The killing continues, with red blood and colorful paint intertwined in a carnival.
A painter saw the big-headed dwarf [Sertraline] Jie Jie laughing strangely and was about to kill him. Finally he couldn't hold back and shouted:
"Don't do anything, sir, we're on our own!"
[Sertraline] Before he could react, another painter on the side looked over with wide eyes:
"Are you a mole?"
... you too?"
"I'm not a traitor, I was Blood Worship Cultist before I joined Art Club!"
"First, I brought the adults from Blood Worship Cult here!"
The discussion came to an abrupt end here, because [Sertraline] raised his finger to his lips and said to them:
"Shh..."
"I know you worked hard, so..."
"You can rest now."
Like a gust of dark wind, [Sertraline] passed by their figures, and then several figures fell to the ground.
Of course there are insiders. Since Blood Worship Cult is willing to secretly fund [Art Club], he will not be unprepared in advance.
Being able to find Art Club's home base naturally requires the help of the leading party.
However, these are not important anymore.
Because their online people may be able to talk to [Sertraline].
[Sertraline] doesn't care about their identities at all, and has no energy or patience to verify the identities of these minions.
Holy Son is still watching them from behind, [Sloth] Your Excellency has already handed in the answer sheet that will shut everyone up, and they cannot make any mistakes here." [Michelangelo...
[Leonardo da Vinci] A fragile and frail figure lay on the ground, with red blood on her chest, and a face filled with resentment that had dissipated the past holiness into nothing. "Blood Worship Cult! Sloth!"
She gritted her teeth and read out these names, her eyes memorizing the figures of the people present. Then she took a deep breath and shouted, "Everyone, run! Run!"
"Run out, break them into pieces, and seek revenge!"
While the voice echoed in the hall of the venue, she took one last deep look at Bai Zhou's figure, and then her whole body suddenly turned into colorful and bright paints tumbling into the sky. Then, these paints spread all over the sky, turning into boundless colorful raindrops, and rushed horizontally towards the door.
All that was left was a female voice that was filled with deep resentment and made people's hair stand on end:
"Blood Worship Cult, from today on, all the remnants of Art Club will be waiting for you Undying and Unending!"
"Once you are targeted by killers like us, you will never be able to live in peace for the rest of your life!"
The raindrops passed over everyone's heads in an instant. [Sertraline] and [Fluoxetine] were unable to react and could not keep up with the speed of those raindrops. [Paroxetine], who ranked Lifeforger, stepped out decisively Hands, gray tentacles rose up all over the sky to form a barrier, blocking some of the gorgeous raindrops, but at least half of them still flew away. The paint, which seemed to be thrown out in the air, penetrated everywhere and arrived in an instant. When it fell on the tentacles, they corroded the tentacles into large pits. It couldn't be stopped.
There's no way to stop it!
Even Paroxetine, ranked [Lifeforger], could only stop more than half of [Leonardo da Vinci], and watched helplessly as the raindrops flew to the distance outside the door. At the same time, the painters in the venue were also trying their best to escape.
Some turned into paint and moved like they were about to seep into the ground, and some figures suddenly appeared in the paintings on the four walls. Frontal combat was not their strong point, but if they were to sneak away and escape, even if they were a small level above them, it would be difficult to stop them.
Even though [Sertraline] and [Kryptoxitin] hammered out big holes in the ground and destroyed the walls one by one, a few level 5 painters still escaped from their hands and approached the door. They rushed towards [Paroxetine] who was blocking the door with all their might.
"The writing is accurate, the mind is confident, and the writing is formed, so the decision is made in one stroke."
"People and paint become one, and there is no regret after putting pen to paper, so it is difficult to stop when one blow breaks away."
[Paroxetine] shook his head and couldn't help but sigh:
"Painter Path...
"The first person to combine this approach with the killer was truly a genius!"
The gray tentacles were raised high and were about to sweep over these level 5 painters -
Sudden changes occur.
"Buzz!" Invisible ripples trembled in the air.
"Ah-!!!"
Like the cry of a married woman, or the scream of a woman, the colorful raindrops transformed by [Leonardo da Vinci] froze in the distance behind [Paroxetine], just hovering in mid-air. Not only her, but the entire noisy and chaotic battlefield in the hall suddenly became quiet, and time and space seemed to freeze at this moment.
The moving paint, the flickering oil paintings, and the fighting battlefield all seemed to be frozen in place. Only a few people on the Blood Worship Cult side could move freely. "What...?" Bai Zhou turned around and looked.
The extremely terrifying pressure is suffocating and silently weighs on everyone's heart.
"Kick, kick, kick...
Outside the broken Great Door, a figure slowly walked out of the shadows.
The moment they saw the person coming, both Bai Zhou and [Paroxetine] felt their hearts tremble and their expressions became solemn.
The black hood is arched high, and there seem to be two heads hidden inside. Invisible ripples spread out from it, carrying a terrifying oppression that makes people feel convinced. One by one Blood Worship Cult Holy Son!
Here he comes.
"Click."
Holy Son raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the invisible shock intensified and spread out from the brain above his head.
"Buzz buzz"
The next moment, the figure of each painter killer seemed to be broken from the inside, the skin and flesh all turned into cracked fragments, and paint-like blood spurted out from the cracks. Bai Zhou noticed that when every piece of rotten flesh fell, the expressions on their heads had a calm smile.
One by one, they seemed to be immersed in a beautiful dream.
This discovery made Bai Zhou's heart clear and frightening at the same time.
"Whoosh..."
The raindrops turned into colorful paint also fell to the ground and formed a puddle of colorful liquid. These squirming liquids re-condensed and returned to their original form. [Leonardo da Vinci] lay on the ground with a very strong aura. The embarrassed woman looked at the visitor, her eyes were surprised at first, then her pupils shrank, and her expression showed an incredible fear:
"How can I [Art Club] be so virtuous as to even take action personally for a being like you..."
The sound became smaller and smaller, and [Leonardo da Vinci] lying on the ground gradually lost all sound.
She died.
Together with the entire Art Club painters, Sea of Corpses and Blood, blood flowed like a river.
This also announced the end of an era of killers in the city Tinghai.
They deserved to die. After all, no one would have thought that besides [Paroxetine] and Lifeforger, there was also an unfathomable His Highness Holy Son blocking the door. But their deaths were quite worthless. Because [Leonardo da Vinci] admitted one thing wrong, that is, Holy Son did not come here specifically for them. They were just touchstones randomly chosen by Holy Son for [Sloth].
That's all.
"Kick, kick, kick...
Footsteps sounded in the quiet hall, and Holy Son walked past Leonardo da Vinci's body without even looking at it.
[Fluoxetine] and [Sertraline], who were arrogant just now, now stood respectfully on both sides of the mountain of corpses, bowing their heads to Holy Son who was passing by. Holy Son also didn't even look at them.
He only has eyes for Bai Zhou, or rather his proud masterpiece, [Sloth].
"You did a great job... very well, [Sloth]."
Holy Son said with satisfaction:
"With a newborn attitude, you can easily kill a veteran level 6 extraordinary person - you think the same as me, even better than I thought." "However, you deserve better."
He said something that made Bai Zhou's heart move slightly, and then he raised his hand and pointed to the height of the venue.
"Next one"
Holy Son raised his palm in the void, his fingers curled up as if he were holding something.
"Boom!"
The high ground suddenly cracked, and Golden Splendor's tiles were shattered. Under Bai Zhou's concentrated gaze, a staircase extending downward was revealed. At the end of the staircase was darkness, deep and mysterious. "This is...?" Bai Zhou looked at it in shock, wondering what this was, and how did Holy Son know so much about Art Club... Holy Son turned to look at Bai Zhou:
"Next, it's time to reward you."
Commendation?
Bai Zhou slowly narrowed his eyes.
In fact, he has already grasped the biggest benefit of this trip.
What other awards could he receive that would be worthy of his heart?
"Kick, kick, kick...
Going down the stairs, a group of people headed deeper.
"This is Art Club's treasure house, right?"
[Paroxetine] looked around curiously,
"Art Club's collections over the past decades are all here!"
Bai Zhou Listening to these words, he seemed calm on the surface, but he was already alive in his heart.
Especially when he heard Holy Son say
"Yes, this is the start-up capital of your [Sloth] department, which will be controlled by [Sloth] from now on."
How did the start-up capital come from?
Bai Zhou's eyes blinked twice.
But...Art Club's collection of decades, are all at my disposal?
I didn't say anything, the boss is very generous!
Even Crow, who was following silently, turned back to look at Bai Zhou, and said quietly:
"Bai Zhou, I want to congratulate you on getting rich!"
Bai Zhou worked hard all night, and even his identity and stance were greatly updated—at this point, the moment of harvest finally came. Not long after, the stairs suddenly opened up, and the underground treasure house came into view.
There was originally a lock here, but Holy Son reached out his hand and remained silent for more than a minute, seeming to mutter something.
"" sounds a few times
The complicated door lock flashed with light patterns, the mechanism unlocked by itself, and the treasure house Great Door opened to the intruder with a bang.
Hundreds of square meters of underground space, paved with gold bricks, inlaid with jade walls, boxes of antique calligraphy piled high like a mountain, bronzes glowing with a faint green light, priceless scrolls and scrolls piled in the corners. The jewels are nothing more than that, even the lighting fixtures are made of pearls and water products glowing with precious light.
Moved.
Bai Zhou subconsciously moved his fingers twice. If there was no one else around, he would have taken out the fat and cute Trojan Horse and started feeding the horse. "These are all yours, [Sloth]."
Holy Son spoke from the front, and then led everyone to continue forward,
"However, the real value is yet to come."
Continuing to walk deeper into the treasure house, in a new room, Bai Zhou saw a lot of archival information and several colorful boxes hidden in it. Opening the box, Bai Zhou found scrolls inside, which recorded extraordinary knowledge, most of which were secret techniques corresponding to the [Painter] path. Previously Bai Zhou The <Starry Night> and <The Rain of Mannerism> that met, and even Picasso and their methods and experiences in practicing Divine Intent Domain, were all recorded on scrolls and sealed in these colorful boxes with great care.
"People only know that Sealed Extraordinary has a powerful Divine Intent Domain, which is their signature."
"But they don't know that Divine Intent Domain is just a human imitation of King of Lustful Evils in the Reflection Ruins Realm."
At this time, Holy Son's voice faintly reached everyone's ears:
"King of Lustful Evils and Minor Secret Realm are companions, and those Minor Secret Realm are the fundamental reason why King of Lustful Evils is incredibly powerful."
"Even the newborn King of Lustful Evils has not yet matured to the level of Lifeforger, and is only equivalent to a level 6 extraordinary person. With the blessing of the Minor Secret Realm, it is absolutely invincible at the same level." Bai Zhou actually agrees with this point.
Because he had seen with his own eyes how the former principal of the school played tricks on his peers.
Even under Deputy Director Liu's crushing sneak attack, he was able to escape successfully.
"But, [Sloth]."
Holy Son turned to look at Bai Zhou and shook his head:
"You are the King of Lustful Evils that I created, and there is no accompanying Minor Secret Realm. This is your most fatal and helpless flaw."
"Even... you have exceeded my expectations. You can kill a level 6 extraordinary with the blessing of Divine Intent Domain by your own means." "Once, it's not enough!"
Holy Son said, "Your opponents in the future will not be these trash fish."
"It's Lifeforger, it's Destined One, the proud son of heaven!"
"One Tinghai is just Qidian, the world is our dance."
"Those extremely talented Destined Ones are our opponents, and your task is to eliminate them one by one!"
Holy Son's voice is deep and powerful.
"So, for this goal, and also to prevent Authorities from suspecting your identity..."
He said, "You need to get stronger."
"You need a Divine Intent Domain."
"A powerful Divine Intent Domain!"
...Divine Intent Domain?
A powerful Divine Intent Domain?
Bai Zhou's heart slowed down for half a beat at this moment.
After all, isn't this what he lacks now?
"This is... what I came to Art Club for."
While speaking, Holy Son suddenly took action and touched the wall beside him with his palm.
"Boom!"
The wall suddenly collapsed, and everyone was shocked. Then they discovered that the wall was hollow inside, and there was a secret room hidden behind it! A secret room hidden in the treasure house?
"Is this...?"
Under the dim light, Bai Zhou saw an extremely familiar thing -
A black, well-sealed box.
One by one black box!
This Black Box occupies a separate space, and its outer wall is engraved with the isolation runes of Ill Omen. There is a sign on the side full of small notes. It is obvious that in In the eyes of Art Club, this Black Box is extremely special, and its status far exceeds the sum of other items in the treasure house. "Sure enough, this thing is indeed hidden in the hands of Art Club."
As he spoke, Holy Son showed a relaxed smile.
With a wave of his hand, he asked everyone to retreat outside the room while he stepped forward in person.
After some complicated operations, several rounds of destructive beams of light were ejected from Black Box and headed straight towards Holy Son.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Bai Zhou felt a shiver in his heart when he saw this. In just this brief moment, he recognized that these beams contained aggressive and terrifying corrosion, as well as extremely terrifying and complex curses. Anyone who opened Black Box would be exposed to these terrifying things. During the attack on Xipumen, even [Paroxetine], who is Lifeforger, changed his face and became frightened when he saw it. Fortunately, His Highness Holy Son of Blood Worship Cult personally took the lead and took the lead.
However... Holy Son, who had resisted all this, had the same expression as usual.
Then, he finally successfully opened this extremely mysterious Black Box.
The things hidden inside came into the sight of Bai Zhou and others under the dim light.
"A... painting?"
It was a fragment of an ancient scroll, yellowed throughout, and opened in Holy Son's hand. It depicts the bustling scene of an ancient city, with people coming and going on the shore and boats flowing on the river. It's a pity that the scroll is torn, and the most complete one is an unknown wine shop.
The guest officers coming and going while drinking and fist-fighting, the waiter White Robe taking a nap, the scholar fiddling with the abacus in the accounting room, the blue-clothed shopkeeper passing by the window... the details of the characters inside were all lifelike. Bai Zhou blinked twice, and suddenly found that he could not count the characters on the scroll.
Sometimes, he counted twenty-three people on this fragment of the scroll.
Sometimes, he counted twenty-four people on it.
When he stared long enough, he even found the twenty-fourth person staring directly at him on the scroll and smiling.
One by one, he has a face exactly like his own!
Bai Zhou was startled, and when he came to his senses, cold sweat was dripping down his spine unconsciously.
Turning to look to the side, [Sertraline] and [Fluoxetine] were also staring at the scroll, sometimes with expressions of confusion and horror, obviously deeply affected. Even Lifeforger[Paroxetine] was no exception!
Only Holy Son remained unmoved. He spoke in a low voice, making everyone come back to their senses with horror:
"E-Class Black Box, [Along the River During the Qingming Festival; Xiazuo], is said to be an imitation of the top Black Box [Along the River During the Qingming Festival] by the great Ming Dynasty painter Great Extraordinary Qiu Ying five hundred years ago. Even the fragments are comparable to a powerful Lifeforger."
"If [Art Club] is not able to control this thing, give them enough time to prepare. Even if [Paroxetine] encounters it, there is a high probability that it will fall over." With that, Holy Son slowly handed the scroll to Bai Zhou:
"As far as I know, this thing has an ability called World Within the Painting. Even if you can only use one-tenth of its power at the moment, after you open the scroll, it will be comparable to the supreme power of Destined One. Multiply Divine Intent Domain!" "With it, you will make up for your shortcomings of not having Minor Secret Realm, and become the well-deserved first of [Seven Sins]."
Holy Son's voice echoed deeply in Bai Zhou's ears.
"Anyone who sees you will not suspect that you are King of Lustful Evils, they will only think that you are a powerful super..."
"Level 6 Destined One!"
Not an extraordinary person!
But Destined One!
Under the scorching gazes of everyone, Bai Zhou stretched out his hands and carefully took over the fragment of this terrifying and mysterious painting.
"... From now on, it will be your Divine Intent Domain!"
In the somewhat strange expression of Fang Xiaoxia on the side, His Highness Holy Son said to his general Bai Zhou seriously and eagerly, "When you hold it, it is as if I have given you destiny, and from now on, you will be on the front lines, and King Qin will protect you..."
"Kill all the enemies for me!"