Stop In The Deep Sea

Although it is very unethical to break into someone else's home without permission, there is no better way at this time.

Wang Xin had his own idea: If the painter had a clean background, he could be roped in to expose the crimes of the Mimic Alliance through painting, thus reuniting the ancient warriors in the entire deep-sea base.

At this time, the voices of two mimics came from the street outside the courtyard, from far to near.

Wang Xin immediately stopped breathing and listened.

"Did you find it?"

"No, this area has been cleared of ancient warriors a long time ago. The girl is seriously injured and may have to flee to a hospital, clinic or the like. There is no reason to stay here."

"Well, but having said that, it's a good thing we didn't find her. This girl has extremely high cultivation. Mr. Xu and Mr. Hua worked together to barely injure her seriously. If we really encountered her, we wouldn't be able to defeat her."

"That's right, let's go and meet the main force at the front."

...

Hearing the conversation gradually moving away, Wang Xin regained his spiritual energy.

He said to himself: "Mr. Xu? Mr. Hua? It should be Xu Meng and Hua Tianfang."

From the conversation between the two mimics, we learned that the Mimic Alliance seems to be hunting down a girl, and her cultivation level is not low.

As the Twelve Owls, Xu Meng and Hua Tianfang have already become second-level mimics, but this girl can actually escape under the combined efforts of the two of them, which shows that her cultivation is at least above the middle stage of the Flame Realm. The exercises you practice should be quite special.

However, Wang Xin had no intention of thinking more. At this time, it was more important to understand the relevant information about the painter "Marginal Exile".

Thinking of this, he controlled his energy, removed a window, stood it gently in the corner, and then stepped into the room like a ghost.

Since it was afternoon, the virtual sun was located in the south-west direction, just blocked by a tall building in front of it. Without the sunlight, the room was pitch black.

Wang Xin touched the base of the wall and turned on the switch, and his vision instantly brightened.

Everywhere you look, there are paintings.

Stacks of A4 paper were piled on the walls, floor, tables, beds, and chairs. Even the wardrobes were requisitioned and used as temporary storage points for manuscripts.

"Oh my God, Bing Exile must be a painting fanatic. So many paintings, how much time does it take..."

Although the whole room was scattered everywhere, if you look closely, you can easily find that every stroke on the painting is well-proportioned, natural and full of details, which shows that this person is thoughtful and good at observation.

The contents of these paintings are all outlined with black pen, and they are all related to the deep sea base.

"Huh? This turned out to be... the process of Quan Henan killing the tough-armored Thorn Star!" Wang Xin picked up a painting on the ground and looked at it carefully.

"This painting shows a sea explorer searching a ruined city."

"This is a scene of twelve owl arresting ordinary people."

"There are also huge creatures, speeding capsules, and manned transport boats..."

...

"Huh? I was also drawn? Isn't this the scene where I made a big fuss at the Mimicry Alliance headquarters?"

Wang Xin couldn't help but feel dumb. The painting on the corner of the table clearly showed him using the Six Paths Buddha's Hand to fight Cheng Ye.

He didn't expect that he would also be included. After smiling bitterly, he turned his attention to the bed.

The paintings here are different. They should be recent works. They are the experiences of ancient warriors in the nuclear zone who were tricked by the Mimic Alliance.

Each painting is very detailed, and it can be seen that the painting process is very careful, and it directly restores the atrocities of the Mimics.

It is not difficult to see that this painter called "Edge Exile" is using a unique way to record the current situation in the deep sea base.

These manuscripts haven't had time to edit the video, but they are very effective, recording all the ugly faces of the Mimicry Alliance in the form of paintings.

Suddenly, Wang Xin suddenly turned his attention to a piece of drawing paper in the corner!

The content of this painting is different from others. It is no longer a record, but a bit...fantasy.

In the picture, a group of creatures with human heads and fish bodies are playing in the depths of the vast ocean.

"Beautiful... mermaid?!"

Wang Xin frowned slightly as he looked at the vivid picture.

All the paintings in this room are of major events that really happened around us.

Only this one is different.

In this case, are mermaids a real species?

According to his understanding, there are no such creatures as mermaids in the world. Their images only exist in ancient Chinese legends and beautiful Western fantasies.

But if it is just a fantasy, how can we explain this painting?

Could it be that...under the deep sea, there is a hidden underwater country that humans don't understand?

When Wang Xin was suspicious, an arrow composed of spiritual energy came through the air!

"Wha~!"

Wang Xin was shocked and turned sideways in the opposite direction to dodge the attack. The arrow missed and sank deeply into the wall, then turned into little bits of energy and dissipated invisible.

He turned his head and looked towards the door, and a beautiful figure came into view.

The person who came was a girl, dressed very simply, holding a pen in her hand. Her clothes were in tatters, exposing her snow-white skin. There was a huge wound on her thigh that was very eye-catching, and blood was constantly flowing out.

It can be seen from the ups and downs of her chest that her breath is very disordered at this time, and she has obviously just experienced a big battle.

girl? Seriously injured?

Wang Xin immediately thought of the person who had just been chased by the mimic, so he did not immediately fight back, but asked: "Are you on the verge of exile?"

The girl didn't respond, with a hint of stubbornness on her face. She quickly raised her hand and used the pen to write in the air.

Strangely enough, wherever the pen tip passed, pure spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, and gathered into an arrow in the blink of an eye.

Huge energy fluctuations emanated from the arrows, accompanied by crackling lightning, which was extremely terrifying.

When Wang Xin saw this, he quickly raised his hands and explained: "Stop, stop, stop! I'm not a mimic!"

But the girl didn't listen to his explanation at all. With a thought, the arrow shot out like a meteor.

Wang Xin's brows froze, and the "Mahattan Sutra" was activated in time. The six-path Buddha's hand appeared instantly and grabbed the arrow!

With a loud "bang" sound, the two forces collided together, erupting into energy fluctuations visible to the naked eye, blowing away all the surrounding drawing papers.

It was only then that the girl put down the paintbrush in her hand and removed the guarded look on her face.

Because that huge golden palm has already explained the identity of the other party.

"Are you... Wang Xin, the one who caused a stir in the Mimicry Alliance?" the girl asked with a pale face and a very weak look.

"That's right."

Wang Xin didn't know that he was already well-known in the ancient martial arts circle, so he just nodded stupidly: "I always thought that 'Marginal Exile' was a man, but I didn't expect that she was a girl. What is your real name?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, and finally answered: "My name is Ayano."

After saying these words, she seemed a little exhausted and fell over.