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"Your voice is powerful and transparent. Every sentence hits people's hearts. When the guests hear it, everyone will be stunned..." Norman racked his brains and praised the doorknob until he fell out of words.

When Norman's voice stopped, the doorknob chirped, grudgingly, "You said very well, very good, you take your reward!"

After speaking, he didn't wait for Norman to react.

A gush of oily green gas was expelled from the big mouth.

Norman was shocked, and the magic instantly formed a barrier around his body.

However, it was still too late.

In the blink of an eye, Norman's face all turned green.

He was frightened and angry, and his magic power worked, to see if he was poisoned.

Fortunately, the body reacted smoothly and there was no sign of poisoning.

Seeing Norman's reaction, and the oily green and distorted face, the doorknob laughed mischievously.

The laughter was harsh, and Norman was furious.

Before he could react, the resentful spirit suddenly appeared in front of Norman.

The pale palm patted the doorknob.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Norman was also stunned.

He just didn't have the will to attack.

All the actions of the resentful spirit are her voluntary.

"You...you..." The doorknob had a big mouth, and a few teeth fell out, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

The resentful spirit was not polite, and grabbed the doorknob.

"Ah~" The doorknob screamed, and the door was pushed open in response.

Norman was stunned at this series of operations.

The doorknob resisted desperately, and the door shone with complicated patterns.

Norman's heart tightened, and he was ready to greet the resentful spirits and escape together.

Suddenly, the four-leaf clover stud earrings of Wraith's ears exudes a faint black light.

A soft to extreme singing sounded.

This sound came from the earrings.

The moment the sound appeared, the struggling doorknob gradually relaxed.

Slowly, it returned to its original shape.

The luster of the complicated patterns on the door gradually disappeared, slowly returning to its normal appearance.

Norman's gaze noticed the inside of the room.

This is a studio, except for a bunch of self-portraits of the Marquis of Windsor, which are covered with white cloth and neatly erected.

The moment the door opened, all the eyes of the Marquis of Windsor looked towards the door.

One of the paintings asked, "Is it Ms. Ahsoka? Your singing is still so beautiful..."

The voice of the portrait of the Marquis of Windsor slowly lowered, and then he breathed evenly.

Norman's face turned greener when he heard the voice of the Marquis of Windsor.

The mark of chaos on him can no longer be used. If the Marquis of Windsor attacks him again, there is only a dead end.

He was terrified, and there was the earring.

The resentful spirit at this time was completely disconnected from him.

Yu Ling's expressionless face became surprisingly calm, and a pair of scarlet eyes became unusually gentle.

As long as people look over, they will fall into that tenderness.

"Escaped?" The voice of the resentful spirit penetrated Norman's heart.

Before Norman could answer, she went straight into the studio.

One kick kicked away the self-portraits of the Marquis of Windsor in disgust.

At the same time, Norman saw it, a dazzling blue.

This blue is the size of a thumb.

Such a big world source! Norman's heart jumped to his throat and his face was greener!

He watched nervously at the movements of the resentful spirit.

No matter what she is now, the only fact is that he is definitely not an opponent.

However, what surprised Norman was that the Wraith did not take the world source at all, but frantically lifted the white cloth off the paintings, as if looking for something.

Ten seconds later, there was an extra painting in the hands of the resentful spirit.

It was a portrait of a petite girl standing on a green meadow.

The girl was wearing a dress that exuded a faint starlight, and she stood gently on her tiptoes, as if singing.

As the Wraith took up the painting, the girl's dress turned pure black in the painting.

The originally delicate and fair face became abnormally pale, and his soft and watery eyes became more and more gentle.

The resentful spirit turned around and smiled at Norman: "Thank you, otherwise I won't be able to run out. The world source will give you a gift, by the way, I will tell you a message. In one minute, the door will wake up!"

After speaking, a faint black smoke appeared from the four-leaf clover stud earrings of Wraith's earlobe.

The black smoke sinks into the girl in the painting.

The girl's clothes were restored again, and her skin became the same as before.

The whole became agile, rushing towards the grassland in the painting, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The connection between Wraith and Norman was restored instantly.

It's just Norman, all his mind is on the sentence just now.

One minute left!

He immediately came to the source of the world and didn't take it.

The oil-green face was embarrassed.

He clearly remembered how Kyle got that world source.

However, he does not have the ability to regenerate from a severed limb.

Furthermore, with such a large source of the world, Ken is not comparable to the size of the fingernails.

Norman was anxious, sweating on his forehead.

The sweat is tinged with a touch of green.

As time passed, Norman looked around at the octopus lamp in his hand.

Picture after picture came into view.

His eyes fell on the picture of the girl.

There are no more girls inside, only a grassland is left.

Norman was keenly aware of the spatial fluctuations emanating from the painting.

With a sudden change in his mind, Norman's other hand already had an extra painting.

That painting is composed of uneven black, exuding a weird atmosphere.

That is a painting that Norman drew himself.

When this painting appeared in the studio, it seemed to have been stimulated.

The black kept tumbling, and there was a faint change.

In Norman's other hand, the octopus lamp seemed to be stimulated, and the flame tentacles were caught in the black painting.

In the black painting, a black hole appeared.

At the other end of the cave entrance, there was a surprised sound: "Why does a hole appear here?"

Norman shook his body when he heard the voice.

He looked at the black vortex in the painting, and a person poked his head from the other end of the hole, looking towards this side.

It was Curius who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Curius saw Norman's oily green face and screamed, "Green-headed ghost!" Then he withdrew.

Norman estimated that there were only more than 20 seconds left. He didn't care to explain, and shouted into the cave: "Dyxter, take the world source away!"

While speaking, Norman pointed the painting at that piece of world source.

Just five or six seconds after Norman's heartbeat speeded up, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com two huge tentacles stretched out from it, and suddenly wrapped World Source.

At the same time, there was a tremor in the entire room.

There seemed to be a monster madly rushing into the cage all around.

The huge tentacles swept away the world source without hesitation.

When the world source disappeared, Norman grabbed the painting and the octopus lamp, greeted the resentful spirit and ran outside.

At this time, the lines on the door began to spread, and the door handle began to change toward the big mouth.

Norman rushed out of the studio, rushed to the other end of the third floor, ran into a room that had been inspected, and closed the door with his backhand.

"Hey, is Norman on the opposite side?" Cucurius poked his head out again and asked cautiously.

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