Brook's whole body was fading, like a wax figure being put into a high temperature room, melting continuously and very quickly.

After a while, most of the back of his head was missing.

The whole person seems to be embedded in the chair, only half of the body is barely intact.

The paint dripping on the ground was extremely coincidental, and it just happened to converge into a vague abstract human face.

It seems that it is the frontal portrait of Brook, but it has not been fully painted and detailed, so it is not so realistic that people who do not know him cannot distinguish his face.

Brook, who was cut in half by the treacherous force again, looked extremely tragic, but it did not affect his vitality in the slightest.

Even with only half of his brain left, he was still conscious.

Brook screamed for help in panic, saying: "The snow is falling again, and something is near the wooden house! Help me, let the snow stop, help, Jiuwu! Pfft! Pfft!"

In the end, his teeth also began to fall out like hot coincidence, and his mouth was filled with strange pigment blocks during the speech.

He vomited out instinctively, but in the next second, Brook, who realized what it was, screamed wildly.

"what--"

The half-melted paint block that he spat out was his teeth, gums, and half of his tongue!

The filth that fell on the ground did not stop melting, and continued to dissipate into a pool of thick water.

It dries up quickly, and is gradually absorbed by the ground. The absorbed part, the picture seems to be printed, there is no graininess like an oil painting at all, as if it has completely fallen into the two-dimensional world, and there is no abruptness.

squeak!

Squeak!

At the same time, the sounds of many small animals came from outside the wooden house, which became more and more dense, completely surrounding the house.

"It's covered by the week, and it's covered by the week!"

Brooke, who had lost his teeth and half of his tongue, could still make some obscure sounds.

Combined with his panicked expression and eyes, it could be heard that what he said should be "drive them away".

Nie Yuan saw the snowflakes that had gradually subsided outside the window of the single-sided mirror, and the goose feather snow began to fall again with the appearance of blurred small animals.

It intensified until a snow waterfall appeared around the entire wooden house.

While Brook was still able to speak, Nie Yuan hurriedly asked: "If something is close to the wooden house, it will snow around. As long as you leave a certain range or enter the wooden house, the snow will stop, right? Snow is the only thing that makes you melt. medium?"

"Fine (yes)! Pray for mud to expand (please hurry)!"

Brook's face has melted and twisted.

However, at this moment, Nie Yuan did not think of a good countermeasure.

He could only take out the handwriting of truth and try to find some key clues from it.

"Nie Yuan, if you can make the snow stop... can you hurry up?"

At this time, Humbleton suddenly took two steps forward, and his expression was a little unsightly.

"Hampton, you... your hand?"

Jack keenly discovered Humbleton's anomaly and said with a terrified expression.

Nie Yuan turned his head and saw that Hampton's slightly raised right hand began to slowly drip "juice" to the ground, and it actually began to show signs of melting!

Looking up at him, Nie Yuan said, "I will try my best."

After speaking, he threw the painting of God's vision to Nancy and said, "Nancy, start your little brain and see if there is any way to slow down this process!"

Then he asked the truth handwriting, "How to make the snow stop?"

However, the handwriting of truth did not give an immediate response.

But beside him, another mutation happened!

Pfft! !

It was like the sound of heavy objects falling into the water!

Everyone quickly looked over, and saw Jack's body, as if a swamp suddenly appeared, swallowing half of his body!

Jack hasn't reacted yet. What happened, he just instinctively put his hands on the ground, trying to climb out of the swamp.

But next second.

When he realized what had happened to him, he panicked and couldn't believe it, looked under him, and said:

"I, I'm melted... Ruth... Nie Yuan..."

He raised his head, tears poured out uncontrollably, and trembled in a daze: "Am I going to die? What should I do... I'm so afraid..."

That's right, it's not that there is a swamp in the house.

But Jack's melting speed is too fast!

His lower body collapsed in an instant, turning into a pool of liquid paint!

I didn't react for the first time, I thought I just fell into the water and wanted to crawl outside!

"Jack..."

Ruth squatted down tremblingly, picked up the still-dry paint on the ground, and smeared on her lover.

It seems that he hopes to restore the melted Jack in this way.

But it is obviously useless. The melted paint is the medium leading to the two-dimensional world, and it is also the butcher's knife that takes away life. There is no way to go back.

Ruth hugged Jack's head, also panicked and at a loss, and said, "I'm here, I'm here Jack, it's alright, it'll be alright, I will always be with you, even if it reaches the end of the Styx, Nie Yuan , Nie Yuan definitely has a way!"

wow~

While comforting her lover, there was an untimely sound of water around Ruth's body.

This made Jack, who was at a loss, immediately sober up.

He looked under Ruth. There was also a pool of liquid paint, and it was still expanding. An endless stream of paint droplets fell from Ruth's body.

The speed was also fast, and Ruth fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, unable to see her lower body.

"Ruth..."

Jack muttered to himself, but before he could continue speaking, Ruth interrupted her eyes softly: "It's okay, I'm with you. Without you, the world has lost its color, and it's not as beautiful as it is now."

Jack hurriedly turned to Nie Yuan and said tremblingly, "Nie Yuan, save Ruth, please, please hurry up!"

Whoosh!

A loud wind suddenly came from outside the house, and the windows of the wooden house were shaking.

A blizzard suddenly blew outside the house, blowing away the dense snowflakes nearby.

For a time, the surrounding vision was widened, and the snowfall, which was so big that people couldn't open their eyes, was temporarily contained in a sense.

From the perspective of God, you can see a huge blower set up next to the wooden house, like a towering tree rooted on the ground.

It was the crazy operation of this huge blower that sent the snowflakes into the distance, making the surrounding of the wooden house a lot brighter.

At the same time, Jack, who had melted at an extremely fast speed and fell to the ground, also slowed down the speed of melting.

It seems that the blower did play some role, temporarily delaying the treacherous characteristics of the wooden house, and everyone was able to continue their half-life.

Seeing this, Nancy shook the pen in her hand and said, "I can't stop it, I have to blow it away, and I have to keep drawing."

I saw that on the painting of God's vision in front of her, the blower, which was much taller than the wooden house, was also constantly diluting the color.

Dilute the color, which represents the characteristics of the existence of the painting in God's vision, which is rapidly consumed.

Once consumed, things that materialize into reality will collapse with a bang.

So she needs to fill in the color of the huge blower above all the time, and keep drawing, in order to barely maintain the existence of the blower in reality.

This proves that the snow around the wooden house is indeed an unusual thing, and it will also corrode other derivatives, and the rate of corrosion is very fast.

Nie Yuan first said to Jack and Ruth, "Hold on, I'm trying to figure out a way."

Then he said to Nancy: "Don't stop, keep the snowflakes as far away as possible. If you can't make it, you can ask Humbleton to help."

Finally asked Humbleton: "Why is your melting speed so much slower than Jack and the others?"

Humbleton spread out his half-melted palm and thought quickly:

"Not sure~lightnovelpub.net~ but it should be related to snow. Everyone who is close to the wooden house will inevitably come into contact with snowflakes, because as long as they enter a certain range, snowfall will be triggered, so that all of us are left behind. Some kind of imperceptible mark.

This imprint will be triggered a second time when the snow falls again, allowing us to melt. The speed of the melt is proportional to the size of the snow.

Didn't you remind Jack and the others before not to inhale the dust of the snowflakes, they should have touched and inhaled too much, and their body resistance was not as strong as mine...

And up to now, you have not shown any signs of melting, which proves that your resistance is much stronger than mine.

Now if we can't get rid of the invisible mark on us, we will either leave the range of snowfall, or find a way to make the snow stop...

These snows should be triggered by those little beasts..."

"Take it."

Before Nie Yuan could finish speaking, he threw a paintbrush in his hand and said, "Go to the painting in Nancy's hand and draw any living thing, and let it appear outside the house. , to see if we can lure away those little beasts."