Chapter 559: Here Comes the Little Brother
Chapter 559: Here Comes the Little Brother
You again... Didn't you and Director Scorpio both suffer heavy losses? How are you still able to cut through my painting?
As he watched Felicia, who had been caught by a giant trumpet flower in the slashed canvas, struggling desperately, Prince Andre's expression darkened.
He reached out and smeared the sky on the canvas, sealing the gash made by the knife. Then, he picked up the palette knife beside him and pressed it against the arm that was pulling Felicia, scraping forcefully towards the trumpet flower to pull her out.
"Damn!"
Seemingly sensing the impending danger, Leon shouted from within the painting and quickly dodged the path of the palette knife. He then looked at the canvas in shock, which had become a chaotic mess of colors after the scrape.
Tsk! What a troublesome guy!
Seeing Leon in the painting successfully avoiding the palette knife through some kind of instinct, Prince Andre couldn't help but furrow his brows. He raised the knife again, aiming at the canvas, and scraped down forcefully.
After the initial shock, Leon in the painting seemed to have gotten used to this bizarre attack method. He moved nimbly, avoiding each strike of the palette knife.
However, as the palette knife scraped again and again, more and more colors were removed from the canvas, leaving Leon with fewer places to dodge and making it increasingly difficult to evade.
When Prince Andre, with a stern expression, scraped away all the space for Leon to dodge with two strokes, and was about to slash towards the center, Leon had no choice but to stand his ground, holding the Scission Silver Dagger in his hand. He swung the dagger towards the invisible threat that seemed capable of erasing everything!
"Clang!"
A crisp sound of metal clashing echoed as Leon's desperate strike caused the palette knife in Prince Andre's hand, which could erase anything, to be cut in half. A powerful force knocked it out of his hand, and it fell to the floor with a thud.
Is this... a truly divine-level anomaly?
After glancing at the silver dagger in Leon's hand in surprise, Prince Andre flexed his numbed wrist and then picked up the palette without expression. He squeezed several tubes of paint onto it and began to silently mix the colors with a brush.
...
Finally, he stopped.
After waiting for a while, Leon, who was covered in cold sweat, realized that the sense of impending doom, as if he would be erased, did not continue. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Although Director Scorpio had fallen, his judgment was still sharp. Prince Andre's ability, which not only made him invisible but also unclear about the origin of the attacks, was indeed something he was least skilled at dealing with.
Moreover, as his Immersion Value increased and his physical condition improved, the duration of the Drunken Immortal buff had shortened. When he rescued Felicia earlier, the Drunken Immortal emblem on the panel had already dimmed.
If not for the powerful Scission Silver Dagger, which could cut through almost anything, blocking that last strike, he would have been erased without the protection of the Drunken Immortal buff.
So... I didn't drink enough!
Taking advantage of Prince Andre's pause in the attack, Leon chugged wine into his mouth to replenish the Drunken Immortal buff while holding the Scission Silver Dagger. He rushed to the door of the secret room and slashed at it with all his might.
I've already seen it! Your soul is inside! As long as I can break into this secret room... Damn!
Seeing that the secret room had been cut open but immediately sealed again without a trace, Leon's face darkened slightly. He turned around and rushed towards the trumpet flower, pulling Felicia out.
"Le... Leon!"
The emerald-eyed maiden, clearly still shaken by her previous experience, had just crawled out when she said with teary eyes:
"I was just in the First Industrial Zone, and then a ray of sunshine appeared, followed by a flock of birds fluttering... Oh no!"
"There's no time to worry about your birds now!"
After tucking the frightened Felicia under his arm, Leon shouted for Frankie to throw out the fishing line and pull the sleeping Director Scorpio from a distance. He tied the director to his back, facing away, and then turned and ran.
Although during this investigation mission, Director Tian Xie had only been beheading, betraying, and acting as a rogue observer, not only did he fail to accomplish anything, he even caused quite a mess. However, his experience and judgment regarding anomalous objects were still credible.
Even a "professional" like him claimed that Prince Andre's abilities were very special, a type he was least adept at dealing with, and even approaching him would be dangerous. Naturally, Lyon couldn't be stubborn; when it was time to retreat, he had to flee without hesitation!
Was he being too decisive?
Watching Lyon make a single slash on the canvas and then immediately abandon his attack, fleeing with Felicia and Director Tian Xie, Prince Andre frowned slightly. Ignoring the fact that the colors were not yet adjusted, he picked up his brush and slashed horizontally, adding a raging river to the painting.
In the instant the brush touched the canvas, a huge, muddy-colored river surged forth in the direction Lyon was heading.
The waves rose high, over five meters tall, with a formidable momentum that seemed to sweep away everything in its path. It roared as it crashed down towards Lyon, frightening the emerald-eyed maiden he held under his arm, causing her to scream with a pale face.
"It's over!"
"Not yet!"
Facing the mighty river, whose color seemed somewhat insubstantial and slightly "faint," Lyon took a deep breath. Then, amidst Felicia's screams, he gritted his teeth, brandished his knife, and leaped towards the surging waves.
"Swoosh!"
With the enhancement of 59 immersion points, Lyon's Crescent Silver Dagger displayed terrifying effectiveness.
The moment it touched the gleaming blade, the river's highest point, nearly six meters tall and spanning over three hundred meters wide, split directly from the center. It then crumbled with a thunderous sound, turning into patches of muddy-yellow paint that splattered onto the ground, which had been reduced to ruins by the bombardment.
Immediately after, as if Lyon's action of cleaving through the waves had angered something, new attacks followed one after another: ravines crisscrossed, mountains overturned, winds howled, and firestorms raged... On some days, even huge, mountain-sized red meteorites fell from the sky, tearing through the air with a deafening roar.
However, no matter the attack, when Lyon's silver dagger struck, it would cleanly split them in two, instantly turning them into colorful paints that fell from the sky, causing no harm.
What a nuisance...
Watching Lyon on the screen, brandishing his Crescent Silver Dagger and leaping to behead the dragon he had painted, Prince Andre couldn't help but sigh. He got up and walked to the corner, where he took down the painting "Royal Banquet" from the easel.
Holding the "Royal Banquet," which was missing one person, he returned to the massive canvas. He cut out a piece from the section in front of Lyon's escape route and connected it to the edge of the "Royal Banquet." Then, he lightly wiped the junction between the two paintings.
Swoosh.
A faint light flashed, and the seam, over a meter long, instantly vanished. The two paintings merged, transforming the desolate ruins of Zone 1 Research Facility into a joyful banquet, becoming the centerpiece of the entire canvas.
At that moment, Lyon, with Felicia tucked under his arm and Director Tian Xie on his back, was frantically fleeing. Suddenly, his feet slipped, and he fell directly into a luxurious pool, creating a loud splash that drenched the nearby guests.
"?!?!"
(End of Chapter)
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