Soul Painter

Gao Fan specially put the blue-backed golden eye, which looks like a beautiful handicraft, with the eyeball-shaped demonic traits, together with the 'Suck' mouth of the black box.

Then Gao Fan saw in the system menu that his "anatomy" skills began to decline, the speed was steady and rhythmic, from 100 to 99 to 98 and then to 97, every point of reduction in skill value was equivalent to dozens of points of sanity The loss of value, but Gao Fan not only did not feel distressed, but also felt very excited.

Because now that the system menu has feedback and the 'anatomy' is depleting, it proves that the 'autopsy' technique works for the devil trait!

This is also the reason why Gao Fan taught the black box the two-stage skills of 'hypnosis', 'divination' and 'autopsy'.

Because black boxes are better at using these tricks.

Needless to say, 'hypnosis', Gao Fan lost his mind after seeing the ultimate, and then returned to normal, which is already a black box.

'Divination' was tried by Gao Fan. If he used it, he could only toss a coin to test the good or bad luck, and it was even inaccurate. 1 point, but it will be different if it is given to the black box, and the effectiveness will be stimulated to the maximum in an instant.

Otherwise, it would be hard for Gao Fan to imagine that the 'hypnosis' at 1 o'clock, if one of the incarnations of the operator, Han Meimei, committed suicide.

And with 1 point of "divination", it is difficult to discover Luc Villiers' malice towards him.

As for why the black box can master these two second-stage skills so quickly, Gao Fan thinks it may be that it itself is a mysterious product, or that the level of the black box is higher than that of human beings, or even higher than the ordinary old days. After all, its Source is ultimate.

Therefore, Gao Fan also taught the cause and effect of the 'autopsy' to the black box, which is very clear.

At this moment, with the decline of the 'anatomy' skill value.

A magical scene appeared.

The devil's eyeball seemed to be sucked into the black box, and began to twist and deform, changing from solid to liquid. It looked like a blue-skinned gold-striped slug, desperately trying to escape the black box's suction.

hey~

Gao Fan casually took out a hazel-shaped oil paintbrush - this thing is a consumable, and it is everywhere in the villa.

He poked the blue-skinned gold-striped slug about half the size of his palm with a paintbrush, trying to stuff it into the black box, but just as he touched it, a sound like an ancient barbaric bell and drum sounded in his ears. voice.

"Ada Nasimus!"

The voice was angry.

At this time, Gao Fan's inspiration was soaring, and his inspiration was forcibly 'tuned'.

A blue-black sea appeared in front of him.

There is a wooden trestle bridge leading to it from the shore.

The sky was overcast.

The surface of the sea is almost still.

The whole picture looks oppressive and heavy.

But there is also an inexplicable ease.

Gao Fan was walking on this wooden trestle bridge. He didn't understand why he was walking forward, but he was already moving forward, just like the effect of time on human beings, unknowingly, all the way forward, irresistible .

The further you go, the closer He is.

He is a sky blue that is lighter than the dark blue of the sky, like a thin layer of fog, shrouded in the sky and the earth, He is extremely huge, and its overall shape is a huge blue slug with a round belly, looming in the dark clouds The golden light and lightning are His eyes watching the world.

He floated on the sea like this, bigger than an aircraft carrier horizontally, and touched the clouds in height, even if Gao Fan raised his head, he couldn't see the whole picture of him, but a sense of bleakness arose in his heart, like walking on the road of life At the end of the road, this great existence gives people a completely different perception. Other great existences are the raging sun, so he is the crisp wind of sorrow.

"Adomda!" He said.

Gao Fan gradually understood what he said, because the mysticism on the system menu has increased by 1 point, and it is now 76.

He heard the giant blue slug asking, "Are you guilty?"

"I..." Gao Fan tried his best to maintain himself, under the pressure of negative emotions such as loss, decadence, and guilt in his heart, he barely said a word.

After saying this word, he suddenly felt as if the shackles were broken on his body.

This is the first time he can say a word with his own will in front of an old one.

Before that, facing any old days, Gao Fan's reason was hovering on the verge of collapse, his heart was full of fanatical worship, and his mouth was singing praises to him, but at this moment, Gao Fan stood up! He finally stopped kneeling! He has the qualifications to communicate with the old days on an equal footing!

hey~

But once the consciousness is proud and slack, negative emotions immediately invade. Gao Fan only feels exhausted and weak in the next moment, and all kinds of helplessness come to his heart.

"I...was wrong..." Gao Fan's knees gave way, and he knelt down on the wooden trestle bridge.

I'm so stupid...! wrong!

"How dare you steal the power of the all-seeing God, now hand it over!" the voice said again.

Stand up for me! Stand up!

Gao Fan didn't hear what the old man was saying at all. He tried his best to stand up again, but it didn't work. He not only knelt down, but even knelt down with his head deeply on the ground. His personal consciousness, In front of the vast existence like the universe in the old days, it is as small as dust.

Even if Gao Fan's mysticism is 76, then the old days in front of him are one of the origins of mysticism, and the number can no longer describe the mysterious sheer size he possesses.

However, when more powerful pollution invaded Gao Fan's spirit, the pressure became weaker. The sea, cloud, trestle, and the old days that looked like a huge slug in front of Gao Fan's eyes all began to disappear. Gao Fan The inspiration that was forced to be at the same time also returned to reality in an instant.

He saw that the blue slug with golden stripes had been completely sucked in by the black box. Without the devil's traits, without the devil's tentacles interfering in the world, Gao Fan naturally got rid of the old pollution.

Gao Fan came back to his senses and suddenly felt frightened. Fortunately, the black box can eat the devil's traits quickly.

Feeling that the old days are indeed the old days, Gao Fan can communicate positively with upper or lower races such as 'Buddha', 'Lao Tzu', and 'Moose Cat', but it doesn't mean that he can remain indifferent to the old days.

Now that the devil's traits have been swallowed by the black box, can the black box give Gao Fan back to reason?

Gao Fan opened his mouth and bit down on the mouth that says 'Suck'...

At this moment, the door was pushed open with a 'bang'.

Lawrence and Anna rushed in with panicked expressions. Before Gao Fan understood what happened, they had already grabbed Gao Fan and asked very nervously, "Gao (little brother), what do you want to eat!"

What am I eating?

Gao Fan felt a little baffled, I didn't eat anything, if I had to put it that way, I was still a little hungry.

"Did you stuff the bug into this thing just now? And then you suck it out now?" Lawrence asked in a very surprised tone, his expression and gaze seemed to be looking at a genuine psychopath, "Little brother, Let's go to the hospital!"