Another World: My life is on the hook!

Chapter 803 The True Identity of the Quill Pen

She stared blankly at the terrifying man.

He opened his mouth.

For a while, he couldn't say a word.

Don't you think it's ridiculous?Don't feel twisted?Such a distorted and distorted body would almost be regarded as the most evil taboo in any world...

She bit her lips hard, but she didn't try as hard to hide her body as before.

And finally.

she whispered to him.

"Thank you……"

"You are... you are the first creature that doesn't see me and hates me since I went to hell..."

"I... thank you..."

Lynn, who was sitting there cross-legged, still had that heart-warming smile on his face, sitting carelessly, facing this huge and distorted appearance, his eyes gradually became softer.

Indeed, he doesn't care.

Although, he really didn't know what was going on, nor did he know if this was her original appearance.

But this is hell!

He has already seen any figure whose San value is crazy. He has seen an extremely beautiful ghost who turns into a ghost in an instant. The devil of your heart.

Because of the soul!

What does it matter what the appearance becomes, as long as the pure soul remains in this filth?

Silent for a long time.

She finally spoke again in a low voice.

"This is my retribution, as you can see... I can have such a distorted figure, all due to the sins I committed."

Lynn watched her, listening quietly.

She was silent.

It's like talking to yourself.

"You should know that I am a fallen person from the broken world, but you should not be clear that I am not an ordinary fallen person. At least in the world where I exist, I hold the authority that the gods envy. They give They called me a lot of names, they called me "the one who writes the future", they called me "the one who controls the destiny" but more they called me..."

"The God of Destiny."

Hearing those four words, Lin En's eyes were slightly dazed, as if some long-standing speculation had finally come to fruition.

Although there have been vague conjectures in this regard very early.

It is speculated that the quill is likely to be the authority of some kind of ancient god representing destiny.

But he really didn't think of it.

She could be...

The God of Destiny himself.

She was silent for a moment, then spoke in a low voice.

"It's ridiculous. With such a fact, have you ever imagined that the god who once weaved fate would degenerate into what it is now, even worse than this creature in hell."

Lynn's expression restrained, and he looked at her seriously.

"Are you... the same as my father-in-law and my mistress?"

He finally asked the question he had been asking all along.

She answered in a low voice;

"No, I am fundamentally different from them."

"Although they also claim to be gods, in essence, they are not different from other creatures. They are just stronger than those weak creatures in a long time. In essence, they have no Truly detached from this world."

The distorted flesh and blood twisted and squirmed.

As if raising his head, he passed through the pitch-black stratum in a godless manner, looking at the piercing black mist.

"The one who can truly be called a god is the incarnation of the rules. It is above everything else and constitutes a part of the rules for the operation of all things."

"No form."

"There is no lifespan."

"It has existed from the beginning of this great universe, and it will always accompany the eternal one until the end of this universe."

"That's...us."

It seemed to be telling some kind of eternal destiny, but it was smashed to pieces in an instant.

But Lynn quickly discovered a doubt, and he said seriously:

"What about the Broken World?"

Because he knew that the Miaomiao family fell from that world, and they were just a group of ordinary people before they were alive.

She was dazed and whispered:

"That's the only exception, but it wasn't called Broken World before, it has a name that has been used since ancient times, and in that world, there has always been some kind of power that we can't even pry into, as if It's like a cycle..."

"Whenever we, the rules that maintain the operation of the great universe, are born out of ourselves during the evolution of time, that force will forcibly drag us to that world, and let us become a member of that world."

Lynn's brows moved slightly.

She was in a trance, as if recalling those broken memories once again.

"It's like a kind of evolution, and it's like a kind of rotation, because over time, it is almost inevitable that a regular body like us will be born out of self, and once we have a self, we will be killed at a certain point. When concretized into that world, although it can still control the operation of the rules, it has an entity in some form."

"And every time a cycle arrives, as it is set, all the incarnations of rules, including those powerful individuals in the main universe, will usher in a large-scale cleansing, allowing the world to return to its original state. The way it looks, it goes round and round, over and over again."

As soon as this remark came out, Lynn almost instantly remembered the periodic catastrophe mentioned by the mistress.

This seems to be some kind of mechanism that exists in the main universe.

When there are a certain number of powerful individuals in the world, it will be triggered, and then everything will be formatted, starting from scratch.

Lin En instantly heard the disaster that was still going on that caused countless ancient gods to fall.

"Is the catastrophe in the upper world now the big cleansing you mentioned?"

he asked sharply.

But who knows.

She gave a negative answer, she whispered:

"No."

"Although the two are similar, there is an essential difference. In fact, at the very beginning, we once thought it was the activation of that mechanism, and we were willing to die willingly, because for us, self-destruction is nothing more than letting us Going back to the old form of pure rules without consciousness doesn't mean a complete death for us."

"But this time is different."

"Because the mechanism of the Great Cleansing will never target those creatures whose strength is below a certain limit, it is more like a means to prevent the world from becoming ossified. In essence, it is actually more beneficial to the active life of the entire main universe. sequential development."

"But the target of that piece of disaster is indiscriminate, not only for us, but even weaker life, matter, energy, and even the rules themselves have become the targets of its destruction."