The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

"Say something with me."

"Do you want to ask the person in the painting for information? Sir, you are very interesting. This is obviously a world in the painting that is no longer present."

"It's okay, tell me what you know."

Li placed tea and a plate of pastries in front of Sang.

"I'll tell you, but please don't bully Xi too much, that kid is actually quite timid."

San glanced down.

"Painting the ground is a prison, too rigid and self-sufficient, failing to accumulate the experience and state of mind worthy of longevity."

"I modified the secret method of painting according to the operation method of her power, and the effect is the same as her painting. The first time I was not very skilled, she should be able to get out."

Looking at Fanxue's rapidly decaying painting, Sang raised his hand and took a sip of tea.

Don't be too slow.

"Ah ah ah ah ah?"

Xi finally calmed down after yelling five times.

Even though she is the best compared to her peers, she is still part of a monster.

I have also seen various big worlds in my memory.

As a painter, she also naturally understands the method of breaking through painting.

Group+chat &: $#妻$五# $刻～一%{三{三|百=二$/拍 Just find the flaw in 【painting】.

Walking in the uninhabited painting world, looking at the desolate scenery around her that does not exist in her memory and has never been seen before, Xi can't find a breakthrough for a while.

But at this moment, a howling wolf suddenly came from afar, feeling the danger instantly, and Xi felt turning around.

From the next hillside, a group of gray wolves approached with sharp and fierce eyes, howling.

"A mere beast."

The scarlet long sword appeared in her hand, just as she was about to vent her pressure on this mess.

"careful!"

A voice suddenly came from the air, and then the shoulder was held down by the paw, driving it to fly directly.

Lifting his head, it was Li Boli with the characteristics of the ancestors, a scrawny crow.

"........."

Although a little upset, Xi did not resist at this time.

After all, it is rare to meet a "living person" in this painting, and she may be the key character to break the situation. She has experience.

Break free from hunting wolves and land in a safe area.

"It's not necessary, but thank you for now."

With a cold face, Xi expressed her gratitude without emotion.

"Well, it seems that you are safe and sound, that's good. The snow field you walked on is quite dangerous, it is the hunting range of wolves, so be careful in the future."

After the well-meaning crow finished giving instructions, he flapped his wings and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Xi.

"Wait, I want to ask you, do you know how to get out of here?"

Immediately showing a surprised expression, the crow landed and spoke in a tone that also fit the expression.

"Little girl, are you also looking for a way to leave the world of painting? I thought there would be no one who regretted it except me."

"Little...girl? Uh...forget it."

On weekdays, you have to face the wall and think about the offense.

"My name is Xi, by the way, do you know that this world is a painting world?"

"Huh? The world of painting is the world of painting. Would you like to hear what you are talking about?"

The crow scratched his head, showing a puzzled look at the incoherent words.

"My name is Palotas, and I am an arakkoa who wants to leave here...Little girl, you must have accidentally touched a fragment of a painting somewhere, right? A child of your age really shouldn't be To this dump."

"Landfill?"

Xi raised her eyebrows.

"Well, it seems that you really don't know. The world of painting, Eredel, is a cold world where all the existences and taboos abandoned by the outside world live. Living in the painting, they are a group of people who have lost all hope for the future and only want to A person who rots in peace."

Xi: (▼皮▼#)

I don't know why I'm a little angry.

But it shouldn't be connoting her!

"Ah, ah, so you know?"

"Well, a flame is needed."

"flame?"

"That's right, it's a bonfire that can be connected to the outside world. It shouldn't be easy to understand if it's not undead."

Hearing this, Xi finally came to his senses.

I'll go, did that person come from another world?

It was the same as the God Devouring Serpent hundreds of years ago and the giant king who beheaded it.

She still has some fresh memories of that fierce and tragic battle.

Pallotas pointed to the church in the distance.

"So I have to visit the eldest lady and get permission to leave this world."

"Miss?"

"He is the most honorable person in the world and the creator of the next painting."

Xi was stunned.

Make no mistake, there are still people who will.

This is mine.

So, Pallotas picked up the girl's shoulders again, and flew her towards the distant church like a chicken.

During the boring flight, Xi thought about it and brought up a topic.

"You said that this person who came to this world is desperate for the outside world, including you, why do you still want to go out now? Is it because the outside world is far better than this cold world?"

"No, it's bad too."

"what?"

"It's because it's too bad that so many people escape to this world."

"It doesn't matter whether it's here or there, but it doesn't make any difference. It's good to stay quietly."

"Haha, you don't seem like someone who wants to go out...Why do I want to go out? The reason is very simple."

"I regret."

"My wife and unborn child died in this world because it was too cold. It was too cold."

It was so cold that even crows curled up like chickens, and even their souls shivered in the cold.

"So, I regret it."

There was a light in his eyes, as bright as a flame.

"I don't want this to happen again, even if it's just trivial, even if the idea is whimsical, I also want to seek the fire and make this cold world a warm place."

"Let future children be born in a more hopeful world."

Is an idealist.

Xi made such an evaluation from the bottom of her heart.

Arrived and landed at the door of the church.

Push open the door, and in the room, there is a figure waiting.

It was a slave knight wearing a red turban, an old undead man who seemed weak.

"Is it Mr. Gail? Please, I want to see the eldest lady, and I have something to ask."

Without knowing what they were talking about, the old man named Gail pointed to the upstairs and motioned them to climb up.

And there, sitting in front of a painting, a little girl with extremely long white hair is shaking her white feet while holding a paintbrush while conceiving.

This is the person who can also create a painting world?

From the perspective of a professional painter, Xi's gaze glanced at the paintings on the ground, and her eyes lit up.

Great!

The painting style is not the same as what she is good at, but as a professional painter, she can naturally see the painter's style and ability from the works.

As for the paintings in front of her, the skills and natural style accumulated over time are difficult for even her to imitate.

"Want to find the flame? Well, please bring the flame to me. My mother said that those who don't know the flame are not good enough to paint the world; those who are tempted by the fire cannot paint the world."

The profound words were incomprehensible to Xi.

"Thanks, I will definitely bring the flame back to the painting world."

"By then, no one will be afraid of the cold anymore."

Unlike the delighted Pallotas, Xi walked beside the painter.

"What kind of painting do you want?"

The little painter didn't hold back, and opened his hands cutely.

"It's a very cold, dark, and soft painting, a painting that will one day be a place for someone to hide... That's why I want to see what the flames look like..."

Xi noticed the sight.

Looking at the slave knight standing next to him, the gray pupils that have been weather-beaten and experienced endless suffering and time will only become gentle and loving when looking at the painter.

Is that so...

She stretched out her hand and touched the blank scroll.

But in an instant, he felt a viscous touch, and the white began to turn red, turning into black blood.

"what?"

Confused, in the next moment, she was directly sucked in by the painting.

And when I opened my eyes again, it was a completely different world.

It is even more hopeless and desolate than the cold painting world. All you can see is yellow sand and ruins. The gray dusk shows the end of the world, the nothingness where all life and traces are gone.

"...Where is this place?"

At this moment, Xi's body began to tremble at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before the brain understands it, the body is already terrified.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

A roar resounded through the sky.

What kind of voice is that, what kind of emotion is that, hotter than despair, deeper than hope, it is the extreme that she has never experienced.

The horrible atmosphere is like a disaster.

At the end of the yellow sand, walking is almost equivalent to the existence of the doomsday itself.

The original size of an ordinary person has become distorted and huge, the blade is incomplete and on the verge of shattering, and countless scars are engraved on the body. The red turban has faded due to time, and it has been stained red and solidified by blood.

"Cuck!"

Xi held back desperately, so her legs didn't go limp and she fell down.

There is an unfathomable darkness like an abyss in her body, a terrifying power that cannot be matched by any of her siblings, even Sui, just looking at it makes her feel terrified.

what is that?