According to the aura consumed by Aogaoka, Sugisawa felt that his aura reserves were sufficient.

But he overlooked one point, and that was the use of materials.

Although Qingqiu's original materials were also very precious, there was still a big gap between them and the core stone of the Holy Armor.

What's more, at this moment, the Holy Armor has already reached the strength of three stars.

Therefore, there is no way to compare Sugizawa's consumption this time with the last time.

The structure of the demon space gradually became distorted and illusory in front of Sugisawa's eyes.

A huge force seemed to be trying to squeeze him out of the demon painting space.

Sugisawa could only keep speeding up the painting in his hand at the moment, and he didn't know what the consequences would be if he was ejected from the painting demon space during the painting.

Sugisawa concentrated all his attention on the tip of his pen.

At this moment, he was already sweating profusely, and his perception of his surroundings had weakened.

The canvas is constantly becoming illusory in front of Sugisawa's eyes.

He fought hard against this sense of rejection.

A lot of bloodshot began to appear in both eyes.

His right hand trembled unusually when it left the canvas, but Sugisawa controlled his right hand with this amazing willpower.

Every time it falls on the canvas, it becomes unusually steady.

Every stroke is like a struggle.

Sugisawa didn't know how long he could hold out, but he really didn't want to give up, and he didn't dare to give up.

Every cub here was brought up by Sugisawa and had deep feelings.

He didn't expect that his laziness and failure to go out to restore his aura would lead to such serious consequences.

As time passed, Sugisawa's vision was almost blurry.

Every stroke is based on his own drawing instinct.

Although this repulsion did not hurt Sugisawa himself too much.

But at this moment, Sugisawa felt like an elephant was completely pressing on him.

The brush could no longer advance half a minute at the moment.

But the picture is just a few strokes away before it can be called a day.

Sugisawa was very unwilling, at this moment he could already vaguely see the appearance of his dormitory.

The scene of the demon space was still in front of Sugisawa's eyes, and only a small part of the vague shadow was still in front of Sugisawa's eyes.

With all his strength, he forced his right hand in little by little.

It takes a lot of effort to move forward.

Sugisawa was unwilling to give up like this, and if it failed, it was acceptable if it was only a loss of materials.

But if it wasn't for the loss of materials, Sugisawa felt that he couldn't accept it if he activated the imperfect design directly on the body of the holy armor.

And this incomplete picture is implemented on the body of the holy armor, will the body of the holy armor be damaged.

This is all unknown, and after thinking of this, Sugisawa mobilized almost all of his remaining aura and gathered it into this one.

But still out of reach of the canvas.

At this moment, Sugisawa suddenly felt one of his shackles break.

With this opportunity, he was directly promoted to the realm of the Great Perfection of the Demon Painter.

Only one step away from Sugisawa can be promoted to the realm of drawing demon envoys.

A large amount of aura gathered on Sugizawa's body, and his vision gradually became clear.

Sugizawa, who returned to the demon painting space at this moment, looked at the picture in front of him, and Sugisawa was also very embarrassed.

The picture made by relying solely on the intuition of painting is completely miserable.

A whole style of abstraction master appeared in front of his eyes.

Fortunately, Sugisawa completed a small breakthrough at this moment and returned to the painting demon space.

Sugisawa hurried up and quickly repaired his picture.

ps: Sorry for less today, I have to pack up my dorm when I return to school during this time