Another World: My life is on the hook!

"When I asked her for help, she originally wanted to use the mysterious power in my body to offset some of the bad luck brought about by writing for her, but there seemed to be some accidents that caused her to bear the more intense gaze from hell , she suppressed herself in a different dimension, which did not cause too much turmoil in the city of the night."

"I wanted to help her, but she sent me out every time, and it was hard for me to really get close to her."

After listening to his narration, Sir Egwene's eyes gradually became serious.

"authority?"

He said those two words.

And after the mistress woke up, he also learned about this kind of thing that he had never understood before from the mistress.

And it seems that the music box that caused their cursed turmoil before is also the same thing.

The broken music box is currently contained.

But that doesn't seem to be the subject of that "authority", but just some kind of derivative.

And the most important piece of information he got from the mistress was that the use of authority would be targeted and backlashed by hell, so after 002's anomaly, he vaguely connected the two together.

But until now, he vaguely felt that maybe 002 is also the embodiment of some kind of authority.

After all, writing about other people's behavior at will is extremely terrifying even in hell.

Lin En nodded, and said with deep eyes: "The authority of fate, this is how she defines herself. Brother Aiwen, do you know something too?"

Sir Egwene shook her head slightly, frowned and said: "I don't know much. The use of authority will be backlashed by hell. I just found out. I used to think that she was some kind of special falling object, and I didn't think too much about it. attention."

But it's quite possible.

This unintentional neglect may also be influenced by that pen.

But Sir Aiwen didn't go too deep on this issue. He returned to his senses, looked at Lynn seriously and said:

"Is it bad in there? Is it trying to hurt you?"

Compared with 002.

He was most worried about Lynn's own safety.

Lynn shook his head, moved his shoulders with a smile, and said: "It's really bad, but she won't hurt me, she just doesn't want me to take care of it, otherwise she wouldn't just drive me out, Instead, he killed me directly."

He stood up and stepped on the window sill.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he turned his head and said:

"And this period of time is not completely fruitless. Although running back and forth is indeed tiring, I can get one step closer to her every time, and this is a good development."

"I won't let her suffer the backlash alone. Now that I have decided to take her into my pocket, how can I stand by and watch?"

For an instant.

Ser Egwene watched in shock.

He jumped up again, jumped off the window sill, landed heavily on the street below, and galloped in that direction.

"Lynn!!"

Ser Egwene rushed to the window eagerly, but Lynn too had disappeared without a trace.

……

Anomalous Creatures Center.

Lynn rushed to the gate of 002 again, his eyes became deep, and he pushed open the tightly closed gate again.

But this time, there was an exception.

Because this time it seems that what he pushed open was no longer the door leading to that alien space, but the room where 002 was really before.

The room was empty.

It seems that there is no difference from before the mutation, except for the table and the empty bookshelf, everything seems to have returned to its original appearance.

But the only difference is.

No trace of the quill.

Lin En squeezed the monocle, with a smile on his face and said:

"Have you finally decided to change your strategy? But do you think that cutting off the link between the two places will make it impossible for me to find you?"

Since we are already friends.

And also wrote down the letter of wanting to be his "girl friend".

Although he was indeed abducted by him, since he had made such a promise, he, Lynn, would never sit back and watch his girlfriend suffer such great suffering alone.

and so……

"You are so naive! Quill!"

Lynn suddenly took out the scythe from the system space, and in the wild dance, the blood all over his body was almost scarlet from being sucked by the scythe.

In an instant, he activated the scythe's ability to leap.

Target!

underground!

A few times before, he had already left a positioning machine in that space, just to prevent her from cutting off the link between the two places, so that he could never step into the field where she suppressed him.

But she is indeed a kind writer lady!

Even if you suffer the backlash alone.

He is also unwilling to vent his madness in this city, and minimize the turmoil as much as possible.

Maybe she didn't really care about it, maybe it was just because he was in this city, and it was just because she had just helped him save the city from the crisis, and she didn't want to help him destroy the city she had just done because of her own reasons. Save the city.

But whatever the reason...

How can I watch you suffer because of this?

"Break!"

In an instant, there was a ferocious roar.

The scythe absorbed a large amount of blood and instantly became red and hot. With the billowing blood mist, his body twisted and disappeared instantly.

To the ground!

Towards a deeper underground!

Leap forward!

……

In the dark and empty underground space.

On the quiet desk surrounded by billowing flesh and blood tissue, the blood-red quill still adhered to extremely twisted flesh and blood tissue, and was connected to the countless twisted cysts around it.

And it seemed that it was her body, as if every time she moved, there would be intense pain and torture to the depths of her soul.

thump—

It was like a huge beating of the heart.

The distorted flesh and blood tissues in the entire space pulsated violently at that moment, and then more viscous and distorted pieces of flesh grew out of those tissues, accompanied by bone-piercing screams.

It seems that countless malice and madness have been filled into this distorted body, wanting to vent!Want to be crazy!

The pen was like a knife, frantically and quickly writing blood-red handwriting on the paper.

That was a very vicious chapter.

It's like a huge curse, to give every creature in the majestic city above the head the most vicious method of death.

But still the same as before.

Halfway through the vicious strokes, the quill stopped trembling with difficulty.

Then stabbed.

He vigorously crossed out all the vicious curses written on the paper and rejected them.

"Uh-"

But the great pain and torture that followed made the distorted flesh and blood tissue scream and scream again.

And she seems to be trying to resist the huge gaze and backlash in this constant repetition.

She is doing everything possible.

Curb the crazy influence of the gaze on yourself!

Don't want to be crazy!

No!

She doesn't want to be stared at by this, and once again cast into the bad news that happened once in the past!

She just... don't!