I, The Occult Painter, Draw The Truth

"Just now, fell asleep..."

When Mr. Mask was about to speak, such a sentence suddenly sounded in the hearts of the mysterious people.

The voice wasn't speaking a word, it was strictly a syllable.

This syllable is difficult to describe in words.

It's very twisted, weird, and confusing.

As if the evil god was whispering in his ear...

If it is heard by ordinary people, there will be immediate problems in the mental state, and may even go crazy.

Fortunately, this syllable is not malicious, and existences such as Mr. Mask are also mysterious and highly receptive.

Moreover, the existence of this syllable made everyone secretly understand the true meaning of the syllable in an instant...

It just fell asleep...

...

If it weren't for the white porcelain mask on his face, Mr. Mask couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

I dared to say that when he just asked, the other party was sleeping soundly?

Before that, when a group of them were secretly researching the entry method, this guy was also sleeping?

Damn, it's really a blind feeling...

The succubus next to him closed his mouth tightly, for fear that he would laugh, and at the same time sighed in his heart, it turns out that those big eyes are not so fierce...

Even, there is a bit of cuteness...

The flaming bears, swallowing vines and other mysterious hearts are basically the same feeling...

Mr. Mask quickly adjusted and whispered:

"It's ok."

He turned his voice and asked:

"That world... can I enter now?"

The huge blue-black tentacles stopped making a sound, just squirmed lightly, and soon disappeared...

Seeing this, the secrets are a little confused...

But the next moment!

The scene in front of them suddenly began to change strangely!

...

The blue-black tentacles left, but it also obviously brought all kinds of mysteries...

In the mysterious eyes of Mr. Mask and others, all the sights in front of him are quickly fading, and while fading, they are quickly revealed...

If I have to describe it, it's like a ray of light is scanning the entire room. After scanning, everything seems to have not changed, but it has indeed changed...

The creator who was lying quietly on the reclining chair in the room disappeared, but the reclining chair was still in place...

The dim light outside the window also disappeared, replaced by a palpable gloom...

The room has generally not changed, but it is no longer quiet and bright, but a little dark and gloomy...

Soon, all the mysteries understood that they had officially come to another world...

That is, the world of "Old Days Come"...

...

And in the real world.

The mysterious people who were standing in the studio suddenly began to dim and finally disappeared.

The room was quiet again.

Only the breathing of the young creator.

And the ticking of the clock...

...

in the world of The Old Days.

Mr. Mask's eyes gleamed faintly, and he came to the window of the room and stared at the outside world.

The outside world is dim, forever dim, endless darkness.

The whole city was empty.

Desolate, lonely, and a touch of horror.

Mr. Mask looked up.

I saw that the sky above this empty city was covered with thick and vast clouds.

And among the clouds, there is a huge, indescribable terrifying eye!

It is opening, looking at the city below, at the room where Mr. Mask is...

As for the body of the eyes, it is hidden in the depths of the seemingly endless clouds.

A shadow loomed over the sky.

Its true appearance, no one can imagine...

besides.

There are also countless huge tentacles moving slowly in the clouds. Occasionally, some tentacles stick out from the clouds, revealing their blue-black skins.

Compared with those tentacles, the tentacles that have just appeared in the real world are simply pocket versions...

...

Mysteries such as succubus also came to the window.

When they saw the outside world, they were all shocked.

"This is 'Old Days'...it's incredible..."

The succubus murmured, a trace of awe in his heart.

"Yes, this is the world that the creator just created..." Mr. Mask said in a low voice.

The flame violent bear, devours the vines, Kiki.

The three secretives stood behind, big heads and small heads raised together, staring at the sky...

The face is incredible.

Of course, the swallowing vine does not have a face, its inconceivable is manifested in the mouthparts...

The room fell silent again...

After a long time, the succubus opened his mouth in doubt:

"I found that this place seems to be the same as the real world..."

Mr. Mask did not show any surprise. He quietly looked at the world outside the window. After a few seconds, he suddenly laughed lowly:

"This place can barely be said to be a mirror world of the real world... However, I prefer to call this place... the plane of shadows!"

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