Chapter 942

"Is that guy dead?" Nero looked at the fading oil painting and asked curiously.

"As a magical creature, painters are not so easy to die."

SIVI shook his head and threw his sword to the ground in the surprise of the guards.

Although he can also achieve the same effect through etheric construction or magic sword and other magic, the reason why he has to do this is simply to save the explanation of the matter - a painting suddenly bleeding and a painting that starts bleeding after a sword has been cut. It is easier for people to understand what happened.

"What about bionics?" As the prince of Lu zhanting (though only his predecessor), bairis was obviously more concerned about the fate of the monster who violated the imperial power.

"Run away."

When he pointed to the faded scroll, the mage's hand dipped in the thick black liquid which gave off a fishy smell, and smeared a strange magic array on the scroll.

"As I've said before, that guy's breath hasn't dissipated in this room all the time. If he wants to leave through a secret passage or something, I can't feel the breath moving. But to be sure, it's not in this room now either... "

"What's going on?"

"What do you mean, Mr. Aldrich?" he asked

Sylvie didn't answer. Instead, Nero said, "Mr. Aldrich means, in short, that the guy escaped from the painting with the help of the artist."

"Run away from the painting..." Barry's mouth grew and his face was incredulous: "is this really possible?"

I haven't heard of painters, but at least they are magical creatures. It's not surprising that the strange things that can't be described as ordinary creatures have a little incredible ability. What's more, they seem to live in the paintings when they were born.

But the bionic demon is a real demon, can run from the real world into the painting world, this fact is too shocking.

"In fact, I just wanted to ask What are you doing, master Zanelia watched SIVI daub on the canvas and finally asked curiously.

Because this question just poked Nero and Burris's point of interest, they stopped talking and looked at Seaver waiting for his answer.

"Yes?" Noticing the guards, including those who had retreated to the door, SIVI noticed that the eyes of the people around him seemed to be focused on him. He raised his eyebrows a little, and then he replied, "um, it's almost finished. It's better for you to see it with your own eyes."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep purple crack appeared in the middle of the canvas he daubed. There were countless dazzling lines and light spots in the crack, which made people feel dazzled.

What's more surprising is that after the crack is forced to tear, it is like having its own life, wriggling to close again.

But when it was about to close, it was smeared out by SIVI. On the seemingly disordered graffiti, a lot of black hands stretched out, firmly grasped the edge of the crack and broke it off vigorously.

The competition between the two is so fierce that byris, who is watching, has the illusion that he is hearing the scream of the crack.

In the end, it seems that the black arms from SIVI's graffiti took the upper hand, and the cracks gradually expanded, even beyond the scope of the canvas, to the wall, and the width also changed from the original width of a finger to the extent that it can accommodate a person now.

"Good. It's just the first time, but surprisingly simple."

Sylvie nodded with satisfaction. "Then let's go."

"Why? set out? Where are you going? "

Bairis didn't recover for a moment.

But he's not a fool. After seeing what he's seeing, he has basically understood what Sylvie means.

But he still couldn't believe what he had guessed.

"Chasing that guy in the painting, of course."

SIVI dusted off the master's robe, and after proving that bairis had not guessed wrong, he walked quickly into the crack.

Chaneliya and Nero looked at each other subconsciously, and then they set aside their eyes at a very high rate of synchronization and walked together towards the crack. In the end, Nero, as a Templar Knight, was better than chanelia as a witch, and walked into the crack first.

When the three of them entered, the crack began to narrow slowly.

Bairis looked at the guards behind him who seemed to be stunned. He bit his teeth and dived in when the crack didn't narrow enough to pass.

At first, he felt very bad when he entered the crack. Bairis felt that he was thrown into a whirlpool. He could not distinguish between the southeast and the northwest. He could only be thrown back and forth dizzily in a narrow tunnel.

When a light shone on his face and made him realize that it was the exit, he almost burst into tears Although it is estimated that gastric juice, lunch and bile will run out earlier than hot tears.As the light widened, he felt a sudden relief, and then he fell on the hard floor.

The only thing to be thankful for was that such a fall finally brought his vomiting back to his stomach

When his confused head was regained Qingming, the first thing he noticed was that the scene around him seemed familiar.

The broad hall, the bright red carpet of fox hair, the large white floor tiles, the rare incandescent nanmu used as the roof beam, and the huge gold pillar carved with the totem of "holy beast amrithus"

Then he realized.

Nima, isn't this the main hall of his castle!

Not only the houses, but also the clothes of the bodyguards with bad looks around them are undoubtedly the costumes of the guards of the Duke of Lu zhanting. Even the monster heads carved on the hilt of the sword hanging on their waists are the unique customs of Lu zhanting.

Unfortunately, the bodyguards didn't seem to know him as a former prince.

"What's going on?"

Fortunately, Sylvie and their figures were in front of him. Barry was like catching a life-saving straw and asked SIVI, "didn't you get into the painting? But here... "

Before bairis had finished speaking, he was stunned.

I didn't see him because he fell to the ground and was blocked by Sylvie and them. But now, beyond their shoulders, we can see clearly the man sitting on his father's throne.

Although at the moment that person seems to be a bit dazed, but still has a palpable prestige, and if there is no strong momentum.

"I remember a picture in your father's bedroom."

At this moment, seavy said suddenly.

And bairis also stupidly interface.

“……

, as like as two peas in the picture.

Lu zhanting, the founder of the Empire and the king of dragon veins, is Chris Lu zhanting.

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