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Otherwise, she might drop to the ground or start babbling nonsense.

"Lynn, help me!"

Feeling helpless, Sara could only put on a bitter face and ask for help from the all-powerful Lynn. She didn’t want the kids to dislike her after all, since they were Lynn’s children, which meant they were her children too.

She didn’t care whether they were biologically hers or not. Anyway, she only had so many sisters, so her future non-biological children would surely be plenty...

"Is asking for my help something you just say with your mouth?"

Lynn glanced at Sara upon hearing this but made no move. As for whether he would help, that depended on Sara’s comprehension.

As the Furious Demon King, Sara was a representative of the clueless type. It wasn’t that she was brainless, just that she didn’t like to use her brain much. When she did, it was on important matters. For trivial family issues like these, she wouldn’t bother using her brains even if it were perplexing.

So even though Lynn had hinted so clearly, Sara just pouted her lips and approached Lynn, gently touching his lips with her own luscious ones.

If words don’t work, then a kiss it is. What else could it be?

Lynn’s intention wasn’t that simple or pure in the beginning. However, with the kids present, it wasn’t convenient to provide a thorough explanation to his wife, so he accepted the small perk Sara delivered.

"I’ll help you explain to the kids, but you also have to help me take a careful look."

Saying that, Lynn walked to the bed and pulled Little Youli and Little Yuna into his arms, saying sweet words for a long while until the two little ones, who weren’t really mad, let go of their grudge against Sara.

After performing all these superficial acts, Lynn suddenly dropped his playful demeanor, putting on a serious and earnest expression and called Sara over.

As the guilty feeling made Sara unusually well-behaved, she approached, and Lynn pointed a finger to her forehead.

In the past, while reading novels, he felt that the act of transferring power or bestowing talents was incredibly cool, full of style, and extremely elegant. Now, as a True God, he finally got to try mimicking it.

However, using a similar "Finger Snap Divine Skill" in a Western setting, especially in a game world Lynn was familiar with, lacked that mysterious allure.

Because that move could even be done by Catherine in her younger years. As long as you sought her for a Warrior career transition, she’d instantly teach you the transition skills, without needing to tap your forehead...

Admittedly, that was the simplified result in the game. In reality, Catherine still needed to teach students slowly, step by step. But just like Lynn and the broad player base, his transition experience was like that. Now that he himself mastered this move, it wasn’t as exhilarating.

"What am I supposed to look at?"

Upon seeing Lynn’s actions, Sara did not shy away, letting him open her heart’s insight. In that state, she’d perceive the essence of things as if she had opened the Celestial Eye.

But what was the point of it? Lynn, even without opening the Celestial Eye, could already perceive everything. Sara even suspected that Lynn could see through her "essence," even if she was fully clothed.

Of course, that was just idle speculation. The body wasn’t the essence itself. Even the Eye of the Demon God couldn’t see through clothes to reveal nudity. What it could see actually was the soul within the body.

Just like now, as Lynn opened the Celestial Eye for her and turned her head to look at Little Youli and Little Yuna, she didn’t see the kind of nuclear threat attack that would trigger the Great Harmonizer God to seal off her whole Shanghai, but rather...

"Boom~~"

Just a moment ago, Sara was confused, but within a second, her entire Shanghai was befuddled, her mind completely emptied of any thought, naturally void of confusion.

Lynn promptly and swiftly supported the suddenly softened Sara, preventing her from collapsing directly and only letting her bump against him as she slumped, avoiding a total kneel down.

"Lynn!!"

In the next moment, not even recovering from her limp state, Sara summoned a bit of strength, grabbed Lynn by the collar, and roared his name with all her might.

From this moment, Lynn, for the first time, witnessed a glimpse of what the Furious Demon King should truly look like from Sara.

This time, she was genuinely angry, not the gentle kind pretending to be mad, more like sulking than truly outraged.

Holding the about-to-explode Sara, Lynn had to use extreme strength below Divine Level to suppress the explosive rage in his arms.

"How dare you!!!"

Sara, forcibly restrained by Lynn, struggled in his arms, her voice carrying the essence of a volcanic eruption. Lynn felt that, at this moment, offering her hot water wouldn’t calm her; letting her drink magma might even struggle to appease her.

"I know you’re anxious, but don’t worry. Let me worry first. But first, tell me what you saw..."

The anger meter of the gasoline cylinder in his arms was visibly rising. Don’t ask how it was visible; it’s because Lynn could see her Level climbing along with her anger. With just the few twists and turns, Sara had reached Level 990.

Wow, how big is her temper actually? She entered berserk state without losing a drop of blood, right? Had she been a boss character, the dev team would’ve been cursed into oblivion by players.

"How dare you! How dare you!! How dare you even!!!"

Ignoring Lynn, Sara repeated, relentlessly, as if her brain had been burnt out by her anger.

Looking at this, Lynn couldn’t really press his wife, only continuously using Magic Power to refresh Sara’s state. Although each refresh reignited her fury, as time went on, he could feel her gradually calming down.

Getting the Furious Demon King truly enraged was actually quite challenging since that’s the Demon Nature and Demon Intent she mastered herself. How could she easily be driven by her own force? Yet, Lynn achieved this with precision.

Fortunately, his power exceeded Sara’s by a significant margin, so even when the Furious Demon King was enraged by her exclusive demon intent being ignited, she could only rely on him, with impotent fury in his arms, unable to do much aside from repeating her angry outburst.

It was also fortunate that Sara was the Furious Demon King; Lynn found it relatively easy to subdue her with reason (or might). Had it been the Lust Demon King Phantom, with a different demon intent ignited, Phantom might not have withstood it well...

After a long while, with Lynn’s unwavering effort, Sara’s emotions finally stabilized, and at least she stopped shouting, "How dare you."

Throughout the process, Little Youli and Little Yuna sat obediently, watching their dad and the Demon King auntie hug each other with blinking eyes.

If they hadn’t seen that besides hugging, there weren’t further actions, the sensible and understanding little angels would have quietly withdrawn, making room for Daddy and Auntie Demon King on the bed.

"Huff huff~"

"Huff~"

...

"You... don’t you know who they are? How dare you let them call you Daddy?"

Finally calming down, Sara took several deep breaths before managing to speak a complete sentence.

At this moment, she braced herself against Lynn’s chest, hiding her face there, not daring to glance sideways. Even questioning Lynn, she mumbled with her head buried.

"I didn’t know before, but now I have a guess. Could you confirm it with me?"

Lynn diligently adjusted Sara, who could feign being an ostrich with self-production because she had no face to show the demons, but if she didn’t clarify things, how could Lynn, who only had conjectures, be at ease?

"Little You... um, Lady Yuri is the ’vessel’ of Guardian Demon God, and Lady Yuna... was originally supposed to be the ’vessel’ of Destruction Demon God, but seems... someone poured something in first..."

As Sara’s words fell, Lynn frowned, unable to smoothen his eyebrows for a long time.