Ark Arms Dealer

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the sunny east.

monster?

He was indeed curious about monsters, but he was even more curious about what Xi would do if he honestly avoided them.

If these monsters can't frighten the stranger, what kind of things will she draw?

Or...she will end in person?

By the time he followed the shrunk sunlight to the gathering point, the townspeople had already gathered.

"Is it all here? Who else is missing? Go find it!"

They yelled to make sure that their family members had come, and some rushed out eagerly to find their family members.

Here, Qin Feng also met the storyteller.

Seeing Qin Feng, the storyteller came over with a folding fan.

"Guest, I didn't expect you to be involved. You can rest assured that as long as you hide in the sun, you will be fine. It has always been like this."

"This monster is also strange. What are they following?"

Seeing that Qin Feng was calm and curious about monsters, the storyteller gave him a surprised look, and then explained:

"They come from Hongdong Mountain in the west. I don't know when it started, but around New Year's Eve, there will be monsters coming from there to harass the town for about three to five days. After so many years, we are all used to it."

"Get used to this kind of thing? Then you have worked hard enough."

Qin Feng said casually, and turned his head to look west.

The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and the sunlight from the east could not pass through strangely, and could only faintly illuminate a little place near the east.

Relying on this dim light, Qin Feng could see some kind of darkness rolling over on the west street.

Just like a fish moving away from the water, the darkness is also being repelled by something, and even this dim light is blocked.

"Wang Bing's wife and second son are not here! Wang Bing ran back and hasn't come back yet!"

"It's over, the monsters have come, and they will be eaten!"

Hearing the mournful cries of the townspeople, Qin Feng raised his eyebrows.

Although darkness can block the naked eye's vision, it cannot stop scanning.

Of those monsters hiding in the shadows, only a dozen or so are blocked at the edge of light and darkness, and the other dozens are spreading out in the town one after another, wandering around, and it doesn't look like they intend to cause damage. look.

Judging by their whispering, rather humane demeanor, it doesn't seem out of the question that they are sapient.

In the town to the west, there were indeed a few townspeople who failed to escape.

The family was hiding at home, closing the doors and blocking the windows, hiding with their heads in their hands, hoping that the monster would not find them, and just retreated without incident.

However, their prayers and hopes did not have any effect.

The monsters wandering around the town seemed to know that there were people here, gathered from all directions, gnawed through the door lock, and chewed into the yard.

Hearing the horrific sound of chewing steel, the child whose mouth was covered by the adults forcefully cried silently.

The adults also looked terrified, resisting the desire to scream.

It might be possible to keep silent—they tried desperately to comfort themselves and keep them from going mad.

The child is still there, and the child must be kept no matter what.

However, the reality is not diverted by will, and the monsters walked into the house and came to the door of the room where they were hiding.

Seeing this, Qin Feng really couldn't stand it anymore.

The people in these paintings are all fake.

But, they are as real as they are real.

Those emotions were not fakes, he was entitled to say so.

Since the emotions are real, the heart is real - they are real.

"Is this a deliberate scene, or is it accidental? If it is not accidental, this is a bit bad. At least I have to say hello to you with fire."

Considering that the people in the paintings are all her creations, as the owner of Humagia, Qin Feng thinks he has no right to argue with Xi for the lives of the people in the paintings.

But it's impossible for him to ignore it.

He doesn't like the act of using this kind of thing to force him to act.

Pulling out the thousand-bit driver and buckling it on his waist, he ran forward, dispelling the darkness with golden brilliance.

"Transform!"

Wing!

Inserting the Flying Falcon key into the suction sword, Qin Feng quickly pulled the lever, swung the suction sword to cut apart the monster that was pounced on him, and then pulled the trigger.

Thousandrise! Thousand Break!

A huge pink Saker falcon flew out from the tip of the sword, Qin Feng grabbed its sharp claws, and was driven by it to the townspeople's homes at a speed of two Machs.

The falcon's wings exuded a light that pierced the darkness, and all the townspeople saw this sight that left them dumbfounded.

The golden warrior flies away with the giant eagle, and this scene is just like a painting.

Among the crowd, the pupils of the storyteller's eyes shone red like gems.

He——no, "she" narrowed her eyes slightly and snorted.

She didn't miss what Qin Feng said deliberately.

Chapter 503 With wisdom and heart, the people in the painting are also people

When Qin Feng arrived at the townspeople's house on a hunting falcon, those scaled beast-like monsters that were only half the size of ordinary people, had two legs, a tail, and a big mouth that accounted for one-third of the body, but no arms, were crunching. Crunching and biting the wooden cabinet in front of him.

Seeing the townspeople outside through the hole in the cabinet, they couldn't help panic anymore, and screamed hysterically.

The only attack method of these monsters is to bite.

It's just that, with their appearance in groups, nimble and quick movements, and the strength to easily crush even door locks, it is far more difficult for ordinary people to fight against them than against Originium worms or camel beasts.

But to Qin Feng, their strength is no different from mosquitoes.If I have to say it, it is far better than mosquitoes in terms of research value.

The suction sword cut across the crescent-like arc, and the tip of the sword sliced ​​through the monsters' bodies without hindrance like cutting butter.

With more than a dozen slashes within a second, Qin Feng quickly cleared all the monsters in the room down to one.

After these monsters were cut in half, they shattered into a black liquid like broken balloons.

These liquids also remained on the tip of the sword, after analysis, it was a kind of ink.

This is no ordinary ink, though.

Before Qin Feng stepped into the world in the painting, he tried to obtain the data of the soil under the feet of the objects in the painting, but because of the suction sword, he recognized it as real soil, and finally found nothing.

But this ink made the detector detect the divine power.

Obviously, the composition is just ordinary ink, but it is completely different because of its spirit, and it can even outline living things.

The principle of authority is really curious.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng continued to move his hands, pierced the Suction Sword into the body of the last monster, and then pulled out the lever.

Jackrise!

The suction sword made a sound effect, and he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

The heist was successful.

Maybe it's because Xi is Nian's sister after all. Although the data performance of Shenli is different, the structural framework is very similar.

As for the authority, it really cannot be robbed.

It is like some kind of bound permission, and it is normal that it cannot be hijacked when the research has not yet started.

He maintained the posture where the tip of the sword pierced into the monster's body, and drew the blade horizontally, and the monster ruptured along the way, splashing out arc-shaped ink marks.

"If you have been here recently, I will be able to find you with the remnants of my power. But before we officially meet, let me observe here for a while."

The time flow of the world in the painting is different from that in the real world.

Proportionally, after forty days in the painting, only one day has passed outside.Although this is not comparable to the thousand-fold acceleration in Zeya's thinking circuit, it is still quite powerful.

After all, this makes the time in the entire small world different from the outside world.

Qin Feng is still unable to adjust the time flow rate in the game field for the time being, and can only use the "select level" function to forcibly change the time background.

Collect more data here, and refer to it after you go back, maybe you can get some new functions.

After whispering, Qin Feng raised the suction sword again, and cut open the tattered cupboard door in front of him.

Then, he reached out his hand into the cabinet.

"I'm a foreigner who came to town today! Don't be afraid, I'll escort you out."

"Ah... ah... thank you, thank you benefactor!"

The man made a gesture to kowtow, but Qin Feng stretched out his hand to hold him, making him unable to kneel down no matter what.

"Staying in Longmen, sometimes I forget that Dayan is still a feudal dynasty. Don't bow down to me, just pretend that I don't like it."

Afterwards, Qin Feng walked outside the house.

The family of three followed closely behind him, walking towards the sunny east side with him.

Along the way, those ink monsters continued to gather as if they could sense living people, but after seeing Qin Feng casually killing one by one with a knife, they whimpered and growled, but no longer dared to approach, and some even He stopped his companion who was rushing forward.

Are these monsters intelligent?

Are they also "people in the painting"?

Realizing this, Qin Feng couldn't help frowning.

What is the purpose of creating this monster?

Although Xi's "evil taste" is her freedom, it somehow makes him feel a little uncomfortable, and he can't understand it.

Was it a sight worth seeing for her that these monsters had come to attack the townspeople?