I'm almost reaching the maximum level of evil god, and you're advising me to change my job

Among the flowers, there is a stone table.

Huang Ye approached the table.

Looking at the steaming teacup on top of it, I tightened my grip on the shovel.

"A cup of tea."

His eyes narrowed slightly. In the world of this painting, the appearance of such a special item was obviously the key to the murder pattern.

I just don’t know what its effectiveness will be.

He circled the stone table and then leaned forward slightly.

Putting your face over the tea cup, all you can see is the steam.

And his own reflection in the tea.

"My appearance did not change in the tea."

Huang Ye discovered this phenomenon.

Fall into deeper thought.

His reflection in front of the pool and even on the water jar looked like it had been invaded.

But in the tea, it restores its own color.

It seems as if it is not contaminated.

He became more and more certain that this was highly related to the murderous pattern of the paper man.

"Will it be broken if I drink it, or is it a trap?"

This is a deadlock. Huang Ye has a naked kill black hole and can leave the picture directly.

You won’t gamble your life by buying big or small.

The dealer can modify the dice points.

If you gamble by yourself, the chances of winning are too slim.

If you are really at the end of your rope, give up on the Papercrafter and the Contractor.

"Hide and seek is more disgusting than guessing."

Huang Ye frowned in disgust.

There is so little information, so be careful every step you take.

And this strange place is very dangerous.

The longer it stays, the more it will be assimilated by the ink.

This danger is hidden deep inside and cannot be guarded against.

"The black hole of naked killing is affected even more deeply."

Huang Ye felt quite uneasy.

He sensed that if he used the naked kill black hole, he could still leave.

But just like signal disconnection, it will be intermittent.

It can be predicted that he has reached an extremely dangerous situation.

"It's time to go."

Huang Ye looked ugly.

Didn't expect such a result.

I don’t even know where my opponent is.

It has been deeply invaded and assimilated by the strange realm.

He looked at the stone table, wanting to pick up the tea cup and take it to the outside world for analysis.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a strong crisis.

Huang Ye's hair stood on end.

The heart beats like a drum.

He swept back the shovel without hesitation.

The weak points attached to it are broken.

But he waved a pool of ink and sprinkled it on the white petals, dyeing them pitch black.

"Paper Man!"

Huang Ye turned around, but saw solemnly that at some point, a woman stood behind him.

It has a round face and small and narrow eyes.

The plump body is covered with black and white silk.

On its completely black and white body, the only color is the blush on its round face.

Its hands hang down, and in its right hand, it holds a round cattail leaf fan.

He looked at Huang Ye with a lifeless face.

Huang Ye did not back down and looked directly at the opponent.

The pattern of killing was quietly planted.

The figure that appeared was the image of a woman hanging above the city.

At this moment, its body was swept through by the quick-reacting Huang Ye with a shovel, splitting out a pool of fragrant ink.

But the paper man's calm expression made Huang Ye feel heavy.

Because the opponent was not affected by the black blood on the shovel.

Apparently there is no real entity.

In other words, this woman is not a weird entity.

This feeling.

It was as if Lin Qiao had removed his physical body, leaving only his skeleton.

In a special way, the evil influence of the shovel was eliminated.

"It's impossible not to be affected."

Huang Ye hit the target with a shovel and retreated cautiously.

His back was pressed against the stone table.

Turn your head slightly to one side.

I saw the black tea on the side that was slightly less hot.

Huang Ye felt confident.

Although the other party avoided being harassed by the evil god's resentment.

But it certainly won’t come without a price.

It's just that I haven't noticed anything unusual yet.

"Crash-"

The sound of water flowing.

In Huang Ye's solemn gaze.

The body of the woman who was cut off at the waist did not collapse.

Like a flat portrait, fixed in mid-air.

Subsequently.

A strange scene occurs.

The upper body of the paper man was covered with dark ink and connected to the lower body.

Finally, the woman's figure and appearance are re-outlined.

The fragrance of ink inside made Huang Ye feel strangely familiar.

"Tea?"

Huang Ye frowned slightly.

With quick eyes and hands, he picked up the remaining warm tea cup.

Place it before the nose and sniff slightly.

The smell was exactly the same as the smell of the Paper Man's damaged body.

Obviously, these are all equal substances.

However, its effectiveness is still unknown.

The more Huang Ye thought about it, the more annoyed he became.

This reminded him of the powerlessness he felt when guessing the riddle when he first faced the suit thief.

Not as simple and crude as Lin Qiao.

But now this paper man not only wants to guess riddles, but also hide and seek.

But now that something strange has appeared around him.

It was obvious that he had lost the hide-and-seek game.

"To drink or not to drink?"

Huang Ye looked at the tea cup in his hand.

Eyes twinkling.

If you drink it, maybe things will turn around.

Only then can we understand more clearly the formation of the murderous pattern of the Paper Man.

If you don't drink, you won't be able to harm the approaching paper man at all, and you will have to leave.

For a moment, Huang Ye was in a dilemma.