Chapter 1040 Who do you think you are?

Chapter 1040 Who do you think you are?

Seeing the last line of words written by the feather pen, the pupils of the middle-aged man with dark blond hair in front of the desk suddenly shrank.

Without any hesitation, Ince Zangwill immediately used his own Sequence 5 ‘Gatekeeper’ ability.

A mysterious and illusory bronze door quickly formed in his eyes, and then opened to the outside...

At this moment, a slender and white big hand suddenly appeared, crossing the barrier between reality and the spirit world, reaching in front of the bronze door at an incredible angle, and closing the door that had just opened again.

What? !

Ince Zangwill was horrified, and immediately stood up and jumped to the window in front of the desk.

But before his buttocks left the chair, the palm that had just closed the bronze door stretched out from behind, and instantly rested on his shoulder, lightly pressing him on the chair.

"Where do you want to go?"

A faint voice came from behind, and then a tall figure emerged from behind.

Ince Zangwill did not reply, and used his ability to shuttle through the spirit world to try to escape from here.

But unfortunately, when the big hand was on his shoulder, an invisible force blocked his whole body. Not to mention the extraordinary ability, he couldn't even move half a finger now, and only a trace of consciousness was still functioning.

With the corner of his eye, Ince Zangwill saw the appearance of the man next to him.

He was wearing a black suit, handsome, with deep eyes and a calm expression. It seemed that everything happening in front of him could not cause any waves in his heart.

The moment he saw that handsome face, a trace of despair rose in Ince Zangwill's heart.

Because this handsome young man who suddenly appeared and subdued him with almost no effort was Med Haven, who he thought was an ordinary person before, but finally forced the feather pen to change the narrative.

Thinking of this, Ince Zangwill suddenly felt a little bit of horror in his heart.

...Yes, why did he always firmly believe that Med Haven was an ordinary person?

He had tried to change Med Haven's fate several times but failed to do so, but he never doubted it.

Even if he felt something was wrong, he based it on the argument that Med Haven was an ordinary person, thinking that there might be some extraordinary pollution or blessing on him.

Why didn't he think that Med Haven was a problem?

Ince Zangwill suddenly reacted and looked angrily at the feather pen lying quietly on the desk.

Lin Zhongtian glanced at Ince Zangwill, who was unable to move on the chair, then let go of his hand, walked to the desk, and looked at the notes and the feather pen on the desk.

As the gaze came, the quill pen that had been lying quietly seemed to jump up as if it was frightened, and quickly moved to the latest line of the notebook, and then wrote furiously without anyone controlling it and without ink:

"The foolish Ince Zangwill never thought that the mortal in his eyes, the respected Mr. Med Haven, was actually a naturally great, secretive, noble, majestic...supreme existence!"

"No one knows why He appeared in the image of Mr. Med Haven (crossed out)"

"Now, He condescended to come In front of the tiny Ince Zangwill, this will be the most memorable supreme honor in Ince Zangwill's short and ridiculous life! "

"Even if this honor will bring death, it is also the supreme gift of the great ■■■ out of mercy!"

"Ah! Great, kind, noble...Supreme ■■■, your figure is so sacred and majestic, your voice is so noble and pleasant..."

The feather pen wrote down adjectives that were so flattering that even Lin Zhongtian felt embarrassed.

Lin Zhongtian pulled the corner of his mouth, ignored the feather pen that was still flattering, turned around, looked directly into Ince Zangwill's deep blue and almost black eyes, and said lightly:

"All the gifts given by fate have been secretly marked with a price."

"Do you think you will be an exception?"

"..."

Ince Zangwill looked at the handsome young man in front of him silently, with a very complicated heart.

He had roughly understood why he had ended up in this situation.

The Sealed Artifact ‘0-08’, the Pen of Aleshuod, was left behind by the “Nightmare Dragon” Aleshuod after his death. It possessed the powerful ability to turn written stories into reality.

And it had a rather nasty negative effect, which was that it would always try to kill the holder.

Ince Zangwill knew about this negative effect and had been cautiously on guard.

But despite all his precautions, he still failed to prevent it and accidentally fell into the trap of this hateful feather pen.

When describing the story of Medhaven’s fruitless interference, the feather pen kept emphasizing that ‘this is reasonable’.

Ince Zangwill knew that this sentence was equivalent to the feather pen’s catchphrase, so he didn’t pay attention to it.

But it was this sentence that indirectly affected his thoughts, making him subconsciously think that these things could indeed happen, so he had not noticed the inappropriateness of Medhaven.

Of course, in addition to the influence of the feather pen, Ince’s own thoughts were also very important.

One of the limitations of the feather pen's ability is that the higher the status of the object affected, the more spiritual power it consumes, and the holder cannot affect powers higher than his or her own status. When it comes to powers of higher status, the written content will even be erased.

Ince knew this rule, so he firmly believed that Medhaven could not be a high-ranking extraordinary person above him.

The quill relied on Ince's deep-rooted idea to quietly affect his mind, causing him to finally realize that something was wrong only when he was about to die.

But then again, since this being, let’s call him Mr. Haven, is so great, why can I write him down with very little spiritual consumption?

Facing Ince Zangwill's doubtful gaze, Lin Zhongtian said calmly:

"To be honest, I don't intend to interfere too much with Klein's fate. At most, I will save his life when he is in danger."

"As for the people around him, such as Dunn and Old Neil, the deaths of these characters are indeed very regrettable."

"But if Klein still can't change his original destiny after possessing the golden finger that transcends destiny, then he shouldn't expect me to be kind enough to solve these troubles for him."

As he spoke, Lin Zhongtian turned his head, casually picked up the feather pen that was still writing rapidly, then sat on the desk, playing with the feathers on the pen, and said lightly:

"This thing has a characteristic, that is, when you know it, it also knows you."

"However, there are exceptions to everything. The means I use to hide my identity are not something it can understand yet."

"So, in the beginning, both it and you thought I was just an ordinary person...until you started interfering in my life."

Having said this, Lin Zhongtian glanced at the quill in his hand.

The quill didn't dare to move, it just lay quietly in his hand, like a dead object.

Lin Zhongtian said lightly: "I noticed its existence and deliberately scared it once. However, in order to hide its identity, I did not do anything to it. Instead, I allowed it to write my story within a certain range."

"It's just that I really didn't expect that you, a writer, would be even less imaginative than this third-rate pen."

"The story took an unexpected turn, and you didn't want to wrap it up properly. Instead, you created a deus ex machina for me, trying to force me away or even kill me."

Lin Zhongtian shook his head and sighed: "To be honest, I'm very happy that you found some unrelated people to play with me, because this can be used as a diversion and diversion for my vacation."

"But you tried to cause a large-scale mining disaster and forced me to leave Tingen City. I am very unhappy..."

When it came to the last sentence, Lin Zhongtian's tone gradually increased and he said it word for word.

When he uttered the first word "I", Ince Zangwill suddenly felt an unbearable and severe pain.

This pain did not only originate from the body, but also penetrated deep into the soul. It seemed that there were countless invisible hands protruding from all directions, tearing at his soul crazily and cruelly.

After that, every time Lin Zhongtian said a word, the pain would deepen.

After saying this sentence, Ince Zangwill's entire will fell into pain, and there was no other thought in his mind except pain.

Lin Zhongtian looked calmly at Ince, who was silent on the surface but was actually screaming and wailing as a spirit.

After a moment, he said calmly: "Who do you think you are?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ince Zangwill suddenly regained control of his body.

But before he could open his mouth and let out a shrill scream, his entire body and the spirit body hidden deep inside him exploded, turning into countless black light spots and disappearing in the air.

Lin Zhongtian sat on the desk, looking calmly at the light spots in the room.

It wasn't until all the light spots disappeared that he lowered his head and looked at the chair in front of him.

Since Ince Zangwill's body and soul have completely disappeared, the extraordinary characteristics have lost the material basis for forming extraordinary items, leaving only a black mass of illegal characteristics polymer in place.

This group of polymers with extraordinary properties is composed of a Sequence 9 Corpse Collector, a Sequence 8 Gravedigger, a Sequence 7 Psychic, a Sequence 6 Necromancer, and a Sequence 5 Gatekeeper. It can be said that the 'Corpse Collector' path has been put together in a demigod. All the extraordinary properties below.

Lin Zhongtian looked at the ball of polymer with interest, waved his hand gently, and put it into the storage ring.

Then, he glanced at the quiet quill in his hand and said calmly: "If you don't come out, I will take this thing away."

After the words fell, the room was silent for a while.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. A priest wearing a simple white robe, with a light golden beard covering the lower half of his face, and a silver cross pendant hanging on his chest came in and saluted Lin Zhongtian gracefully. .

"First meeting, noble and great foreigner..."

"Emperor." Lin Zhongtian interrupted, looked at him with interest and said, "Just call me Emperor!"