When Annan woke up, his portrait had already been painted.
"Thank you very much for your cooperation."
Amos' voice sounded behind Annan: "Really... don't you need to prepare dinner?"
"... No, let's get ready."
There was some hesitation in Annan's tone.
Amos suddenly chuckled: "That's right. I'm a very hospitable person..."
Although this sounds really polite...
But his words were almost full of impatience, but he had no intention of covering it up at all. He didn't invite Annan to see the painting, but put the painting away on his own. When inviting Annan, he not only spoke very fast, but did not even look directly at him.
From his speech and demeanor, Annan keenly sensed a certain sense of superiority...and a not very obvious sense of inferiority.
His attitude towards Jiu'er is particularly good, probably because Jiu'er still showed "curiosity" and "admiration" for his paintings when playing the role of a tramp. This fully satisfied Amos' self-esteem.
It makes sense.
Because he held the ceremony to the bone bone at the beginning, mainly because he touched the bottleneck of art and didn't have the patience to choose to break through slowly. But you must know that Javon also has services to improve the artistic level.
It's just that, unlike the bone bone, Jawon is more inclined to propose an effective "training method", or to point out the mistakes and areas for improvement in the artistic style, and then let his followers go back to continue their penance.
Yes, Javon was, to his disciples, a critic with sharp eyes, unceremonious words, and utter daring to offend.
For artists, this is undoubtedly a difficult trouble maker, but it is also a good teacher and helpful friend.
Amos did not choose Javon, but chose Skeleton Duke...
At that time, his thoughts had already been exposed.
—He didn't want to try any more.
As long as he draws better paintings immediately, he will quickly become famous... But even Amos himself has not noticed the laziness and restlessness in his heart.
The kind of "I just want to pursue a higher artistic realm" that he showed in Ai Lei's memory is actually just a deception to himself.
Because his portrait painting level has been greatly improved, because he got "Ailey sauce brand special paint". Has nothing to do with the customers he chooses.
If he really just wanted to paint better pictures, why did he specifically choose to paint portraits of great people
The answer is simple.
Although Amos's original sense of morality and awe of the law are restraining him-but Amos has already done well. Once discovered, he will use the "soul fragments" sealed in the paintings of these big figures to go Prepare to threaten and kill them.
And compared with a few months ago, before Allie was pregnant.
Although Amos's speech and behavior now seem to be just a stereotyped imitation... But the ruthless temperament in him is becoming more and more obvious.
In the past few months, there are not many things that can change Amos.
—For example, killing with your own hands.
He lost patience with mortals after he tricked and mutilated a large number of homeless people.
... It's like becoming a real transcendent.
You must know that the tramp played by Annan did not do anything out of the ordinary from the beginning to the end. He's more of a "real" bum.
How can a homeless man who can't even eat enough to be interested in an artist's painting
He was hired, so how could he look up at the gallery curiously
Can he understand it
—Of course not.
It is impossible for a real vagabond to care about these "arts of great men". They just want money, they just want to eat...other than that, they are distrustful of anyone and alienated from the whole society.
The tramp played by Annan is not only not "evil". It can even be said that they are the most tempered batch of homeless people.
But even he never got a good face from Amos.
In other words, Amos didn't have a good attitude towards these homeless people.
The reason why Amos is sure to keep the tramp is also very simple.
Because after being painted by him, Annan felt a strong sense of hunger in his body.
In other words... It's like he injured someone, and then forced him to ask if he wanted to be treated.
If Annan was really a homeless man, then he would naturally not care about face at this time. Although he said before that he would not stay for dinner, he was really hungry, so Amos invited him again. At this time, in order to save the little money, he would naturally choose to stay.
Homeless, there was no choice from the start.
After Amos set his sights on them, there was only one end for them—
Just looking at this unceremonious, proficient feeling like assembly line work... Annan can know how many homeless he has killed with this trick.
The portraits on this wall are not only portraits on the entire wall—
It is a "magic painting" that imprisoned the soul of the dead!
Annan seemed to realize something.
— The senior is right.
Extraordinary people must go through rigorous screening and education.
Amos isn't even superhuman!
He doesn't even have the ability to stand against bullets!
Without that cursed pistol, he might not even be able to defeat an ordinary swordsman or wizard apprentice.
But it is such a mortal who only obtained a little extraordinary power, and under his own uncontrollable greed, he did not know how many people were killed and how much chaos was caused...
The magical paintings he drew for those great people will have even greater impact.
If the magic painting is burned or physically destroyed like Annan, the soul of the original owner will be weakened and the lifespan will be greatly reduced... And if the magic painting is stolen, the consequences will be even more serious-this is equivalent to the soul that the other party voluntarily stripped Fragments, falling into the hands of anyone with malicious intentions, could be used as part of a ritual that could well spark a larger conspiracy.
Few of these big men are supernatural beings.
Therefore, the possibility of being made into a magic painting for self-defense - such as "feasting for the hungry" is very small.
The bigger possibility is that they were all stolen or robbed...
Annan felt a toothache.
This Amos... is very harmful.
He had no idea how much trouble he would cause.
For example, forty-five years ago, Viscount Barbour's wife may have died because of this. Even Viscount Barber chose to believe in rotten husbands, possibly because his wife died suddenly under the interference of the power of the gods.
Because Viscount Barbour passed the position of city lord to his eldest son for the first time, and the ceremony was started forty-five years ago—the year Amos died.
From this point of view, the quality of Amos as a shit stirrer can be said to be very strong...
Annan watched Amos squatting on the ground, carefully and concentrating on mounting the new painting, and sighed softly.
He silently took out the deposit that Amos gave him—the three silver coins. Two in the left hand and one in the right.
Then, he flicked the silver coin in his right hand with a clang.
Then he spread his right hand and aimed his palm at Amos.
Annan's eyes gradually flickered with silver light.
"… Um?"
Amos vaguely heard the strange sound, and looked back unsuspectingly.
And the moment the silver coin spun and fell into Annan's palm.
It accelerated suddenly, turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards Amos with a loud and trembling buzzing sound!
Amos's emerald green eyeball suddenly squirmed twice.
His body avoided it by itself with a weird posture, but it only avoided the vital point.
The silver coin turned into a bullet hit his right shoulder—the wound was deep enough to show the bone.
The projectile passed through the shoulder and hit the wall. A large amount of smoke burst out in an instant, and the room was filled with extremely sharp and piercing high-frequency noises.
"Pfft!"
Although it was only scratched, Amos's body suddenly trembled violently, a large mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out of his mouth, and his pupils dilated instantly.
His whole body fell forward feebly.
But his emerald green eyeball moved strangely again, and his body that was about to fall suddenly stopped in the air. Like a marionette, he touched the ground with his toes, trying to stand up again with very jerky movements...
But he no longer had that chance.
Annan didn't have the slightest intention to stand on the sidelines after using the magical "Thundering Thing".
He immediately took a silver coin from the palm of his left hand to his right.
With Annan flicking his hands.
Then two slender silver rapiers stabbed out from between his fingers without a sound.
The left hand stabbed Amos in the heart - the other slit Amos' throat from the front.
Then Annan used his free left hand to move Amos' head back with a very skillful technique.
Amos's azure blue eyeball had become somewhat gray.
But the emerald green pupils belonging to Ai Lei are still trembling...
Annan did not hesitate at all, nor did he show any mercy.
With incomparable precision, he swung the second rapier magnificently, and then pierced the emerald green eyeball from top to bottom!