Chapter 773 You are lucky to have fallen into hell

With a focused expression and a frown on his face.

Lin En did not hesitate any more, squatting on the table, holding the quill pen, and carefully writing on the blank chapter of the book.

This time, the quill pen was very cooperative, and if it was before, Lin En would not have been able to hold the quill pen in his own hand to write.

He followed his own memories.

He completed the paragraph of what happened when he was unconscious, word by word.

From the time he was unconscious, to the unfolding of the huge purple magic circle, to the descent of the light curtain and the scar on the neck of the God of All Machines.

These things were incredible even to him, and he himself did not know why such a huge and mysterious great power was contained in the body of a small human being like him.

Soon.

The first blank chapter was completed.

Without wasting any time, Lin En quickly turned to the next chapter and wrote the story of himself and the Colossus Brain impacting the border of hell in the same way.

And Lin En also found out.

The missing chapters of this story are all about the outbreak of the mysterious power.

And this also makes people feel puzzled and suspicious.

Because seeing this, Lin En has already understood that this pen book may not be writing his fate, but just observing and recording in a certain sense. But since it is observing and recording, why can't it record the chapters of the mysterious power in its body?

This is indeed a question that people have to think about.

"Okay! It's complete!"

Writing the last word with the feather pen, Lin En reproduced that period of history as concisely as possible, trying not to waste too much time.

And the next moment, he heard the system prompt.

[Ding! Congratulations on completing the task: completing the chapter, you have obtained the task reward: the feather pen's favorability towards you +30, the feather pen will decide to provide you with one help x1]

And after the prompt ended, the feather pen automatically broke away from Lin En's hand without wind, and then floated above the book, as if it was observing the chapters that Lin En had completed in a certain sense.

Lin En looked at him seriously, and with a snap, she pressed a plum blossom seal in front of her, saying:

"Then you can make a move now, I have already written those chapters according to your requirements, it will be too late if you don't make a move now!"

But he did not get a reply from the feather pen.

The feather pen paused.

Then, as if making some kind of calculation, the books on the surrounding bookshelves instantly flew out countless papers, and under Lin En's astonished gaze, those papers floated around the entire table like a whirlwind.

A bottle of ink quietly floated from the bookshelf and landed on the table.

The bottle cap slowly opened.

A strong smell of blood instantly spread from the inconspicuous ink bottle, accompanied by an unimaginable weird breath.

And Lin En, who felt the breath, was instantly choked, and even made his heart beat like a war drum.

"This is..."

Because the breath made him feel familiar and trembling.

It was like the overwhelming aura that the Colossus exuded during the period of deification before it was cursed, and it seemed even more terrifying and mysterious.

This is not ink at all!

This is...

Two terrible words almost instantly emerged in Lin En's mind, but he trembled and couldn't say it.

Then, under his gaze, the feather pen silently reached into the ink bottle and gently dipped a little. The dark and blood-red "ink" fell from the tip of the pen with a click, and the strong smell of blood instantly filled the whole room.

The paper slowly unfolded in front of her.

The feather pen dipped in blood, as if it was conducting some kind of deduction and peeping.

It hesitated for a moment.

Then it finally put down the pen and wrote on the paper with difficulty at an extremely slow speed.

"Zi..."

"Luo..."

"Lan..."

Each word seemed to bear a heavy pressure. Lin En could even clearly see the trembling of the pen tip, and even the tip of her pen was faintly jumping with a dark electric current.

Lin En even forgot to breathe, and for some reason, the light in the whole room seemed to suddenly dim at this moment. The lights on the table flickered violently, and a dark and cold breath began to slowly climb on the ground, seeming to freeze people's bodies bit by bit.

And the writing movement of the pen was getting slower and slower, and more and more trembling.

It was as if she was spying on some secret.

Wanting to deduce and trace.

But after writing those three words, it was as if she encountered an unprecedented strong resistance, preventing her from going further.

At the same time, no one noticed that even the depressing sky outside seemed to be dimmer than before, as if the light was being swallowed by something.

And finally.

In that oppressive atmosphere, the feather pen trembled and began to write the fourth word with difficulty.

"of…"

Buzz——

But almost at the moment when she hadn't finished writing the fourth word, Lin En suddenly felt an indescribable shudder, the flickering candle on the table suddenly went out, and the whole room was instantly shrouded in endless darkness, even the night vision ability was completely ineffective at this moment, as if all the light was swallowed up.

And it was in this darkness that Lin En suddenly heard an extremely sharp and piercing scream.

It seemed to tear your eardrums apart.

In an instant.

The darkness dissipated. The vision returned to normal again.

And the whole room also underwent a huge change. The scarlet blood that came from nowhere almost dyed the entire wall red. The pages that had been rotating around them before had also turned into fragments, and fell on the blood-stained ground around them, and the strong smell of blood came to the face.

And on the desk, the feather of the pure white feather pen was stained with fine blood stains, and if you look closely, you can even vaguely see a kind of black impregnated in the fiber.

Her state seemed to become sluggish all of a sudden.

Lin En was stiff.

Looking at this series of changes, even a fool could see that she was obviously trying to do something beyond the line just now, and then suffered a backlash.

"You...what's wrong with you..."

Lin En stretched out his claws and tentatively poked the sluggish feather pen.

If it was gone, Lin En still planned to put it away for a souvenir or something...

The feather pen moved for a moment, and then it seemed to finally come to its senses and wrote on the paper at a slow speed, but Lin En could clearly see that compared with before, its current state was very bad.

And it was in this sluggish state that she wrote:

[You must protect yourself, don't leave this hell easily, even if you leave, don't leave for too long, please remember my words. ]

[Something is looking for you, and something is protecting you. ]

[Luckily... you fell into hell. ]