Mystery: The Stars Returner

Chapter 494

"stop!"

Forsi exclaimed, and first leaned forward, trying to see clearly whether Xio was really swallowed into this demonic oil painting.

After taking two steps, she hurriedly retreated to Hastur's side, looking at the demon oil painting in front of her with fear in her eyes.

"Mr. Hastur, Hugh, Hugh couldn't have really been swallowed into the devil's oil painting, right?" Forsi nervously clutched a corner of Hastur's clothes, his eyes filled with crystal tears.

"Not sure yet."

Hastur signaled Forsi to calm down and stay where he was, while he took two steps forward to take a closer look at the demonic oil painting.

Those twisted lines, symbols, and patterns that were difficult to see and understand had a completely different appearance in his eyes.

Those patterns are all devoured objects, and the twisted lines are people and other intelligent creatures. As for the symbols, they are the most essential true face of this demon oil painting.

There is its authority and power, and there is also a way to seal it.

But if you want to identify it clearly, you have to look deeper.

"Ah."

Hastur chuckled, his eyes returned to purity, and the symbols on the devil's oil painting in front of him turned into simple symbols.

The scene just now was deliberately revealed to me by the devil's oil painting, in order to lure me closer to its current devouring range, and then swallow me into it.

Hugh, maybe that’s why he fell in love with it.

Hastur observed the power contained in this demon oil painting for a while, and then asked Forsi to step back a little.

Xu Shi saw that the visitor did not take the bait, and a picture of Xio suffering appeared in the devil's oil painting.

In the picture, she is suffering various punishments from the demons.

It was a heavy taste in every sense of the word. Forsi only glanced at it a few times, took a sip with red cheeks, and then looked away, not daring to look at it again.

Even though she was worried about Xio's specific situation at the moment, she still didn't have the courage to continue reading. It was too shameful.

Hasta observed carefully for a while and compared the Xio in the picture with the Xio in his own impression. He could only say that this devil oil painting is really good at playing.

When the observation was almost complete, Hastur pretended to be worried about Xio, and took a few steps forward recklessly, just entering the devouring range of the devil's oil painting at the moment.

I saw that the entire demon oil painting was glowing with black and red light, and the symbols, lines, and patterns on it were scurrying around, swallowing Hastur into the demon oil painting.

This scene frightened Forsi for a while. She wanted to believe that Mr. Hastur did it deliberately to save Xio who accidentally entered it, but she still felt panic in her heart.

Just when she was thinking about asking the stars for help, the entire demon oil painting began to tremble, shaking up and down, and almost fell from the wall. It looked like those patients suffering from epilepsy.

After a while, it seemed as if it had eaten something it shouldn't have eaten, and began to retching in large mouthfuls.

Soon, the items in the room that were swallowed up by it, such as tables, chairs, stools, wall clocks, wardrobes, etc., including Hastur and Xio, were all vomited out.

Xio fell into a coma and was taken out by Hastur. His whole body was wet and looked like it had been smeared with oil paint.

After vomiting, the demon oil painting seemed to be frightened. It hurriedly closed its big mouth, curled up, and hung it quietly on the wall, consciously sealing itself.

Forsi then hurried forward and took Xio from Hasta's hand. Looking at Xio who was covered in colorful paint and in a mess, she was both distressed and amused. Finally, she reached out and patted Xio's right cheek, which was still intact. of tender meat.

He said rather disgustedly: "It's so dirty. I really want to throw you on the ground and ignore you. When you wake up, you will have to pay me for a new set of clothes."

After handing Xio to Forsi, Hasta gave Forsi a few more instructions and asked her to take Xio down to wash up before sending him back to bed to rest.

In the room, only Hastur and the devil oil painting were left alone.

"Oh, swallowing everything in your stomach will only harm you."

Hastur came closer, and the light of the stars reappeared all over his body. He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the devil's oil painting, drawing out its little consciousness.

That little light of consciousness soon turned into a devil the size of a thumb. If the pair of horns on its head were replaced with a pure white halo, it would not look much different from the image of an angel in the church. .

At this moment, it was trembling all over, and it didn't even dare to look at Hastur. It could only lower its head, weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Just now, when it was greedily swallowing the visitor into the painting, a dimension that exceeded the limit it could bear suddenly pressed on it, almost suffocating it.

It had the intention to lift up this uninvited guest, but the difference in personality and the other party's strange extraordinary ability meant that it was pulled out without even reacting.

Then it was severely beaten, and it honestly vomited out what it had swallowed.

In the end, he took the initiative to seal himself to avoid greater danger.

"Your ability is quite good when used as a prison where you can walk freely."

The little devil slowly raised his head with a shy face, preparing to take this opportunity to get close.

"Did I give you permission to look up?"

The calm tone caused the little devil's head, which had just raised a slight angle, to drop heavily again, making his whole body tremble.

Two hours later, Xio woke up from her big bed after being unconscious. She was stunned at first, and then her face became pale and bloodless, as if she was recalling something terrible.

Fortunately, Forsi noticed her abnormality in time, grabbed her palm with his left hand, and gently patted Xio's back with his right hand to let her regain consciousness first, and then told her what happened after Hastur's arrival.

Xio's face was finally not as pale as it was at the beginning, and a lot of color had recovered, but he still leaned sideways and reached out to hug Forsi's waist tightly, burying his head on her belly.

After half an hour, she finally regained her composure and asked uneasily: "Just now, did you see anything on that devil oil painting?"

"No..." Forsi lied as much as possible, but his eyes were turned away.

"Don't lie to me..." Xio's tone contained a hint of crying, "I saw it myself."

"Well, how come you saw it yourself? Shouldn't it be personal experience?" Forsi couldn't help but asked curiously.

"No way!" Xio suddenly became anxious and quickly told her what happened in the devil's oil painting.

In addition to being able to include people or objects in this demonic oil painting, another feature is that it is easy to peek into the inner fears of intelligent creatures and then use this to alienate them.

Once successfully alienated, you can no longer escape from the devil's oil painting.

In the devil oil painting, she faced various spiritual tests many times.

In that last scene, she also saw herself being tortured in the spiritual world.

Although none of that was true, it really scared her so much that she almost lost her mind completely. Fortunately, Mr. Hastur appeared in time and took her out of the coma.

"That devil oil painting is so abominable, I must burn it with fire! Burn it completely!" Xio expressed angrily.

Forsi just said leisurely: "That devil's oil painting is a fairly powerful sealed object. It can be sold for at least several thousand gold pounds. Are you willing to burn it?"

"..."

Xio remained silent and finally gave up the idea, but hugged Forsi's waist tighter.

"Didn't I tell you to be careful? How did you get swallowed up by that demonic oil painting?"

"It bewitched my mind, manipulated my body, and walked step by step into the area it devoured." Xio paused for a moment, "It's because we don't have enough understanding of its capabilities, otherwise it could have been avoided."

The two stayed in the room for another twenty minutes before they came out of the room and came to the room where the devil's oil painting was hung. They saw Hastur who had not left yet.

At this moment, the devil's oil painting is hanging on the wall obediently. The twisted lines and symbols on the painting no longer have the power to confuse people's hearts. It is just an ordinary abstract painting.

"Mr. Hastur, thank you very much for your life-saving kindness. If you hadn't appeared in time, I would have become a part of this devil's oil painting."

Xio bowed deeply in the direction of Hastur.

"Next time you encounter this kind of incident and you are unable to solve it, remember to avoid it immediately and let people from major churches solve it."

"I will."

Xio's head was lowered. He almost died this time. The fundamental reason was that he lacked enough awe for such mysterious events.

"Do you want to vent your anger?"

"Taking it out?" Xio looked at Hastur blankly, not understanding the true meaning of his words.

When she watched Hastur pull out a little devil with horns and paint all over it from the devil's oil painting, she immediately became angry.

"Okay!" Xio almost said the word through gritted teeth.

The little devil looked at Hastur with pleading eyes, only to receive an order of "no resistance".

It lowered its head silently, waiting for the cruel torture from Xio.

As a demon, because it knows too many weaknesses of intelligent life, while torturing them, it itself gradually becomes timid, fearful, and weak.

"Hugh, don't lose your mind again."

Forsi gave a worried reminder, and then left the house with Hastur, heading to another location where the sealed artifact was stored. This place was left to Xio for the time being, so that she could vent to her heart's content.

The other sealed object is the Box of the Old Age, a silver-black three-layered jewelry box. It was formed by a planeswalker from the Abraham family after the starry sky was polluted. It has abilities that are a bit stronger than the devil's oil painting.

But the negative effects are also more terrifying than the devil's oil painting.

If it was the Box of the Old Ones that had a leaky seal this time, then Forsi and Xio probably wouldn't even have a chance to ask for help.