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Chapter 150 Disorder (20)

 Chapter 150 Disorder (20)

The cold wind howled.

Although he turned into a human radar, Fu Qian did not go directly to the town to kill people.

He chose to follow the previous road and arrived at the old city.

Considering the speed of flesh-to-flesh transformation, there is still plenty of time.

There was one thing he wanted to figure out.

He touched the key in his pocket, paid it and went straight to the church's steeple in the snow.



A few minutes later, Fu Qian jumped from the top of the church again.

In the darkness, the colorful window that I didn't have a chance to look at last time was still dazzling.

After confirming that there was no movement around, Fu Qian walked all the way down and soon came to the colorful window.

Observed from a close distance, the surface of the colored window seems to be covered with a transparent curtain.

Fu Qian stretched out his hand and found that he seemed to have touched a hidden boundary.

With a push from the hand, the colored window slowly opened backwards.

After waiting for two seconds, no attack appeared, so Fu Qian squeezed in directly.

Sure enough there is something!

The scene behind the colorful window made Fu Qian unable to help but marvel.

There is actually an independent space in the back.

The area is not big, only about ten square meters.

The furnishings inside are also very simple. Under the window that takes up almost half of the wall, there is a huge painting board.

Next to the drawing board is a high stool with several paintbrushes and dried paint trays on it.

There is nothing else.

Fu Qian walked forward and saw a completed painting on the drawing board.

The content of the painting looks very complicated, and the most eye-catching one is the seven colorful lights in the sky.

It's exactly the same as what you see from this angle on the window.

This is……

The next moment, Fu Qian noticed something strange and took out the Starlight Key from his pocket.

The key, which was originally crystal clear, was even more radiant now, exuding circles of halo.

He only glanced at it before paying, then threw the key on the stool aside and continued to look at the painting.

This painting is obviously very old.

Not only is the whole part faded, but the lower right corner has also become rotten and turned into an old yellow-brown color.

Some places have even started to peel off.

Hiss!

This place looks familiar, it seems to be where I'm standing now!

After discovering this, Fu Qian couldn't help but take a deep breath.

After staring for a long time, he suddenly turned to face the key on the stool.

"No matter how you look at it, to be honest, I don't think the painting is very good."

"Especially the seven lights on top, it looks like it was just pasted on randomly. Even the kindergarten kids can draw better than this..."

"The line drawing is also quite amateurish..."



"You're looking a little slow!"

Just after making some criticisms to himself before paying, a voice suddenly came from the key.

The next moment, the light from above gathered together, outlining a pale figure.

The witch wearing a pointed hat sat on the corner of the stool and looked at the painting in front of her with interest.

"There is no other way. After all, as a member of the supervision team, I still have to handle the case and catch the murderer."

He said casually before paying.

At this moment, he had basically confirmed that this was the place the witch wanted to find.

When I came here before, it was most likely that the curtain outside the colored window acted as a shield, preventing the key from feeling inside.

That's why the key didn't respond at that time.

Once inside, the shielding no longer works.

At this time, the witch looked at it for a long time, and finally shook her head.

"I don't think the painting is good either."

"Although it's my mother's blood."

Look at her before paying.

Considering this person's true form, this person's mother must not be a simple being. She was actually painted with her blood?

"Speaking of which, now do you understand why I asked you to find this?"

"Let me think."

Look at the painting before paying.

"Don't you want to tell me that the people outside have actually been living in a painting? It was painted with your mother's blood."

"Guessed it right!"

The witch's tone showed no fluctuation.

"But it may be different from your inherent concept. For us, the concept of mother is more similar to a root or a seed, rather than direct reproduction.

In fact I haven't even met her."

"When I was born, the outside world had been destroyed."

"Although the specific process is not clear, basically the world has encountered a disaster, which involves various powerful beings.

And at the last moment, someone hunted one of the powerful beings and used her blood to paint the world as the last refuge of mankind."

"Amazing power!"

Although he had already guessed a few things, he still let out a heartfelt sigh before paying.

"Yeah, it's a pity that too many years have passed, and blood will corrupt."

"Is this why natural disasters started happening here?"

Before paying, he pointed to the lower right corner.

"Natural disasters are just one of the manifestations."

One of the manifestations...

Fu Qian suddenly thought of something and raised his right hand to face the witch.

"Human pus too?"

"Get that thing out of my face!"

The witch looked disgusted.

"But yes, this is also a manifestation of corruption."

"What about the Curse of Losing Color? I remember you said before that human pus and the Curse of Losing Color are in opposition?"

"Before answering this question, I have a question to test you. Why do you think that person painted such ugly seven rays at the end?"

Why specifically draw the seven rays...

Before paying, I looked at a few graffiti in the sky.

"In order to make people have faith? And then awaken and enter the sequence?"

"Correct answer! That's the purpose."

"The reason is that, to put it bluntly, this is a painted world after all, which is fundamentally different from the real world.

If ordinary people want to survive here for a long time, they must truly integrate into the paintings, otherwise they will be easily excluded."

"So the eclipse curse is a sign of rejection?"

Please understand before paying.

"Yes, those people who were unlucky and excluded, their existence disappeared from this world little by little."

"The seven lights were created to solve this problem. They are channels into the world in the painting."

"As long as you can awaken based on the seven lights, no matter which one you are, you will be completely synchronized with this world.

From now on, not only will it not fade, but it will also share a long life and strength."

"This is originally a very good design, but as I said just now, blood will corrode over time."

"Many years have passed, not only has the loss of the essence of power become increasingly serious, but it has also become increasingly difficult to enter the sequence."

"Even this group of people who have synchronized are also implicated in the corruption of the world. Human pus grows in the body, which in turn aggravates the loss of power."

This is actually the case...

Connect everything at once before paying.

"Is this thing irreversible? Is there a solution?"

"Yes, I have!"

The witch stared forward, feeling neither sadness nor joy.

"Draw another picture."

"But the original world will be destroyed in the process, and these people will die."

The next chapter is the ending of this article. I have a tight schedule to finish it tonight. I will try my best to update it tomorrow morning. Have a happy weekend everyone!


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