Traveler, High School Student, Homeless

But now, that painting has disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tsk, is it something that triggers as long as you look at it?Still too careless, if I knew it, I would directly put this thing in the Senna ring.

Jiang Ming thought with some annoyance.

"What's the situation, have you been involved in any incident?"

Joseph, who seemed to have experienced a lot of experience, put on a defensive posture while speaking.

【Welcome both of you, come to my painting world. Although you are just two little fellows, it is your honor to witness my great works】

【I am an unfinished one, following one of the shadows of the Supreme King, the "painter"】

The arrogant voice sounded at this moment, and the next second, the entire corridor of the hotel was distorted at this moment.

Chapter 110: The "Real" World in the Painting

After an instant of distortion, everything has completely changed.

The original hotel corridor disappeared as if melting at this moment, replaced by countless swirling colors, just like the palette of an oil painting was overturned, all kinds of colors mixed in an instant, occupying the entire ground.

At this moment, the sky showed a psychedelic color, which was a variety of colors that were entangled and stirred up, mixed with each other and difficult to distinguish.

At this moment, the infinite colors intertwined and mixed with each other, and the distance could not be distinguished, and the vision almost lost its function. Just opening his eyes for a while, Jiang Ming felt that he was almost dizzy.

"What the hell is going on? Why is it so dazzling!"

Joseph beside him yelled loudly, and also had to close his eyes because of the visual pain.

[This is the world in my painting, and it is the wonderful art I drew]

The haughty voice sounded from far away at this moment.

[It is your honor to die in such art! 】

The confused colors became more vivid at this moment.

"Mr. Joestar, we are back to back, this stuff can't last long!"

While roaring, Jiang Ming moved his body. The old man beside him was obviously not an ordinary person, and he immediately responded with an "oh". The two leaned against each other, facing the constantly changing strange colors around them.

[It's just a dying struggle, don't worry, I will carefully divide your corpses into pieces and throw them on the road.Your friends, I’m sure they’ll pick you up very seriously, and let’s work together together, hahaha]

It's hard to tell where the sound is coming from.

Only this cruel and arrogant emotion was conveyed so clearly.

"So who are you? I had a good time traveling, why did something weird happen again!"

Joseph complained loudly.

again?Does this old man still encounter this kind of thing often?

Jiang Ming complained in his heart.

Swiping his fingers across the ring, Jiang Ming put on the [low-level magic weapon: sunglasses that can adjust the external light] without hesitation, the dazzling flash became weaker, and the colorful light pollution also turned into black and white at this moment The gray world allows him to see things normally.

"Fortunately, considering the reason for basking in the sun, I refined some of these magic weapons in advance. Mr. Joestar, catch this."

"Oh, it's sunglasses! So that's it. If you do this, you won't be afraid of these shiny things."

The two people, one old and one young, put on sunglasses, and the dazzling light and confusing colors were filtered at this moment, restoring vision.

[A lot of cleverness, but can't change the gap]

The next moment, the color disappeared in an instant, followed by a space of light as brilliant as the universe.

A man in simple clothes, even patched in many places, with messy hair and beard, floating in the light with a paintbrush in his hand, his bloodshot pupils stared at the two people below with a strange gaze.

[Then, let’s let the art truly show itself]

【Your death must be able to add luster to this art world】

While speaking, the paintbrush in the man's hand waved lightly, Jiang Ming squinted his eyes, for a moment, he seemed to see countless drawing papers flying and rolling behind the man.

"So who are you? I have no grievances with you. Why did you murder me?"

Joseph frowned and said displeasedly.

[Incompetent mediocre, always so talkative, although you are not my original goal, but since you are here, can't you die honestly and become the cornerstone of this beautiful world?Ah, but it is precisely because of ignorance that the world is so disgusting to me]

The world changed in the next moment.

【The World in the Painting·The Battlefield of Glory】

[Turned into blood for a beautiful war, yes, this is the way of devotion that suits you]

At some point, the two of them were already in a green grassland.

Under the bright sunshine, the sound of horns could be heard from a distance. On the endless field, Jiang Ming quickly saw a mighty cavalry force of at least tens of thousands of people coming from a distance, dressed in With thick armor, he charged with a giant gun three to four meters long.In front of these cavalry, there are many infantry marching in unison.

Wait a minute, why are the cavalry charging and the infantry still going forward?

Taking a closer look, even though the infantry were walking aggressively, the cavalry's charging action was as if they were stuck in a bug, and they were completely standing still.

"Jiang Ming, it looks like tens of thousands of people are rushing here."

Joseph behind him spoke up, Jiang Ming turned his head, and saw the same mighty, a large group of elephant soldiers and chariots mixed with each other, together with bare upper body like barbarian infantry brandishing swords Also charged here.But the strange thing is that the armor worn by the soldiers on the elephants and the soldiers on the chariot looks like the decoration of the Crusaders, and those shirtless soldiers, some of the decorations around their waists, seem to be green.

what's going on? ? ?

"With so many people, have we been thrown into some ancient battlefield?"

Joseph muttered to himself.

No, I don't think there should be such a strange army on a normal ancient battlefield.

"But I still don't understand, what exactly does that painter want to do?"

Joseph scratched his face. Although he looked confused, he didn't seem nervous.

"How should I put it, you should be implicated by me, Mr. Joestar."

Jiang Ming sighed, not thinking about the weirdness of those soldiers for the time being.

"Oh, how do you say that?"

Joseph was a little curious.

Without hesitation, while the two groups of troops had not yet arrived, Jiang Ming briefly explained the events that took place in Quanming Town, about how the shadow of the [Unfinished], Mosalom, used the town's leylines to sacrifice Refining life to seek improvement, but was brutally slapped in the face by Virgil, and turned into a magical tool after dying.

"This so-called 'painter' should be targeting me."

"Although I don't know if it's for revenge or for other reasons, but this time the main target should be me."

"I didn't expect you to be involved. I'm sorry, Mr. Joestar."

Jiang Ming sighed helplessly.

"Oh, so that's the case. In this case, you don't need to apologize at all, Jiang Ming."

Taking a deep breath, the old man showed a hearty smile at this moment.

"Even if this scandal of wicked people slaughtering lives at will doesn't affect me, as long as I find out, I, Joseph Joestar, will be nosy."

He's quite handsome, the old man.

Jiang Ming was a little surprised by the smile on Joseph's face.

"But even though I said that, I don't seem to be able to defeat so many people and strange things. If I can avoid fighting, well, I should try to avoid it as much as possible. So Jiang Ming, can you do anything?"

Then the next second the old man looked at Jiang Ming with an awkward smile and asked.

How handsome you are for a while!

"There is a way. If these guys have human characteristics, then I really have a way."

Although he really wanted to make complaints, he knew that now was not the time, so Jiang Ming just sighed slightly and then got serious.

"It's just that this method is a bit dangerous, Mr. Joestar, I will put on a gas mask for you later, and you can't take it off no matter what."

Jiang Ming said so, and took out two gas masks and an insole from the ring.

"insole?"

Joseph froze.

"Stop talking too much and put it on quickly."

"Oh."

The roar of shouting and killing is getting closer and closer.

It wasn't until the two groups of people began to get closer that Jiang Ming realized that this was not only tens of thousands of people, but millions of people.The black crowd with no end in sight completely covered both sides of the plain, like two violent tsunami waves hitting the middle, no matter what it was, it would definitely be completely destroyed under such power.

【War is Art】

In the distance, Jiang Ming heard the erratic voice that could not judge the distance.

[Throughout the ages, conquest and plunder have been human instincts, and wonderful art can be found in instincts]

[The "Battlefield of Honor" drawn by me is the most authentic and beautiful art, please be grateful for such art!woo woo woo woo--】

At the end, it was even possible to hear a bit of sobbing.

The man called the painter seemed to be moved by his words and cried.

Could it be a psychopath who escaped from a madhouse?

Jiang Ming couldn't help thinking in the bottom of his heart.

"I'm really sorry, I don't intend to dedicate my life to this crap, so let's start, let you see what real art is!"

Following the voice of Jiang Ming who put on the gas mask, spiritual power poured into the insole in his hand the next moment.

【Advanced Magic Treasure Lethal Smell Cursed Insoles】

The pitch-black storm was released from the insole that Jiang Ming held up with his fingers.

It is an indescribable, terrifying thing that almost tears the senses; it is an invisible thing that cannot be stopped, let alone attacked; it is a nightmare thing that penetrates deep into the bone marrow and completely tears consciousness.At this moment, this pitch-black power was released from Jiang Ming's hands, and swept violently towards the surroundings in an instant.

"Ugh!"

The screams were not the screams of the soldiers at the front, but the screams of the soldiers who were about a hundred meters away from Jiang Ming.

Because the soldiers who were really close to within 100 meters have all rolled their eyes and passed out, and died without even making a scream.