Chapter 161 Amos The Cauldron Of This World Morrison

When Annan woke up, his portrait had already been painted.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation."

Amos's voice sounded behind Annan: "Really... don't you need to prepare dinner?"

"...No, let's get ready."

There was a little hesitation in Annan's tone.

Amerston chuckled: "That's right. I am a very hospitable person..."

Although it does sound polite...

But his words were almost overflowing with impatience, but he had no intention of concealing them. He did not invite Annan to see the painting, but put it away on his own. When inviting Annan, not only did he speak very fast, but he didn't even look at him directly.

From his speech and behavior, Annan keenly smelled a certain sense of superiority...and a sense of inferiority that was not very obvious.

He has a particularly good attitude towards Jiu'er, probably because Jiu'er still showed "curiosity" and "admiration" for his paintings when he played the role of a tramp. This fully satisfied Amos's self-esteem.

This is reasonable.

Because at the beginning he held a ceremony to the skeleton, mainly because he touched the bottleneck of art and did not have the patience to choose to slowly break through. But you must know that Yaon also has services to improve the level of art.

It's just that, unlike the skeleton, Jaon is more inclined to come up with an effective "training method", or to point out mistakes and areas for improvement in his artistic style, and then send his followers back to continue their penance.

Yes, Jaon is, to his followers, an extremely sharp-eyed, uncouth-spoken critic who is completely afraid to offend.

For the artists, this is undoubtedly a difficult troublemaker, but also a good teacher and friend.

Amos did not choose Javon, but chose the skeleton...

At that time, his thoughts were already exposed.

- He doesn't want to try any more.

All he needs to do is to paint better pictures right away and become famous...but even Amos himself,

I didn't notice the laziness and restlessness in my heart.

The kind of "I just want to pursue a higher artistic realm" that he showed in Elle's memory was actually just a deception to himself.

Because his portrait painting level has greatly improved, because he has received "special paints of the Elle sauce brand". It has nothing to do with the customers he chooses.

If he really just wanted to paint better, why would he choose to paint portraits of big people?

The answer is simple.

Although Amos's original sense of morality and reverence for the law are constraining him - but Amos has already done a good job. Once discovered, he will use the "soul fragments" sealed in the paintings by these great figures. Prepare to threaten, curse and kill them.

Compared to when Ellie was pregnant a few months ago.

Although Amos's speech and demeanor seems to be just a stereotyped imitation... but the ruthless temperament in him is becoming more and more obvious.

In the past few months, not many things can change Amos.

- For example, killing someone with your own hands.

After he deceived and killed a large number of homeless people, he lost patience with mortals.

...like becoming a true superhuman.

You must know that the tramp played by Annan did not do anything out of the ordinary from beginning to end. He's more of a "real" bum.

How can a homeless man who can't even eat his stomach be interested in the artist's paintings?

He was hired, how could he look up at the gallery curiously?

Can he understand it?

- Of course not.

A real homeless person can't possibly care about the "art of the big men". They just want money, they just want to eat... Beyond that, they are distrustful of anyone and alienated from society as a whole.

The tramp played by Annan is not only not "evil". It can even be said that they are the best-tempered batch of homeless people.

But even he didn't get Amos's good looks.

In other words, Amos had no good attitude towards these homeless people.

The reason Amos was confident of keeping the tramp behind was simple.

Because after being painted by him, Annan noticed a strong hunger in his body.

In other words... he is like hurting someone and then forcing him to ask him if he wants treatment.

If Annan is really a tramp, then he will naturally not be concerned about his face at this time. Although he said before that he would not stay for dinner, but he was really hungry, Amos invited him again. At this time, in order to save a lot of money, he would naturally choose to stay.

Homeless, there was no choice from the very beginning.

After Amos set his eyes on them, they had no choice but to die—

Just by looking at this unceremonious, assembly-line-like proficiency... Annan can tell how many homeless he has killed with this trick.

The portraits on this wall are not only the remains of the entire wall—

It is a "magic painting" that imprisoned the soul of the deceased!

If Annan understands something.

- What the senior said was right.

Extraordinary people must go through rigorous screening and education.

Amos isn't even supernatural!

He doesn't even have the ability to fight bullets!

Without that curse pistol, he probably wouldn't be able to beat an ordinary swordsman or apprentice wizard.

But it is such a mortal who has only gained a little supernatural power, and under his own uncontrolled greed, he does not know how many people he has killed and how much chaos he has caused...

The magic paintings he painted for those big men would have even greater influence.

If the magic painting is burned, or physically destroyed like Annan, the original owner's soul will be incapacitated, 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 other party's voluntary stripping Fragments of souls, falling into the hands of anyone with malicious intent, can be used as part of a ritual, and it is entirely possible that a larger conspiracy will arise.

Almost none of these bigwigs are extraordinary.

Therefore, the possibility of being made into a magic painting for self-defense - such as "Feast of the Hungry" is very small.

It is more likely that they were all stolen or robbed...

Annan felt a bit of a toothache.

This Amos... is a lot of harm.

He had no idea how much trouble he would cause.

For example, forty-five years ago, the wife of Viscount Barbour may have died because of this. Even Viscount Ba chose to believe in the rotten, perhaps because his wife died suddenly under the interference of the power of the gods.

Because the first time Viscount Ba passed on the position of the city master to the eldest son, when the ceremony was opened, it was 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 powerful...

Annan sighed lightly as he watched Amos squatting on the ground, carefully and concentratingly framing the new painting.

He took out the deposit Amos gave him—the three silver coins silently. Two in the left hand and one in the right.

Then, he flicked the silver coin in his right hand with a bang.

Then he spread his right hand, and aimed his palm at Amos.

An Nan's eyes gradually flickered with a silver gleam.

"……Ok?"

Amos vaguely heard a strange noise and looked back unprepared.

And at the moment when the silver coin rotates and falls into Annan's palm.

It accelerated suddenly, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards Amos with a loud humming sound!

Amos' emerald green eyeball twitched suddenly.

His body dodged itself in a weird posture, but only avoided the key points.

The bullet that the silver coin turned into rubbed against his right shoulder—the wound was deep enough to see bone.

The projectile passed over the shoulder and hit the wall. A large amount of smoke and dust exploded in an instant, and the room was filled with extremely sharp and harsh high-frequency noise.

"Pfft!"

Although it was only scratched, Amos's body suddenly trembled violently, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his pupils were instantly dilated.

He fell forward helplessly.

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, and tried to stand up again with a jerky movement...

But he no longer had that chance.

After Annan used the magical "Zheng Ming Thing", he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​being on the sidelines.

He immediately took a silver coin from the palm of his left hand to his right.

With Annan's hands flicking.

Then two slender silver rapiers pierced silently from between his fingers.

The left hand stabbed into Amos's heart - the other slashed Amos' throat from the front.

Then Annan moved Amos's head back with his free left hand with a very skilled technique.

Amos's azure blue eyeballs have turned a little gray.

But the emerald green pupils belonging to Elle are still trembling...

Annan didn't hesitate or show any pity.

With incomparable precision, he flung the second rapier gorgeously into a sword flower, and then pierced the emerald green eyeball from top to bottom!

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