The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

She heard voices.

"...Everything is for Missy's painting."

The blue thunder made a loud noise, the blood-red skeletons fell like raindrops, and the speed of the blade swung down like a phantom, Xi couldn't even think of avoiding it.

"Don't come here!!!"

Only weak words.

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In the next second, her world was dark.

"are you awake?"

"Xi……"

Opening your eyes, there are two familiar people beside you.

Sang looked at the decayed painting and put the teacup in front of her.

"The jokes with each other are over, let's have a good talk."

Li smiled awkwardly and handed out the handkerchief.

"But before that, wipe your face."

Chapter 119: Painting is like painting the world

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"........."

"Don't talk."

Sang said to the owner of the painting, Xi, the legendary fragment of the Year Beast, "Go away."

Simple and straightforward.

Xi was still brooding over the scary scene at the end.

"With an existence like yours, why is your capacity so small?"

Shaking his head, carrying the sarcophagus back in his studio, Sang shook his head.

"I need to restore the space where no one is disturbing for the time being. This place is wonderful, so I will disturb it."

Xi was so angry that he almost jumped up.

"I don't agree! You are trespassing! This is my painting!"

San was expressionless.

"It's nothing, I can also exchange it at an equivalent value and send you to my painting."

"But I don't promise you'll see anything again this time."

Xi: Shaking and cold~~

"You are a threat..."

"It's just a joke."

In addition to this, there are naturally other reasons.

"Besides, before I leave, you have to explain to me the origin of this."

A giant sword with a strange shape was raised high.

At the same time, white light covered the blade, and the power of the storm began to rotate continuously, shaking the entire painting world.

"Stop, stop! You dug that thing out of there!"

Xi's scalp tingled instantly.

The Storm Controller is a great sword with the alias of "Giant Killer", and it is a magic weapon mastered by the Giant King Youmu.

Stop charging, San put down the blade.

"You can talk now."

"This is a court secret, and I only keep it because of my ability."

The storm began to gather strength again.

"What are you doing? Don't think I'm afraid of you. I also have dignity."

Xi tried to redeem her reputation, but her legs seemed to disagree.

looked at her.

Sang thought for a moment and put down the sword.

"Don't worry, think about it carefully, there is still time."

Pushing open the coffin lid, he simply lay down again.

"Ah bite, close it."

Under Xi's stunned expression, for some reason, his creation appeared obediently and helped him close the sarcophagus.

The last words came lightly.

"If you don't want to face the wall and think for hundreds of years, don't think about small actions."

Xi Mu trembled all over with a face.

This should be her line!

"Ga-oh!"

What was even more irritating was the cries of those idiots who seemed to have changed masters.

"You guys!"

Ah Bite hurriedly ran away.

Xi looked at the coffin with bitterness, and wanted to do it many times, but reason overwhelmed emotion, and he could only choose the spiritual victory method.

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, one day......

Time flies by in the painting.

At first Xi was still nervous, but later she got used to it and returned to her life as a house girl.

What should be painted still has to be painted.

Recalling that other world of painting, Xi also rarely had a long-lost interest.

Then draw a picture.

That cold, corrupt, desolate world.

...................

..........

...

Make one final touch.

Xi could not help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"not bad."

At this moment, a ghostly voice sounded behind him.

Xi, who had been used to being alone for many years, was shocked and almost cried out in fright.

San looked at the painting.

The precipitation in the eyes is indescribable.

"You... when did you get out!"

"During the middle of the painting, you are very focused."

Xi collapsed his face.

What is this? It means that most of the time, this person is peeking behind him like a ghost.

And Ah Bite, you didn't remind me!I'm going to change to another batch of ink later!

"Get up, change me."

Suddenly said something strange.

"What did you say?"

"I'll make some changes."

Xi was dumbfounded.

For a painter whose painting skills have reached her level, how long has it been since he let others touch his paintings?

Changing the painting is a guide and a sign of lack of confidence.

She is the number one painter in Yan, and may be the number one artist in Terra.

It was so strange, but it shocked her.

"You...can draw???"

San took the brush.

"At the beginning, I studied art."

With a swipe of his hand, a large area of ​​paleness covered the fine carvings, but it made the picture a bit bleak in an instant.

But without talent, he failed in the rankings and simply gave up.

"In order to learn the secret method of painting the world, I raised my pen again and painted the world with that painter for thousands of years."

Xi watched intently.

Every stroke reveals the artistic conception of the painting, becoming more icy and desperate, yet dark and soft.

How long did he look at it, and how many times did he draw it.

Already countless.

Put down the pen.

"All right."

Stand up.

"it is good!"

Xi drank.

It doesn't contain any other emotions.

"Extremely high standard, too cold and too extreme!"

"This is no longer painting, but painting the world."

Can her peak painting so far reach the realm of this painting?

Obviously, the painting method and color are mediocre, but the artistic conception is too deep.

But she hadn't waited for her to recover from the sigh.

A fire was lit, and San calmly lit it.

The cold world burns in flames.

"What are you doing!"

Xi immediately wanted to stop her, but was picked up by Sang.

"Those who do not know the flame are not good enough to paint the world; those who are tempted by fire cannot paint the world."

With the familiar words, Xi calmed down.