Buzz——

At that moment, it seemed as if a biting wind was blowing across the entire alien space.

The turmoil acting on her huge flesh and blood body seemed to suddenly stop at that moment, as if the entire space fell into silence.

The quill placed on the table vibrated violently.

The blood-red words on the paper.

It also seemed to become more vivid and scarlet at that moment.

It's like a provocation.

Even Zuo Zuo was completely shocked by this scene, but Lin En still raised his head and calmly stared straight into the dark sky.

And that moment.

The temperature of the entire Night City seemed to have suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, and bits of frost slowly climbed up on the eaves and towers.

All the night doctors in the city subconsciously wrapped their clothes tightly and stared blankly at the sky.

The wind is rolling.

In the deep underground hall, the twelve-winged self-binding angel slowly opened her eyes, with waves of solemnity. She looked at the cursed chains on her body, as if she was affected by some kind of influence.

Tighten slightly.

And not just her.

Throughout the Night City, Colossus Brain and Sir Egwene all vaguely felt the curse in their bodies at the same time.

It's like the appearance of a certain kind of gaze, causing all the curses to become restless and slightly turbulent.

"What on earth is this..."

Ser Egwene raised her head and murmured at the surging black mist in the sky.

No one knows what happened.

Only vaguely.

There are some unspeakable changes that seem to be happening...

…

On the distant peaks of Night City.

Blow by the howling wind, the pig-headed butcher looked far away at the city in the black mist. The long porcupine's spikes emitted a fine halo behind him. His gaze

Gradually, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and even the clown on his shoulder moved his mechanical neck and tilted his head to stare.

He held a music box in his hand.

Like some kind of induction or omen, the music box vibrated slightly, like some kind of desire.

"Someone has used the power of fate again, right? But it seems... hell's reaction this time is a little different."

He turned his head with a click, facing the butcher beside him with a crying and laughing face.

The pig-headed butcher looked at the Night City from a distance, but did not answer. There was a subtle black energy flashing in his eyes, and his eyes were calm and deep.

for a long time.

The darkness in his eyes slowly faded away, and he said calmly:

"Because it was not she who used authority this time, but the child, and he was trying to provoke."

When the clown moved, his eyes, which were crying and laughing, became unusually serious.

"Who are you provoking?"

The pig-headed butcher raised his head and said:

"This hell."

At this moment, even the clown's eyes changed.

"He's crazy?"

The pig-headed butcher raised his head and said:

"He's not crazy, or he's more rational now than you think."

"As he gradually learns more information about the world, and as he gradually awakens to the ability to control, he will increasingly use and explore his own advantages, and use them to his advantage.

Make a step-by-step test.”

"Just like now."

"With just one sentence, he forced this ancient mechanism into a serious logical conflict."

The clown's eyes became more serious.

He knew this was indeed reasonable.

But who dares to really do this? Just because of some abnormalities in his body and a few words that cannot be verified, he dares to make such a temptation. This is not something that only courage dares to do.

Has he never considered the consequences of failure?

From this point of view.

He is an out-and-out lunatic!

"So what should we do now?"

he asked twinklingly.

In the face of this matter, it was no longer his power to make a decision.

The pig-headed butcher once again glanced at the Night City in the distance, watching in silence for a long time. Then he turned around and strode towards the darkness in the distance.

"Before the master wakes up and exchanges this hell to Him intact, this ancient mechanism must be defended. Isn't this our responsibilities and obligations that have always existed?"

"And if he makes concessions at this time, it will only further confirm his uniqueness and make him lose his basic awe of the unknown and mystery. This is not a good thing for him now.

"

The clown said deeply: "So your answer is..."

The figure of the pig-headed butcher was shrouded and swallowed up by the vast darkness.

His voice also echoed in the void for a long time.

"Promise him."

"However, I will leave him enough time to deal with this backlash, but it is up to him to decide how to avoid it."

…

And at the same time.

In the alien space underground in Night City.

Lin En still sat quietly in front of the quiet desk, raising his head, facing the hell.

The huge gaze lasted for a long time, and even Zuo Zuo stopped thinking completely, as if his whole soul was frozen. ωωw.Bǐqυgétν.℃ǒM

Obviously I don't know what it is, obviously nothing happened.

But the body was already covered with fine frost.

That sense of oppression.

It seems as if you are against the entire sky, fighting the final confrontation with the greatest will.

Time passed in panic.

And finally at a certain moment, Zuo Zuo suddenly felt his tight consciousness lighten up. The huge gaze seemed to have never existed before, and gradually disappeared into nothingness. The huge pressure seemed to suddenly disappear.

Disappeared in this alien space.

Zuo Zuo was trembling and motionless.

And with that, the violent vibration of the quill stopped.

The mass of diseased flesh and blood tissue that almost occupied the entire alien space began to shrink, as if it had completely calmed down the turbulent catastrophe, and then gradually became the size of a humanoid. The diseased mass

The organization also seemed to wither and disappear in an instant.

It's like the blood-red handwriting has played its role.

It's like hell retreated.

Backlash...

"Disappeared……"

Zuo Zuo murmured as he watched this scene.

It was like a flood rumbling away after the tide receded. She didn't know what was going on, but she seemed to be vaguely aware that all these changes were inseparable from the words her big head wrote on the paper.

connect.

She trembled suddenly, immediately raised her hand quickly, and looked at the table.
To be continued...