Strictly speaking, Nie Yuan is by no means a person who will retaliate.

For the most part, he's easy to get along with.

So in the face of Jack, Ruth, and Baron Brooke, he all had the thought of saving if he could.

It is also a life, although a certain life may be damaged a little.

But Nie Yuan is very open-minded, as long as you don't threaten me, then I'm still quite open-minded.

I won't care about you easily, I feel that you are not guilty of death, and I will save you easily.

But when you need to sacrifice, don't grind.

If you're grumpy, I'll cheer you up.

Everyone's life is life, of course, my life and Nancy's life, a little more expensive than yours.

So no matter how hard Baron Brook struggled, Nie Yuan didn't hesitate at all. Together with the chair, he lifted him up and faced the snowflakes that were getting bigger and bigger in the air.

Soon, liquid paint dripped from Brook's body.

He let out a particularly tragic wailing, and released his last cruel words in the world:

"Luo Lengri Jin Forgets Ash Hang Guo Ni Meng Da (Prince Lawrence will not let you go)!"

When the words fell, his already pitted face suddenly collapsed under the action of snowflakes.

It turned into lumps of sticky paint and fell down.

Although he couldn't speak clearly, Nie Yuan had naturally heard the name of Prince Lawrence, so he could barely tell what Baron Brooke was talking about.

That is the kingdom of Baine, a strong contender for the throne.

As Lillian's partner, Nie Yuan must know this character.

He still remembered that Humbleton had said that Baron Brooke was also running errands for an unidentified big man to receive the rumored cursed painting.

So, Prince Lawrence, is that the big man behind Brooke?

But "The Wooden House on the Hillside", it has now been confirmed, is a fourth-level abstract source...

So, does Prince Lawrence know what's going on?

Nie Yuan took down this message and left it behind for the time being. Now is not the time to think deeply.

He stretched out a hand and let God's vision of the painting project the scene where everyone was.

At this moment, the floor of the wooden house has been refreshed around Baron Brook's chair.

And all around, the walls of the wooden house have begun to be refreshed.

pat, pat~

Nancy tacitly dismantled the wooden boards under the hard-working couple and threw them into the reconstructed wooden house.

Nie Yuan took out a ball of Brook's paint and threw it on the screen.

The wooden house that was just refreshed was gradually eroded and erased by this paint.

It was not until all the refreshed parts were completely killed that Nie Yuan continued to enlarge the scene of the painting and let the last chair appear on it.

pop, pop~

A few clumps of paint smashed onto it, and the traces of the chair disappeared quickly.

The surroundings regained their original appearance, and there was only a mass of filth about the size of a washbasin covered with paint, lying quietly on the ground.

This is Baron Brooke, the last trace left in the world.

Nie Yuan looked around and found that the snow had stopped, but as before, the scene had not changed much, and even the fog in the distance had not completely disappeared.

puff, puff~

At this moment, the group of filth on the ground suddenly made a sound that was like a thinning.

The thick paint all over his body began to boil and splashed with oily blisters.

It squirmed slowly, and it didn't lose its vitality, but because it lost its vocal cords and chin, it couldn't express itself.

Gollum~

The oily blisters boiled to the extreme, and everyone saw a wooden board "growing" out of this filth.

Looking closely, it turned out to be the handle of a wooden chair...

And under the constant push of a certain force, the longer it grows higher, the longer it grows higher.

Just when it was about to be spit out by the filth on the ground...

boom! boom! boom!

Humpton, with his broken arm, holding a blue stone, rushed forward, hit the neck of the filth on the ground, and smashed it violently.

The liquid paint was splashed everywhere, and the filth on the ground also twitched violently.

finally.

boom!

Humbleton went down with a stone and smashed the filth into pieces.

It was like a dried-up paint block, unable to withstand the enormous force, and suddenly collapsed.

Along with it, the wooden hut-style chair, along with the paint blocks on the ground, burst into pieces of shattered solid paint, scattered all over the floor.

At the same time, the hazy mist that lingered in the distance also seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and instantly began to flow backwards, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

There are no signs of recovery.

"Hu, huh..."

Humbleton gasped and climbed up from the clumps of paint on the ground.

Throwing the stone in his hand, he looked at Nie Yuan and said, "I helped you."

"Well, well done."

Nie Yuan gave his approval.

Because even if Hambleton didn't do it, he would.

The situation just now completely confirmed his conjecture.

It is true that all the objects related to the wooden house are erased to prevent its recovery.

Among them was Baron Brooke, with whom he had already merged.

If he doesn't sacrifice, the wooden house will re-manifest along his broken body.

Only by letting the "sacrifice" be destroyed along with the wooden house can it be considered to end the recovery.

Sacrifice for vitality, the main tone has not changed.

This time, the paint blocks on the ground, including the cracked marks of Baron Brooke, are no longer oily liquid textures.

It was a dry and finely broken solid, as if it had completely lost its vitality.

The scene in the painting of God's vision in front of him also began to appear some kind of mutation at the moment Nie Yuan's voice fell to the ground.

The image above is no longer sharp, and becomes more and more blurred to the point of chaos.

It is as if there are countless traces of ink, which converge and twist, and the abstraction is indescribable.

However, this situation did not last long.

When the picture is blurred to the extreme, it starts to become clear again.

The picture is like a black dragon with knots, UU reading www.uukanshu.com tumbling and surging, and then, a familiar scene appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Wooden house on the hillside.

That's right, the painting of God's vision has turned into "The Wooden House on the Hillside".

Moreover, there are no snowflakes on the wooden house this time, the sky is clear, the wooden house on the grass is quiet and elegant, and the painting style is clear.

Nie Yuan picked up the painting and started to operate it a few times.

It was discovered that the original characteristics of the paintings of God's vision have disappeared.

It is no longer possible to zoom out and zoom in on the picture above and observe the surrounding scene with the touch-screen-like method.

It seems to be just an ordinary painting with no other features.

"This is the picture..."

Humbleton said, "This is what it was supposed to look like, so, have we resolved this incident?"

Nie Yuan nodded and said, "I think it should be like this."