Chapter 812 There is no right or wrong, only results

Maybe it started early.

Ever since he began to reveal the ability to remove curses, he seemed to have begun to chart his future trajectory.

They surround him, and for their own hopes, they actively or passively become members of his big family. It seems that it is precisely because of his existence that one after another the proud gods are opposed to each other and even contradictory. , standing by his side willingly, watching the light in his eyes.

It's like he is the only one who can still smile in hell.

And at least for this moment.

The family that was bound to return home seemed to have revealed their future to this hell for the first time.

They have sharp fangs.

But also holding flower buds.

Look at the sky without fear.

Above the thick black mist, under the seemingly eternal chaotic colors, the clown was still standing on his shoulders. He looked down quietly, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the endless black mist and meet those smiling faces. Eyes on each other.

"So, do nothing?"

The clown licked the corners of his mouth and looked down at the city.

"He really has more and more of that person... It's hard for me not to feel scared. You want to speed up his recovery, but you inevitably push him to the opposite side. If one day they really We have gathered all the roots to attack this hell, how should you deal with it? You are...but..."

The pig-headed butcher calmly looked down at the black mist and said:

"There is no right or wrong, only results."

"Maintain the balance of this mechanism and prevent any old god from stepping out, allowing him to grow and revive in this hell. This is the master's order and cannot be broken forever."

The clown seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, and said:

"So even if that disaster comes, will it still be the same? The mechanism of Jijusuna's purge has been broken for thousands of years. Do we still have to stick to it?"

The pig-headed butcher looked down indifferently and said:

"Same."

So if one day he really brings those prisoners to attack this hell, he will definitely stand in front of them.

But he won't be able to stop it.

Because this is part of his recovery and growth, and it is his own destiny.

He turned around calmly, raised his head, and looked at the chaotic colors across the entire border of hell. He knelt on one knee, as if he had been kneeling here forever before being awakened, and the magnificent colors were reflected in his eyes. .

"This is my life too."

…

The surge of black mist gradually stopped.

The cold wind blowing throughout the night city also gradually dissipated.

That unusual feeling slowly disappeared as the wind died down.

A drop of sweat.

Dripping from Ser Egwene's cheek.

The seriousness in the eyes of the Colossus Brain next to him seemed to be like a dark cloud that could not be dispelled, and every muscle was tense to the extreme.

"The feeling of being watched...is gone."

Ser Egwene said solemnly.

But that creepy feeling still echoed in their hearts for a long time.

Lin En smiled slightly, and then as if he had expected it, he sat down again, holding the branch in his mouth, and said:

"It's okay, I just came to scare you, but this also shows from the side that we should be living under their surveillance all the time. Although we are indeed a little unhappy, but we don't seem to be able to do anything, then just let them be. ”

"Although the specific reasons have yet to be inferred, it can at least prove that before we really hit the border of hell, this hell will not really do anything to us."

He spread his hands.

"After all, we are all peaceful prisoners now~"

But Sir Egwene and the others remained silent.

It is difficult for them to be as optimistic and calm as Lynn, because the gaze just now was like a huge warning and a deterrent.

If this is the challenge they will face in the future...

And this is just hell.

What if it's the crazy colors higher up in the sky, what kind of terror does that represent...

"Hey, hey, hey! Can't everyone act like they are scared? Although I was scared when I was looked at for the first time, but I... I can... um..."

Linn touched his chin.

He remembered the way his legs were weak and his whole body collapsed.

He picked up the branch seriously and said: "But isn't this just a kind of encouragement? Now that the powerful enemy is there, showing his muscles to us, shouldn't we be forge ahead with determination and overcome all difficulties with an indomitable spirit? Finally, hold it down and ravage it hard!"

Ser Egwene and the others looked at each other, looking at each other.

But she couldn't help but be amused by his serious and serious expression, and didn't know what to say.

Ser Egwene took a breath, shook her head in confusion, and sat down.

So sometimes I feel it.

This guy.

He really seems to be born with some leader-like temperament. Although his usual irregularities make you think he is reliable, but every time, he seems to always be able to mobilize the atmosphere in a team and make it more popular. You laugh with him, make you cry with him, make you feel as if you have forgotten that you are in hell.

This is really...

A guy who doesn’t know how to describe it!

"But there is another question."

Sir Ewen seemed to remember something, his eyes became serious again, looking at Lin En and said:

"Although you have confirmed that there is a certain connection between you and this hell through that provocation, what about the follow-up? That is to say, hell obeyed the words you wrote, but if that is the case..."

"What about your... backlash?"

In an instant.

Everyone's eyes fell on him again.

Zuo Zuo told them about the words he wrote with the quill pen. What he wrote was to transfer all the backlash that the quill pen suffered to himself! And if hell agreed, wouldn't it mean...

Looking at the aggressive eyes of the crowd.

Lin En shook his head with a smile and said, "I finally led the topic to other places, why did you bring it up again, I really..."

Seeing Sir Ewen's eyes become more severe.

Lin En was helpless.

He had no choice but to shake his head and said:

"The backlash is still on me, but it is not as effective as the feather pen. It gives me some time to turn around. If we exclude the days when I was unconscious, there are about three days before the backlash will come to me."

Everyone's eyes were empty in an instant.

The next moment.

Before Lin En could say anything, the roots surrounded him in an instant, and the Titan head rolled up Lin En with a loud noise. The furious breath sprayed on Lin En's body like a breath, and said with bloodshot eyes:

"What did you say?!!"

"You keep hiding such an important thing?! I thought you were fine! It turns out that you are almost dead!"