"Your Highness Filia!" When Director Scorpio was disturbed by the soul code and fell asleep at the speed of light, a nervous inquiry came from the observation deck of the No. 1 Military Industrial Zone more than sixty blocks away. "The gun barrels with numbers below 17 have completed preliminary cooling. Do we need to conduct a second round of shooting immediately?" "No need yet." After shaking her head at the questioning legion commander, Filia, who was lying on the edge of the observation deck, bit her lower lip and continued to observe the situation in the No. 1 scientific research area with a telescope. Naturally, this worry that is visible to the naked eye is not for anyone. The target of this worry can only be Prince Andre, who loves Filia very much and wants to kill her twice. Even though Lyon had sworn to promise, because she was not sure whether Princess Philia, a "copycat version", could continue to maintain contact with the Watch Palace like a real royal bloodline, she would try her best to ensure the survival of Prince Andre. However, the massive bombardment of more than 50,000 artillery shells still made the green-eyed girl feel very uncertain. She kept waiting in front of the mirror of the military telescope, wanting to witness the situation there with her own eyes as soon as possible. "Don't worry, Your Highness." It stands to reason that Philia was worried about the Prince of Lyon who was "in danger alone". After looking at her unconsciously clenched palms, the commander of the legion directly under the royal family smiled understandingly, and then comforted him:
"Since Your Excellency Leon dares to give such an order, he is certainly sure of staying alive in the artillery fire. And if he can bring down six of our legions in two minutes and rescue us from Atifi's control, he will definitely be able to kill us successfully." Damn that madman Andre!” "..." This is the problem I'm afraid of! Speechlessly looking away, and looking back at the commander of the direct legion, the green-eyed girl gave him a perfunctory smile, and then replied without embarrassment: "Well... I hope it will be like this..." "Don't worry, it must be!" He didn't hear that Filia's words were sincere. He looked with admiration at the brave and intelligent girl in front of him. After losing her parents, she did not wallow in grief, but stood up and led everyone to resist the atrocities. The commander of the legion directly under the royal family couldn't help clenching his fists. He gave a military salute and then promised with determination: "With the support of your expectations, Your Excellency Leon will definitely be able to win the battle, kill the rebellious Prince Andre in one fell swoop, and completely save the Kingdom of Korok!" "..." Please, shut up! Being fucked one after another by the legion commander, her scalp was numb. The corners of Princess Philia's mouth couldn't help but twitch twice. Just when she was about to turn around and say something, she felt that her eyes suddenly blurred. I don’t know when, the originally blue-black observation deck quietly shed a burst of warm sunshine, breaking the originally solemn and gloomy atmosphere, making the surrounding area light up... Wait, why a "stroke" of sunshine? ! ! ! Looking at the strange sunlight with brush marks on the blue-black floor tiles of the observatory, the green-eyed girl and the legion commander were suddenly stunned. Immediately afterwards, it was as if a paintbrush soaked in oily paint was being applied wetly on the taut canvas. The strokes of sunlight, with some burrs, flowed softly along with the movement of the brush. When the flow reaches the person's side, the invisible huge brush pauses slightly and changes to some kind of soft pen or silk cloth. It flicks on the edge of the sun, turning the originally slightly hard color block. , creating a hazy halo. And after this halo bloomed, the sunlight that was originally distinct from the human body was naturally mixed with the color of the human body, and the edge of Philiya's dress was smeared with the color of sunlight. "This...this is..." This sudden change seems to be very long, but in fact it is very short. It is just a stroke, a brush, and a light touch. The time is so short that it can only make people blink.
Before the stunned people could react, the invisible huge brush, with thick and colorful paint, brushed out diagonally in the direction of the sunlight, covering the entire block in the blink of an eye. Turn the world into a magnificent scroll. … Finally found. Looking at the green-eyed girl looking blankly at the sky on the huge canvas in front of him, Prince Andre couldn't help but chuckle. Then he picked up the watering can at hand, sprayed the paint on the brush, put down the watering can, picked up a thin and flexible wooden handle scraper, shoveled off the naturally mixed paint, and started painting again. Flush, trickle, dry brush, carve sweep... One technique after another was skillfully used by Prince Andrei, and the scroll that was originally "frozen" on the canvas began to flow with his brushstrokes. The panic-stricken girl with emerald eyes on the canvas was carried by a large flock of birds drawn using pointillism, passing through the sky above the entire royal capital and flying towards Area 1, which had been bombarded into ruins. However, the panicked soldiers who wanted to stop her were unable to rescue her in time due to the sudden collapse of the observation tower under their feet. Instead, they grabbed hold of the pillars and eaves stacks in panic, and then shouted angrily towards the sky. , watching the green-eyed girl in despair as she walked away. Come on, come on. He took a painting knife and gently cut out the canvas, carving out a green and black battlement. After stopping the legion commander who wanted to save people, Prince Andre couldn't help but turned sideways and looked at the corner with soft eyes. Easel set up. On the easel was the "Royal Dinner" that "absorbed" Atifi. In this frozen yet flowing wonderful painting, almost all the characters were already in place, eagerly waiting for the banquet to begin. The only thing missing was the little baby in the queen's arms, sucking her thumb. The baby, who was dressed in pink and jade, looked innocent and cute, but compared with the other people in the painting, her emerald eyes lacked a bit of "spirituality", and were a little dull and stagnant, and did not flow like the other people in the painting. You are the only one missing, Feliya. After looking at the joyful dinner with nostalgia, Prince Andre turned around and looked expectantly at the emerald-eyed girl who had flown to the edge of Area 1 on the huge canvas. In the past, you always thought of yourself as Atifi 01, and I could never convince myself to really treat you as my sister, and I could never really paint you in. But now it is different. Now I know that your soul is the original soul, and you should have understood that you are the real Feliya. If you were the current you, you would definitely be able to walk into my painting and go back to that dinner party with me, with my father, mother and others... However, just as Prince Andre looked at the canvas expectantly, waiting for the arrival of the last family member, a dusty "little black man" on the canvas suddenly threw away another "little black man" on his back, took out a knife and cut the sky on the canvas! "Squeak!" Accompanied by a light sound like a tearing cloth, a small hole was cut in the sky of the canvas, and a small silver knife tip emerged, and the bird holding the emerald-eyed girl was also cut in half by the knife that broke the sky, and fled in all directions. Feliya, who was about to reach her destination, was forcibly "intercepted" by someone at the last moment. After screaming, she fell from the sky with her hands and feet dancing.