It’s not like this wizard is inappropriate

Chapter 142 The painter’s most perfect canvas (please vote for me)

It was a laugh, but Brother Da Zhuang still looked serious when he mentioned this witchcraft.

"It stands to reason that when we seize witchcraft records from other people's homes, we need to give them the originals, and we take the backup copies with us. This is a rule, and everyone abides by this rule."

"But this time Brother Lu decided to take it away secretly because he didn't want this witchcraft to spread."

"The literal translation of the original name of witchcraft should be 'your heart is my heart'. I hate that some people are unilaterally practicing Xin Yada, so they just translate it as 'heart to heart, string of incense'."

Hearing this, the others laughed mischievously.

But I saw Brother Da Zhuang’s eyes were serious, and his expressions became solemn.

Professor Cao squinted his eyes sharply, "Specific effect!"

"That nun is very powerful." Brother Da Zhuang recalled and sighed, "The specific function of her ritual magic is to exchange hearts with a wizard who is about to become a lich, and then she can pass the wizard's Peep into the spirit world, and continuously absorb the spiritual energy from the spirit world through the heart you put in the wizard's chest."

Wow~

Suddenly several witch hunting knights stood up.

Doctor Zhang's expression changed, "Good guy, isn't this an improved version of the furnace? If this succeeds, then the Witch Hunter Knight will have to completely update the version?"

Professor Cao frowned and looked at Brother Da Zhuang, "For such ritual magic, you would rate it as 'not important'?"

"I knew you would be anxious." Brother Da Zhuang sighed, glanced at Lu Dexian sitting beside him, and shook his head, "I tried it, but it didn't work."

But when exactly he tried it, he refused to say.

In fact, everyone can guess something. Lu Dexian's mother is a wizard, maybe...

"But it's just another whimsical attempt..." Brother Da Zhuang said nothing more.

In fact, he had a vague guess that maybe Lu Tingyu's body was torn apart in the end, and each organ became a lich. Maybe it had something to do with this attempt.

After all, his wife's heart was beating in Lu Tingyu's chest at that time.

But it's hard to say. Judging from the way Lu Tingyu tore himself apart at that time, if it was as guessed, it was probably either his wife or Lu Dexian's mother who had turned into a lich and entered the spirit world.

He respected Brother Lu very much, and now that he was dead, he naturally didn't want to mention this anymore.

"Wait!" Dr. Zhang gave him a confused look, "In other words, you brought this witchcraft back from abroad, and you did the translation. Because it was brought back secretly, and those who know this witchcraft, Just you and Brother Lu?”

"Yes." Brother Da Zhuang was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"How did Ghost Face think of coming here to steal this witchcraft? She didn't touch anything else?" Dr. Zhang looked suspicious.

"How do I know?" Brother Da Zhuang spread his hands, "Every document in the warehouse has its own protection plan. You didn't notice that she also took other ones. Maybe she just happened to take this one and also He was discovered before he could get anything else.”

Professor Cao shook his head, "Not that many possibilities!"

"I think so too. How could there be so many coincidences?" Dr. Zhang frowned. "Think about it, who have you told about this witchcraft?"

Brother Da Zhuang rolled his eyes, "You doubt me? Oh, I know, you will say that I, a rough guy, accidentally revealed it. Hey, don't say that. I really didn't tell anyone."

"This..." Dr. Zhang expressed doubts.

Professor Cao nodded, "If it's not you, then who did Brother Lu tell you back then to investigate this point?"

But he hesitated and shook his head, "As for the secondary tasks, our focus is still on hunting the lich 'Kapok Tree'. His banyan tree and eyeball witchcraft do not seem simple."

That's the benefit of having a leader.

Even if everyone can't wait to find trouble with 'Ghost Face', someone needs to stand up at this time and sort out what is most important and what is most urgent for everyone.

Know the priorities.

It is clearly clear that the most important thing is the kapok tree that is close to turning into a lich. It is not only related to the safety of the more than 20 million ordinary people in the city, but also whether the antlers can defend the territory of Shenhou City.

Although everyone was unwilling to do so, they could only act according to the order.

The leader of the deer antlers has unquestionable authority.

But searching for such a cunning top wizard is not an easy task.

Even with the help of the rabbit-eyed demon hunters sent by the 'Southern Alliance', even with Lin An, an undercover agent who infiltrated the enemy.

Lin An often went to the "Crazy Wizard's Tree Hole" at night, but it seemed that because of the frequent hunting activities of the Witch Hunting Knights, the wizards were hiding, and there were only a few people in the headquarters.

Almost nothing happened in the next few days.

It's like a heavy rain suddenly hit the city. Now the clouds and rain have stopped, but there is no sunshine. Looking up, a bigger storm seems to be brewing.

Lin An's life was very regular during this period.

In the morning, he went to the company to direct his artists to continue to develop the "green-skinned portrait" and "gray-blue fur portrait". In the afternoon, he went to the slaughterhouse of the Witch Hunter Knights to dismember those lichs.

Except for the great battle that captured a large number of wizards and matured them into lichs, the Antler Witch Hunting Knights did not arrest wizards on a large scale after that.

As long as they don't look like 'dark wizards', most of them turn a blind eye. Of course, they also have the intention of using this to hang out the kapok tree.

On this day, the office of the company's special projects team suddenly erupted into howls of excitement.

Because the 'Green Skin Portrait' was finally completely completed, team leader Lin An gave them a week's paid vacation as promised.

"These don't look as evil as the green ones, but they still have a special flavor. I think players will be more receptive to this level."

The young boss rubbed his chin and stared at the portrait on the computer screen carefully.

The green skin portrait is not just a color pattern, its own texture, color, texture and other details give the pattern a very unique charm.

"Anzi, do you think this gray is particularly suitable as the background color of the road?"

"And this brown and black one, I think it fits the background of the building?"

"Anzai? What are you thinking about?"

Lin An sat aside, looking a little dazed. Seeing the little boss calling, he also glanced at the screen and nodded, "Well, except for the green one, the others can be applied in many places."

"It's amazing!" The little boss looked at the pattern on the screen in amazement, "It's really very impactful. I think I can start to form a planning department, and then let those people model the flavor according to these To plan the story background and plot of the game.”

Lin An nodded, said nothing, chatted for a few words, and came to his office with a calm expression.

turn on computer.

He thoughtfully opened the green-skinned portrait, which had not been toned at first, and carefully felt the charm on it.

"Self-struggle, desire to seek breakthrough but suppressed again due to self-restraint?"

It is so consistent with his current state of mind.

Of course, he is gradually releasing this inhibition and is on the road to breakthrough.

With this further understanding, looking down at this green-skinned portrait, you will have more wonderful insights.

But that's not the point.

just.

Just now.

When he saw the final product shown to him by Zheng Miao and his subordinates, the 'green-skinned portrait' in the dark place in his body also lit up.

No, I can’t say it’s lit up, I should say it’s become real.

It's as if there is a layer of leather.

He has been exposed to a lot of leather recently, peeling it off from the Lich's body, piece by piece.

But the leathers of the two are so different. The Lich's leather still has a lot of obsessions, desires, and longings attached to it, but it's the extremely extreme kind.

But the green-skinned portrait in front of him was so pale.

It seems to be just a layer of background color, a layer of background color full of charm, which seems so lifeless.

"It's missing something!"

Lin An had the intuition that this thing looked so thick and yet so thin.

He mobilized his spirituality and began to assist his brain in thinking, and a large number of memories were mobilized as his reference.

Finally, his eyes lit up, and a sentence jumped into his mind - it has a spirit, but no form!

Yes, this thing is invisible.

If you want to make up for it, Lin An has just such an ability.

——Spiritual drawing.

Thinking of this, he took a sharp breath, a little unbelievable but intuitively aware that the answer might be true.

"Drawing spirituality on this thing?"

After the painting is completed, it will exist just like the black cat portrait.

No, there should still be some differences!

What the difference was, he was really looking forward to it.

He couldn't wait to leave the company, find a place to hide, and draw this.

As for what to draw, he already had the answer.

The kind of monster that looks like a snow leopard!

He had worked so hard to mobilize his spirituality to observe every detail of the snow leopard monster. In order to stimulate every instinctive charm of this monster, he persisted for a full 5 hours under the siege of Feng Xin and Da Zhuang. .

Can it succeed?

He doesn't know, he only knows that if he can succeed, he will really have the power to save his life in the extraordinary world!

"This is such a treasure!"

Lin An looked at the green-skinned portrait on the screen with burning eyes. He suddenly realized one thing - he had a large group of obedient and highly skilled subordinates that the little boss had worked hard to recruit for him. As long as he drew an initial shape , can be handed over to these subordinates to perfect, and then he will have a continuous output of such leather portraits.

This kind of leather...

It is simply the most perfect canvas in the hands of a painter!

He never thought that his work of seeking social value in the ordinary world would be the greatest help that could provide him with help on the path to the extraordinary world!

Affected by the typhoon, there was heavy flooding here, and we were busy all day long. Everywhere in the house was a mess. I don’t know if I have time to write the remaining two chapters. If not, two updates today. If there is, it will probably be released at night. So I would like to apologize to all my book friends in advance.

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