259: Chapter 259 SS-Rank Angel Goes Berserk, Miss Lin Unleashes Her Ultimate Skill

Liu Qing zoomed in on the deep scan image of Anar's wings.

A wisp of white-gold thread was moving.

It drilled out from the wing root, clung to the nerve bundles, and crawled toward Anar's brain.

Su Muxue raised her hand.

"Everyone, back away."

Water ripples spread out beneath Wang Ya's feet, shielding Lin Motong's side.

Lin Motong did not retreat.

She reached out and pressed down on one of Anar's drooping wings.

Anar's knees buckled slightly.

It was as if something was pulling her to stand up.

Lin Yuan sat on the sofa, not taking action immediately.

He looked at Lin Motong.

"Can you suppress it?"

Lin Motong looked up.

"Daddy."

Her voice was very soft.

"This is the toy you gave me."

She looked down at Anar again.

"I don't want anyone else to touch it."

The next second.

Every screen in the living room simultaneously lit up with a white cross.

A cold male voice echoed throughout Tiangong No. 1.

"Return Anar."

"Return Anar."

"Return Anar."

Anar's four wings suddenly unfurled.

At the wing roots, holy light burned in reverse, piercing through the black-red patterns.

Several light feathers flew out, skimming the floor.

Hiss!

Three gashes were cut into the metal floor.

Su Xiaonuan hugged her tablet tightly.

"Inner Circle lockdown!"

"All non-combat personnel, evacuate the living room level!"

"Tang Qiqi, shields."

Tang Qiqi immediately connected to the energy system.

"Received!"

Blue and white electric arcs expanded along the edges of Tiangong No. 1.

Qin Yumo drew her twin blades and blocked in front of Lin Yuan.

She stared at Anar.

"Master, should I turn her into a broken-winged angel?"

Lin Yuan raised his hand.

"Wait."

Anar was half-kneeling and half-rising.

Her four wings would retract and then spread out.

It was like two hands fighting over the same weapon.

Frost condensed into freezing needles at Su Muxue's fingertips.

She flicked her hand.

Three ice needles pierced into the back of Anar's neck.

The frost patterns had just crawled onto her skin when they were bypassed by the holy light.

Su Muxue's expression sank.

"It's not a physical pathway."

"It acts directly on the Mental Energy layer."

Liu Qing typed rapidly on the keyboard.

"Master, the external signal source is not within the borders of the Dragon Kingdom."

"It doesn't look like ordinary remote control."

"It's more like some kind of soul anchor reverse traction."

In the corner of the screen.

The previous communication record from Gray Dove of the European Continent Holy See was automatically highlighted in red.

[Willing to exchange Holy Court data for information on Anar and the Saintess Project.]

Su Xiaonuan looked up.

"They knew Anar had problems long ago."

The white cross on the screen grew brighter.

The male voice turned into a command.

"Saintess, return to your position."

Anar's four wings lifted simultaneously.

The wingtips aimed at Lin Motong.

The gray-white rings in Wang Ya's eyes shifted, and the water vapor in the living room condensed into a shield surface.

Lin Motong looked at Anar.

She didn't smile.

Nor did she tilt her head as she usually did.

She grabbed the "Summer Vacation Life" book from the table and slammed it onto the floor.

Slap.

The workbook fell open.

Tang Qiqi gasped in the B2 Energy Level.

"It's over."

"The Little Queen is truly angry."

Lin Motong stepped forward.

She looked at Anar.

She only said two words.

"Kneel."

Boom.

The entire Cloud Top Palace seemed to be pressed down by a black-red tide.

In the Outer Circle cafeteria, the hands of those holding bowls trembled.

In the middle circle corridor, Zhao Ya had just come out with a logistics form when her legs went weak, and she sat directly on the ground.

"Holy crap..."

"Did Miss Lin unleash her ultimate?"

B2 Energy Level.

The current curves in front of Tang Qiqi turned completely red.

"Sister Liu Qing! Mental Energy pressure is off the charts!"

Su Muxue's eyes behind her lenses stared at the screen.

"Record it."

"This is the complete data of an SSS-rank Empress's pressure."

In the living room.

The water ripples beneath Wang Ya's feet were pressed flat against the ground.

The frost on Su Muxue's fingertips stopped.

Qin Yumo's body arched.

This was primal instinct.

When facing a higher-order life form, muscles make judgments before the brain.

The holy light at Anar's wing roots was forcibly pressed back into her body by the black-red Mental Energy.

The white-gold thread retreated inch by inch.

Anar's four wings trembled violently.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

The white-gold thread was sealed deep within the wing roots.

It no longer overflowed.

Anar's knees hit the floor heavily.

Her forehead pressed close to Lin Motong's feet.

Her four wings retracted.

As if she had been shackled again.

Lin Motong reached out and stroked her long silver-white hair.

"It's okay."

"As long as you are by my side, no one can take you away."

Wang Ya stepped forward and held her daughter's shoulders.

She did not stop her.

She only whispered: "Are you tired?"

Lin Motong picked up the "Summer Vacation Life" from the floor.

"A little."

Only then did Lin Yuan stand up.

"Did you see that?"

No one answered.

All core members had seen it.

Lin Motong was not just a little girl who could only control corpses.

She was an Empress.

An Empress who could truly make an SS-rank Angel kneel.

Liu Qing isolated the residual signal.

A broken white-gold line appeared on the screen.

Lin Motong closed her eyes and perceived for a few seconds.

"Daddy."

She wrinkled her little nose.

"Very far away, there are many bird-people bones piled together."

"It's very dirty."

"They are calling her home."

Lin Yuan did not speak.

He looked into the void.

In the Dimensional Space, that tactical nuclear bomb sent from the capital was still sealed.

Tang Qiqi muttered softly.

"The Great Demon King isn't thinking of sending a package to the bird-people's ancestral grave, right?"

Su Xiaonuan lowered her head and noted it down.

[Western unknown sealed location.]

[Suspected Holy Court soul anchor.]

[High risk.]

At this moment, the European Continent channel cut in.

Gray Dove's hoarse female voice rang out.

"Mr. Lin."

"We observed a fluctuation in Anar's backdoor."

"The European Continent Holy See can provide a purification ritual to help clear the Holy Court's contamination."

Liu Qing synchronized the other party's text to the screen.

[Hand over Anar to the European Continent Holy See.]

[Purification, inspection.]

[After completion, we will return her.]

Gray Dove continued: "If she stays with you, she will become a positioning coordinate for the Holy Court."

"Handing her over to us is the safest choice."

"Otherwise, if Anar is controlled by the Holy Court again next time, we will be powerless to help."

Lin Yuan chuckled.

"You don't even know how to pretend."

"Not the same breed of dog as the Holy Court."

"Reply to her."

Liu Qing nodded.

"Please speak, Master."

Lin Yuan said: "If you want to touch my angel, go wipe out the Holy Court first to prove you aren't in league with them."

The communication was cut off.

Su Xiaonuan looked at Lin Yuan.

"Boss Lin, shall we convene a special Western combat meeting?"

But Lin Yuan looked at Lin Motong.

The little girl was holding "Summer Vacation Life," standing beside Anar.

The black-red eye glow had already receded.

It seemed she was studying whether the angel could help her with her homework.

Lin Yuan walked over and ruffled her hair.

"Is tomorrow your birthday?"

Lin Motong was stunned.

Wang Ya also paused.

The mother and daughter had never celebrated a birthday properly before.

Li Hongda would scold them if he lost while gambling.

He wouldn't remember if he won, either.

Lin Motong lowered her head and didn't speak.

Lin Yuan turned around.

"Su Xiaonuan."

Su Xiaonuan immediately bowed her head.

"Here."

"Take inventory of the spoils from Wan City."

"Logistics department, prepare."

"Tomorrow, we will host a birthday party for Miss Lin."

Tang Qiqi jumped up directly from B2.

"I'll handle the dress!"

"Exclusive to Miss Lin!"

"Black-red Empress style, with bear charms, and arrange an Anar-style guardian skin too!"

Zhao Ya scrambled up in the corridor and quickly shouted: "Kitchen! Cake!"

Jiang Xiaowan held her waist and peeked from upstairs.

She didn't say anything, but her eyes held a hint of envy.

Captain Han Xue stood behind him with her gun; she had wanted to join the fight when the angel went berserk earlier.

She didn't know why, but after becoming a mother, she wasn't as desperate for power, yet her desire to fight hadn't diminished at all.

Lin Motong held the "Summer Vacation Life."

She looked at Lin Yuan.

"Daddy."

"Can I ask Anar to sit next to me?"

Lin Yuan said: "Your toy, you decide."

[Ding! Target Lin Motong, Favorability +2%, Current Favorability: 36%!]

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The capital.

Control center.

Adam had just walked into the conference room, and over a dozen high-level officials were already waiting inside.

Someone slammed a document onto the table.

"Adam!"

"Without collective authorization, you delivered complete power armor units and design blueprints to Lin Yuan!"

"This is aiding the enemy!"

Adam held his thermos cup and unscrewed the lid.

Steam rose up.

He took a sip of wolfberry water.

In the conference room, all voices slowly ceased.

Adam looked at the person who slammed the table.

"Who gave you the nerve?"

"To dare to speak to me like that?"