"Okay, I will be back as soon as possible. By the way, you must pay attention to that orange mask! I feel that he is definitely not simple!"

"Don't worry, I'm Sequence One!"

After watching Sal leave, the big shaman, who had been smiling just now, turned serious in an instant, and turned to the other shaman and said:

"Notify us and ask all the remaining tribesmen who have not arrived yet to go to His Highness Sal. That place is more important than ours!"

The shaman behind him immediately nodded and left, but he had only taken a few steps when the strong elephant man couldn't help coughing.

Although he didn't care, he coughed slightly as if he had a lump in his throat. But it made the great shaman couldn't help but look at the sky and said:

"Hopefully it's all just me being an old fool."

-

In the old royal capital surrounded by an army of orcs, behind the city walls carefully maintained by the Blue Hand Apostles, and within the royal palace that had been closed for many years.

Sanchez and the extremely handsome man were walking slowly among them.

Both sides looked at the surroundings in great amazement.

The Age of Gods is an extremely distant existence even for the two of them.

But as I walked, I came to a large floor-to-ceiling mirror that was still bright and bright even after countless generations.

Looking at the two people in the mirror, Sanchez couldn't help but frown slightly.

It wasn't because of the handsome man next to his mirror image with angry eyes and roars. But Sanchez remembered something else.

As if he knew what Sanchez was thinking, the handsome man smiled and said:

"Do you think the way we came in is too disgusting? Don't worry, you don't have to worry. I don't find your opinion offensive. There are many people who find me disgusting."

The way the two of them got in was actually very simple, that was disease!

A small sneeze can spray a large number of germs around, and these germs will continue to spread in the air and persist for a long time.

And with the power of the handsome man, the two of them appeared in the palace through the germs sprayed by a certain remnant.

I am the plague, I am the disease, I am everything.

This is the ultimate answer to the plague path.

At the same time, this is also really disgusting in the eyes of most people. However, it is really hard to guard against.

Wherever there is disease, even if it is not caused by Him, He can bring it there in an instant.

And because it does not come directly from the extraordinary plague, even Sequence Ones have difficulty detecting His arrival.

Of course, he might not care if he appears with this ability, but Sanchez, a normal person or a normal human god, is quite disgusting.

It just means that Sanchez has never been able to express his position directly.

But as far as the handsome man is concerned, he doesn't care at all what Sanchez and others think!

He opened his arms and said enthusiastically and excitedly:

"Ultimate beauty is not understood by the public, and this is natural!"

As he spoke, the handsome man proudly said to the Victoria Palace next to him:

"In that rumored Louvre, I heard that it is also filled with countless masterpieces that are difficult for outsiders to understand. They are undoubtedly beautiful, but they are just incomprehensible to mortals. Although it is not the same as my ultimate beauty, it is After all, different paths lead to the same destination!”

"If the Lord of Paintings and Shadows were still alive, I would really like to have a good talk with Him about what beauty is!"

Sanchez let out a sigh of relief. Even if he didn't need to, his old habits still couldn't be changed.

"Please don't forget the main reason why we are here."

The handsome man shook his head and walked forward with a smile, then gently pushed open the door covered with ancient seals, then bowed and smiled at Sanchez:

"Of course I will not forget our purpose. So please allow me to welcome you on behalf of all aesthetic pursuers!"

"Dear God Sanchez! Behind this door is the famous Louvre!"

Sanchez raised his eyebrows, then walked around the man and entered the palace behind the gate.

This is a promenade-style building with a towering dome, with numerous painted walls and windows on both sides of the building.

The most placed ones are the ancient masterpieces carefully preserved in extraordinary frames.

The corridor is so long that neither of the two people here can see the end.

The only thing they can see at the end of their eyes, apart from countless pillars, is a small white dot. That is a symbol of infinity!

After Sanchez looked at it intently, he said to the handsome man:

"The Lord of Paintings and Shadows interfered with the space here in order to place infinite paintings in a limited space. The legend is wrong. The paintings collected here are not hundreds of thousands, but infinite!"

"It's just that under normal circumstances, the collected masterpieces should be displayed, but it seems that someone took the initiative to destroy them. No, they should have activated some kind of defense measures of the Louvre."

“So much so that the Louvre today has become an endless gallery full of confusing pictures.”

The handsome man took a look, then smiled, raised his hand, called over an ancient and extremely exquisite painting and said:

"You are wrong. The paintings here are indeed infinite, but each of them is a masterpiece. They are not simply used to confuse people."

With a slight tap of his hand, the handsome man's fingers easily penetrated the extraordinary frame and touched the masterpiece inside.

Immediately the handsome man raised his eyebrows and said:

"And almost all of them are from the Lord of Painted Shadows! Trouble, God Sanchez."

280 The world in the painting

Sanchez frowned slightly when he heard this and looked up at the endless corridor and said:

"Are you saying that the nearly endless paintings here are all by Angel, the master of shadows? But, this is not normal. Wait, are you saying that each of these paintings is filled with incomprehensible spirituality and mystery?"

After the handsome man waved his hand and returned the painting to its original place, he raised his hand to summon a new one. He held the painting in his hand and said:

"It's really lucky. There is an infinite corridor here, which means there are endless paintings by the master of painting. Compared with this number, the original works of famous painters can be reduced to nothing."

"In the end, I found one of these. It's really rare."

"What's my question to you?"

Sanchez seemed impatient.

The handsome man said to Sanchez:

"You are right. According to common sense, a painting that can accommodate a world must have extremely unique and special features, such as a huge mystery or other problems that can be seen at a glance."

"But it's different here. All the works by the master of painting in the Louvre are full of such strangeness. It can even be said that every painting here is a fake of the world in the painting!"

After putting the painting in his hand back to its original position, the handsome man said to Sanchez very bluntly:

"I don't know how the Lord of Shadows does it, but I confirm that I can't crack it. So I can only look at you. You are the only god in the prophet path. You should be able to accurately bypass these tricks, right? "

Sanchez glanced at the handsome man with a smile on his face, then turned to the Endless Gallery, raised his hand and said:

"I see a sad future in which we are lost between palaces and galleries."

"But, I refuse!"

"I am Sanchez, the god who predicts the future and controls the future. I refuse that sad lost journey. Future, show us the only answer!"

Sanchez has forcibly integrated the uniqueness of his own approach. Although he is theoretically a god at this moment, Sanchez, who lacks rituals and even anchors, is inferior to the orthodox Sequence Zero in many aspects, let alone compare with his main god Buffy Morse. .

Therefore, even when facing a long-dead god, in order to modify the future and prophecy he saw, Sanchez not only spent more time and words than Buffy Morse, but also paid an interesting price --hair!

When Sanchez's voice fell, all his hair disappeared.

But what replaced it was the endless gallery's rapid retreat, and the tiny white dot at the end was also rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

By the time it was all over, the Endless Gallery was long gone. And the two of them also reached the theoretical end of this endless corridor that never existed!

Looking at the towering wall that represents the end of the palace and the huge canvas inlaid on the barrier.

The handsome man couldn't help but clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Ingres actually didn't hide the world in the painting into the infinite paintings, but directly hid it at the end where outsiders can never reach it?"

As he spoke, the handsome man smiled at Sanchez, who had become bald:

"You know, respected God Sanchez, our plague path is adjacent to the life and natural path. So if you have any ideas, I may be able to help you regenerate a hair."

"No need, the price is the price, and avoiding the price is not a good thing."

After Sanchez glanced at the handsome man, he looked at the huge mural in front of him without saying anything.

Let the plague pathway play with your body? Who dares!

It was an ancient painting that was mottled and full of scorched burn marks.

Although there are traces of scorching all over it, one can still see through the painting itself what kind of world the master of the painting depicts.

The huge mural depicts a beautiful city built in distant mountains and covered by clouds, as well as a large area of ​​fertile and fertile land and a long river with endless flow.

Regarding this painting, the handsome man thought deeply and said:

"Did Ingres incorporate the Victorian dynasty into his paintings?"

Sanchez shook his head and said:

"It should be said that the master of shadow painting copied another Victorian dynasty in his paintings."

What the painting depicts is none other than the distant view of the Victorian dynasty.

The handsome man raised his hand and touched the huge mural and said:

"The mottled canvas contains remnants of the past, and the fire that burned the world has not burned everything."

As he spoke, He slowly moved his fingers from the intact area on the canvas to the black burn mark.

"It was a fire fueled by loyalty and deceit and sacrifice."

"The flames don't seem to be coming from the painting."

The handsome man tentatively stretched his finger forward, then took it back with a raised brow, and turned to Sanchez and said:

"Have you come up with any new explanations for your predictions?"

Sanchez shook his head and said:

"We lack a lot of necessary information, but this is indeed a world in a painting. It's enough to know this."

Sanchez expressed his views expressionlessly, and at the same time, Sanchez also extended his hand to the mural.

The next moment, his arm seemed to be put into water, causing a ripple on the mural and then easily submerged into it.

Sanchez, who felt something about the world over there, said in surprise:

"What a strange world!"

After saying that, Sanchez retracted his arm in the ripples. After once again admiring the world in the painting, Sanchez turned to the handsome man and said:

"How about it? Do you want to go in together?"

Regarding Sanchez's invitation, the handsome man smiled and said:

"The world in the painting is right before our eyes, and the treasures everywhere are within easy reach. At this moment, can you tell me what your ritual is?"

Sanchez also smiled and said:

"It seems so, but what the situation in the world in the painting is is still unknown, so please allow me to put aside all confessions for the time being, and this is not something that needs your attention, right?"

"After all, we are partners. Wouldn't it be nice for me to pay attention to the situation of our partners and provide some help as appropriate?"

Because the seeds of suspicion have long been sown, not only are the two parties getting along with each other more and more eccentrically, their words and deeds are also becoming more and more unconcealed. The only thing holding it together is just a little fig leaf.

At present, the two sides can still stand together, probably only because of awe of the unknown.

It was the handsome man who finally gave in. He smiled and was the first to enter the world in the painting.

"Let's see what the terrifying Lord Knight looks like!"

Sanchez hesitated for a moment and then disappeared into the ripples.

281 The curtain opens!

When the two of them were completely submerged in the ripples, what they saw was a dazzling white light.

The next moment, both of them smelled the fragrance permeating the air. It should be the fragrance of trees that people can smell after a refreshing heavy rain at noon.

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