"You don't have to worry about who they are. Anyway, they were killed by the emperor, but the worm has really escaped."
When Yaweng said this, his expression became serious: "Although it is not my turn to talk about this matter... I also know that Ligredo and Bode will definitely scold me. But I still decided to mention this matter to you.
.
"Only you, as a heavenly chariot, have the same origin as the worm's power, and can directly 'devour' the worm instead of killing it... Only you, as a complete heavenly chariot, can fully control the power of destiny and will not be killed by the worm.
put one's oar in.
"If it's possible... Annan. I mean, after you ascend to godhood, if you are sure...
"Please go to the future through the [Sixth Phase Purana] and hunt down worms."
Ya Weng still didn't say anything, but Annan also knew what he meant.
The crane can indeed interfere with, kill, and eat worms.
However, the worm itself is very resistant to the crane and has a special concept of "killing the crane".
And even if Annan had to resist this restraint and defeat the worm... Yaweng could not guarantee whether a more powerful worm would hatch after the sky wheel swallowed the worm.
But faced with the dilemma of "worms escaping the seal in the future", it seems that this is the only way. Because worms can see the past and the future, they have the means to change the past from the future... If the worms are not eradicated, then the world will
It will become more deformed.
That is the "invisible enemy" in the true sense.
"And in order to prevent your sublimation ceremony from being disturbed by worms..."
Yaweng said slowly: "We actually thought of a strategy before.
"That is, first ask the Moth Mother or Miss Good Luck to take you to another world. Find a suitable 'alien-level' nightmare... a world where a 'Crane' has never been born. You want to
Complete the ascension ceremony from there.”
"What about Ingrid?"
Annan couldn't help but ask: "The worm will change the past from the future and push Ingrid to complete the ritual."
"That's easier."
Yaweng said more lightly: "Then kill her.
"I saw that your players started to gather here...right? Father Shi has already reported this to me."
"Why?"
Zhi Ji muttered at the side: "Why don't I know..."
"You don't need to know."
Yaweng glanced at her with a straight face: "What's the matter with you? If you want to have nothing to do, go to the Great Glacier to help Annan find the [Heart of Justice]. Ligredo will definitely be happy."
"Woo..."
Zhi Ji wailed: "But it's so far..."
"How far? You must turn into a dragon and fly there, otherwise you still want to find it on foot? Forget it, just go ahead."
Yaweng directly ordered: "Draw three paintings for me. It is considered as homework. Counting the heart of justice, it can be completed within a month.
“The requirement for the first painting is to depict a glacier, and it must have a high-level impact, and the cold air must at least be able to penetrate through the window; the second painting must depict an extremely cold storm in the North, and the requirement is to give the indoors the same feeling as a large glacier.
The cold wind; the last painting is of yourself flying over the glacier... Because you can't see yourself, this requirement can be lowered appropriately. As long as you can move and speak."
…What kind of devil’s request is this?
Annan was stunned.
But Zhi Ji just made a sad face: "There is no problem with the painting... Do you really want to go now? I also bought something for Annan, but I didn't give it to him."
"Then tomorrow. As soon as possible. Don't delay."
Yaweng replied succinctly and clearly: "You are the one who drew it, and I understand you very well. You are as lazy as me, and you don't want to move anymore if you put it off.
"But even if I don't move, my level will continue to improve. If your talents are lower, you have to work harder...otherwise, sooner or later some new 'God of Painting' will appear to surpass you."
"I think that's a good thing..."
"It is indeed a good thing for the world. But it is not a good thing for you. I will still scold you for being lazy.
"I know you want to sell paintings to people to raise money for those painters who have no talent. This is your idea. I won't interfere with the career you want to do. But why do you paint such ordinary paintings?"
Yaweng knocked his knuckles on the table again. Annan observed that this was an action that Yaweng particularly liked.
During this short conversation, Yaweng had already knocked on the table several times.
Zhi Ji lowered her head, like a student being scolded.
She defended in a low voice: "The paintings I sell are tailor-made for the collectors according to their level. If they are mortals, I might harm them if I give them cursed paintings; their
If my aesthetic ability is not enough and my painting is too advanced, they will not understand..."
"Nonsense!"
Yaweng's voice rose a bit: "You are [beautiful]! When did it become other people's turn to decide on 'aesthetics'? This is an excuse!
"You said that you are afraid of harming others by drawing curse paintings. I accept it. Then why don't you practice more? Try your best to draw some curse paintings, even if they are auctioned?
"You haven't painted seriously for almost seven or eight years, right? You are a good painter. With just a few strokes, you can create a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation in the eyes of mortals. However, even if that painting is to them
, is already a peerless treasure, but is it really like this to you?
"You teach those painters who have no talent but study hard, give them money, let them paint seriously, and let them pursue their dreams. What about you? How long has it been since you painted a painting wholeheartedly?
"Do you think you are worthy of the teachings you give them? Do you think they will really admire her if they know the real Paper Princess and that their idol is such a painter?
"In other words, do you teach them this way because you think it is [right], or do you simply hope to retain the painters, let them stay in this industry, and love those paintings as much as you love you? Or?
Is it true that you are just a 'painting' and are satisfied that you can actually give alms to the painter?"
There were no curse words in Yaweng's reprimand.
But the words were so sharp that they almost made Zhi Ji cry.
Annan watched quietly from the sidelines.
You probably know why Ya Weng was able to scold those painters out of their minds...
"Then I'll leave now..."
Zhi Ji said in a low voice.
She secretly rubbed her eyes, but then denied what she just said: "No, I'll leave tomorrow. I want to paint a picture for Annan with all my strength today.
"My painting skills have not deteriorated... I want to prove that I am still improving."
"As long as you don't regress, I'll count you as making progress."
Ya Weng said coldly on the side: "As Annan said, 'Learning is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.' Even I will create at least twenty hours a day.
"You have to remember, Lisa. When you stop, the world does not stop with you. As a god and the idol of those painters, you should set an example."
After Yaweng finished speaking, he turned back to look at Annan.
His expression suddenly softened.
He added: "I know what you are going to do. Don't worry, I will have my pope take care of you.
"The requirement is that you cannot let this country fall into war. If the city is damaged, you have to pay for repairs; if your men kill mortals, they must also pay compensation and apologize to the relatives of the victims. At the same time,
, you can’t tear my church down. In the end, only your name will appear in the history books.
"If you can agree..."
When Yaweng said this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I can make Orpheus Denisoa become the next generation of King Denisoia."