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Whoever stipulated that he was born in the painting world is doomed to be like these rubbish, silently waiting for the arrival of destruction.

Knowing that the cycle of corruption is approaching, they do nothing.

It was as if the night sky was suddenly cut open amidst the roar of a thunderstorm.

Seeing this, Claire, Tina, and the others suddenly became short of breath, their beautiful eyelashes trembled, and they couldn't help but widen their eyes.

The book describes in detail the changes in Sullivan's expression at this moment, as well as his inner words.

Although Sullivan didn't say anything clearly, the girls' bodies trembled a little.

Instinctively, their consciousness has already noticed the startling and earth-shaking changes in the mentality of the protagonist in the book.

Just like Adam and Eve crossed the taboo, they couldn't help the inner temptation to devour the fruit.

Just like Prometheus's madness and persistence in stealing divine fire for human beings, he put aside his awe of Zeus, the king of gods, at that moment.

Once the spiritual shackles are opened, no matter it is good or bad, Sullivan's turbulence hidden under the quiet appearance at this moment begins to bring a trace of paranoid and crazy psychological activities, which has shocked the girls Living.

——It was a soul that was not hysterical, but was insane, completely isolated from the world of painting.

"He doesn't belong here!" At this moment, such thoughts flashed through the hearts of the girls.

Sullivan raised his cold eyes that were not content with the status quo.

His eyes are as cold as the wind and snow in the painting world, but in the depths of the cold there is an indelible flame.

So, an outstanding frost warlock stepped out of his homeland, preparing to leave this painting world.

"Where have you been, child? It's cold outside, and it will freeze. Where are you going, my child?" The mother's fearful and frightened voice came from the snowstorm.

Constantly calling and crying, wanting to call back and retain the son who is about to leave.

Sullivan walked forward slowly without looking back, he just said: "You are also the same as the others here, mother.... unwilling to break the status quo, willing to accept the fate of this corrupt reincarnation, even if you have to face It's an unknown future."

"No... no, Sullivan! Mother, I..."

"Mother, the residents of the painting world in your mouth are all people who have experienced loss and have been abandoned by the outside world. But I am different from you. Now I have nothing, just because I am still here. I have not experienced you You are afraid of the unknown, but I am not." Sullivan stopped suddenly.

Seeing this, the frightened mother showed joy on her face, thinking that there was still room for redemption.

"Wait for Sullivan and think about it again! It's true that corruption has begun here, but it can't get worse, and it won't be completely abandoned now. Stay here! Why change it."

"It must be right. Corruption will also have an end. God will help us, so... Sullivan, come to mother's arms as usual." Mother looked at Sullivan eagerly road.

"No need...you are just a tree." Sullivan muttered this sentence and took a sudden step.

——Stay here, I will feel suffocated.

His figure gradually drifted away until he disappeared into the wind and snow, and disappeared into the sound of his mother's desperate cries.

He was nostalgic for his mother's embrace, and Sullivan, who didn't want to drown in that tenderness, never looked back at his mother again.

And there is a new illustration in the book, which is a picture that makes girls stand on end.

The gentle and beautiful mother who had opened her arms and was ready to wait for the child to pounce... at this moment, she really turned into a thin tree with long hair and a human shape.

'You are just a tree. '

Sullivan's last words seemed to be still vivid in his memory, which shocked the girls speechless for a while.

"This, this is... is it a tree man!?"

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Create a painting world and throw unnecessary things out of sight. Is this the way gods save human beings?

Sullivan, who left the painting world, still echoed his mother's last words in his mind.

The gods will save us. Does the so-called salvation mean that people are left to fend for themselves, and corruption continues to breed?

Sullivan suddenly had a strong urge—he wanted to see what the gods looked like.

Is it the God who does nothing as I guessed, or the God who will definitely save them in the mother's mouth?

Sullivan, who left the painting world, began to search for traces of gods purposefully.

"God?!"... Goo... Throat throbbing.

Sullivan was actually questioning and pursuing the gods.

Seeing this, Claire gasped and shook her head violently.

I can't think about it anymore, the protagonist this time won't be another miserable and pitiful character like the Grand Duke, right?

In any case, she doesn't have the courage to curse God like the Grand Duke, nor does she dare to speculate on God's behavior like Sullivan in the book!So bold!It's almost fatal!

...that is a god!

In the book, Sullivan came to the city of Cold Valley—Elusil.

This is a city as cold as the world of painting.

But the glamorous Elsir is obviously very different from the corrupt painting world.

When the first part of Black Soul came out, some people guessed that it was a work that alluded to reality.

When they saw the description about Elsir.