Bankruptcy beast.

Jiang Chen wrapped himself in the Void Battle Suit and quietly walked in front of the painter.

He roughly figured out the artist's ability, which was simply to replace what originally existed in the scroll, or to directly insert new things into the blank areas.

This ability is very similar to the ability of the Wilderness Canteen, both involve changes between reality and illusion, but there are slight differences in the performance.

For example, the ancient tree before was able to deceive so many powerful people, and even when attacked, the illusion was not broken. This is completely different from ordinary illusions.

Either the artist's own ability is too strong, or there is some mechanism in the artist's painting that the artist is unaware of.

But he'll find out soon enough.

Jiang Chen showed a dangerous smile on his face, and he couldn't wait to study the painter's abilities.

As for whether the painter will run away?

With the east wind around, this guy has nowhere to go.

If he discovered the clues because he was always skeptical, then Dongfeng was simply fighting you with his perspective.

Thinking about the disgusting feeling he had once had when he was teased by others, and now the same feeling happened to someone else, Jiang Chen said that he felt happier than ever before.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, a traveler from outside the Six Paths. It's my humble honor to meet you here."

Seeing that he had no chance of escape, the painter finally gave up hiding and removed the faint black halo on his body, revealing his true appearance.

It is a bird with a magical appearance.

This bird looks somewhat similar to a starling, but its feathers are more colorful, and it carries a drawing board and a paintbrush, which really looks like a painter.

I don’t know why, but the hair on the back of his head is a little sparse, as if he has reached the male midlife crisis.

Could this be some old monster who has lived for many years?
Jiang Chen complained in his heart, but still had no intention of letting the painter leave, and took two steps forward.

"Don't be so polite. After all, I'm not going to be polite to you next."

Jiang Chen clenched his fist and said, "Those strange things I encountered when I first got here were also your doing, right?"

"Of course, although it was the first time for me to see those strange creatures, only I could draw such realistic paintings."

The painter admitted his behavior very proudly, with a smug look on his face, but he didn't notice Jiang Chen's increasingly dangerous eyes.

The Four Evils and Xiangliu are all his memories from his previous life, they do not exist in this world at all.

Since the painter can peek into his memories, doesn't that mean he can also know other things?

"Dongfeng, kill him!"

嘤嘤……

Feeling Jiang Chen's murderous aura that seemed tangible, Dongfeng was a little scared, but he still controlled the flying sword to attack the painter.

"Damn it! They say you shouldn't hit someone who's smiling. I was so polite and you actually hit me!"

The painter cursed inwardly and painted in the air with the brush in his hand. Unexpectedly, a circle of rocks appeared in front of him, protecting him tightly.

"Creating something out of thin air?"

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes. This ability is even more powerful than the Sweetheart Dragon's law.

The Sweetheart Dragon is just a variant that has mastered the laws of life and can change the forms of other lives, but the artist obviously made it up out of nothing.

If such a being were allowed to leave here and draw what he remembered, then...

Well, it seems pretty good.

Jiang Chen shook his head, threw these distracting thoughts out of his mind, and also swung his fist to attack.

Dongfeng's normal combat capability was still unstable, so he naturally joined the battle to be on the safe side.

However, when Jiang Chen punched the rock wall, he did not feel any hardness at all. Instead, it seemed like he hit empty space.

On the other side, Dong Feng was even more direct. His flying sword ignored the rock wall and accurately hit the painter hiding inside.

"Fake? Could it be that the painter's skills have failed?"

Jiang Chen was a little surprised. The painter had just been able to withstand a solar-level attack, so how come the things he drew this time were so fragile?

"Damn it, you don't even believe what you see?"

The painter narrowly avoided Dongfeng's attack and couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw the feathers all over the ground.

"Damn, do you know how long it takes me to grow all those feathers?!"

As he spoke, the painter rolled over lazily and picked up a handful of feathers from the ground. He actually used the feathers as a paintbrush and gestured towards the sky.

Suddenly, dozens of meteorites appeared out of nowhere and smashed towards them with endless power.

"Meteorite? Everyone, get out of the way!"

Fiona, who was being beaten unilaterally by Hongzhong, saw the meteorite appear and immediately ordered her tribesmen to dodge.

There is no hope of leaving here now. As the patriarch, what he has to do is naturally to preserve as much manpower as possible.

The other three races also took similar protective measures, and Angelica and her group even took the opportunity to distance themselves from their opponents.

"You actually want to ask someone else to help you?"

Jiang Chen was speechless. This painter was really a troublemaker. It would have been fine if he had just played tricks on the four celestial races for no reason, but now he was actually trying to muddy the situation so as to get away.

But what can these fake meteorites do...

Da da!

At this moment, Fa Cai suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Chen and swung a claw towards the sky.

The meteorite shattered, and the momentum was also dissipated by the Thirty-Three Heavens Profound Yellow Tower, falling lightly to the ground.

Hongzhong and his group also used their own methods to smash all the meteorites that fell towards Jiang Chen. There was no movement on Jiang Chen's side, but it was different in other places.

boom! boom! boom!
The meteorites fell heavily to the ground, creating deep pits one after another on the ground, and those of the four tribes of celestial beings who did not have time to dodge were smashed into a bloody mess by the huge impact force.

"It's not fake..."

Jiang Chen widened his eyes and turned his head abruptly to look at the painter who was waiting for an opportunity to leave.

They both use the same drawing method, but the things they draw are completely different.

Was it intentional to let my guard down, or was there something I didn't know about?

"Seeing is believing...don't believe what you see..."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but recall the painter's previous complaints, and suddenly he figured something out.

“Seeing may not be believing, but if you think it is true, then it is true.”

Jiang Chen said this, and the painter not far away froze in place after hearing it, staring at Jiang Chen with incredible eyes.

"How do you know this!"

"That's true."

Jiang Chen was shocked. He was just guessing. After all, such a superstitious ability would sound a little abnormal no matter who he told it to.

But now it seems to be true.

From the original four evil spirits, to the ancient trees before, and then to the stone walls and meteorites now.

After some comparison, Jiang Chen found that when he denied the authenticity of these things, no matter how realistic the painter painted them, these things could not show the real effect.

But if other people recognize the existence of these things, what was originally false will become true.

The final evidence is the rock walls and meteorites.

Only himself and Dongfeng could see the rock wall. Dongfeng could ignore these things, but Jiang Chen had already defined this rock wall as a painting.

The result was that they all ignored the existence of the rock wall.

But when the painter drew the meteorite covering everyone, Jiang Chen still had no idea and could not resist those who did not know the truth and believed it.

With such idealistic skills, Jiang Chen said that if Wang Shouren and Plato came, they would have to call him "big brother".

"Suddenly I don't want to silence you anymore."

Jiang Chen stroked his chin. The painter's ability was very peculiar. The upper limit was extremely high, but the lower limit was also very low.

If no one approves, then the artist's painting is simply a trick and has no destructive power.

But if someone believes in it, the painter might even be able to draw the God of Creation.

Such drastic fluctuations are definitely dangerous in battle, because an unstable skill is likely to cause the controller to make a misjudgment.

But Jiang Chen said that he has no shortage of steady and cautious pet spirits.

Being invincible in a one-on-one fight means "fa cai", being able to combine offense and defense means "hong zhong", being the most meaty and the most yin means "bai ban", and being able to strategize means "jiu tongs".

Everything is ready, and there is an east wind at the critical moment.

What he lacks now is a pet spirit that can burst out with power beyond everyone's expectations in desperate situations.

The painter is this type.

"Now that you know my secret, I can't let you leave."

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen ignored the four celestial races who were quietly distancing themselves from them, and signaled the pet spirits to surround the painter.

"Now I give you three choices."

"One is for us to kill you, the second is for me to capture you and let them kill you, and the third is for you to accept my contract and become my pet spirit."

"Are you sure you really gave three choices?"

The painter was speechless and complained.

"Of course three. After all, you might be the type who would rather die than surrender."

Jiang Chen nodded very seriously and said.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I can only..."

“Resisted!”

As he spoke, the painter suddenly tore off a feather from the back of his head and quickly painted it on himself. Then, a dazzling colorful light flashed on the painter's body, and he actually turned into a phoenix!
"The Phoenix of Creation? No, since the prophecy is false, this legend is probably also false."

Fiona's face was filled with shock and she no longer knew what to believe.

Not only Fiona, but everyone present subconsciously began to doubt after hearing Jiang Chen's description just now.

Trust completely collapsed.

But Jiang Chen did not show any joy at all, instead his expression became somewhat ugly.

Although he knew very well that the phoenix was just drawn by the artist, and he doubted it from the bottom of his heart.

But the constantly shaking manor was reminding everyone that this phoenix was real!

"Did I guess wrong?"

Jiang Chen was somewhat shaken, looking up at the mysterious phoenix in the sky with confidence flickering in its eyes.

Hmm? Confidence? (End of this chapter)