Chapter 940 'The Despair of the Lamp God in the Thunderstorm'
Bob's second visit is the mage Derna in the snowfield east of Slater Bay. This is a well-known magician in the Casa Empire. He guards the coastline of the bay and also guards against the bordering barbarian tribes.
When colleagues meet, they are enemies, and Bob also wants to take the magic hat from the other person's head. Violet is worried that some kind of uncontrollable battle will break out.
The female barbarian was very worried about the white-headed mage and followed him with thousands of people.
Xu Zhi squatted in the elemental world bored. He would definitely not follow Bob. At most, Bob could just call him out when he needed him.
The old mage promised to give him a higher-end magic parchment next time, which made Xu Zhi feel more hopeful.
"Trees in the elemental world can grow very tall."
Xu Zhi couldn't complain about this advantage. If necessary, he could take a photo and print it out to show Bob what a very tall tree looks like.
The home theater has been delivered to Jack, and the thank-you gift for Jellis has also been handed over to San Theo.
Xu Zhi looked through the many gray contracts for a while. He was still looking forward to Ella Donne's active summons. As long as they were a little familiar with each other, he could also express his interest in the spiritual shield.
Compared to Jinkara, he has too many advantages, and Ella Don should make a better choice.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a warmth in his third ear.
I quickly turned to the special agency contract column, and Hexis' contract suddenly appeared.
Hexis' Special Agency Contract: Sir Zhizhi, I'm suddenly interested in your terrifying art long sword. Can you take it and talk about it?
Contracted Item: Level 6 Fireproof Potion
Level 6 Fire Resistance Potion: Gain fire resistance effect, reduce the damage taken when suffering from fire attribute magic attacks by 60%, and reduce the damage taken when suffering from fire attribute physical attacks by 30%.
The boss who made the potion was handing out benefits again. Xu Zhi thought about it and hesitated for a long time. Dracula's plague sword had gone cold, turned into white dust and was buried in the garbage. Where was he at this moment?
I can find one that is exactly the same.
Don't go, that's not good.
Go ahead, there's nothing good to get.
It is even more unreliable to bring some game consoles to the boss of Hexis. The other party is being targeted by His Majesty Leo. If he dares to throw these unique items, he will die.
After thinking about it several times in his mind, Xu Zhi realized that his poor art had been exhausted, so how could he communicate.
Repetition is a routine, and it will definitely make Hexis dissatisfied.
This boss is also very serious and can mess up things easily.
Xu Zhi touched his third ear and rubbed it a little, indicating that he had received the message.
"Xiao Suo, do you understand art?"
Xu Zhi decided to ask Somla for help. After all, he lived a very long time and was at the top of the class. He should have a lot of knowledge about art.
"Hahaha, Master, I was known as the creator of the pinnacle of djinn art back then. I am good at painting, calligraphy, painting, pigments, fine craftsmanship, and flower art. I am good at everything."
When Xu Zhi excitedly took out the paper and pen, the old djinn began to draw. According to Xu Zhi's request for horror art, Somra decided to show off his talent.
After more than ten minutes, "The Despair of the Djinn in the Thunderstorm" was completed.
"Xiao Suo, are you sure this is a horror painting?"
Xu Zhi held a long piece of paper, which was filled with dense lines. Although it was very abstract, Xu Zhi could see that Somla was drawing lightning, but there were too many lightnings. Such a piece of paper could not be spread out.
There are thousands of them. Isn’t Somra unhappy if he doesn’t draw them all?
"Well, where is your djinn and despair? Where is the terrifying effect?"
Xu Zhi's understanding of art was very superficial. He had never understood those famous paintings in his previous life. He could only follow what others said, saying, "Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay."
"Perhaps my artistic talent is too shallow."
Xu Zhi thought to himself, and then he saw the loneliness on Somla's face.
"Master, I didn't expect that you also know little about art."
"Yes, I sincerely ask for advice."
The horror art sword was gone, so he had to get a horror art painting.
In this way, it might not seem so embarrassing. If Hexis is satisfied and can complete the contract casually, that would be the best. Anyway, Somra can be drawn in ten minutes, which is much easier than making potions.
"A djinn wanted to practice lightning magic. In order to explore the mystery of lightning, he flew high into the sky and dived into the thousands of lightnings."
Somra said slowly, pointing at several lines on the long paper.
"He flew here in a whoosh, flew here in a whoosh, and watched these dense and terrifying thunder and lightning."
Xu Zhi nodded, he finally heard the word horror.
"In the end, he found that he couldn't learn these lightning abilities at all, and he almost despaired."
Somla's fingers gradually moved towards the middle of the long paper, and then he continued: "Looking at the thunder and lightning in the sky, his heart was filled with despair, and he decided to take a risk and try the power of lightning. Maybe he could understand it."
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After being silent for a long time, Somla raised his head and said with a faint expression: "Unfortunately, he failed, and his body turned into powder under the violent blast of lightning. Master, look here, I specially drew a little shadow, this
It is the last remnant of the djinn, and also his last despair."
"Xiao Suo, your painting is very good, very scary."
Xu Zhi took back the painting with difficulty. Somra's art was hard to understand. Hexis would kill him if he saw it.
"Look at this."
Xu Zhi took out the facial painting that Hexis had obtained from Hexis. He was by his side at the time, and Hexis's painting was flowing smoothly. Although the image he drew was terrifying, it was pleasing to the eye.
Art, at least it has to be as natural as Hexis to be called art.
"Hey, this is the entry-level painting for an art lover. I hope you can take it as a treasure. It is much worse than my "Despair of the Djinn in the Thunderstorm"."
"First time entry point, art lover."
Xu Zhi's head is a bit big. Although Hexis calls himself an art lover, he has real skills.
Looking at the facial painting on the left, and then at the "Despair of the Djinn in the Thunderstorm" on the right, Xu Zhi felt that this was not the despair of the Djinn, but his despair.
"If you want to communicate with this art lover in the lower world, there is absolutely no problem in using this masterpiece of mine. It will definitely scare him out of his wits and make him prostrate himself at the threshold of horror art from then on."
Somla patted her chest with a look of honeyed confidence on her face.
"Xiao Suo, that's an immortal-level boss, don't trick me into death..."
"Hey Badanmu, the master doesn't believe me. Come and seek justice."
Watching Somra go to the village chief, Xu Zhi felt a headache. The village chief only knew what art was, but his greatest skill was just climbing trees.
"Zhizhi, let's see. Lala is right. This is very artistic."
The old green man held Somla's painting vertically, but he didn't hold it in the right position. Looking at the slightly twisted horizontal lines, he followed Xu Zhi's reasoning seriously.
"Look, the village chief is praising me. Master, you are blind and ignorant."