Bug God is a Monster I personally created from a human!
He possesses such terrifying strength, yet after capturing me, he didn't immediately kill me; instead, he examined me with such an aggressive gaze...
Could it be that...
Psykos's heart pounded uncontrollably.
She forced herself to calm down, took a deep breath, and spoke in a slightly trembling but steady voice, "You can call me Psykos, Bug God Your Majesty..."
She paused, then feigned composure and raised her light green eyes, asking the question she most wanted to know: "How... did you discover my true body?"
This was her last shred of pride; she wanted to know where she had truly failed.
"It's very simple," Han Sen said casually, expertly making up an excuse in the face of the formidable Ms. Overseer's curiosity. "After advancing to Dragon-level, my mental power underwent an incredible transformation. The moment I first saw Great Eyes, I realized there was no true soul within it."
"Add to that the undeniable psychic fluctuations when you used that puppet in combat, and I simply followed the hidden mental link all the way here."
Psykos: "..."
This simple, brutal, almost illogical reason made her feel that years of painstaking effort and meticulous planning had all become a joke.
Is this the gap in talent?
She had pushed the limits of human wisdom, reaching this point through countless experiments.
Yet, the man before her, relying solely on his innate instincts, had effortlessly crushed everything she had built.
—Damn it, humans truly do have limits!
Seeing her gritting her teeth and looking a bit lost, Han Sen's smile deepened.
He released her hand, and as if returning to his own home, he swaggered over to the large leather sofa and sat down without any formality.
Rip—
The expensive leather sofa was extensively pierced by sharp carapaces, emitting a teeth-grinding tearing sound.
But Han Sen didn't mind in the slightest; he even comfortably adjusted his posture, crossing one leg over the other.
"Alright, Lady Psykos," Han Sen said, his legs crossed, his gaze playful as he looked at the woman who had single-handedly founded the Monster Association and, in a way, created him. "It's time for us to settle our accounts."
He lightly tapped the armrest of the sofa with his finger; his voice wasn't loud, but it struck Psykos's heart like a heavy hammer.
"The process of you forcibly transforming me into a Monster, those delightful details, I still remember them vividly even now."
Han Sen leaned forward slightly, his burning crimson eyes fixed on her, his tone becoming meaningful.
"You wouldn't want to shirk responsibility, would you, Lady Psykos?"
Hearing the inexplicable and primal desire in Bug God's words, Psykos's body trembled violently.
In an instant, shame, humiliation, anger... a palette of complex emotions overturned within her, churning like a stormy sea.
As the creator of the Monster Association, the only psychic who saw the future of humanity.
Yet, she had become a prisoner, played in the palm of the hand by her own creation. And the method of reckoning proposed by the other party was so primitive...!
However, beneath the shame, a faint glimmer of hope, like a firefly in the darkness, lit up in Psykos's heart.
—Bug God wants to get revenge on me, in the most primitive way, to completely conquer me from body to spirit!
—Although it's humiliation... if I think about it differently, isn't it also an opportunity?
—Since I can't resist, then I'll turn this shame into my new bargaining chip!
Countless thoughts flashed wildly through Psykos's mind; the Monster strategist's cognitive ability burst forth with astonishing energy in this desperate situation.
—If... if I can make Bug God addicted to my body, perhaps... my plan isn't completely failed yet!
—I might even be able to turn it around and achieve my ultimate goal through him!
Once this thought arose, it grew wildly, instantly occupying all of Psykos's thoughts.
Having understood this, the fear and panic in Psykos's eyes gradually faded. She slowly raised her head, meeting Bug God's playful gaze, and her originally stiff body miraculously relaxed.
Although her ear tips were still so red they looked like they might bleed, her voice regained some of its usual composure, carrying a genuine tremor born of fear, making her appear pitifully vulnerable.
"Of course not, Bug God Your Majesty..."
She bowed slightly, her dark green hair falling like a waterfall, concealing her complex expression at that moment.
"The gamble is over. Since you have won, then I... am naturally at your disposal."
"Everything I have belongs to you, Your Majesty, the Monster King."
Her slightly trembling voice, coupled with her submissive and humble posture at that moment, was enough to stir the desire for conquest in any man.
Bug God leaned back on the sofa, his dark face mask showing no expression, making Psykos's heart uneasy. She instinctively swallowed.
"Very good. It seems you've come to a realization." The three-meter-tall dark figure stood up, casting a shadow that completely enveloped Psykos. "Tie up your hair. I told you to tie up your hair."
"..."
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...
The underground secret room was a mess.
The expensive leather sofa was ripped open with several large gashes by sharp claws, revealing twisted springs and cotton stuffing inside.
On the floor, the costly hand-woven carpet was stained with shattered stemmed glass and crimson wine, leaving a sticky mess.
The air was filled with a complex scent, a mixture of wine, dust, and a peculiar lingering aroma.
There were no other figures in the secret room. Psykos tugged at her somewhat disheveled white research coat, covering large areas of exposed pale skin and the faintly visible black lace trim.
The flush on her face, born of shame and excitement, had not yet completely faded, adding a captivating allure to her usually calm and intellectual older sister-like features.
She walked to the damaged sofa but did not sit, simply standing quietly, her sky-blue hair somewhat disheveled over her shoulders.
After a long while, she slowly raised her hand, looking at her fair, slender fingertips.
Buzz—
A surge of mental energy, far vaster and more condensed than ever before, uncontrollably overflowed from her fingertips, forming a pale blue energy ripple.
The dust in the surrounding air was pulled by this force, converging into a rapidly spinning mini-tornado at her fingertips.
Psykos's light green pupils contracted sharply, and the lingering blush on her face was instantly replaced by shock.
"My psychic ability... it actually... increased so much?!"
She could clearly feel that the mental power within her, which had once been like a river, had now converged into a surging, roaring torrent!
This feeling...
It was like a primitive person who had used dial-up internet for years suddenly connected to a gigabit fiber optic, and the entire world's information flow became incredibly clear.
"This..."
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