Chapter 280 Yeats’s art of making friends, painting spirit and mirror spirit
The rain of blood is pouring, there is no light, and the fishy wind is everywhere.
The water level in the blood pool has reached the soles of the Lieyang Fighting Lion. The imperial monster stood firm in the blood pool, fighting fiercely with the bloody hand transformed by the blood king.
The heel of this monster's huge bloody hand was soaked in a pool of blood. It came and went freely, revealing the oppressive feeling of a six-ringed creature.
Every time he swung, there would be a blood-red afterimage. The five fingers, which were completely condensed from blood, were as sharp as blades, drawing blood marks on the huge body of the Lieyang Fighting Lion.
The more injured the Sun Fighting Lion is, the more the Blood King's "bloody hands" can turn its blood into his own. Therefore, a war of attrition is quite detrimental to the Sun Fighting Lion!
The Lieyang Fighting Lion masters legendary spells and is the protector of the Golden Lion Kingdom. It has no fear even when facing the incarnation of the Blood King. It originally wanted to use thunder to decide the outcome, but soon realized that even if it defeated the bloody hand, if it could not cut off its energy source, the bloody hand would only gather again.
After all, the Bloody Hand has the home field advantage. If the Blood King Altar hidden in the castle is not destroyed, the Sun Fighting Lion can only fall into a passive position!
"I will stop His incarnation, Yeats, move faster!"
The majestic male voice of the Fierce Sun Fighting Lion echoed in Yeats' ears telepathically.
Yeats replied:
"I have entered the Blood Spider's castle, and I am currently looking for the demon altar you mentioned!"
Logically speaking, if you want to enter the castle, you must answer the right questions first. The password for the "Human Face Gate" was carved on the stone wall of the stairs where they came from, and was written in blood clan characters.
However, Gray has divine power and directly adopts the most violent and simple way to pass the level!
Yeats was in a complicated mood and looked back at the door that had been blasted through by Gray.
Solving puzzles? Doesn't exist.
I don’t know where this is, I only know that I want to go on a killing spree·JPG
The atmosphere of the castle hall is dark, dimly lit, decorated with blood-red carpets, dark floor tiles, and gold candlesticks.
Directly in front is a dark red desk, and a strange blue flame is dancing in the fireplace behind. The handrail stairs on both sides of the desk lead to the second floor of the castle. At a high level of sight, in the center of the stairs on both sides, hangs a huge portrait oil painting.
The woman in the painting is dignified and beautiful, with round pearls, skin as white as snow, lips like cinnabar, and delicate hands folded in front of her.
This is actually a portrait of Mrs. Lee Matilda. It is more beautiful than the real person. There is a layer of charming light and shadow on her face, which is the "Rembrandt light" in oil painting techniques.
Gray tilted her head to the left, then to the right, and said strangely:
"Yeats, do you feel that the people in this portrait are looking at us? ?”
No matter which angle you stand on, the woman in the oil painting seems to be staring directly at her.
Yeats thought for a moment and quickly realized that this was the demon spirit "painting spirit" born in the oil painting.
The painting spirit is a ghost-like creature that can control and change the content of the painting, shuttle back and forth in the oil painting, and the powerful painting spirit can even directly create a small world in the oil painting.
Ghosts can be both good and evil, and ghosts are not necessarily hostile creatures.
Yeats's eyes moved slightly, thinking about it.
Soon, Yeats threw a ‘friendship trick’ at the oil painting.
While his charm gained, Yeats showed his white teeth and smiled.
Under the gaze of everyone, the woman in the oil painting actually looked away, with a hint of shy blush on her cheeks.
Grey and Diamond both widened their eyes with surprised expressions: "What is going on?"
Yeats had anticipated this scene and said calmly: "Bard The poet's basic operation."
As the saying goes, "When you stare into the abyss, the abyss blushes." (Error)
Yeats’s charm is enough to be recognized by Lilith, the Lord of Lust.
More importantly, Yeats also used the "Magic Eye of Charm" given by Lilith.
This smile could not help but make the painter a little confused and confused, and couldn't help but blush.
There is no reason not to use this guide who comes to your door.
Yeats stared at Hua Ling, injecting the trickster's bluffing ability into his voice, and said gently: "There are enemies in the castle. We are helpers invited by the Blood Spider. Please take us to find them." The altar of the Blood King, we have something important to do!”
The woman in the oil painting seemed a little hesitant, her eyes wandering, falling on the iron door that Yeats had blasted behind her, and her suspicion was self-evident.
Yeats rolled his eyes at Gray, but he pretended not to notice Gray being there.
“In urgent matters, power must be followed. This door was so frightened by the enemy that we could not open it, so we had no choice but to take strong measures.”
Yeats made up a nonsense excuse, which seemed to be full of loopholes. With the help of Mist's blessing of "Unrivaled Lies", it actually sounded like that, and the painting spirit was barely convinced.
Subsequently, the woman in the portrait "came alive". She was originally sitting in the oil painting, but now she stood up in the painting, bowed elegantly to Yeats, and then pointed to the side.
Her figure disappeared from the oil painting, and the seats in the painting were empty. Yeats couldn't help but was stunned. He looked around and found that the painting spirit was standing in another oil painting in the corridor, waving to him.
"You seem to have really convinced her." Gray whispered in her ear, "She is willing to lead us to the Demon God Altar!"
Yeats said: "This is how bards succeed in persuading."
"Follow me." Zhuanya stood on Yeats' shoulder and said, "But be careful not to be dragged into the painting by the painting spirit, otherwise it will be quite troublesome to rescue you!"
Feitan, the wise salmon, said slowly: "There was once a story, a legend, about a painter who lived alone and fell in love with the woman in his painting. This obsession gave birth to the painting spirit in the oil painting. Later, the painter didn't know What happened was that he was spotted by the painting spirit and brought into the world of oil painting."
"The two got married and had children in the painting, which caused the original single portrait oil painting to slowly evolve into two. It was an oil painting of a person, and then it became a family painting, and finally it became a family portrait of four generations living under one roof... Until now, the content of the painting is still changing.”
Ye Zhirui commented: "This is actually a pure love story."
Tianya Gonghuo said: "Grey, you said, Yeats can't really want to have such a story with Hua Ling, right? ”
Yeats’s forehead jumped.
Tooth drill, I have tolerated you for a long time. Let’s go out for a duel later!
Gray said calmly: "Yeats is not the elf of Perun. He can even kill ghosts."
Yeats was stunned for a moment, then nodded with deep understanding.
If Perun were here, let alone making friends with the painting spirit, he might even have children.
The gold content of the God of Love’s Choice is so terrifying!
“Let’s go quickly, I can’t wait to see what good things are in the altar!” Zuanya urged. "Are you sure it's a good thing? It's not just the resentment of wanting to seize the body..."
Yeats muttered, speeding up his pace to keep up with the painting spirits who were constantly shuttled among the oil paintings in the corridor.
A variety of artworks, statues and oil paintings are placed along the corridor. There are even gargoyles disguised as statues and serving as guards, staring coldly at Yeats and others.
However, the painting spirit can be located in the center of the castle, and it also shows the image of Mrs. Lee Matilda. Its status in the castle is obviously not low.
In the eyes of these gargoyles, Yeats and others are important guests received by Hua Ling personally.
Yeats also deliberately released scarlet fighting energy to disguise the breath of the vampires, which made the gargoyles quietly close their eyes——
They have no one to defend except themselves.
Otherwise, Yeats could only waste more time and smash all these gargoyles.
Finally, Hua Ling stopped in a landscape painting next to the door of a room at the end of the corridor, pointed to the door of Yeats, and nodded solemnly.
From the closed mahogany door, the heart-stopping demonic aura surged out. Yeats' palms couldn't help but sweat a little, but he still pretended to be calm and relaxed, smiling at the painting spirit and nodding. : "Thank you, I won't trouble you here anymore, please go back."
Hua Ling's cheeks were slightly red, she raised her skirt and saluted Yeats, then she walked briskly along the way she came. .
"If she knew you cheated on her, I don't know how she would feel." Zhuan Ya said with emotion.
"So I asked her to go back first, so as not to see us killing people." Yeats said calmly.
Zui Ya said: "You are quite a nice person!"
"Stop talking nonsense, you take the lead!"
Facing the hiding place of the Demon Altar, Yeats Not daring to be careless, I held the little squirrel in one hand, straightened my arm, put the other hand on the handle of the mahogany door, tiptoed, and pushed it open gently.
Zhiqua——
Drilling teeth are somewhat accustomed to Yeats’s unmanned manipulation, so he let Yeats carry it, eyes wide open, and patrolled the house back and forth.
This is actually a bedroom.
The Victorian brass four-column window, the blood-red curtains are open, the heavy mahogany wardrobe is placed at the bedside, and the delicate jewelry box is placed on the dressing table. Next to the dressing table, there is also a floor-to-ceiling mirror, the mirror reflects Yeats sneaking, holding a squirrel.
Gray followed Yeats and said a little strangely: "It doesn't seem like this room can accommodate an altar."
Yeats quickly noticed the abnormality, raised his chin towards the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and said: "There might be a mechanism behind this mirror."
Grey hesitated: "Then... we need to use this mirror Shall we break it and take a look?”
Gray’s words quickly had an effect, and the floor-length mirror uttered words in a trembling voice:
“Don’t... wait, don’t kill. Me!”
“The mirror can also talk?” Gray said in surprise.
The top of the frame is inlaid with a shimmering obsidian, which looks at Yeats like an eye and makes a human bitter laugh:
"As long as you promise not to hurt me... you can ask any questions you have." Me!"
Ye Zhi said: "Where is the altar of the Blood King?"
Magic Mirror said: "I don't know"
Ye Zhi said angrily: "You just returned it. I said I could ask you!”
Mo Jing timidly said: "I only said that you can ask me, but I didn't say that I must know the answer!"
"This guy looks very afraid of death." Zuanya whispered, "You can try To threaten it!"
This idea coincides with Yeats.
Yeats sneered: "Then why should I keep you?"
"Because I can see other people's memories!" Magic Mirror said quickly, "For example, I understand The memory of the owner of the castle...don’t you want to know the whereabouts of the altar? Wait for me to find it...you might find out if you look at her memory!”
As he spoke, the image in the mirror began to distort, showing the scene of the Blood Spider sitting in front of the dressing table and taking off his earrings.
When Gray was about to step forward, Yeats held her back and said that it was not clear whether it was true or not, so he would step forward to test it first.
Later.
Yeats stopped and stared in front of the mirror.
The picture in the mirror was so real that Yeats couldn't help but want to observe more details.
However, Yeats keenly discovered that his brain was gradually becoming drowsy, and his consciousness seemed to be sucked into the mirror!
Yeats is wary of Dasheng, this is not a magic mirror at all, but a "mirror spirit"!
Mirror Spirit, a kind of extraordinary creature living in the mirror, has magical powers such as peeking into memories, creating illusions, and teleporting in the mirror.
Compared with the Painting Spirit, the Mirror Spirit is more threatening because it targets human souls. Once the soul is dragged into the mirror, it will be a disaster!
Jing Ling just tried to use words to distract Ye Zhima. He obviously had bad intentions. He was not targeting the physical body, but directly targeting the soul realm involving consciousness and spirit!
The soul realm of an extraordinary person usually only has the water of soul and the tree of life, which are extremely fragile compared to the body. As long as the tree of life is destroyed, the body in the material realm will also perish.
Therefore, any method that directly targets the soul realm is very dangerous and difficult to guard against!
Yeats quickly deduced the other party's plan.
In the view of the mirror spirit, once the human soul is dragged into the mirror, the mirror spirit can not only control his own life and death, but also blackmail Gray.
However, what Yeats was not afraid of the most were spells targeting the soul realm.
Not to mention the panel, the divinity crowded in the body and the mistletoe rooted in the tree of life are enough to surprise the mirror spirit!
Yeats quickly sent a message to Gray, telling her the information about the mirror spirit, and asked Gray to pretend not to know, and said with a smile:
“Don’t worry, just play with it. ! ”
(End of this chapter)