Chapter 61: If the Art Is Too Poor, Initiate a Divine Battle

"Wah!"

The white-haired loli watched as her masterpiece was snatched away by Shang Lin, and after being insulted, she immediately had a mental breakdown. She lowered her head and then raised it again, giving Shang Lin quite a fright!

She actually had tears of blood running down her face!

True. Tears of blood!

Just like in the beginning when beams of light shot from her eyes, as the God of Coloring, she commanded the power of painting and exaggeration. Hence, her expressions were very much like a character straight out of a 2D animation.

While crying and sobbing, the white-haired loli said, "Actually, I... hiss... actually... hiss... others think I'm abstract... just scribbling... hiss... actually... I'm hiss... extremely good at generalizing!"

She strained to keep her sadness at bay and pleaded with Shang Lin,

"Please! Take another good look, that... hiss... it really does look like you...!"