Fu Qian understood why the witch reacted that way when she saw the pus stone.
This person has long known the future of this world and has no desire to interfere.
"Speaking of which, why are you here? Are you still locked in the deepest part of the prison?"
Before paying, think of any questions you had before.
"Where else would we go?"
The witch sighed silently.
"When I was born, the world was already a chaotic and scorched earth. It was really boring."
"I wandered around for many years, and finally found a trace of my mother's flavor here, as well as a group of survivors."
"Although he is weak, he can still communicate."
"Of course, they are more afraid of me."
"So have you met the artist of this painting?"
"No."
The witch shook her head.
"Although there were still some capable people here at that time, they were far from capable."
"After some interactions with Xiao Xiao, I found that they were not welcoming to me. Then I pretended to be captured and asked them to seal me underneath."
"Although this world is narrow and broken, it is still more interesting than the outside. That's why I stayed here until now."
"No wonder, there are obviously some legends about you circulating here, and they are not very friendly."
Before paying, he sighed and turned his gaze back to the painting.
"You just said you would paint a new painting. Is it so easy to do it?"
"It's not difficult in the first place, the key lies in the paint."
"Pigment, are you trying to say that your blood can be used?"
Before paying, he looked at the witch in surprise.
"As forces of the same origin, there is no essential difference."
The witch picked up the paint tray next to her and sniffed it carefully.
"But only on this drawing board. That's why it is said that the old world will be destroyed."
"Are you ready? You will be both the creator and the destroyer of the world."
"Why should I paint?"
"Otherwise? Do you think I'd be interested in painting with my own blood?"
The witch looked at Fu Qian with a strange expression.
I'm also not very interested, but very motivated.
Fu Qian thought to himself.
After all, his mission goal is to destroy everyone's pus.
If she really wants to destroy the world as she said, it can be regarded as completing the mission in disguise.
He thought for a moment before paying, then reached out and took the brush next to him.
"Let me tell you in advance, my art skills are average."
"It doesn't matter, you can try it as you like. I'll give you some basic ingredients first."
The witch waved her hand, and the next moment, there was a ball of crystal clear liquid in the paint tray, with countless ghostly ripples echoing on it.
"Can I mix it with something else?"
"You can mix anything, you are the creator now."
The witch gave a playful smile and seemed to be very happy to observe Fu Qian's reaction.
anything……
After thinking for a long time, he threw the pen away and stretched out his right hand.
In the wound on the palm, the human pus has expanded a lot more than before and is constantly surging.
In the witch's surprised gaze, Fu Qian directly pressed his right hand on her blood.
Following a silent scream, the originally crystal clear blood became turbid little by little.
After a long time, Fu Qian raised his hand, looked at the ink-colored liquid stained on it, and slapped it directly on the drawing board.
In the sky of the world in the painting, a dark light in the shape of a palm suddenly appeared, and the seven lights turned into eight lights.
"you……"
The witch's playful expression disappeared and she turned to look at the glass window.
A vast hand-shaped light slowly emerged, occupying a large area of the night sky.
The whole body is dark red, with only a ray of light coming from the edge.
It's hard to imagine how the residents would react when they saw this scene.
"Why do you do this?"
The witch looked at Fu Qian's hand.
"The world is going to be destroyed anyway, so it doesn't cost any money to try."
"I was just thinking that since the Seven Lights are the channel to integrate into the essence of the world, is it possible for corruption to become a part of the essence of the world."
Look at her before paying.
"Based on your description, I can understand how you feel when you see this world.
Everything will be born and die, and I also think there is no need to forcefully intervene, so I am not prepared to redraw this world.
If corruption can become part of the nature of the world, rather than being rejected as an anomaly, then I think the world will at least not be so chaotic in the process of decline."
"Well, there's already a reaction."
Let the witch look at the palm of your hand before paying.
The black fluid has gradually settled down and no longer feels like a living thing.
It began to slowly dissolve, turning into an illusory shadow aura, and finally integrated into the body completely.
In just a moment, Fu Qian felt the erosion of time, and his body was aging rapidly.
He shook his arm before paying.
"Actually, it feels pretty good, and the negative effects of awakening seem to have disappeared."
"The natural price that comes with each sequence in the past should be the result of being too synchronized with the world? The side effect of trying to maintain eternity?"
"It's an interesting idea, considering decay as part of the world."
The witch was not in a hurry to answer his question.
"Sure enough, imagination is very important."
"In this way, the human pus is resolved, and the increase in the discoloration curse caused by it will return to normal, and there will even be an additional way to awaken."
"The only price is that the awakened people become like ordinary people and can no longer avoid aging, but I think this is more reasonable."
"Those people just need to avoid the blizzard."
"It's just that turning seven lights into eight lights may have some impact on faith."
Fu Qian's behavior obviously aroused the witch's interest.
"I thought of it!"
The witch suddenly pointed around.
"I can establish a new sect here, representing the faith of the Eighth Light."
"What should I call it... I have to say that your painting is a bit ugly, Blood Finger, Dark Moon?"
"Dark Moon sounds better."
Before paying, there was a serious comment on the side.
"I also think that this place will be the Dark Moon Church from now on, and I will be the first pope. Are you interested in becoming a Templar or something like that?"
"Dark Moon Knight? It sounds good."
[The current mission has been completed, 1-019 was successfully contained]
At this time, a familiar voice sounded in my ears, announcing that Fu Qian's attempt was successful.
In a short period of time, everyone's pus has been transformed.
Save time and effort!
I am very satisfied with this batch processing operation before paying.
"Got to go?"
As if feeling something, the witch raised her head and looked at Fu Qian.
"Why do you say that?"
This time Fu Qian was actually surprised.
"Intuition, there are many secrets in you."
"Yes, the matter here is over. Fu will travel around the world, so we will say goodbye."
"Oh well."
The witch smiled slightly, jumped down from the high stool, and bowed gracefully.
"Goodbye, mystical connoisseur of aesthetics."
"Goodbye, unknown beautiful girl from the universe."
After saying hello, the scene in front of my eyes flowed.
The next moment, all the church witch drawing boards disappeared, and Fu Qian appeared in the warehouse.
Sorry for being a little late, have a happy weekend everyone!