Soul echo

Chapter 198 Lilian's Free Time

Nemo Bellucci Bailey ?Why does it feel like I have heard this name somewhere...

Just when Lilian was distracted, the young man had already torn off all the black cloth that wrapped the painting.

An oil painting that was one arm and a half long and one arm wide was displayed in front of their eyes. However, in Lilian's eyes, there was nothing wrong with this oil painting, and it could even be said to be quite...perfect?
An aristocratic woman is wearing a simple and elegant off-shoulder long dress and sitting sideways on a high-backed chair. She has exquisite and beautiful facial features. She wears three gemstone rings on her hands. Two strands of long hair hang down on her sideburns. She is supported by three precious metal hair clip holders. From the waist up, a pale pink lily was embroidered on the dress, growing from the left waist, spanning half the body, and blooming upwards on the right half of the body.

The radian of the corners of the mouth, the angle of the body, and the color of the background all look quite coordinated. When these things are combined together, they can give people an illusion of 'perfection'.

Holding the oil painting in his hand, the young man said in a low voice: "To be honest, when I saw this painting for the first time, I felt that the artist is really amazing..."

Painting skills seem to surpass the times and transcend the ordinary. Even people who don't know how to appreciate oil paintings can feel the beauty of this painting after seeing it.

But after listening to Mark Crewe's description, Lilian was only disgusted and afraid of the painting.

For a dungeon as small as a map, the plot shouldn't be too complicated. Only relying on the information of these people, the plot of the whole dungeon can be connected in series.

Lilian pinched her chin, silently looking at the painting held by the young man, suddenly thought of something, and asked in a low voice, "Have you cleared this dungeon yet?"

Hearing this question, the young man instantly turned into a bitter face, shaking his head and sighing: "No..."

Each player can only clear the same dungeon three times, because all dungeons have a limit on the number of times to clear the level. If one person clears the level too many times, it will crowd out the resources of other players.

Moreover, the number of copies in a place is also limited. If all copies in a place are consumed, then this place will no longer have copies.

Lilian didn't know what the purpose of this troublesome setting was, but the Phantom Company was like this, and they always liked to do things that raised people's blood pressure.

Lilian nodded, and asked again: "How did you go through the plot before?"

The young man was a little distressed, "The first time I went directly to the study, because I felt that the painting might be a bit strange, but after I entered the study, I didn't do anything, and the system told me that the task failed... But what is the task? The system didn't say what to do!

"I still didn't look at the painting the second or third time. I tried to look in other rooms, but the result was the same. The fourth time I saw the painting, but before the painting changed, I was popped out The ghost is killed, and the rest is about the same..."

When the young man talked about this, the complaint in his tone couldn't be concealed at all.

"Where are the other Bulger players?" Lilian asked, "Did the people in the forum say anything?"

The young man couldn't help sighing again: "Other players are the same as me. People in the forum said that the problem should be with those people, but no matter how I ask them, they won't answer. When the time is up , will be killed by the ghost."

Having said that, he finally couldn't hold back the irritability in his heart, and cursed in a low voice: "This dungeon is designed like a mentally handicapped person, who can pass it?"

Sure enough, the way to clear the dungeon is with those few people.

Lilian nodded, then looked at the oil painting again.

Mark Crewe stood by the round table, glanced at the others, looked at Lilian, and asked worriedly, "You two, do you have any clues?"

Lilian crossed her arms, tapped her arm with her right index finger a few times, and suddenly turned to look at the six people.

"Several, I already have some ideas, and now I have some questions to ask you, I hope you can answer my questions truthfully, so that I can solve this matter."

Mark Crewe was overjoyed, and the other five also had obvious reactions for the first time.

"Okay! Okay! We must answer truthfully!" After blurting out this sentence, Mark Crewe hesitated, and added, "Of course, we will not answer some questions that involve privacy..."

"Although rest assured, none of the questions I ask will involve your privacy."

Lilian smiled slightly and began to ask questions: "First of all, I want to know who among you is the first to feel that someone is watching you in secret? What is the order?"

Mark Crew opened his mouth slightly, but thought of something again, and licked his lips, "...the first one is me, and the others are almost indistinguishable."

"Is it divided according to the bid price?" Lilian asked again.

There was a hint of surprise on Mark Crewe's face, and then he beamed with joy, "You, you know... Sure enough! You two demon hunters, you really can solve our problem!"

He is not the first, or rather, he is the last!
The others were all wearing masks and did not reveal their identities, because among them, Mark Crewe had the lowest status, and it didn't matter even if his identities were revealed, so he was allowed to speak on their behalf.

And looking at the decoration of this room, it can be seen that Mark Crewe should not be too rich. In this case, his bid may be the lowest one.

"Very well, I think I've caught that ghost's tell!"

As she said that, Lilian not only took out the hand crossbow from her pocket to reload, but also called on the young people around her to arm with her.

Mark Crewe and the others were slightly taken aback, but thinking of what Lilian just said, thinking that she was going to deal with the 'ghost', they suppressed their anxiety.

Lilian drew out her light sword, looked around pretendingly, and continued to ask: "Second, besides feeling that someone is staring at you in the dark, do you also feel any changes in your body? For example, chills, fever, Grow strange limbs?"

As soon as the words fell, Mark Crewe denied it flatly: "No! We never feel this way!"

"Then the third—"

Lilian raised her hand crossbow and shook it at the bodies of those people, making them feel a little uncomfortable.

The young man swallowed nervously, as if he understood what Lilian wanted to do.

"Do you feel any changes in the world in your eyes?" Lilian narrowed her eyes, "Except for this painting!"

After entering the dungeon, the system did not tell them what the task was, whether to solve the 'ghost' in the mansion, or to solve the 'painting', or to remove the strange state of those people... Nothing was explained, and players had to do it themselves explore.

"world……"

Mark Crewe opened his mouth slightly, and just as he was about to explain, the girl quickly turned her crossbow to the rocking chair by the fireplace, resolutely pulling the trigger.

At the same time, Lilian yelled, "Do it!"

The arrow she shot pierced the old man's head, the young man shot the arrow hastily, but it missed.

Mark Crewe let out an inhuman scream, and the other four slammed the table and stood up.

The old man who was nailed into the head by an arrow from Lilian also stood up suddenly while supporting the handrail.

"Cultists!"

Lilian's eyes widened, she inserted the light sword into the carpet, and quickly pulled the string to shoot the arrow.

While the young man on the side was still scrambling to pull the string, she had already finished filling the arrow.

Seeing those people rushing over, Lilian raised her hand and shot an arrow, which pierced a cultist's eye socket, causing him to freeze and fall to the ground.

The five rushed forward together, Lilian picked up the light sword from the ground, stepped back, threw the crossbow aside, and grabbed the young man.

The young man fell backwards and sat down on the ground in embarrassment, but Lilian was unusually calm and stabbed out the light sword according to his usual practice.

The flying silver light hit the throats of the two cultists, killing them instantly.

The girl fought and retreated. Although there was a wall behind her, after her heels touched the bottom of the wall, she had already killed several other cultists who had not changed so seriously with the light sword in her hand, leaving only the old man.

After taking a few breaths, Lilian used her superb swordsmanship to fight with him, constantly cutting his elbows, shoulders, and knees, making him lose his mobility little by little, and then pierced his head with a sword, killing him completely .

After killing the old man with a light sword mixed with silver, she was still worried that his death was not complete enough, so she poured a whole bottle of holy water in her waist pocket down his throat.

Sure enough, not long after the holy water was poured in, the old man let out a scream and jumped up from the ground.

His body began to burn, and strangely, those flames did not ignite anything around him.

The young man stood dumbfounded, and looked down at the weapon in his hand dully.

As soon as he ended his panic and drew his weapon, Lilian ended the fight...

This, this is different from the plot he imagined!

Lilian panted, and saw a subtitle appear in front of her eyes——

[Congratulations, respected player, you are the first person to pass the level of "Phantom in the Painting", and you will be rewarded with 150 soul fragments! 】

(End of this chapter)