Chapter 451 The Power of Painting (The last day and a half to ask for monthly tickets) the next morning. Lumian changed his clothes and was about to go out when he suddenly saw the "doll" messenger crawl out from the wall and dropped a neatly folded piece of letter paper. Did the "Magician" find clues from Bouvar's contaminated body? Lumian was delighted. He thanked the messenger for his hard work and unfolded the letter: “We don’t know enough about some of the evil gods outside the barrier. We don’t know what the ‘inn’ refers to or where it is located. We just have some guesses. "From Bouvard Pomparo's body, I found pollution similar to the 'Apprentice' path. It is the erosion from another dimension and another time. If I don't deal with it, unless it comes out of that state and launches an attack, you won't be able to really touch it. “There have been a few similar cases before, mainly from painters, novelists and people who love reading. “We noticed that those painters were often crazy, but no one noticed because of the characteristics of the artists themselves. Some of their paintings, which were almost unconscious mumbling and twitching fantasies, reflected a certain reality of the world, some had a certain impact on the surroundings, and some made the false content become real things, walked out of the canvas or paper, and wandered within a certain range, and most of them were limited by time. "In one case, an artist who was under the influence of psychoactive drugs painted an unidentified creature, which then emerged from the canvas and killed its own artist and other living creatures in the apartment. “I once came into contact with a dangerous sealed painting. The god in the painting came to life and disappeared. Fortunately, he did not bring a major disaster. “Similarly, when we were dealing with a crazy follower of the evil god, we met Gehrman Sparrow and the ‘Queen of Disease’ in the building where he lived. We also met various characters and scenes that originally only existed in novels. “Fortunately, these characters do not possess the powers that the originals possess, but are simply interpretations of their appearance, personality, and abilities.
"It has been confirmed that these were all created by the mad Evil God's Gift recipient. He used to be a novel lover, and after losing his mind, he instinctively created a fantasy kingdom in his home based on the content of the novel. "From this perspective, this is somewhat similar to the 'audience' approach, but they are fundamentally different. One is mainly derived from the power of the mind, while the other is more like creating things with the help of the characteristics and power of other dimensions or different time and space. In the early stage, it may be a passage or a dangerous door, and in the later stage, it may be a nearly real different space or even a different world." Seeing this, Lumian's eyelids twitched and many thoughts came to his mind. His first reaction was: Is this something I can watch? Some of it was fine, just an objective description of the powers of those gifted by the evil god, but the corresponding examples and analysis made Lumian's head swell, his heart beat faster, and his skin tighten. Has the spirit of a painting ever come to life and walked into reality? Is it so scary? So if a painting was not sealed, wouldn't it destroy the whole of Trier? If you give it a little more time, the whole world might end! Lumian suddenly had an idea as his thoughts raced: If we capture a "painter" with similar powers and a high status, and ask him to paint a perfect replica of Auror in oil, wouldn't it be possible to bring Auror in the painting back to life and bring her back to reality? This is equivalent to a resurrection. After more than ten seconds, Lumian let out a long breath. His heart was filled with impulse, but his reason told him that the Auror "resurrected" in that way was most likely not the real Auror, but just a dangerous creature with the appearance of Auror. If he just wants Aurore's appearance, he can always do it with the "lie" ear clip. Then, Lumian thought of a magical item that he hadn't used for a long time: "Mystery glasses"! This pair of brown gold-rimmed glasses with a rubbery texture came from a deceased Extraordinary Person. Before his death, that Extraordinary Person painted an oil painting that was full of madness, extremely bright colors, and weird and psychedelic patterns! In addition, after Lumian puts on the "secret glasses", he will see things that were originally invisible. Occasionally, he will gain insight into the reality of the world to some extent, and will be filled with the desire and impulse to paint. In that state, the pictures he draws will have a bit of supernatural power, and produce different effects depending on the content, for example, it can cause itching all over the body, or bring the warmth and brightness of the sun. This is consistent with Ms. "Magician's" description that some paintings of the evil god's gifter can have a certain impact on the surroundings. Since he had the "Face of Nisse" and the "Lie" ear clip, Lumian no longer needed the "Secret Spectacles" to disguise himself. He dug out the brown gold-rimmed glasses, examined them carefully for a few seconds, and said to himself silently: "Is its original owner a benefactor of the 'Inn'-related pathway, or has it come into contact with related things and suffered a certain degree of contamination? "Well, I'll report to Mr. K later and ask him what other details he found at the scene. Uh... The Aurora Society is fanatical about hunting down the followers of the evil god, and they may have more information about the evil god than the Tarot Society. Mr. K may know something about the "hostel"..." Lumian was in four different secret organizations and could obtain information from four channels with extremely developed intelligence systems. As a result, he had no urgent need to attend occult gatherings. He only went to take a look occasionally, join in the fun, and listen to rumors and stories. After putting the pair of "secret-seeing glasses" into his pocket, Lumian read the rest of the content:
“Before this, the people who received the gift of the evil gods on this path were not very active, nor did they like to preach. They also rarely performed bloody sacrifices. Even if something happened, it would only kill themselves and the people in the house they were in, so the danger was relatively not that great. “It now appears that they are not so ‘harmless’ and may even be very harmful. "Regarding the matter of the 'inn', you can try to ask Thermiporos. He knows more about those evil gods and their benefactors than all of us combined. Of course, he may not answer you." After Lumian lit the letter with a red flame, he lowered his voice and laughed softly: "Thermipoulos, do you know what 'Inn' stands for and which evil god it belongs to?" "Even if he is not an evil god, he is still a great being." Thermiporos's majestic and layered voice echoed. He refuted before answering Lumian's question: "know." Then, there is no more. This made Lumian feel a little provoked: I want to hear you say whether you know or not? I want to hear what it means and which path it belongs to! After he asked further questions, Thermopylae asked back in a deep voice: "You really want to know?" Lumian suddenly had a strong sense of danger and answered with extreme vigilance: "No need to tell us the name of the evil god, just tell us about the situation and characteristics of the route corresponding to the 'inn'." Thermiporos immediately fell silent and made no introductions. Lumian snorted, thinking that this guy just answered with the mentality of "I won't lose anything anyway, why not give it a try, just in case the host does something stupid", and he never thought of selling out the information of the "hostel"! He exhaled, turned and left room 207, ready to look for Mr. K. ………… When Lumian went to the Boulevard District, Franka had already met Brownes Soren. They were all dressed in hunting clothes and carrying double-barreled shotguns, standing on the edge of the East Logne Forest, aiming at wild deer behind the trees and communicating with each other. "Browns, when the hell are you going to let me finish my probation period?" Franka used swear words as a stereotyped way to emphasize her original gender. Browns, with most of his orange-red hair stuffed into his deerstalker hat, looked ahead and said: "Come on, come on." Franka said angrily: "Is it that the high-ranking witch in charge of Trier wants to test me for a while longer, or are you playing tricks on me?" Brown's finger, which was about to pull the trigger, stopped and her expression changed slightly. "Could it really be you?" Franka blurted out in surprise. Bronx replied seriously: "I just suggested it, and the people above agreed." "Why would she agree to such a ridiculous proposal? Is she your mother?" Franca cursed. Bang! Browns pulled the trigger. The bullet passed through the woods and missed the deer.
Seeing this scene, Franka murmured: Are they really relatives, or close lovers? The witch sect is also called the witch family. It is normal for many members to be related to each other... The Sauron family originally controlled the adjacent paths of the "Assassins", and it is not impossible that some branches have been eroded by the Witch Cult for a long time... Seeing that Franka was silent and did not respond, Browns cleared her throat and said: "If you promise not to attend the happy party at the Red House Cafe, you can end your probation period this week." "..." Franca wanted to curse, but ended up laughing, "Haha, you're innocent, but you have a whole women's party. You're promiscuous, but you don't want outsiders to get involved." Without waiting for Bronx to respond, she snorted and said: "I can promise you that I can do it myself anyway." Her real thought was that a disaster might happen in Trier in a week or two, so she had to quickly infiltrate the witch sect to see if she could get some good stuff. After the disaster was over, if she was still alive, she could then plan to attack Brown's happy party! A real man can be unbridled and also be able to temporarily sacrifice himself! Bronx couldn't help but turn her head and look Franca up and down. Franka didn't feel guilty at all and allowed Brown to examine her. After nearly ten seconds, Bronx whispered: "Remember what you just said." Franka smiled and said it was no problem. After reaching an agreement on ending the assessment period, Franka held the shotgun and said: "Some time ago, Charles and I went to the catacombs and came to the 'Chrismona Night Pillar'. I had a vague feeling about that pillar. Could it be left by a witch from the Fourth Epoch?" After learning from Janna that she heard the Void Sigh, Franca became interested in the "Chrismona Night Pillar". "Charles? Your little lover?" Bronx turned her head again and looked at Franca. "Yes." Franka answered frankly. Brown Si was silent for a moment and said: “Chrismena is indeed the witch of the Fourth Epoch. "He, He is the Child of God." PS: Last day and a half to ask for monthly tickets~ (End of this chapter)