Chapter 280 Ye Zhi's Friendship Skills, Painting Spirits and Mirror Spirits
There was a bloody rain, the sky was dark, and a bloody wind was blowing everywhere.
The water level of the blood pool has already overflowed the soles of the Fiery Sun Fighting Lion. The Emperor-level Warcraft stood firmly in the blood pool, engaging in a fierce fight with the Blood Hand, the incarnation of the Blood King.
This strange and huge bloody hand, with its palm immersed in a pool of blood, came and went freely, revealing the oppressive feeling of a six-ring creature.
Every swing would leave a blood-red afterimage. The five fingers made entirely of blood were as sharp as blades, leaving bloody marks on the huge body of the Fiery Sun Fighting Lion.
The more injured the Fiery Sun Fighting Lion is, the more the Blood King's "Bloody Hand" can turn its blood into its own. Therefore, the war of attrition is quite disadvantageous to the Fiery Sun Fighting Lion!
The Fiery Sun Fighting Lion possessed legendary magic and was the guardian beast of the Golden Lion Kingdom. It was not afraid even when facing the incarnation of the Blood King. It wanted to decide the outcome with thunderous means, but soon realized that even if it defeated the Blood Hand, if it could not cut off its energy source, the Blood Hand would only gather again.
After all, Blood Hand has the advantage of being at home. If the Blood King's altar hidden in the castle is not destroyed, the Sun Fighting Lion will be passive! "I will stop his incarnation, Ye Zhi, hurry up!"
The majestic male voice of Lieyang Doushi echoed in Yeats' ears through telepathy.
Ye Zhi replied: "I have entered the Blood Spider Lord's castle and am currently looking for the demon altar you mentioned!"
Normally, if you want to enter the castle, you must first answer the password of the "human-faced gate", and this password is carved on the stone wall of the stairs on the way here, written in the blood clan language.
However, Grey possesses supernatural powers, so she simply uses the most violent and simplest way to pass the level!
Ye Zhi was in mixed emotions and looked back at the door that was blasted through by Gray.
Puzzle? No.
I don't know where this is, I just know that I'm going to go on a killing spree.JPGThe castle hall has a grim atmosphere and dim lights, decorated with blood-red carpets, black floor tiles, and golden candlesticks.
There was a crimson desk in front of him, and a strange blue flame was dancing in the fireplace behind him. The handrails on both sides of the desk led to the second floor of the castle. At the height of the sight, in the center of the stairs on both sides, there was a huge portrait oil painting hanging.
The woman in the painting is dignified and beautiful, with round and smooth breasts, skin whiter than snow, lips like cinnabar, and slender hands folded in front of her body.
This turned out to be a portrait of Lady Matilda Lee. She was more beautiful than the real person, with a layer of charming light and shadow on her face, which was the "Rembrandt light" in oil painting techniques.
Gray tilted her head to the left, then to the right, and said curiously:
"Yeats, do you feel that the person in this portrait is looking at us?"
No matter which angle you stand at, the woman in the painting seems to be staring straight at you.
Ye Zhi thought for a moment and quickly realized that this was the "painting spirit" born in the oil painting.
A painting spirit is a ghostly creature that can manipulate and change the content of a painting, and shuttle back and forth in an oil painting. A powerful painting spirit can even create a small world directly in an oil painting.
Ghosts can be good or evil, and painted spirits are not necessarily hostile creatures.
Ye Zhi's eyes moved slightly, and a plan came to his mind.
Soon, Yeats threw a "friendship technique" into the oil painting.
As his charm increased, Ye Zhi showed his white teeth and smiled slightly.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the woman in the painting actually looked away, with a slight blush on her cheeks.
Gray and Diamond both widened their eyes with surprised expressions: "What's going on?"
Ye Zhi had anticipated this scene and said calmly, "Basic operation of the bard."
As the saying goes, "When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss blushes." (Wrong) Yeats's charm is enough to make Lilith, the lord of lust, recognize him.
More importantly, Ye Zhi also used the "Spell of Charming Eyes" bestowed by Lilith.
This smile made Hua Ling feel a little confused and her face blushed uncontrollably.
There is no reason not to use this guide who comes to your doorstep.
Ye Zhi stared at the painting spirit, injected the trickster's bluffing ability into his voice, and said gently: "There are enemies in the castle. We are the helpers invited by Lord Blood Spider. Please lead us to the altar of the Blood King. We have something important to do!"
The woman in the painting seemed a little hesitant, her eyes wandering, fixed on the iron gate that was stomped on behind Yeats, her suspicion was self-evident.
Ye Zhi rolled her eyes at Grey, but Grey was calm and pretended not to see anything.
"We have to take emergency measures. The enemy has frightened the door so tightly that it cannot be opened. We have no choice but to take tough measures."
Yeats made up an excuse that seemed full of loopholes, but with the help of the "flawless lie" blessed by the mist, it sounded plausible and barely convinced the painting spirit.
Then, the woman in the portrait came to life. She was originally sitting in the painting, but now she stood up, bowed gracefully to Yeats, and pointed to the side.
Her figure disappeared from the painting, and the seat in the painting was empty. Yeats was stunned and looked around. He found that the painting spirit was standing in another painting in the corridor and waving at him.
"You seem to have really convinced her." Gray whispered in her ear, "She is willing to lead us to find the demon altar!"
Yeats said: "This is how the bard's great success in persuasion works."
"Follow him." Zuanya stood on Ye Zhi's shoulder and said, "But be careful not to be dragged into the painting by the painting spirit, otherwise it will be very troublesome to rescue you!"
The wise salmon Feitan said slowly: "There was once a story. Legend has it that there was a solitary painter who fell in love with the woman in his painting. This obsession gave birth to a painting spirit in the painting. Later, the painter disappeared. In fact, he was spotted by the painting spirit and brought into the world of oil painting."
"The two got married and had children in the painting, which led to the original single-person portrait oil painting gradually evolving into a two-person oil painting, then a family painting, and finally a family portrait of four generations living together... Until now, the content of the painting is still constantly changing."
Ye Zhirui commented: "This is actually a pure love story."
Zuan Ya added, "Gray, do you think Ye Zhi really wants to have such a story with Hua Ling?"
Ye Zhi's forehead jumped.
Zuanya, I have tolerated you for a long time, let’s go out and fight you one-on-one later!
Gray said calmly: "Yeats is not the elf like Perron. He can even kill ghosts."
Ye Zhi was stunned for a moment, then nodded with deep understanding.
If Peren was here, not only would he make friends with Hua Ling, he might even have a child with her.
The gold content of the God of Love's choice is so terrifying! "Let's go quickly. I can't wait to see what good things are in the altar!" Zuanya urged.
"Are you sure it's a good thing, not some resentful thing that wants to take over someone else's body?"
Ye Zhi muttered to himself, quickening his pace to keep up with the painting spirits that kept shuttling back and forth among the oil paintings in the corridor.
The corridors along this route are lined with all kinds of artworks, statues and paintings. There are even gargoyles disguised as statues that serve as guards, staring coldly at Yeats and the others.
However, the painting spirit is located in the center of the castle and shows the image of Lady Lee Matilda, so its status in the castle is obviously not low.
In the eyes of this group of gargoyles, Ye Zhi and others were important guests personally received by the painting spirit.
Ye Zhi also deliberately released scarlet fighting spirit, disguising the breath of the vampires, which made the gargoyles close their eyes quietly——
They can defend no one but themselves.
Otherwise, Yeats would have to waste more time smashing all these gargoyles.
Finally, Hua Ling stopped in a landscape painting next to the door of a room at the end of the corridor, pointed at the door to Ye Zhi, and nodded solemnly.
From the tightly closed mahogany door, a frightening demonic aura gushed out. Ye Zhi's palms couldn't help but sweat a little, but he still pretended to be calm and smiled at Hua Ling and nodded: "Thank you, I won't bother you here, please go back."
Please...collect 6...9...books...!
Hua Ling's cheeks blushed slightly. She lifted her skirt and saluted Ye Zhi, then walked away briskly along the way she came.
"I wonder how she would feel if she knew you cheated on her." Zuanya sighed.
"So I asked her to go back first, so that she wouldn't have to witness the scene of us killing people." Ye Zhi said calmly.
Zuanya said: "You are a very nice person!"
"Stop talking nonsense, you take the lead!"
Facing the hiding place of the devil's altar, Ye Zhi did not dare to be careless. He held the little squirrel in one hand, stretched out his arm, and put the other hand on the handle of the mahogany door. He tiptoed and gently pushed it open.
Squeak——
The tooth drill was somewhat accustomed to Ye Zhi's inhumane operation, so he let Ye Zhi hold it, staring with wide eyes, and inspected the house back and forth.
This turned out to be a bedroom.
Victorian brass four-poster windows, blood-red curtains open, heavy mahogany wardrobes placed at the head of the bed, and delicate jewelry boxes placed on the dressing table. Next to the dressing table, there is a floor-length mirror, reflecting Yeats sneaking around, holding a squirrel.
Gray followed behind Ye Zhi and said in surprise, "It doesn't look like this room can accommodate an altar."
Ye Zhi quickly noticed something unusual, raised his chin towards the floor-length mirror, and said, "Maybe there's a mechanism behind this mirror."
Gray hesitated and said, "Then...should we break this mirror and see what happens?"
Gray's words quickly took effect. The floor-length mirror spoke in human language, trembling:
"Don't…wait, don't kill me!"
"The mirror can talk?" Gray asked in surprise.
A glowing obsidian was inlaid on the top of the frame, staring at Yeats like an eye, and uttering a bitter human laugh:
"As long as you promise not to hurt me...you can ask me any questions you have!"
Ye Zhi asked, "Where is the altar of the Blood King?"
The magic mirror said, "I don't know."
Ye Zhi said angrily: "You just said I could ask you!"
The magic mirror said timidly: "I only said that you can ask me, but I didn't say that I must know the answer!"
"This guy looks scared of death." Diamond whispered, "You can try to threaten him!"
This idea coincides with Yeats's.
Ye Zhi sneered: "Then why should I keep you?"
"Because I can see other people's memories!" The magic mirror said hurriedly, "For example, I know the memories of the castle owner... Don't you want to know the whereabouts of the altar? Let me look for it... You can look at her memories, maybe you will know!"
As he spoke, the image in the mirror began to distort, revealing the scene of Blood Spider sitting in front of the dressing table and taking off his earrings.
Just as Grey was about to step forward, Yeats stopped her and said that the truth was not clear yet, and that he would step forward first to test it.
Then.
Yeats paused and stared at the mirror.
The image in the mirror was so real that Yeats couldn't help but want to observe more details.
However, Yeats keenly discovered that his brain was gradually becoming drowsy, and his consciousness seemed to be sucked into the mirror!
Ye Zhi warned Dasheng that this was not a magic mirror at all, but a "mirror spirit"! A mirror spirit is a supernatural creature that lives in the mirror and has magical powers such as peeking into memories, creating illusions, and teleporting in the mirror.
Compared with the painting spirit, the mirror spirit is more threatening because it will attack the human soul. Once the soul is dragged into the mirror, it is very dangerous! The mirror spirit just tried to use words to make Ye Zhima careless. It was obviously not well-intentioned. It did not attack the flesh, but directly targeted the soul area involving consciousness and spirit!
The soul realm of a transcendent usually only consists of soul water and the tree of life, which is extremely fragile compared to the body. As long as the tree of life is destroyed, the body in the material realm will also perish.
Therefore, any means directly targeting the soul realm is extremely dangerous and hard to guard against! Ye Zhi quickly deduced the other party's plan.
In the eyes of the mirror spirit, once a human soul is dragged into the mirror, the mirror spirit can not only control one's life and death, but also use it to threaten Grey.
However, what Ye Zhi is least afraid of is this type of spell targeting the soul realm.
Not to mention the panel, the crowded divinity in the body and the mistletoe rooted in the tree of life are enough to give the mirror spirit a surprise! Ye Zhi quickly sent a message to Grey, telling her about the information about the mirror spirit, and asked Grey to pretend to be unaware, smiling and said: "Don't worry, play with it!"
(End of this chapter)