Chapter 940: The Despair of the Lamp God in the Thunderstorm
Bob's second visit is the mage Derna in the snowfields east of Slatt Bay, a well-known magician of the Casa Empire, guarding the shoreline of the bay and guarding against the bordering barbarian tribes.
Friends meet each other, not to mention that Bob still wants to take the magic hat from the other party's head, Violet is worried about whether some kind of uncontrollable battle will break out.
The female barbarian was very worried about the white-headed mage, and followed with thousands of people.
Xu Zhi was bored squatting in the elemental realm, he would definitely not act with Bob, at most Bob could summon him out when he needed him.
The old mage promised to give him a high-level magic parchment next time, which made Xu Zhi feel a little more excited.
"Trees in the Elemental Realm can grow very tall and big."
Xu Zhi couldn't complain about this advantage, if necessary, he could also take a photo and print it out for Bob to see what the tall and very big tree looked like.
The home theater had been sent to Jack, and the thank you gift for Jellis had been handed over to San Theo.
Xu Zhi looked through the many gray contracts a little, and he was still looking forward to Eradorn's active summoning, as long as they were a little familiar with each other, he could also express his interest in the spirit shield at that time.
He has too many advantages over Jinkla, and Eladon should make a better choice.
He had just thought about it when he suddenly felt a heat in his third ear.
Hurriedly moved to the special contract column, and Hexis's contract appeared.
Hexis's Signature Contract: Squeaky Squeak, I'm suddenly interested in your sword of horror art, can you take it down and talk about it?
Contract item: Level 6 fireproof potion
Level 6 Fire Prevention Potion: Gain Fire Resistance and take 6 less damage when attacked by fire-type magic
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, reduces damage taken by 3 when taking a fire physical attack
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The big guy who made the potion was handing out benefits again, Xu Zhi thought about it, and hesitated for a long time, Dracula's plague sword was already cold, turned into white dust and buried in the garbage heap, where could he find an identical one at this time.
Don't go, it's not good.
Go ahead, there's nothing good to take.
It's even more unreliable to bring some game consoles or something to the Hexis boss, and the other party is all targeted by His Majesty Ryo, and he dares to throw these unique style items to death.
After a few turns in his mind, Xu Zhi found that his poor art had been hollowed out, and how did he communicate with it.
Repetition is a routine, and it will definitely cause Hexis to be dissatisfied.
This big guy is also very serious and easy to mess things up.
Xu Zhi touched his third ear and rubbed it slightly, signaling that he had received the message.
"Xiao Suo, do you know art?"
Xu Zhi decided to ask for help from Somla, after all, the other party had lived for a very long time, and he was in the upper echelons of the class before, so he should have a lot of insight into art.
"Hahaha, master, I was known as the creator of the pinnacle of the art of the lamp god back then, painting, fonts, smudging, pigments, Seiko, floristry, I was good at everything."
When Xu Zhi took out the pen and paper in a hurry, the old lamp god began to depict, and according to Xu Zhi's requirements for horror art, Somla decided to show his talent.
More than ten minutes later, a pair of "Despair of the Lamp God in a Thunderstorm" was completed.
"Xiao Suo, are you sure this is a horror painting."
Xu Zhi held a long piece of paper, which was full of dense lines, although it was very abstract, but Xu Zhi could see that Somla was drawing lightning, but the number of lightning bolts was too much, such a piece of paper, covered with thousands of lines, Somla was not happy if he was not full of paintings?
"This, where is your lamp god, despair, where is the effect of terror?"
For art, Xu Zhi's understanding is very superficial, he has never understood those famous paintings in his previous life, at most he follows the crowd and two sentences, yes, good, and then listens to some art reviews, listening to all kinds of clouds.
"Perhaps, it's because my artistic talent is too shallow."
Xu Zhi said secretly, and then, he saw Somla's lonely face.
"Master, I didn't expect you to know a little about art."
"Yes, sincerely."
The horror art sword is gone, and he wants to take a horror art painting down.
In this way, it may not seem so embarrassing, if Hexis is satisfied, and the contract is completed casually, it is the best, anyway, Somla can draw it in ten minutes, which is much easier than making potions.
"A lamp god wanted to practice lightning magic, and in order to explore the mystery of lightning, he flew high in the sky and drilled into these thousands of lightning."
Somra said slowly, pointing to the lines on the long paper.
"He swooped here, swooped here, watching the dense and terrifying thunder and lightning."
Xu Zhi nodded, he finally heard the word terror.
"Eventually, he found that he couldn't learn these lightning abilities at all, and he almost despaired."
Somra's fingers gradually slid to the middle of the long paper before continuing: "Looking at the thunder and lightning in the sky, his heart was like ashes, and he decided to take the risk and try the power of lightning, maybe so he could comprehend it." ”
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After being silent for a long time, Somla raised his head and said with a gloomy face: "It's a pity, he failed, and his body turned into powder under the thunder of lightning, master, look here, I deliberately drew a little shadow, this is the last remnant of the lamp god, and it is also his last despair." ”
"Xiao Suo, you draw very well, it's terrifying."
Xu Zhi took back the painting with difficulty, Somla's art was incomprehensible, and Hexis saw if he would be killed.
"Look at this."
Xu Zhi took out the face painting that Hexis had taken from there, Hexis's painting, he was by his side at the time, and the other party was writing smoothly, although the image outlined was terrifying, but it was pleasing to the eye.
Art, at least as natural as Hexis is called art.
"Hey, this is a painting for an art lover who has just entered the threshold, and it is much worse than my "Despair of the God of Lights in a Thunderstorm" by you as a treasure."
"Beginners, art lovers."
Xu Zhi's head is a little big, although Hexis prides himself on being an art lover, but he is a real skill.
Looking at the face painting on his left hand, and then at the "Despair of the God of Lights in a Thunderstorm" on the right, Xu Zhi felt that this was not the desperation of the God of Lights, this was his despair.
"If you want to communicate with this art lover in the lower realm, it's absolutely no problem to take my masterpiece, and I guarantee that he will not be able to give up his soul, and he will fall under the threshold of horror art from now on."
Somla patted her chest, her face full of honey confidence.
"Xiao Suo, that immortal-level boss, don't pit me to death......"
"Hey, almonds, the master doesn't believe me, hey, come and administer justice."
Watching Somra go to pull the village chief, Xu Zhi felt a headache, just like the village chief, he can understand what art is, his biggest skill is just to climb trees.
"Squeak, I see, Lara is right, it's very artistic."
The old green skin held Somla's painting vertically, and he didn't get the direction right, looking at the slightly twisted horizontal lines, he followed Xu Zhi to reason seriously.
"Look, the village chief is praising me, master, you don't know the goods."