I'm almost reaching the maximum level of evil god, and you're advising me to change my job

Huang Ye held a shovel and stepped into the territory of the strange paper man.

Looking for the figure of the strange or the contract master.

His posture made the contract master sitting in the pavilion in the pool frown slightly.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Qiudi's hand holding the teacup stopped in mid-air.

Some people couldn't understand what kind of confidence the other party had to take the initiative to attack.

Although the scope of the world in the painting he controlled was not large, only one square kilometer.

But Jiang Qiudi knew very well the special nature of this painting.

It was rare to construct it purely based on the extraordinary power of the strange paper man.

Ordinary people couldn't find a way out when they entered the painting.

It was not like most strange domains, which were divided into ranges and enveloped the people in them.

As long as you walk out of the strange domain, you can get out of danger.

In this ink painting-like domain, if you can't find the killing rules and characteristics of the strange paper man, it is simply wishful thinking to want to leave.

"Are you bluffing?"

Jiang Qiudi sneered contemptuously and sipped the ink-colored tea into his throat.

It was as if he was drinking black sesame paste.

It made his figure seem more colorful.

Here, the figure of the contract master was also a simple outline drawn by ink.

It blended into the whole world.

It was as if he was a figure in an ink garden, difficult to distinguish.

"But..."

"What level is this kid?"

After drinking it in one gulp, Jiang Qiudi was a little confused.

He was very sure that the young man who called himself Huang Ye could not be higher than him.

But why did this strange paper man think that he was threatened and took the initiative to protect himself?

Could the other party really hurt himself?

Jiang Qiudi couldn't believe it.

He knew the intelligence of the Tianjiao in those cities, and it was impossible for them to come here to the Sea Dragon King.

Even their high-level people would not do such a reckless thing.

But he couldn't detect the truth at all.

Facing a low-level person, this was the first time in his life.

"Is there an object that can block the extraordinary level?"

Jiang Qiudi put down the teacup, slowly got up, and left the pavilion.

If that's the case, it's a good hidden treasure.

His black and white eyes were slightly excited.

I didn't expect to catch a good fat sheep.

Not only did he have the secrets of the extraordinary ants, but he also had extra gains.

It made him satisfied.

But in his heart, he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy.

He walked through the long corridor with a gloomy face.

Although this weirdness is very useful and has strong life-saving ability, it is also a heavy burden for the contract master.

"This is the bad thing about controlling the weirdness."

"It is also a strong threat to the controller."

"As the level increases, there is also a strong desire for the contract master himself."

"It is a completely ungrateful wolf."

"I think from the perspective of the weirdness, it is not the view of the master and servant."

"It is to regard the contract master as private property, so I will be protected."

"Once the level difference between the two is too large, the weird slave will counterattack and take over the master."

Jiang Qiudi's black and white figure hurried.

Came to a lawn courtyard.

The footsteps suddenly stopped.

Her eyes were solemn.

On the road ahead, there stood a dead woman.

Her appearance was the same as in the ancient painting, with a round face and small, narrow eyes.

Her clothes were black and white silk, and she held a round cloth fan in her hand, which was antique.

Her waist was slender, and her upper and lower body was plump.

The only color on her black and white body was the blush on her cheeks.

"Bad luck!"

"I ran into this thing as soon as I turned around!"

"If it weren't for the fragility of its main body, I would definitely not want to come in and see it!"

Jiang Qiudi cursed inwardly, ignored the other party's gaze, and walked straight past her.

On her thin face, a trace of fear appeared in the tension.

He had a sense of urgency.

As the later stage is reached, there is always a need to exchange the contract object.

This strange paper man will definitely not last long.

There are already signs of backlash.

Especially when I enter the painting, it will always appear at the first time.

But the early strength of the beast pet is really too poor.

If it wasn't a top-level pet, he wouldn't want to occupy the contract grid.

"If that extraordinary ant really has a queen."

"Contracting it is a very good alternative."

Jiang Qiudi's face was gloomy, and he immediately walked into a flower forest.

His eyes were searching urgently.

He could sense that the strange paper man was coming again.

Even as a contract master, he had to avoid the attack of the strange pet.

...

"What would be the pattern of killing?"

Huang Ye walked into the rockery area of ​​the world in the painting.

His eyes were lost in thought.

But soon, he gave up such a basic approach of finding patterns.

"As long as the contract master and the strange pet are killed, there will be no pattern of killing."

"The only difficulty at present is to find their location."

Huang Ye looked around, all of which were rockery that blocked his view.

He walked through the scenic area with his head down, and after winding around, he suddenly saw the light.

A potted dwarf tree outlined in black and white appeared in front of him, and the leaves on it were hazy, like fog and water, but solidified above the treetops.

Huang Ye carefully pulled down his mask and blew hard, and found that the leaves would not fluctuate at all.

He then touched it with his fingers, and it felt mellow and sticky.

"Will it fade?"

Withdraw your fingers, the fragrance of ink spreads on them.

Huang Ye saw that the fingertips were stained with ink.

He felt carefully and found no discomfort at all, and no unusual invasion was found.

"This place is weird."

"It doesn't appear to be dangerous, but it is disturbing."

Huang Ye had a stern face and sharp eyes.

After wiping the ink on his trouser legs, he pulled up his mask and left the potted plant area.

This weird atmosphere was something he didn't want to face.

There is not even as much information as the original tomb group.

At least Huang Ye knew how to pick up the shovel in front of him when he entered the Land of Gods for the first time.

And everything here is covered by the black and white world.

The information is hidden very deep.

If there are no instructions, you may not even be able to get around it for the rest of your life.

Huang Ye would rather face the strangeness head-on than play boring hide-and-seek.

In games like this, the longer you delay, the lower your chances of winning.

If it weren't for the fact that the naked killing black hole was still effective, he might not even have the thought of staying here.

"The black ink is the shadow, and the rest is white space."

"But it can create a real pool of water."

Huang Ye's steps were firm but aimless.

Then we came to a pool of water.

He kicked rocks off the gravel road, causing them to fall into the lake.

The sound of "ding dong" is clear and sweet, causing black ripples.

Huang Ye watched quietly, and then walked to the edge of the pond.

The probe looked toward the water.

"There are reflections."

The self in the water is different from the black and white in Huang Ye's imagination.

On the contrary, the color is consistent.

The color reproduction is very high, only a little bleaker than reality.

"It's hard to find."

"Contractor and Weiyi didn't come to see me either."

"Why?"

At the edge of the pond, Huang Ye was slightly irritable.

It's like you have no energy and nothing to do. Delaying and waiting is the most frustrating thing.

And as the time he stayed here extended, the uneasiness that emerged deep in Huang Ye's heart became stronger and stronger.

"I feel very bad here."

Huang Ye breathed heavily and was about to turn around and continue searching, but his figure froze.

He turned back suddenly and looked at the reflection in the water again.

But in the reflection, the gray-white mask was stained with a layer of inky black.

Become two different colors: black and white.

"Color changed!?"

Huang Ye's heart sank and he pulled off the mask.

But he saw that there were no black ink stains on it, only the original blue and white color.

He knelt down and placed the mask above the lake.

But he could clearly see in the reflection that there was indeed a layer of black spots in the mask.

Moreover, the fingers holding the mask also had black ink spreading.

Half of the left palm was assimilated by the ink.

Even the trousers Huang Ye wiped his hands on earlier had ink smearing on them.

"Can the traces of the invasion be seen only on the water?"

Huang Ye held his breath.

In his eyes, the mask didn't change at all.

Even the fingers are in normal condition.

Only in the water are there obvious differences.

"clatter--"

Huang Ye loosened his fingers and let the mask fall to the water, making an extremely slight sound.

But what made Huang Ye's eyes freeze was that the mask did not float on the water, but quickly turned into black and white.

Become one with the whole world.

Finally, it sank into the water and was never seen again.

"If you don't pay attention, you really won't find such a change."

Huang Ye looked at his palm through the water again. At this moment, the invasion had penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The entire left hand was reflected in darkness.

He stood up solemnly. Judging from this speed, he would be completely assimilated in less than ten minutes.

"Become a slave, or become part of the world in the painting?"

Huang Ye looked in the direction where the mask disappeared.

I think it's the latter.

After all, not any treacherous realm has the effect of transforming people into treacherous slaves.

It's like one of your own qi transforming into the three pure beings, but another self is split from the body.

Currently, there is no effect of transferring the slaves.

If it doesn't exist from the beginning, it won't have such a function even if it grows to a later stage.

"I can't touch anything in here."

After Huang Ye pondered, gravity quickly emerged from his feet, just like walking on the sea before, creating an invisible barrier between him and the world in the painting.

Then, he took the shoes to the water and observed them, and sure enough he saw that they were soaked in black and white.

If worn for a longer period of time, it will erode Huangye's own skin color.

"Puff!"

Two sneakers were thrown into the water, splattering with dark ink.

"Hiss!"

He then tore his pants open and threw them into the water as well.

Finally, without blinking, he twisted off the left palm that had spread to the wrist. The aorta ruptured and sweet blood surged out.

But on the wrist, the granulation is growing rapidly.

He didn't know the dangers of the ink.

But it is also clear that as long as this layer of media is cut off, oneself will be much safer.

"Can't hide?"

Huang Ye came to the water again.

Check for exceptions in itself.

I found that a pool of ink stains quickly appeared on my mouth. Even if I threw away the mask, it was still unavoidable.

Even the feet are fading again.

This abnormality made Huang Ye's eyes look a little strange.

"I'll give myself five minutes."

“If you can’t find them, you have to leave.”

Huang Ye decisively turned around and left the pond.

Realizing the current situation, extreme passivity.

All the ink paintings here are trying to assimilate themselves.

If he didn't have the divine killer move of killing the black hole naked, he might be destined to be unable to get out as soon as he entered.

Even trapped to death.

"wrong!"

Huang Ye walked back to the gravel road.

A small, towering bamboo forest appears ahead.

The whole body of the bamboo was smeared with thick ink, hiding the road behind it.

If you don't go around the bamboo forest, you won't be able to see what's going on behind you.

But it was this detail that made Huang Yeban suddenly wake up and feel scared.

He suddenly realized that the road in this garden was long, narrow and winding, leading to an unknown place.

But if you think about it again, that’s the biggest problem.

These gravel roads are more like weak guides.

The scene changes after a few steps, making people walk deeper and deeper along the road without realizing it.

"drop--"

"drop--"

"drop--"

Beside the bamboo forest, there is a bamboo tube dripping black ink.

The clay pot that fell below was slightly overflowing.

Huang Ye walked away with a sullen face.

Standing on top of the clay pot, his pupils trembled.

I saw that most of his face was smeared with black ink.

Lost the original color of skin.

When he lifted up his sweatshirt to reveal his obvious abdominal muscles, he saw from the reflection in the water that part of his body was completely black.

He withdrew his gaze from the water jug ​​and looked at his body in reality.

There is nothing unusual about it.

But invisibly, I will become a part of the world in the painting.

"The Naked Killing Black Hole was also slightly affected."

He put down his clothes and felt it seriously.

It is indeed felt that the divine envoy-level skills and signals to the outside world have become unstable.

Huang Ye realized that he could not move forward.

He immediately wanted to step back.

But when he turned around, his face turned cold.

But I saw that the way back behind me no longer existed.

Even the pond behind the bend was nowhere to be seen.

I saw only a lawn, surrounded by flowers.

In the center, there is a round stone table, surrounded by four round stone chairs.

Huang Ye squinted and saw a cup of tea on the table.

The tea is inky black.

White heat rises.

"this……"

"Could it be the key to the killing pattern?"

"Crack, or trap?"

…

The world in the painting.

In a house sketched in ink.

Jiang Qiudi walked out with a sullen face, looked up to the sky, and saw the way out.

As long as he is willing, he can walk out of the blank space.

He first looked around and found that the strange thing was no longer around, and then he smiled calmly.

"It should go find another person."

"Fortunately, I remembered the location of the tea, so I didn't waste time."

"According to time."

"The young man should be trapped."

However, this incident did not make Jiang Qiudi happy.

Although his deceitful pet has powerful confinement capabilities, it cannot distinguish between friend and foe.

Especially at this level, they are even more unwilling to listen to their own words.

Jiang Qiudi could tell that the strange pet had the intention of devouring its master.

"That young man can't die yet."

"But, I can't survive."

"It is his destiny to become part of the picture."

He walked down the steps.

In Jiang Qiudi's perception, somewhere in the world of the painting, two lines of ink, one deep and one light, were rapidly approaching.

He smiled leisurely.

Looking forward to the young man named Huang Ye.

Become pen and ink and write your own memories in this painting.