The moment he finished speaking, a paintbrush pierced the sky of the illusory oil painting.
With just a casual stroke, countless drops of paint rained down on the fly monsters like a fiery meteor shower.
Watching from a distance, Cheng Yu raised an eyebrow slightly.
Just like the toy pistol, it radiated a potent power of rules that Cheng Yu could sense.
It seemed this was another fine item.
Boom!!!
The fly monster abruptly shot into the air, seemingly trying to break free of the painted world's restraints.
But no matter how it struggled, it was all in vain.
The paintbrush appeared again. This time, its wielder painted countless weapons across the sky.
After the brush vanished, the weapons shot toward the largest, big-headed fly as though they had minds of their own.
And this time, the big-headed fly no longer displayed its formidable defenses.
Countless blades, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks tore its body to shreds.
Amid its unwilling howls, the fly monster gradually became part of the painting.
Cheng Yu wasn't surprised in the slightest.
At best, the fly monster had barely reached the threshold of Silver.
How could it possibly resist the power of rules?
The surviving team members in the distance did not retreat. Instead, they raised their weapons and moved to surround Cheng Yu.
Nie Xiaolei was frantic at the sight. As a member serving under the Committee, she knew those team members would not listen to her.
After all, ever since supernatural phenomena had first appeared, all sorts of bizarre incidents had occurred, including Committee members turning traitor after coming into contact with supernatural objects.
Even so, Nie Xiaolei still wanted to do something. Otherwise, this world might well be finished.
She shouted up at the sky.
"Team leader!! I know you