into billions of pieces, each one like your own child, each one's crying and screaming audible to you.

"This is my pain—the pain of being carved away from your very soul. All your beautiful memories, all your fears, will be sliced apart and then displayed before you, dripping with blood."

That calm voice continued to sound by his ear.

But Lynn could barely hear it anymore.

His pupils were dilating violently.

It was as if his consciousness had been split into countless fragments, each one noisily displaying the most terrifying nightmares, the whispers and screams that would drive you insane.

Like countless lolis being killed and dissected before your very eyes, forced to watch their agonized expressions in the most atrocious ways, while you remained trapped in an ice pool, as if you'd endure such torment and suffering for eternity.

Buzz—

In an instant, Lynn snapped back from that horrifying ordeal, gasping violently, his pupils still contracting and expanding uncontrollably.

[Ding! Your M Charge has reached MAX!]

The Colossus's Brain's eyes reflected his image as she stood there and said:

"This is my daily life, Lynn. Can you endure this kind of pain?"

Lynn remained silent, head lowered, completely still.

The Colossus's Brain watched him with an unruffled expression, then closed her eyes and began to withdraw her fingers from his heart.

But she had only pulled them out less than two centimeters.

Lynn, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

She froze.

Lynn slowly and laboriously lifted his head, sweat soaking through his clothes, strands of hair falling aside to reveal his deep eyes—eyes wracked with pain yet burning with resolve.

"If this is something you have to endure every day, then I can bear it for you."

The Colossus's Brain was stunned.

"..."

The breeze rustled softly.

Everyone stood frozen in a strange and terrifying silence.

...

A few minutes later.

The silver-haired girl who was the Colossus's Brain stood in the distance, her back to them. "╬" symbols popped across her head one after another while visible steam puffed furiously from the top of her skull.

Her two small fists were clenched tightly.

Killing intent radiated from her.

She was clearly at her absolute limit!

Meanwhile, Sir Aiwen stood opposite her with a forced smile, sweating profusely as he tried to counsel and soothe her, desperately attempting to explain that this was just that guy's normal behavior and she absolutely shouldn't take it to heart.

After barely managing to stabilize her emotions.

Sir Aiwen took a deep breath, walked over to Lynn, his mouth twitching uncontrollably, and said:

"Lynn... She was giving you a very serious simulation, so could you please not open your mouth and start trying to romance her?! There are so many people here! Even if you want to flirt, at least pick a more appropriate setting!"

Lynn adjusted his Monocle and nodded: "Sorry, it's a habit. I'll be more careful in the future. That was completely subconscious..."

He sincerely acknowledged his mistake.

But why did he feel a chill running down his spine? Like some terrifying thing was staring at the back of his neck. Was it just his imagination?

(O_O)?

He instinctively turned his head.

Ding—

The eyes of Titan and Wushen, both blazing like abyssal pits of terrifying light, swept over him with the cold, emotionless gaze of evil guardian deities. Only little Little One sat between their two heads, still adorably and innocently perched there.

"Hahahahaha!"

[Ding! Your SAN -5]

[Ding! Your SAN -10]

Lynn reflexively burst into laughter, propping up his Monocle with a sweeping gesture as he turned and bellowed:

"I think it's fine to discuss this matter in a few days! Everyone must be tired, right? How about we all head home first, and reconvene after dinner to make our decision?!"