Three Towers Game

Chapter 1329: Chapter 421: Entrusting the Ending (3)

”Once he leaves here, he can’t use the pen to write any text that can take effect. He can only write some effective words when he finds that book, but not many, maybe only a dozen words, maybe only twenty or thirty.”

”He was merely chosen by the pen, but not chosen by ’creation’. Without the power of ’creation’, even if the pen acknowledges him, the words must follow a specific format to take effect.”

”Desires and the price.”

All along, Master of the Pen Mosen has learned about the world by creating a ”manual” that answers all his questions.

Now, the manual answered his questions.

Mosen is a peerless swordsman who found a peerless sword.

And Wen Xishu is the second person to be recognized by this Divine Weapon, but even at his best, he can only wield the power of the Divine Weapon itself, unable to perfectly control this Divine Weapon with swordsmanship.

Yet, even so, there is hope now.

Once there is hope, no one can say this matter is impossible to achieve.

Wen Xishu was not discouraged and smiled:

”It seems that this hidden task is much harder than we anticipated.”

”There is a limit on the number of words, probably just enough for a sentence, and regardless of what is overturned, be it a curse or the whole book... I must set a price.”

”This price must not be simple; I’m afraid even the constellations must unite to eliminate it.”

”Moreover, I must bypass numerous obstacles first to find that book. I can imagine that the invitation will transport me to a place full of unseen enemies.”

”Perhaps it is the headquarters of the Commerce Association.”

It’s tough; Wen Xishu said these words, realizing just how absurdly difficult this task is.

But he still said these words with a smile.

Because the fate of the constellations is not entirely hopeless anymore.

This matter is dangerous and can only be done by him, but perhaps for this matter... the help he might receive could be extraordinarily abundant.

Master of the Pen Mosen said:

”I can help you make the invitation into a special invitation; it won’t trigger now. You can depart once you’ve made enough preparations.”

”That place is surely a forbidden zone guarded by the Outer God, and with your current strength, going there would only mean death.”

”So you have to continue accumulating strength; ideally... you should find those constellations, but do not trust every constellation.”

”Listen, even without that kind of fate, they are not necessarily friends of humanity.”

”They too will have their own desires, even without the prodding of fate.”

”You need to find the constellation you trust, gain their help, and you must also become stronger. Only then you might have a chance to complete this task.”

The invitation had already appeared in Wen Xishu’s hand.

This is a special invitation that can be taken out of the Deceit Tower.

This is also the limit of what Mosen can achieve within the Deceit Tower.

”And what about you?” Wen Xishu asked.

Mosen replied:

”Even without the pen, I still have the power of creation, although it realizes slowly. I will await your news in the Deceit Tower.”

”Remember... I can also be part of the price.”

Mosen seemed to foresee something, or perhaps he already knew something, he looked at Wen Xishu:

”Brother, I’ve had my time, before the apocalypse not many Transmigrators could reach my level, even fantasy novels wouldn’t dare write it like this, it’s worth it...”

”If overturning what I’ve written, the price includes myself, don’t hesitate...”

There was some reluctance in Mosen’s eyes, after he finished talking, he hesitated to say more, but ultimately remained silent, just patted Wen Xishu’s shoulder.

Wen Xishu didn’t know how to respond, but there was a hint of respect for Mosen in his eyes.

He just nodded, indicating that he will definitely complete this task.

Mosen also saw the determination in Wen Xishu’s eyes, he felt very gratified:

”Then the ending of the story, I’ll leave it to you.”