He knew this was his only way to survive now.
He had to seize this chance!
Otherwise, knowing that demon, he would surely die in unimaginable agony!
But when Lynn heard those words, he smiled.
He flexed his wrist.
It involuntarily reminded him of all those scenes in movies he had watched on Earth where the villains threatened the heroes.
They usually opened with something along the lines of, "If you do this," followed by, "I'll do that."
And after raging helplessly, the heroes would most likely agree, throwing away the advantage they had built up, little by little.
Lynn flexed his wrist with a cheerful smile.
But to Doctor 315, the sight sent wave after wave of cold dread through his heart.
"Don't worry. Of course I won't kill you."
Lynn rubbed his temples, took a breath, then flicked his right hand. With a swish, an orange-red Monomolecular Sword appeared in his grip.
Its searing heat sent the temperature throughout the First Chamber soaring!
Why did it look so familiar?!
(Teeth grinding)
Why did that sword look so familiar?!
Silver Fantasy gritted her teeth, tightening her grip on her sword with furious creaks as she cast a murderous glare at the bastard in boxer shorts.
It involuntarily reminded her once again of that humiliating experience.
[Ding! Silver Fantasy's hatred toward you +10] [Ding! Silver Fantasy's anger toward you +12]
Lynn flexed his wrist, slowly adjusted the fire-element Monomolecular Sword in his hand to a suitable length, and said with dead-fish eyes:
"Miss Machine Intelligence, come enchant this sword with some of your dad's origin power. We'll attack him from both sides and bore a hole through his soul."
Doctor 315's face instantly went pale.
But before he could speak, Silver Fantasy said in a low voice through