The beast tide struck, and Mu Yufei's domineering figure also inspired Hu Yanxue beside him.

The rune stone hammer in his hand condensed with blue light, and the overflowing energy disturbed the surrounding air, causing ripples in circles and circles.

Boom! The giant hammer fell to the ground, and eight cracks spread out in all directions centered on Huyanxue.

The concussion and the waves of air were like wolves running in the hungry wilderness, and the lightning and flint rushed into the beast tide, splitting the tide into several pieces.

The sudden crack caught some of the beasts off guard, and they were swallowed by the gaping mouths in the loess.

The aftershocks have not subsided, and the rain of fire has returned.

The waves of fire from the cold sword danced separated and scattered in the air, and the red fire was like spring rain, but it brought endless destruction.

As soon as the beasts touched the falling fire, the red fire lotus would instantly open and envelop them, scorching and engulfing not even the bones.

"Interesting, so funny. What a great piece of work, just a little embellishment would be perfect. ”

Out of nowhere, Mr. Piante conjured up a drawing board and a chair, and sat there drawing something leisurely.

The rain was still pouring here, but the raindrops seemed to have grown eyes, and they avoided the area where Mr. Piante was.

The earthy yellow ground on the canvas is gradually taking shape, and lush trees appear one after another on the canvas.

What Mr. Piant's canvas depicts is where Huyanxue is!

I saw the paintbrush in his hand dipped in coxathon paint and sketched it on the ground...

The loess under Hu Yanxue's feet was slightly uplifted and deformed, and this scene happened to be captured by Mu Yufei, who hurriedly shouted:

"Cher, get out of the way!"

But Hu Yanxue had just used the dash, and at this time there was not enough stamina for her to dodge.

The loess cracked, turning into several sharp spikes that shot out sharply.

A splash of bright red flattered him, and Mu Yu snorted, and his left shoulder was pierced entirely.

But fortunately, Hu Yanxue was pushed away by him in time, otherwise it would not be as simple as being injured.

Hu Yanxue bit her lower lip, her eyes were firmly fixed on Mu Yufei's wound, and a wave of anger surged into her heart.

She reached out to wipe the blood from her face, and strode straight towards the tower where Mister Piant was.

Whether it was Mu Yufei or Hu Yanxue, they could see that just destroying the beast tide in front of them had no effect at all.

If you don't defeat Mr. Piant, who is summoned by the painting, the monsters here will continue to run wild from the canvas.

"Let me see, what should I draw next?" Mr. Piante touched his chin.

"By the way, it's time to paint in a different place, it's too windy here."

Mr. Piante folded his little bench and put away the small drawing board, his figure blurred like ink before blending into the background.

The sound of plants breaking through the ground came from the other side, and a large vine wrapped around the tower, forming a unique staircase.

Grunt, a blue-black viscous liquid seeped from the walls of the tower.

They turned into sharp swords and spears, and attacked the two of them from all angles as they rushed up the vine stairs.

Jingle bell. The splashing sparks were fleeting, and the occasional overflowing red wave swept through, with the roar of rolling green thunder on it.

Blue, black and red, birds singing and eagles falling, and the mixed and intertwined colors hide fierceness and evil.

The two of them finally stepped on the top of the tower, but the sight in front of them made their hearts sink.

What about people?

There was no one on the top of the tower, so where was Mr. Piant?

"Two guests, the tower is high and cold, and it is still comfortable to come from below."

Under the tower, Mr. Piante was sitting comfortably in his chair, and he raised his paintbrush to gesture to Mu Yufei.

Mu Yufei's forehead burst with green tendons, and the cold knife in his hand also catered to release his anger.

Hu Yanxue lowered her head beside her, although she couldn't see her expression clearly, but the stone that was pinched into powder by Hu Yanxue told us that we should run first to pay respects at this time.

Mu Yufei didn't speak, but his eyes full of murderous intent were like a sharp blade, annihilating everything around him in the sword intent.

The tower's crooked shadow always finds the right angle, allowing the silent night breeze to sink in. The rain is like silk, making the darkness of the shadow more real.

The flowers formed by the blood stains are attached to the dark yellow thorns that overlap horizontally and vertically, and the scorching red color gradually dyes, making the blood flowers appear more delicate and eye-catching.

The blood stain on Mu Yufei's forehead was stained with rain, and he couldn't open his eyes a little, and his right hand holding the Yanling knife was trembling slightly.

Hu Yanxue was guarding Mu Yufei's side, although she tried her best to restrain herself, her face still showed fatigue.

The earth spikes that constantly protrude from the ground are so fast and hard that many times there is no time to dodge.

Mr. Piant's right hand was against the side of his face, and he looked at Mu Yufei and Hu Yanxue with a smile in his eyes.

He turned the brush in his hand, not rushing to add anything to the canvas, but quietly waiting for Mu Yufei and them to adjust their state.

"The combination of Sahara yellow and orange yellow is a bit monotonous, if it is paired with black jade green and gray lake green..."

Mr. Piant muttered to himself, his eyes only the canvas in front of him, and nothing more than anything else.

"Yes, yes, yes. That's it, that's it! ”

The smile on Mr. Piant's face twisted, and his mouth grinned, revealing two rows of dull yellow teeth.

The brush in his hand stopped turning and swayed across the canvas with his wild laughter, and a new painting was taking shape.

The tossy laughter seemed to affect the tall green branches around it, and the leaves flapped and grew wildly in the night breeze.

The green leaves rattled, and dozens of green willows swirled on their own, as if thrown out by a pair of invisible hands, facing the shining green stone hammer.

Ding-dong. The serrated blade edge is as hard as fine iron, and when it rotates, it resembles a small cutting saw, and it does not lose ground in the confrontation with the runestone hammer.

The sparks scattered, the water and fire blended, and I don't know if the soft water contained the fireworks, or the red suppressed the blue eyes.

The cold knife and cold night are the most ruthless. Even though the leaf willow and the stone hammer were inseparable, the cold glow of the Yanling knife still stepped in.

The sword flower is cold, and the offense is the defense.

A leaf on the left falls to the ground, and a wisp on the right sinks to the bottom of the knife. The intricate shadow of the knife separated the love leaves, and the fire that spawned burned out the greenery.

Not to mention the soft and waistless willow branches and the creeper that spreads and climbs, the green saw in the sky alone is enough for Mu Yufei to drink a pot of them.

"The symphony of green and yellow, it's so wonderful!"

Mr. Piert's maniacal laughter sounded particularly horrific in the night, and the frenzy he exuded began to affect the ground around him, and the slowly twisting loess was stained with blood.

The black and white color gradually spread, and while the leaf blade in the air froze, Mu Yufei had a chance to breathe.

The flower of the goose knife bloomed in the air, the petals twisted through the willow tops, the branches broke and scattered, and sank into the soil with the raindrops.

"No! Be sure to find a way to get close to Piant! Hu Yanxue posed a "flying dragon in the sky", crossed the creeper coiled at his feet, and the wind gusted in his hand, and headed towards Mr. Piante with the momentum of alpine water.

But as soon as she got rid of the infestation of green vines, her hands and feet were entangled in willow branches in an instant.

The willow leaves were like knives, and the fine blood stains went down the corners of Hu Yanxue's clothes, and the tingling and itching came from the wound.

Puff puff. The blade cut through Mu Yufei's body, and also hindered his pace of going to the rescue.

Leaf blades, willow knives, and earth thorns, each of which is eyeing the two of them.

As the furious wind rose from the ground, the leaf blade willow knife echoed and strangled from all sides, and watched the trapped Huyanxue and the injured Mu Yufei fall here again.

The rain stopped at some point, and the moonlight shone on Mu Yufei's body, which made him feel incredible.

Gone! It's all gone!

Whether it was the blade blade or the willow knife, or the menacing earth thorn from before, they all melted into the darkness under a comfortable breeze.

"Two brave men, this is my new work "Hope of Rebirth", I hope you can like it." Mr. Piante regained his former elegance, a faint smile in place of madness.

He put away the drawing board in front of him and bent down to greet Mu Yufei and the others.

"Why did the boss suddenly admit it? Are you impressed by my heroic appearance? ”

Although Mu Yufei has always thought that he is very attractive, he does not think that Mr. Piant, as the boss, will fall in love with him.

"I remember that the boss battle in the game is like a deathmatch, either you die or I die, what's going on?" Hu Yanxue rubbed her wrists, her pretty eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Is it because of the plot change?" Mu Yufei asked himself in his heart, but instead of thinking about it himself, it was better to ask the other party directly to find out the truth.

"Hello, Mr. Piant. I have some questions, would you like to help me out? Mu Yufei put away the Yanling knife and walked in front of Mr. Piant.

"Of course, that's what I want. Our battle is over, don't be afraid, two brave men, I will do everything I can to help you. ”

The gentle smile on Mr. Piant's face and magnetic voice calmed the irritable heart of Hu Yanxue.

"Thank you. My question is actually very simple, why did you suddenly attack us and stop when you had the complete upper hand? ”

Mr. Piante grinned when he heard the question of Mu Yufei.

"You want to go to the festival, right?" Mr. Piant did not immediately answer the question of the pastor.

"Yes."

"We want to find out more about Meishen."

At the sound of the word Beauty, Mr. Piant's eyes changed, but soon returned to normal.

"Since you want to participate in the festival, then I want to take a good look at your strength. If the strength is not good, let alone the royal city, I am afraid that there is no way to even pass through the City of Sighs. ”

Mr. Piant's words made Mu Yufei react, it turned out that he had been making trouble for a long time, and he was kind enough to help us?

"Even if that's the case, what about Anna's voice in the painting?" Without waiting for Mu Yu to say thank you, Hu Yanxue hurriedly walked over and stared at Mr. Piante and asked.

"Hahahaha." Mr. Piante burst out laughing, "Actually, that's the way it is..."

Dangdangdang. When the bell rang, Mr. Piant suddenly became serious, and he did not say any more, but apologized to Mu Yufei and Hu Yanxue.

Mr. Piant's body began to fade into the background as soon as the bell rang, first with his feet, then with his hands, and finally with his mouth still speaking:

"If you want to know more, go to the Greynest Graveyard on the first floor."