Dawn of the Grey Tower

The reason why painting is painting is that it can be circulated and appreciated, of course, because it does not change. Painting is not an architecture, it will not change for a long time because of the wind and frost. Painting is not music, and it will not change because of the difference between musicians and instruments. Painting is painting, which cannot be destroyed or undergo a little damage. The image recorded on the paper or cloth must have a weight to stand in the passage of time and space. So the things in the painting will naturally not move. Of course, for most people, such as Saihe, the main reason why the painting does not move is because its essence is only the smeared paint, and the paint loses the possibility of autonomous movement after drying, which should be the case.

"Crunch!" The monster started to stand up from the chair before Saihe responded. The sturdy body and armor made this person as staggering as a hill. The goalkeeper didn't hesitate when he got up, reaching with one hand to the lower edge of the bench decorated with metal carvings and satin cushions, and turned it aside at once, making a shocking sound. He looked like a ferocious wave, heading straight towards Fioni's position. Then, before the Kraken reacted from the loud noise behind him, he was easily pushed aside, then raised his clenched fist and waved fiercely at the woman in the painting. Fioni, who was pushed aside, clearly saw that the woman's eyes in the painting had been following the monster's body, which was not a response that an ornament should have.

"Boom!" The fist wrapped in steel penetrated the oil painting on the wall without accident, and continued to push the wall forward with a spider-web crack. The silent goalkeeper withdrew his fists, and blood was left in the cracks of his fingers. This unreserved punch undoubtedly made him suffer. An oil painting with a large hole hung on his forearm was ripped off the wall, and then thrown casually on the ground like waste paper. The mountain monster ’s gaze passed through the shadow cast by the helmet. He clearly saw that there was nothing on the canvas he had penetrated. The woman who was supposed to be in the oil painting was gone. "Trick." A deep voice came out of the armor with some disdain and fear.

Fiony leaned over and carefully observed the painting. Now he can be sure that human art should not have such agile eyes. "Surveillance? Or ..." The Kraken thought, if it was only a means that the witches used to spy on the three of them, there was nothing. But Fiorni actually denied it when he spoke of this possibility. There was no reason for him. He felt strong hostility from the woman in the painting. He believed that the monster must have made a judgment to destroy it for the first time. No matter what the things in this painting wanted to do, she couldn't let her go on.

"What's wrong with this? What happened?" The scenes that were too abrupt and shocking at the moment made Sahe completely unable to understand for a moment. He got up from his chair and asked the other two people. But the child did not know that the moment he got up, the oil lamp cast a shadow behind his back, and the movement of this shadow was not consistent with its owner.

"It's nothing. It's just that Miss Jialun's warning doesn't seem comprehensive enough. Even if we don't eat or drink, there will still be people who want to come to the door." The Kraken stood up, and he noticed Sekh behind his eyes in an instant. It's just that he didn't say anything, and walked to the side chair as if nothing had happened, looking like he wanted to declare that the little commotion was over. The monster swayed his helmet, observing other parts of the room, especially the walls, and seemed to be looking for other possible paintings.

"Really? Well, then you have taken her, I mean looking for someone who came to your door, have you drove her away, right? Or are we going to find the sea, I mean Ms. Jialun asking for help?" Frightened child Asked with a trembling voice, as an aboriginal who grew up in a frustrated bay, his fear of witches had reached a subconscious level. Hearing the companion telling a witch to come into this room with hostility, his legs began to tremble slightly. This is not to blame him, because of the prestige of the witches in this city, it would not be better to change an adult here.

"It's okay, this little problem doesn't have to bother Miss Gallen. Besides, she also warned us not to leave this room, right." But she left the first place herself, Fioni thought when saying this If there is no problem with Jialun ’s previous warning, then at this moment when there is an enemy in the room, the witch ’s early departure seems a bit weird. It felt as if Garen had acquiesced into a hostile witch who was hostile to the three. But considering the system of the witch corps, this kind of thing is not impossible.

"Yes, she said so. She said we should not eat anything, drink anything, and do not leave the room. She said so." Saihe's lips were pale, and he had not eaten for a long time or Drinking water, the sudden stimulation made the child's body a little overwhelmed, and the sense of dizziness hit his brain, causing his footsteps to flutter.

"Saikh, are you calling this name right?" Fioni noticed the child's condition and took two steps forward as if he wanted to support him, calling for the child's name.

"Yes, Mr. Fishman. This is Saihe, this is the name that Ms. Hella gave me." It seemed to think that Hella gave the boy strength again, and he shook his head, stubbornly wanting to disperse his mind Dizziness. The result turned out to be counterproductive. The whole person lost his balance and collapsed into the chair behind him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ And as he and his shadow got closer and closer, the shape of the shadow became more abnormal.

Fiony's eyes narrowed. He knew that at this time Saich must not overlap with his shadow, otherwise something bad would happen. The Kraken squeezed his right foot, and his slender body rushed toward the boy like a sharp arrow. He saw that he stretched out his left hand and pulled Sekh into his arms, and then immediately turned away from the shadow, etc. When he stopped, the Kraken's right finger pointed in the direction of the shadow, in this way to warn the other party not to approach. This is actually problematic, because as Saihe ’s body position changes, his shadow should also move, but as the boy left, his shadow remained in place and gradually became A very different look.

"Retreat." The heavy steps came from the goalkeeper. The monster held a wooden leg of the bench that he had just overturned in his hand, and its sharp section made it a substitute for talking better than nothing without weapons. Fioni nodded and stepped back behind the soldiers, holding Saihe, but Yu Guang of the Kraken also kept alert behind his back, especially the shadow.

Just when the monster and the weird shadow confronted each other, and the atmosphere in the room was extremely tense, the door opened with a squeak. Peg and Gallen appeared at the entrance of the room, looking at the situation inside, and their faces suddenly became difficult to see. "Be careful! That's the shadow beast!"