The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 366: The brush of painting

Annan has realized that the gentle young man in front of him who suddenly pulled him into the hallucination is Nicholas, whom he mentioned to Nolan before.

Should we say yes, Cao Cao has arrived...

Although he looks gentle and melancholy, harmless, he looks like a young artistic man who is sad for spring and autumn.

But Nicholas was not so polite when he spoke - even vaguely, he could taste a hint of god-like compassion and arrogance.

However, the person Nicholas was facing at this moment... was a real god.

The moment he heard the cold female voice, Annan felt strange fluctuations emerging in the space.

Distorted, faint yellow traces, like transparent lemon-colored jelly, quickly emerge in the pure white space.

It’s as if the world in front of you is a white canvas, and someone is taking a paintbrush full of faint yellow paint and daubing it in the air at will——

Several arcs with strange beauty surrounded Nicholas. It looks like many petals with ink style blooming around Nicholas. It is completely different from his painting style, but it is very beautiful because of it.

A white-haired girl who could only be described as "beautiful" seemed to have been sketched in the air with a paintbrush - she quickly took on a form composed of black and white lines, and was then painted with color.

"Is it Paper Princess?"

Nicholas replied calmly: "Long time no see... Lord Paper Princess."

"Nicholas?"

Zhi Ji frowned slightly and warned: "He is not Don Juan Geraint. He is Annan Winter - retreat, otherwise I will attack you."

"Actually, I have no hostility toward His Highness Annan, Lord Zhiji."

The young man smiled warmly.

But as he said this, the movements of his hands did not stop.

The pattern on the back of his hand looks like a rose family plant with extremely complex colors.

Different petals have different colors - black, red, blue, purple, yellow, evenly distributed on each petal, and almost all petals are different colors from adjacent petals. After activating different colored lines, completely different circuits are immediately formed.

As the black, purple, and blue circuits on his left hand and the black, red, and blue circuits on his right hand were lit up, the white thread-like light that had been lingering on the fingertips of both of his hands instantly seemed to have come to life, turning into An ever-expanding, translucent soft ball of light.

Like someone blowing air, the light ball expanded rapidly, like a huge copper bell, taking on a new shape and wrapping Nicholas in it.

But as the light group continued to expand, it came into contact with the faint yellow traces of the ink wind around it——

The moment it came into contact with the faint yellow traces stuck in the void, the inside of the light group was fixed in the air... It was as if time had paused.

At this time, Zhiji had already appeared next to Annan.

"Back off, Annan."

Zhi Ji made a cold voice.

She turned her back to Annan and stood in front of Annan. Her left arm hangs straight down, and her left hand holds a large writing brush about 24 to 5 centimeters long like a long dagger behind her back.

Annan could clearly see that the brush was dyed with faint yellow paint.

Her right hand was raised horizontally, completely blocking Annan behind her.

Between the fingers of her right hand, she held a red pencil and a pen dripping with blue ink.

After the light group was paused by the faint yellow trace, the five fingers of Zhi Ji’s extremely flexible right hand danced rapidly——

Dark blue thunderclouds quickly accumulated in the sky.

Under the thundercloud, red lightning quickly began to accumulate. The terrifying dark red thunder was entangled in the clouds... A strange smell could even be vaguely smelled in the air, like the breeze after a heavy rain.

After just a few seconds, a red lightning bolt fell from the sky - hitting the light group hard and shattering it instantly!

A huge roar sounded at the same time as the lightning fell!

Even the ground felt a slight tremor and numbness.

After the red thunder dissipated, there were even crackling red electric sparks in the air.

At the same time, azure blue frost was also quickly outlined on the ground. The dark blue ice shackles spread up from the earth - fixing Nicholas's feet to the ground and continuing to spread upward.

At this moment, the second red thunder in the sky began to accumulate.

But that's it.

The circuits on the back of Nicholas's hand began to flash rapidly.

In other words... it's switching rapidly.

The illusory light group split by the red thunder revealed several sharp white zigzag light paths from the dissipating wreckage. Then a sharp blade appeared in the front part of the light path, running towards Annan on its own like a hound.

Like traces on a circuit board, the tortuous light path spread rapidly in the air, trying to avoid Zhi Ji and stabbing towards Annan.

But the strange thing is... Annan didn't feel the slightest murderous intention from it.

...Does Nicholas really have no murderous intention towards him?

Then...what is he doing now?

Faced with Nicholas' disobedient actions, Zhi Ji's awe-inspiring face showed no trace of emotion.

She raised the paintbrush in her left hand and quickly added a few strokes in the air.

The dim yellow traces fell into the void at the same time, freezing those few light traces in the void. As the dim yellow spreads towards the light traces, more time is suspended - and several light traces continue to split from the end of the light traces before the dim yellow spreads over and fly towards Annan!

"What are you thinking about?"

Zhi Ji frowned slightly.

Suddenly there was a short-handled brush in her right hand.

As she swung the brush in her hand, dozens of metallic paint dots were thrown away, turning into steel shields in the air, landing on the spreading and twisting light paths with incomparable precision.

As the acid squeaking sounds sounded, the steel shield was pierced by the light path in the blink of an eye. But as these shields shattered and disappeared, the sharp light marks that passed through the shields were turned into white paint and fell to the ground in drops.

But at this moment, Annan looked again... Nicholas had disappeared into this pure white space. The shackles made of ice on the ground have turned into wet, cracked clay.

However, Nicholas's sudden escape ~IndoMTL.com~ does not seem to surprise Zhi Ji.

She just put all the pens back into her waist, turned around and squatted in front of Annan with some concern.

The moment he saw Zhiji, Annan was also shocked by the "beauty" that transcended anti-intellectualism. But he quickly woke up and did not have hallucinations or new influences like Lao Goose.

...It's as if I have already become accustomed to this "beauty".

But it makes sense.

Because Annan itself is a copy of this beauty. He even possesses an element of "beauty" that has not yet been fully awakened.

What surprised Annan...Zhiji's first reaction when he came over was to touch her head, and then stretched out a hand to pinch her face.

"Are you okay, Annan?"

Zhi Ji looked at Annan levelly, while gently stroking Annan's hair, she asked softly with concern: "Did he hurt you?"