Is the Evil God Me?

There's something wrong with those two paintings.

This answer was expected by Lynn, but when he followed Attali to see the two paintings that were isolated and sealed in a separate room, he still admitted in his heart that this question was a little beyond his own. guess. In order to deal with Beyonder items that may be dangerous, they are often isolated and sealed, and Beyonders use spiritual suppression to kill them, so this room is actually directly opposite Atari's room.

For Extraordinary pollution, if it is not serious, Extraordinary can use his own spirituality and secret instrument to eliminate it, and the only consumption is his own spirituality. If it is serious, unless the number and quality of Beyonders are sufficient, they can only run away quickly.

Beyonders with unstable foundations are more likely to be polluted than ordinary people.

It was like a brick building and a building with an unsecured foundation. Both were blown by the same gust of wind, and as a result, the building collapsed the fastest.

The two paintings show no trace of contamination.

But being cautious is a virtue, and one of the virtues in the good education that Atari received is the key point. After she found a problem with the painting, she first contacted a maid in the Ocean House to check, and then she took the painting by herself. Across the room, her Beyonder status saved a lot of trouble in the process.

One of the continental conventions.

In the event of a Extraordinary violation, the Extraordinary who are present will automatically adapt to the corresponding rights and positions according to the sequence and department, and only one is required to solve the Extraordinary pollution and violation. If there is something against this agreement, then his fate is estimated to be as desolate as the two [Fate Weaver] gentlemen who are stationed in the star realm.

After Atari opened them with the key, Lynn saw the two framed paintings in the dimly lit room at a glance. Anyone with normal vision can understand from the first sight of them, Problem drawing.

The two people in the painting are a delicate blank at the moment, and the white silhouettes are perfectly printed on the painting, as if they never existed in the first place.

"When did it become like this?"

The little gentleman couldn't help pinching his brows. He seemed to have seen a scene from a horror movie. In the middle of a quiet night, without anyone knowing, the figures in the two paintings seemed to come alive. Peeling himself off the drawing paper, and then quietly stepping on the strange steps and disappearing into the darkness.

Where have they gone?

"Before I'm going to deal with them." Attaly had more headaches than Lynn, she got some information from the black angel, and something happened just before she wanted to check the results, which was really depressing.

"Any clues?"

Lynn asked with little expectations that after the two paintings were brought back, the countess threw them into a collection room and covered them with a cloth. During this period of time, no maid was so overwhelmed that she felt that these two oil paintings should be taken out to bask in the sun or washed.

It also intuitively means that there may be problems with them before Atari can check them.

The only good news is that the plastic demons didn't cause bloodshed here.

Probably this cunning beast thinks this place is too eye-catching, and it is also a place of power. If something goes wrong, of course, it will be strictly investigated.

"When there is no heat, I use spiritual divination, you can't ask to divination the air, at least it is air to me." Atari gave a negative answer that lived up to her expectations.

The plastic demon is her nemesis.

"I see."

There was no nonsense on Lynn's side, he stepped forward and inspected the two paintings carefully. The blank area on the central axis is very smooth and flat, and the drawing paper is not damaged in the slightest. The little gentleman turned his blue eyes and checked the paint on the edge. Soon he found some ashes that should not have appeared on the painting. It was a bit like coal ash at the bottom of the pot. a moment.

In Atari's eyes, Lynn suddenly crouched down and checked his cane.

It took less than three seconds to find the exact same substance from the cane that had not yet been cleaned and maintained. After getting up, Lynn bit his lip slightly, as if he was an angry lion.

"There's something wrong with the paint."

"...The spirituality is withdrawn, and the target of the plastic demon's change is the paint." Atari knew a little bit, and the lady in the wheelchair also got close to observe, anyway, with Lynn here, she can't do anything.

The object of change of the plastic demon is actually paint.

This is really...

'Talent. ' Lynn couldn't help but sighed deeply in his heart, he suddenly understood why some Beyonders were interested in the transforming power of demon shaping. Even in the extraordinary realm, if you want to make a person into a paste, then make it into paint, apply it evenly, and then turn it back into a human form.

This is all extremely difficult!

Monster Shaping, an out-of-control Beyonder, what kind of **** did he have in the astral world in the first place to gain such miraculous power, especially the kind that can constantly reshape his spirituality~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although the self is no longer self , but at least in a special state of being able to survive. Lin En suddenly became more curious than ever from the Demon Sculptor's file, and he was acutely aware that there might be a real secret hidden in the Sculpture Demon's strictly sealed archive.

It's a pity that he can't read it with his current authority.

"Looks like you've caught the clue." Atari noticed Lynn's twinkling eyes, and she was regaining her calm, her emerald-like eyes filled with rational brilliance.

"Yes, but there is still a little problem." Lynn rubbed his fingers habitually and paced back and forth.

"What is it?"

"That is, how much of this incident was a coincidence and how much was deliberately arranged."

Lin En suddenly raised his head. At this moment, his brain was overloaded to sort out the moment when he arrived at North Wind Town, and even from Water Yarn City, he identified the possibility of everyone he saw. When a person was concentrating on thinking, his eyes seemed to be swept away like a sharp sword, and the excessively bright brilliance in Lin En's blue eyes made Atari, who was directly in line with him, tremble.

She suddenly came into being, and Lin En in front of her seemed to have stripped off every piece of shady clothing on her body, and judged her indifferently with no unnecessary emotions like a judge. But he couldn't even block it, he could only meet his gaze with humiliation and trembling, and let his razor-like eyes examine him without being able to refuse.

That kind of strength, that kind of mastery of everything, that kind of feeling that quietly aftertastes in the middle of the night.

Atari's jelly-like pink lips involuntarily clenched a bit, as if she was electrocuted, waiting for Lynn to speak.

"I have to find someone."

"...Who." From the wheelchair lady's tone, it is not difficult to hear her relaxation and disappointment.

"A shabby painter, a master who became famous overnight."