Without the slightest warning, Silver Fantasy tightened her grip, and a current of over ten thousand volts crackled toward Lynn.
Almost simultaneously, the M-Power Lynn had long held at the ready surged into her body.
"Fuck-! (electronic voice)"
"Ah♡-!"
[Ding! You have suffered a powerful electric shock. You are paralyzed. Vitality decreased!] [Ding! Silver Fantasy's anger toward you +20! Silver Fantasy's arousal +21!]
Yet they maintained their handshake. Apart from their trembling, sparking hands and the angry waves shooting from their eyes, everything seemed perfectly harmonious.
Without a doubt, her arousal could still rise because it had fallen considerably during this time, dropping below max.
Watching the two reconcile with a handshake, and ignoring the electricity and red light radiating from them,
the God of Ten Thousand Machines said evenly, "Then your operation begins immediately. During this time, we will do our best to maintain a balance against those three Origins, and hold back their attacks on you once they discover you. But you must understand that you have little time. Delay too long, and you will certainly die."
Sir Comfort said calmly, "We will also leave some Root-Level power on you. It should help you withstand some curses and conventional attacks, but not much. Otherwise, I won't be able to insert you through interference."
Their two consciousnesses took another look at the pair, who were still glaring fiercely at each other, their clasped hands still crackling without letting go.
"Also," the God of Ten Thousand Machines said evenly.
Sir Awen said calmly, "To prevent you from immediately fighting among yourselves and forgetting your objective once you enter."
"I just reached an agreement with Cyber," the God of Ten Thousand Machines said evenly.
Sir Awen said calmly, "In the name of the Origins, we will impose a restriction