Bang!

After the paper man swelled to the extreme, it exploded, and all that was left on the ground was a pile of brightly colored paint and confetti.

Maki Hattori hurriedly looked around:

"Van Gogh ran away in the painting?"

She was not called by her original name, Shinichiro Sasaki.

Because humans and the wasteland have been battling for countless years, it has only been a century since they succeeded in establishing a living area, and the process is extremely sad and difficult.

And those who go to the wasteland are unforgivable.

No longer worthy of using human names.

Rustling......

As soon as the words fell, the sound of paper rubbing around me sounded.

"Ran away?

"Do I still need to run against the two of you? Hahaha-"

Laughter came from all directions.

Maki Hattori carefully discerned and found that it was sent by the other oil paintings in the exhibition hall.

Followed by

The surface of all the oil paintings peeled off and were stacked into one small paper figure after another.

They are dripping with pungent paint, some like animals, some like humans, and some are completely abstract geometric figures.

Despite their different forms, they all made the same sound from their mouths:

"For your sake, for the sake of your patience in listening to my life experiences......

"I've decided to let you die a gorgeous death!"

Maki Hattori swallows saliva nervously:

"These works have all mutated into Van Gogh in the painting!"

"Nope."

Musashino shook his head:

"These should be Shinichiro Sasaki.

"Over the years in the museum, it has secretly assimilated all the art works in the museum's collection and made them a part of itself."

This guy ......

It seems a little harder to solve than expected.

However, there is no big problem.

He stretched out his hand, intending to deal with the little things in front of him first.

"Still stunned what to do, run!"

Hattori Maki reacted super fast, and before he could make a move, he dragged him directly to the outside of the hall.

"Eh, what?"

"Of course it's to take you away!"

"That'......

"Then you don't have to tug at my belt, hey!"

CHUA——

The two stopped.

Because in front of them, a large group of paper-like beasts blocked the stairs, and the corners of their mouths were still dripping with crimson paint: "Do you still want to escape?" This road doesn't work~"

And in the corridors on the left and right, countless paper monsters also quickly surrounded them.

The paint from the soles of their feet meandered and spread to the feet of the two of them.

Whoa—

Maki Hattori's leather boots were accidentally touched and directly corroded into a hole.

"This thing is corrosive!"

She hurriedly moved closer to Musashino.

At this point, all roads are blocked.

"Can you go up?"

She brought two pairs of alloy flying dragon claws with her today, and she might be able to grab the dome of the museum and escape by swinging in the air.

She looked up.

However, the sight above his head made Hattori Maki instantly desperate.

Countless pieces of paper birds of prey circled, staring at them viciously.

All the monsters spoke at the same time, and the sound made the marble floor of the museum tremble slightly.

"Stop struggling!

"You two, get ready to hit the road!"

Whew—

In the painting, Van Gogh roared angrily and rushed towards them frantically, this posture was to leave no way to live.

Maki Hattori gritted her teeth.

This time, it's really going to be planted.

She had already pressed the Metropolitan Police Department's emergency call signal just now, but she would definitely not be able to catch it in a short time, and her life was in danger.

"Musashi-san, I'm sorry!"

She closed her eyes.

This mistake was entirely caused by her.

Because no one could have imagined that such a powerful wasteland creature could be hidden in such an important public place as the Shinjuku Museum of Contemporary Art.

But......

There is no room for regret.

"Stand in the back."

At this time, she suddenly heard Musashino's voice.

It's calm.

There was not the slightest hint of panic.

Huh?

Maki Hattori opened his eyes in confusion.

I saw Musashino blocking her, and in front of her was the overwhelming "Van Gogh in the painting", and in front of these monsters, his back looked extremely thin.

"Musashi-san, you ......"

He......

Can it really compete with wasteland creatures of this level?

Musashino looks ahead.

He gave the same order to 1~100 Soul Splinters: Attack.

The splits hidden in all areas of the museum immediately took action, and together they released a soft white energy that enveloped Van Gogh in the paintings around him.

At the same time, Musashino was ready to take it personally.

Because each schizoid only has 0.01% of its energy.

I'm afraid it's a drop in the bucket......

Hmmm-

However, before he could summon his energy, those monsters melted under the attack of the split.

The monsters turned into dust.

Along with the pigment, it also evaporates.

And all this happened in less than a thousandth of a second.

Hattori Maki's heart originally mentioned his throat and eyes.

"No, I can't.

"I can't let my teammates fight alone, and even if I can't beat it, I have to give it my all!"

Click-

In her eyes, a white light flickered in the museum, and she longed for the flash that lit up when the camera pressed the shutter.

Immediately after, all the monsters stopped in mid-air.

Whoa......

In the next moment, they all disintegrated into fine dust and dissipated completely.

It's as if someone erased it out of thin air.

The museum fell silent, as if nothing had happened.

If it weren't for the fact that his toes were still exposed outside the holes in his corroded leather boots, Maki Hattori would have even suspected that he had just had a dream.

She covered her mouth:

"This ......"

That's an exaggeration, isn't it?

Such a powerful wasteland creature was actually wiped out with the same weird gas last time!

"Van Gogh in the painting, has it been wiped out?"

She asked incredulously.

Musashino raised an eyebrow:

"Ah, there shouldn't be any."

The ones that were destroyed just now are all doppelgangers controlled by Van Gogh in the painting, and its body is actually still hiding in the art museum.

"But soon, wait a minute."

On the third floor, the ukiyo-e exhibition hall.

In the corner of the exhibition hall, an inconspicuous landscape painting of Mt. Fuji is trembling.

Van Gogh's body in the painting is hidden inside.

The essence of its life form is a network of nerve cells that can be fused with paint, so that they can be hidden in any painting.

"Why.....

"Why is this happening?"

In the painting, Van Gogh has palpitations.

Just now, the boy in the black cloak actually destroyed all its clones with his hands, and there was no chance of regeneration.

It didn't even see how it was done.

That boy is such a powerful transcendent!

It has no idea of fighting at all now.

Because of Musashino's strength, it has a sense of invincible oppression.

"He's terrifying......

"Compared to that adult, I'm afraid it's not much worse."

But it doesn't matter.

My essence is alive.

As long as I hide in the painting and take the opportunity to sneak away, that adult will definitely help me clean him up when he finds out!

Tenacious vitality is the benefit of being a wasteland creature.

After hiding for about a minute, Van Gogh didn't hear any movement from Musashino's side:

"He should have been mistaken for thinking I was eliminated."

Now is the time!

Thin pieces of paint come off the ukiyo-e and stack them into its body, ready to escape from the museum.

Hmmm-

Before it could take a step, Musashino's soul split suddenly appeared in front of Van Gogh in the painting.

He smiled kindly:

"You......

"Where do you want to go?"