Ser Egwene and the others fell silent.

Lin En shook his head, held his chin, and said with a smile: "I don't know exactly what it is, but it gives me a vague feeling. If falling into hell is a kind of protection, then it will

Doesn’t it mean that this hell is what protects me?”

Everyone was shocked.

No one spoke.

And the surroundings seemed to be getting slightly colder.

Lin En patted the dust on his hands and said softly:

"Of course it's not all to prove my conjecture. It was really impulsive at the time. After all, my friend was tortured by my side, but I was safe and sound. It was really difficult to remain rational in that situation.

, so I provoked it appropriately."

Everyone trembled.

Appropriately...challenged...a few words...

Take the authority of the God of Destiny to order Hell to execute what you wrote, and ask Hell if it dares...

Can this really be described with the word "appropriate"...

Lin En stretched, raised his head and said:

"And now that I think about it, I'm really scared. Being watched by that kind of thing, even though it didn't do anything, I still felt like I was really going to collapse, so I thought, even if it really protects me,

Me, I can't get close to it at all, because just looking at it would almost kill me."

Ser Egwene's eyes were serious.

He thought again of the diagnosis they had just made when they found him completely broken.

It was like all the powers in his body had failed, he had lost the ability to heal himself, his cells had lost their activity, and his consciousness had begun to disintegrate. But in fact, this hell did nothing at all. It just looked at him and let him

All rules are in turmoil.

Even though he clearly has a terrifying scapegoat tool like a scapegoat, he can't trigger it.

He frowned and said: "So it's not what you think? This hell didn't protect you, and it didn't..."

"No." Linn said softly:

"Brother Egwene, you are wrong. This incident has made me truly convinced that this hell is what protects me."

Everyone was startled.

Lin En adjusted his monocle with a smile and said: "Because it responded to me, brother Ewen, you have to understand that I was holding the power of fate and trying to write the fate of this hell, but just

When even the authority itself is suppressed and tortured by this hell, do you think the words I wrote are likely to be effective?"

As soon as these words came out, Sir Egwene's pupils shrank instantly.

A moment.

Even he felt waves of trembling.

And looking at Lin En's gentle smiling eyes, he finally realized this crucial point that is most easily overlooked.

Lin En smiled and said: "If I really have nothing to do with this hell, then the only outcome is that I will immediately suffer the backlash of hell and die because of using my authority. There will be no change, but it really follows my instructions.

I did what I said and did, and it really turned the backlash on me."

"But why? Why should it care about me?"

Ser Egwene's mouth hung open, but no words came out.

But what he said was absolutely correct...

yes.

Why?

So this is a game, a huge gamble he made with his own life on his guess, because as long as this hell doesn't kill him, no matter what choice he makes, it proves that there must be something between him and hell.

There is some kind of connection, and if there really is some kind of connection, then how could Hell kill him?

Thinking of this, even he felt creepy at Linn's resourcefulness.

He really...

Lin En said softly: "At the same time, this incident also allowed me to confirm some things that have been bothering me for a long time, that is, these people who have been floating around me for a long time, seeming to be invisible, are interfering with me.

The true identities of those black hands."

Everyone was shocked.

Lin En raised his head and looked at the sky shrouded in black mist with a smile.

"The pig-headed butcher, the laughing clown, the jailer guarding the root, the controller of the "curse" authority, are high-ranking beings who belong to this hell itself and can partially adjust the mechanism of this hell under certain circumstances.

"

"Oh, let me guess a little more."

He tapped his temple.

The corner of his mouth was slightly raised and he pinched his single eye.

"Is that the chaotic color... the infantry?"

Buzz——

Almost at the moment he finished speaking, gusts of dark wind howled throughout the night city, and even the surging black mist above the sky seemed to become darker at that moment.

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Even Sir Egwene and Colossus Brain felt this strangeness.

In an instant.

Almost like a conditioned reflex, the two of them immediately protected Lin En in the center, and Sir Egwene held the chip tightly, always ready to jump up the ranks.

And on the high tower in the center of the Night City, a dazzling golden light also lit up in response. A huge twelve-winged phantom coldly covered the sky above them, watching the surging in the sky.

Unusually dark fog.

Accompanied by two huge roars.

The Titan heads and the Witch God heads fell around Lin En like meteorites falling from the sky, and a crazy and violent aura surged.

"Lynn - are you awake? You have provoked something again - something doesn't feel right here -"

The Titan Head said madly and belligerently.

Lin En held her single eye, stood up from the ground, tilted her head and smiled:

"Ah! It's okay, I just accidentally said some... seemingly taboo words."

The Titan's head bared its ferocious teeth crazily, like a twisted giant beast. His gaze instantly pierced the high sky where the black mist surged. The breath all over his body surged violently, and he let out a low thunderous sound.

Normal guttural sound.

And everyone who knows him knows that this is a prelude to his entering a state of madness.

And in a certain room in the Night City.

A thin quill also floated up slowly and landed on the blank parchment. The colorful ink marks seemed to be surging with unimaginable power.

The whole city was silent.

All the night doctors in the city held their breath at the same time, feeling the suffocating depression.

But Lin En still stood in the center of the pile of roots, raising his head, the dark mist reflected in his smiling eyes, and then slowly stretched out his hand and gently picked the tall roots towards the sky.

Foot hat, said:

"That's really rude, hell."

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He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.

A single dorm?

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.

And my own body...how could I not have any injuries at all?

With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.

The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.
To be continued...