Compared to Zibock himself.

The picket captain was more concerned about whether Zibock could finish the painting.

And what kind of picture he painted.

The answers to these questions are important for the decisions he will make next.

But none of these questions can be answered now, or the picket captain has no time to look for answers.

Looking at his watch, there were more than four minutes left, and the time came to the deadline given by the captain, and the time left for Zibock was running out.

Zibock ignored the disturbances of the outside world, when he entered the world of painting, he was so focused and serious, the transcendent thread that he had seen in the Inspectorate before, reappeared, this time the line was more clearly displayed, as if Zibock could grasp it with a hook of his hand.

But Zibock knew very well in his heart that this short line was a trench in many cases, and he was not in a hurry to break through this barrier and break free from the chains, in fact, sometimes, it is much better to be imprisoned in a shack than to meet the world, and he may not be able to break free, but he can really get that great freedom.

The heart is calm, the red moon reflects the painting of the black face, between the red and the black, as if the domain of the kingdom of God, Zibock's painting has begun to have a prototype, it is a portrait of a character, the face of this character can not be seen clearly for the time being, but judging from the crown robe alone, it should be a mythical god.

The head of this god is in the first car, the body is in the second car, the legs are in the third car, and the clouds on the fourth car are like day, and the whole is cut into four parts, which looks weird, especially with this black paint, it is even more alarming.

Time remains..... One minute.

The countdown came to within seconds, and if Zibock couldn't produce effective results, then the captain would use thunderous means to wipe out all three people in the car, he had endured Zibock's tricks for too long, and he didn't want to endure it anymore.

At this moment, Zibock painted the brush in his hand, painted the paint from black to red, wantonly looked at the carriage back and forth a few points, turned into a god's eye, a gem on his waist, and a red rhomb in armor, this last step was done, and the god split in the four carriages finally took shape, and began to assemble into a complete body, this god floated along the carriage, weak as paper, fluttering with the wind.

Zibock turned around a little, pulled a stroke from top to bottom, on the back of the god, this is the backbone of the painting, through the center, suddenly the god has a spirit, the artifact in his hand, for a Tyerson pot, after the spirit of the spirit, open the lid of the pot, the smoke in the pot, surprised, overflowing the entire truck space, but not out.

The captain only realized at this moment where this god came from.

This god is also from the legend of the mountain of the gods, this legend to a large extent, is the work of all the painters of the old Lanka city, this legend was refined by the first generation of painters a large number of figures, there are gods, there are demigods, there are emperors, there are also people, demons, can be said to be an important origin of the painter's painting.

The god painted by Zibock is the god of the cover named Lova in the legend of the mountain of the gods, this god is good at changing, hiding, lurking, and the Tyrson pot in his hand has a hidden fog in it, which can be released to isolate the view, hinder the attack, and prevent prying eyes.

So as soon as the black mist in the Tyerson pot overflowed, the captain immediately ordered the black-robed pickets to shoot into the black mist.

The roar of guns resounded throughout the night, and bullets flew out, forming a whole curtain of response guns, wanting to completely envelop the world in this black fog, and kill the three people in this carriage without leaving a single piece of armor.

But since the appearance of this black fog, it has completely covered the entire area in front of and behind the car, and because of the characteristics of the spatial hole, this black fog is difficult to overflow to the outside, and can only keep rolling inward, gathering more and more thick, and finally making the area where the four trucks are located have become a complete black area.

This black realm is not only on the ground, but also between the wagons, and extends upwards, through the transparent egg that fell on the carriage, all the way through the metal wires, and the captured airships are also wrapped in the abyss.

And Eros, who had been disconnected for a long time, didn't know if he noticed this.

In this dark realm, the light could not be pierced, and after the bullet was fired, it returned without a sound, and returned to silence, as if it had never been.

When a round of bullets had been fired and all the magazines had been emptied, the noise stopped, and all the black-robed pickets fell silent, began to carefully reload, and continued to follow the black field wrapped around the four wagons.

According to the rules of the black-robed pickets, the captain did not speak, and the others could not be silent, so now the arduous responsibility came to the captain of the black-robed picket.

The captain was wearing a ghost mask, and no one could see his true expression under the mask, but he was a little angry when he saw that his body trembled slightly, and his pace of jumping in the apartment building room was slightly sluggish.

This black domain is not broken, let alone getting the energy in the fourth carriage, it is very difficult to confirm the life and death of the three of Zibok.

As the captain of the black-robed pickets, he had to make a decision early.

But there is no information, no feedback, how can he make decisions?

So the captain decided to take a closer look at the situation first, after all, this black domain is vast, and it is inevitable that there will be no mistakes.

Jumping quickly from one apartment building to the roof of the next, the spire-shaped building was covered with rubble, and the captain scratched down the rubble, grabbed the eaves with both hands, and then stepped on the windowsill, and then stretched down, quickly approaching the edge of the black domain.

The speed of the passage of these four trucks was not fast, so it also gave the captain time to see the situation in the Black Domain.

From a high place, the black domain seems to be flat, only pure pitch black, which is close to the front, but found that there are many details, which is worth stopping and watching.

First of all, in this black area, the dense fog is deep and shallow, not flat, and secondly, this black area is not completely lightless, and there is still some light in the gap where the fog flows.

But even if you discover these details and want to see the light of day, you have to use a little means.

The captain's left hand flipped over, his right hand was flat, but the whole person was suspended in the air, he looked ahead, and then his right hand flipped over, and his left hand swung flat, and a wind swept out from between these palms and injected into this black mist.

This wind and wind is extremely subtle, but it is extremely penetrating, this black fog is heavy, with the power of the captain alone, if you want to clear it all, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream, but piercing the black fog and finding where Zibock is, it can still be done.

Under the urging of the captain's power, the black mist began to roll and spread with the wind, revealing a hole in the size of an inch, from which the situation inside could be seen.

The captain leaned over to look.

He saw........

Zibock was handing the transparent round egg full of high-energy energy to Paul behind him.

This transparent round egg was originally a special energy collector, don't look at the small egg, the capacity is huge, looking at the energy filling in Zibock's hand, I am afraid that most of the energy in this carriage will be taken by him.

The captain was even more anxious, for fear that this Zibok would take away the energy and he would not be able to turn around, so he flipped his left and right hands at the same time, and then his right hand was flat, and the extraordinary power appeared with the flipping of the palm, and the right hand began to change even more, slowly blurring, like the wind gathering clouds.

Raising his enlarged right hand and waving it into the Black Domain, the captain wanted to snatch the full round egg from Zibok's hand.

But when he stretched out his right hand into the black domain, he found that he could no longer move, and a huge force came, which actually dragged him into the black domain.

The captain panicked and wanted to escape backwards, but the power of the spatial hole had been added to him, how could he escape calmly.

Escape into the black realm, and there is no daylight, not a trace of light.

The captain felt a gun against his head and gently unmasked himself with his hand.

He put it in his ear and said a word to the captain.

"You're not from the black-robed pickets, are you. ”