This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 915 - 439

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Chapter 915: 439

At this moment, the runes covering his entire body were already as crimson as blood, with massive amounts of red Order continuing to spread deeper inside him, persistently occupying, eroding, drawing ever closer to his heart.

However, as the red Order crept closer to the center, the speed of its spread began to rapidly slow, until it reached that tiny core at the middle, which was like a small boat churning in a sea of blood, no matter how it teetered, it never capsized.

This was an extremely bizarre feeling, making the berserk Mu You experience an ineffable discomfort. It was like standing on the edge of a bungee jumping cliff, his entire body already suspended in midair, yet inexplicably tethered by a rope from behind, fiercely pulling him back and preventing him from taking that final step.

This odd sensation nearly drove Mu You mad. In his agitation, he tore out clumps of hair, roaring as he tried to break free from that rope, to attain complete freedom and fully plunge into the world of Order, to experience the power that truly belonged only to the gods.

And as he struggled desperately, after who knows how long, he finally broke free from the shackles, and the small boat in the sea of blood quietly capsized.

The last streak of white runes within him was also gradually turning red...

"Thump!"

Just then, the back of his head was suddenly struck by something.

With just that one hit, the distorted lines all around and all the chaotic sounds in his ears instantly dissipated.

Mu You opened his eyes somewhat dazedly and found himself sitting in a grassy field, a gentle breeze bringing the fragrance of grass and soil into his nose.

"...Focus, be calm, do not be overeager for success, a quality indispensable for a Magic Potion Master, how many times have I said it, and you still can’t remember..." The familiar nagging voice came from his shoulder.

This scene was all too familiar to him; whenever he made mistakes while studying Magic Potions Study, Vivian would always peck at the back of his head like a woodpecker, saying she wanted to crack open his blockhead to see what kind of trash was stuffed inside.

"Vivian?"

Mu You suddenly awoke with a start and took a good look around.

The surroundings were dark, with no trace of the green grassland; he was still in the narrow corridor, alone and with no one around.

Mu You was somewhat at a loss, the murderous aura on his body quickly dissipating as he looked down and was immediately shocked.

At his feet, there lay a dense mass of monster carcasses, blood nearly forming a river.

But what was even more terrifying was his own self.

The him now was no longer human in form, his body covered with various monstrous organs—snake heads, crab pincers, fish scales, spider legs... he had completely transformed into a grotesque and bloated monstrosity, a fleshy tumor of a creature standing five or six meters tall.

And from the perspective of Order, his body was completely filled with crimson Order Runes, with only a small tuft of white remaining at the deepest part of his heart.

"What have I done..." Mu You broke out in a cold sweat, realizing that he had just been completely dominated by thoughts of slaughter and violence, lost in the power brought by Order.

The tiny white rune in his heart represented the last vestige of his sanity. If it weren’t for a last-minute reminder from Vivian...

Vivian?

Mu You quickly looked around, the entire corridor was empty, with only him standing alive. Where did Vivian come from?

Moreover, when he had entered the God Realm before, he had already left Vivian with Lin Xue. It was impossible for her to appear here.

Mu You looked around and finally his gaze landed on the brush in his hand.

"So, was it you who reminded me just now..." novelbuddy.cσ๓

At this moment, the only thing around him that could possibly have awakened him was this pen.

In response to his question, the brush in his hand remained motionless, as if it were just a lifeless object.

Mu You let out a sigh, did not ask further, put away the brush, and walked a circle around the area, checking the number of monster corpses on the ground.

To his great surprise, there were exactly 182 monster corpses!

That meant he had reached the 182nd level!

Although the Lamp God had mentioned that this place was transformed by the Divine Pen, could it have been transformed to have more than one hundred and eighty levels?

Looking at the densely packed corpses under his feet, Mu You suddenly had a premonition: Even if he continued to kill, there would only be an endless number of trials and monsters.

His ability to kill his way here in one go showed that he had completely mastered the use of the Divine Pen to disrupt the rules.

But this method of use was wrong.

His state just now could almost be described as ’Berserk,’ clearly heading down the wrong path.

In other words, the information given to him by the voice of the Bard earlier was incorrect, and this trial was not about using the Power of Order to slaughter.

"Speaking of which, was that voice really the Bard?"

After undergoing that terrifying experience, Mu You suddenly began to doubt this point.

With this thought, he simply sat down and began to recall and review everything he had just experienced.

Luckily, although he had entered a Berserk state, every scene he had passed through was branded into his memory.

Mu You started recalling from the first level, the entire process of how he disrupted Order.

And the more he recalled, the more he broke into sweat on his forehead.

Only then did he realize the tightrope he had been walking on the entire time, just one step away from falling into the Abyss.

It wasn’t until he recollected all of his memories that Mu You took a long breath, suddenly feeling somewhat enlightened: The God of Order was not one who disrupts and modifies Order but rather one who guards it!

The Power of Order, of course, includes the power to destroy Order, but each destruction creates a certain ’Deviation Value,’ that is, the red Runes. If the Deviation Value is too high, one will enter into Berserk as he did, lost in the power of Order, losing oneself.

This was still a virtual Illusion, and in reality, the accumulation of Deviation Value would be even faster, with those who lacked firm will succumbing after misusing the Power of Order just a few times!

Mu You had already thought of Caesar’s situation at this point.

Perhaps the Lamp God’s judgment wasn’t wrong; Caesar had once been a truly virtuous ruler. His first wish to turn deserts into Oasis was genuine, aiming to improve the living conditions of his people.

However, after obtaining the Divine Pen, he quickly went down the wrong path, succumbing to the power of Order. On the outside, he still appeared the same, but inside, he had become a slave to destruction and slaughter.

And the voice of the Bard just now was likely impersonated by Caesar. After entering the Lighthouse, he used the Divine Power of the Lamp God to control some of the permissions. Probably knowing he lacked the ability to pass the trial, he misled Mu You with his voice, seeking to drag his competitor down with him.

If it weren’t for his strong inner conviction and the fact that the Pen of Order couldn’t bear to watch anymore, which helped him, he might have not recovered.

With this in mind, Mu You let out a breath, picked up the Pen of Order, and began to cut it across his own body.

One by one, he discarded the Runes of the monsters until all the chaotic Order was expelled from his body. Only then did Mu You realize that his own body was already riddled with holes and disfigured beyond recognition.

But that was alright; the true power of Order was not destruction and ruin, but repair, to rectify chaos and restore all disorder back to its original state. Once he fully mastered the power of Order, even if only a speck of dust remained, he could restore it to its original form at any time.

And the true content of this trial was not for him to use the Pen of Order to slay monsters, but to fix the disordered Order within those monsters and to grasp the rules of Order in the process.

In other words, this was not actually a trial at all, but an opportunity to be taught the Law of Order.