Chapter 1371: Artistic Cells

"It's an unbelievable picture! I can't believe that you still have a bit of an artistic element. ”

The boy looked up at the poor insects that were constantly struggling in the gum and finally slowly suffocating to death, and his tone was full of admiration.

For the suffering of these poor creatures before their death is perfectly preserved word for word.

Especially the hideous and terrifying faces, even if the brave people look at it, they will have nightmares at night.

"Art?" Luke smiled dismissively. "Please, please don't put the word art in front of me. In the knowledge I have gained, the so-called art is actually a tool used to build a pre-class barrier, a deliberately erected obstacle for the minority who hold power and wealth in order to prevent the majority of the people at the bottom from easily approaching them. Art itself is meaningless, but people with ulterior motives think it has value, and it is given value. ”

What is true art?

No one can give an exact answer or definition.

After all, everyone's preferences are different, and their personalities are different, so it is natural that there will be differences in views on things.

What some people see as unattainable may be downright garbage in the eyes of others.

Therefore, all those priceless paintings, sculptures, architecture, poetry, music, etc., without exception, have gone through a series of transitional hype and hype, making most people believe that they are truly priceless.

As the saying goes, a lie told a thousand times is the truth!

When 80 or 90 percent of the population began to believe, priceless works of art were born.

Those who have the rich and those in power will use these things to imprison the aesthetics of the lower classes, and even form a special profession and discipline, further widening the distance between the classes.

You must know that those who have enough time and money to learn these useless things must not be those people at the bottom who need to face the pressure of life and even survival every day.

Gradually, the art of connoisseurship and taste became the preserve of the upper class, a symbol of elegance and status.

As for those people at the bottom who don't understand anything, in addition to looking at art with envy and worship, they can only listen to the explanations given by those so-called "artists".

"Hahahaha! I love your spicy sarcasm! That's right! Art is a kind of visual or auditory self-hypnosis. In fact, when most people come into contact with a work of art for the first time, they are essentially forcibly instilled with another ideology, or brainwashing. Only the very few things that resonate with all intelligent beings deserve to be called true art. For example, the corpses hanging from the branches of the trees are believed to be firmly attracted to every caster who has studied the subject of life and death in depth. Because within these gums, the last boundary between life and death is perfectly preserved. The boy laughed and said what was on his mind.

Contempt for authority!

Contempt for tradition!

Contempt for life!

Defy all the rules of the universe!

There is no doubt that the similarity between the two is much higher than they themselves think.

Just when the entire town was completely reduced to ruins and a large number of magical plants stopped growing, a dark force suddenly fell from the sky, completely enveloping the surroundings.

In less than a minute, several familiar figures appeared out of thin air, none other than the Shadow Guards who had saved the edge of the Shadow Guard not long ago.

"I've finally caught you!" said the leader grinning with joy.

It is estimated that in his eyes, the two boys are destined to become his bargaining chips in exchange for power with the parliament.

But unfortunately, there was no panicked reaction on the faces of the two boys.

Luke, in particular, had a hint of banter in his eyes, and asked without looking back, "What do you say, should we retreat directly, or do we give a gift first?"

"Whatever you want! But don't go overboard, beware of the force field. The boy reminded nonchalantly.

Since the area around the town was still within the strong range of the Earth's core force field, he wasn't very worried about the Shadow Guards daring to make any big moves.

"In that case, let's start with hors d'oeuvres......"

The words just fell!

Those magical plants, which seemed to have fallen into a state of rest, suddenly came to life again.

This time, however, it was clearly different from the previous aimless attacks.

In particular, those gorgeous cannibal flowers not only open their mouths full of fangs and bite wildly, but also spit out gray seeds from their petals.

Every time the seed collides with an entity, it triggers a violent explosion and energy shock.

One member of the Shadow Guard was not paying attention, and was almost blown to pieces alive by thousands of seeds, and he retreated a few hundred meters in embarrassment before he barely escaped.

"Bastard, how dare you?"

Frightened and angry, the unlucky man quickly repaired his body using the black unknown substance that surrounded his body.

If it weren't for the relationship between the force field, which led to the fact that he didn't dare to use mass destruction, he would definitely teach the kid in front of him a lesson.

"Shut up, don't embarrass the Shadow Guards!" the leader glared at the unlucky man.

The latter didn't even refute, and immediately lowered his head, his eyes full of anger, unwillingness, and resentment.

But the leader apparently didn't have time to pay attention to the mental activity of his men, and squinted his eyes and looked the two boys up and down, and only after a full minute did he speak tentatively, "Maybe we can talk, what do you think?"

"Talk, talk about what?" Luke asked rhetorically with interest.

"I believe you should be well aware that we and our civilization do not have much ill will towards the two of you, and it is better to join hands than to chase and fight meaninglessly like now. I pledge in my capacity and honour that the Council will never do anything too far to you, let alone restrict your freedom. "The leader of the Shadow Guard has very sincerely made the terms of reconciliation.

Because he was not sure that in such an environment where his strength was greatly limited, he would bring the two boys back alive.

What's more, he also got the bad news not long ago, that is, the council did not keep its promise and allowed a large expeditionary force to invade this world in advance.

Even the negotiated agreement can be violated, and it is estimated that it is nothing to violate it again.

Because of that, the Shadow Guards couldn't possibly be a match for the Council in the event of a head-on conflict, so he wanted an outside ally.

As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend, and since the two boys are full of hostility and wariness towards the council, they are naturally potential allies who can win over cooperation......