This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 911 - 438 Law of Order_3

Mu You looked down and realized that even he had transformed into a shadowy figure composed of countless runes.

"Is this the capability of the Pen of Order?"

Mu You immediately thought of this.

Everything in the world is composed of Order, and the capability of this pen allows him to see through the superficial appearance of things to the Order entity within.

The trial of the Pen of Order certainly wouldn’t create an impossible task; it seemed that the ’Order Perspective’ before him was the real challenge...

Mu You quickly looked up at the War Horse.

Inside the War Horse, thousands of mysterious runes circulated in a unique sequence ceaselessly.

For Mu You, who had never encountered the Law of Order before, he couldn’t understand even a single rune, but this did not prevent him from noticing the slightly rough edges among them.

Near the liver of the War Horse, one rune was twisted and jagged, incongruous among the neat array of runes and notably awkward.

It felt like a perfectly functioning precision machine, where one gear was missing a corner, continually catching as the group of gears turned, aggravating his compulsion for order.

"Perhaps this is the War Horse’s weakness?"

Suddenly, Mu You felt he had discovered the trick; if this were a vulnerability at the rule level, merely by magnifying this weakness, he might be able to kill the War Horse, or at least stop it from functioning.

As for how to magnify it... Mu You looked at the pen in his hand.

This pen was clearly the weapon provided for him in this trial, a weapon to modify the rules!

"Hiss..."

In a moment of fleeting thought, the War Horse had already turned around and, with another shrill neigh, galloped toward him.

Mu You inhaled sharply, gripping the brush like a dagger.

He timed his leap for the moment the War Horse charged at him, touched the wall, flipped over, and plunged his right hand toward the horse’s back.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the War Horse’s speed and overestimated his own, and his stab went awry.

Mu You silently shook his head, instinctively reaching into his pocket to press the Pocket Watch.

But he found nothing but air.

Mu You paused, then remembered he no longer had the Pocket Watch to use.

Mu You felt slightly embarrassed; his long-term battling habits had led to a dependency on the Pocket Watch, prompting an instinctive desire to revert and try again upon failure.

Unfortunately, there were no do-overs in this trial; every action could only be performed once, so nothing could be taken lightly as before.

After landing, Mu You took a breath, focused, and stared intently at the War Horse as it screeched to a halt and turned around.

Seconds later, the War Horse charged at him again.

In the narrow passage, there was little room to dodge; one could either go up or down.

This time, Mu You chose the latter.

As the War Horse charged, he slid under it, grasping the saddle and then targeting the underbelly, thrusting his brush upward sharply.

This time, he hit the target!

The soft brush tip felt like the sharpest dagger in the world, easily piercing through the War Horse’s steel body and striking the misshapen rune within.

That rune fragmented and vanished the instant the pen tip passed over it, and the surrounding two runes were also affected, turning twisted and jagged.

"Woo..."

The War Horse whinnied painfully; its left front hoof seemed to fracture instantly and stumbled drastically.

"It really worked!" Mu You eyes lit up.

The next moment, the agitated War Horse began to thrash its body, trying to throw Mu You off.

Mu You didn’t resist; knowing when to retreat, he rolled out from under the belly and leaped up, gripping the brush again ready to defend.

The War Horse, seemingly infuriated, gave him no time to prepare and turned around, charging at him with a snort.

But this time, the experienced Mu You was not panicked at all; timing the charge, he leaped again, not trying to evade but instead grabbed the reins near the War Horse’s neck and hoisted himself onto its back.

Right hand holding the brush up, he stabbed fiercely into the side of the War Horse.

The pen tip eliminated another misaligned rune, but Mu You, unsatisfied, continued to stab again and again.

A series of surrounding runes kept being hit and erased by Mu You.

Mu You wasn’t sure of the specific purpose each Order Rune represented; he was merely devastating them recklessly.

After a dozen more stabs, having stirred the arrangement of the War Horse’s internal runes into complete disarray, the War Horse finally whinnied in sorrow, its forward momentum slowing more and more until it staggered and fell to the ground, motionless.

"Finally dealt with..."

Mu You dismounted from the horse’s back, the battle over when he felt a wave of burning pain all over his body. Looking down, he saw his body covered with large patches of abrasions, injuries from the skirmish with the War Horse.

And this was only the first challenge; Mu You believed that the Pen of Order’s trial was far from over. Most importantly, without means of recovery, what would happen if he ran out of health and died? Would the trial end in failure?