Liu Bin sat quietly on a chair in the studio, the custom-made chair was intricately and gorgeously made, and the shape was like a throne piled up with bones.

Genius, artist, pioneer of the art of death...... This is probably the evaluation that most people will settle for him. He was touted by certain circles, and he fully agreed with it.

No, he even thinks he's still underestimated.

He sat on the throne of bones, reveling in the great series of his own creations in the studio. The walls are covered with his paintings, and the corners of the house are lined with blood-colored sculptures that collide with each other. The dim light that gives the room a gloomy atmosphere is the perfect addition to these disturbingly eerie works of art.

There are very few people in this world who can really understand him. His great, transcendent brain could not be understood by ordinary people, not even by the rabid fans who admired his work.

Death, it was the only thing he appreciated in the world.

The moment life withers, from fresh to dead, and the sound when he swallows his last breath, it is the most beautiful thing in nature that he has discovered, and it is also a beauty that cannot be compared with man-made creation.

"Master?"

There was a knock on the door outside the studio.

"Come in."

A young man appeared in the doorway. He leaned out half of his body stiffly, smiled a little embarrassedly, and waved his hand at Liu Bin.

"Sorry I'm late, there is a bit of a traffic jam on the road......"

"It's fine." Liu Bin smiled kindly, "What's your name?" ”

"Oh, my name is Ji Zhen." The young man bowed, "It's a great honor to have the opportunity to come to your studio. ”

He is one of Liu Bin's loyal fans and never misses every exhibition of Liu Bin's works. He hit a big luck at an event a day ago and was favored by Liu Bin. The latter privately invited him to visit his studio, which is today.

Liu Bin sat in a chair and gestured to the exhibits in the room in front of him.

"What do you think of them?"

Ji Zhen followed his line of sight and turned around, sprinting between the creepy works, revealing an approving smile.

"Unbeatable." He said, "Although there are many people who cannot understand the works of the masters, they are just worldly eyes. They don't know what true beauty is, the collision of life and death, the tension of life is expressed through horror, and the moment of death is set off to make the life that people are accustomed to seem extraordinarily precious......"

"Do you want life to be precious?"

Liu Bin smiled and did not express an opinion. He stood up, came somewhere in the shadows of the studio, and pulled open a hidden door.

Ji Zhen showed a surprised expression: "There is actually a ...... hidden here in the master's studio"

"yes. It's my own little world, with a collection of private exhibits that are never made public. Liu Bin smiled and said, "You have a very good appetite for me, child." Would you like to come in and have a look? ”

Ji Zhen was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly thanked him. He followed Liu Bin into the darkroom, and the latter closed the door.

The room was even darker than the studio outside, and the atmosphere was even more eerie. There was not a glimmer of light, and the only source of light came from the open skylight on the roof. The stars and the moon illuminated the entire space.

Ji Zhen narrowed his eyes, and with the help of that faint light, he could barely see a work on the wall.

Delicate gold frame, framed with a striking work that is almost impossible to describe in words. It depicts a lifelike death, a corpse with monstrous limbs, its fingers spread out and desperately reaching forward, its face fixed on the fear of death and the desire for life.

It looked so realistic that the hands and head seemed to stick out of the frame, like Sadako coming out of the screen.

...... Wait, something isn't right.

In the dark, Ji Zhen took two steps closer to see the work more clearly. But the moment he saw it clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his breathing seemed to be cut off.

It was as if I had suddenly realized something extremely terrible.

Click.

It was the sound of the door locking.

Ji Zhen trembled all over, and turned his head stiffly to look behind him. I saw Liu Bin standing by the locked door, his expression could not be seen clearly in the dark, but the vague outline seemed to be distorted into a hideous ghost.

"The first half of my life has been devoted to the pursuit of this ultimate art." Liu Bin said slowly, "I studied sculpture, delved into painting skills, and tried to use various means to preserve all kinds of moments of death in the form of art. These efforts have brought me great wealth and fame, but they have not been able to satisfy my growing needs. ”

"Big ...... Guru? Ji Zhen asked in a trembling voice.

"Shhh~ Don't interrupt me." Liu Bin said softly, "Later, I felt more and more that my desire to create could not be suppressed. No matter how much we try to be true through the creation of paintings and sculptures, they are inherently false.

It was at this time that God gave me this gift, the one that allowed me to get my hands on the most authentic art, to truly preserve the moment of death for eternity......"

He reached out and casually grabbed the arm that was outstretched from a painting hanging on the wall next to him.

Then he actually dragged a whole twisted corpse out of the painting.

Ji Zhen wanted to scream, but even his throat was dumb and he couldn't make a sound.

"A bunch of guys called [Cyber Wizard] found me. They gave me the resources and shelter to be able to do my work in the shadows.

They say what kind of phase transformation is my ability...... It doesn't matter anymore. In short, now I can freeze living people into my work, and they will die the moment they are sealed in, and that moment will be forever preserved in my display case......"

As he spoke, he had come closer and closer, each step like a beat of darkness, and each beat made it harder and harder to breathe.

Ji Zhen sat down on the ground, only to feel as if his soul was grabbed. The shadow in front of him, whom he once respected, distorted into a monstrous monster, as if it were a real incarnation of some kind of death, with an inescapable spell approaching step by step.

His legs never obeyed, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up and escape. But his throat was finally on the line, and a series of miserable screams came out.

Liu Bin sneered smugly in the dark.

He just likes it. The more frightened and frightened we are, the more we can give birth to a perfect death. This will always be the most fascinating part of his hunting journey.

Liu Bin even deliberately slowed down and waited for him to finish, as if he was enjoying this moment.

He chuckled, "Call it." Even if you cut your throat, no one will come......"

Speaking of halfway, the corner of his eye suddenly glimpsed a shadow on the skylight.

Liu Bin was stunned for a moment, followed the shadow and looked up at the skylight.

Then I also saw the extremely horrific scene that caused him to have a cardiopulmonary arrest.

He saw a human face.

"Ahhh!!hhh

Liu Bin also screamed instantly.

“...... Damn! Superman! ”