Chapter 2 The Painter

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The muscles of Allen's whole body tensed up. Is this the end of the journey?

At the moment when the tightened spider web was about to scratch his skin, time stopped...

[Ding dong...]

[Cyber Mobile, at your service! ]

[Trigger the key time node. ]

[Crossover Reward: Customers can talk to themselves on the node in the past 5 minutes for 3 seconds, please dial within one minute. ]

A green phone icon appeared on his retina, and then a frame appeared, which was the moment when he ran to the 60th floor, left the corridor and ran towards the passageway in the distance.

What's the meaning? Can I make a phone call with myself in the past time node? Yes, if he could let himself know in advance that the sixtieth floor would be dangerous, would he be able to escape this catastrophe?

As soon as he regained consciousness, he dialed the phone. He saw himself in the node screen stop and connected the phone, "Who the hell are you?"

The words came from the opposite side, but Alan didn't have time to explain anything, because he only had three seconds in total, and this question had already taken up one second. He immediately shouted in his mind: "Don't go to the 60th floor, run down!"

[Ding dong... The call is over, please give the customer a five-star praise. ]

Damn, this time is too short, why are you still getting five-star praise?

[Thank you for the five-star praise from the customer. Please continue to activate the time node and collect soul fragments. We will provide more high-quality services. ]

After speaking, the phone icon turned gray.

And as soon as the voice of the telephone system disappeared in Alan's mind, he found that his body became more and more transparent, no longer an entity, just like a phantom.

Those tightened spider webs passed through his body as if they had cut through the air. There was no broken body, nor piercing pain. He just blinked and found himself on the stairs again, and there was a slight ding-dong sound in his mind.

He looked up at the corridor sign, and the red 55th floor came into view. He didn't enter the damned 60th floor.

He is not dead...

It should be that the past self received his own warning and ran directly to the 55th floor, so the timeline when he encountered the brain-eating spider on the 60th floor was changed, and there was no timeline where he was entangled by the spider's silk. Although he still had the memory of the brain-eating worm, the fat man, and the soldier, everything was different.

By changing the past to change the current development of the timeline, is this how I use my golden finger?

I don't know if the fat man and the soldier are still on the 60th floor.

Wait... He suddenly thought of the call he received at the beginning. Could it be that the voice message was also sent to him?

It's just that the timeline earlier warned me to run fast?

Only in this way can it be explained why there was never such a strange phone call in his previous memory, because it was brought by him through time travel, but he doesn't know how this time node was triggered, and what is the soul fragment?

There were many question marks in his mind, and at this moment, there was another ding-dong sound in his mind.

[Successful space-time change, triggering a special event]

[In order to give back to customers, Cyber Mobile offers the following preferential packages, please choose. ]

[Skill 1, optical camouflage, used to shield detection, need to pay 2 units of soul shards per month]

[Skill 2, Cursed Silk, shoots invisible spider silk no longer than 30 meters, which can be used to delay, split or corrode prey, pay the devil 3 units of soul fragments every month. ]

[Please note that if you fail to pay the soul fragments on time, the customer's own soul will be extracted, and the consequences will be at your own risk! ]

Haha, sure enough cheating is not that simple, there are still skills to choose from. These two skills were used by that damn brain-eating spider, so they were absorbed by the system? And what is Demon Soul?

Forget it, the crisis hasn't been resolved yet, the most important thing now is the demonic crisis in the building in front of you, first choose skills so that you can survive.

Allen chose skill two. Although stealth is good, optical camouflage is nothing new in this world, but Cursed Thread is different. It can be used both offensively and defensively. It's a good thing.

Just then, a loud noise brought Allen back to reality. He looked up and saw a huge humanoid bat appearing in the corridor at some point.

Seven or eight drones were buzzing, and they were crazily firing at this humanoid bat outside.

It's a gargoyle. Allen recognized this demon. They've learned that this is a leveled demon, and it's not comparable to miscellaneous soldiers like brain-eating spiders.

The humanoid bat covered its body with its huge wings, allowing the red laser bombs to leave burns on the wings. At this moment, three more armed helicopters flew over from the gap between the buildings. The multi-round rotating rapid-fire guns on the nose opened fire, and the dense solid bullets shot at the demon, directly smashing the wall behind it, and the huge impact knocked it into the room.

Sometimes, physical bullets are more effective than energy weapons.

"Damn it, it's not over!" Allen blurted out, the 55th floor is not a good place either.

The gargoyle tried to smash the drones, but these drones were obviously specially designed and extremely flexible. The gargoyle roared like a gangrene.

At the same time, three black figures jumped off the three helicopters and landed in the corridor with a bang.

Two men and one woman, both wearing black leather jackets and helmets, looked coldly at the gargoyle that was still being attacked by drones!

The silver-haired woman stared at the gargoyle in front of her eyes, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Hold it, I'll seal it!"

The two men ran towards the gargoyle without any doubts. As they ran, their bodies changed. In just two or three steps, they turned into two hungry wolves. Cooperating with the drones flying up and down, the gargoyle could only use its wings to wrap its body tightly, tired of parrying.

The silver-haired woman took out a pen and paper from her backpack, unfolded the paper out of thin air, stretched her right hand, and pulled out a pen from the air. She glanced at Alan who was hiding behind the stairs, not paying attention to his existence.

I saw the clothes on his slightly chest tightened, as if taking a deep breath, he tapped on the canvas with one stroke.

It's a painter!

This is exactly the major he just entered today!

Painting is a special profession in this world. Unlike contractors who sign contracts with demons and sacrifice themselves to gain power, painters do not need contracts or sacrifices.

All those who learn painting can resonate with their own souls, thus condensing some special items, such as paintbrushes, so they are also called Horcruxes.

With this tool, one can directly attack the demon's soul, and seal the demon's soul into the drawing paper by drawing the demon's appearance.

This is an attack method that directly hits the source. Once the demon is sealed, it will become the artist's slave. It can be released to fight, and it can also provide the artist with soul power for the artist to grow.

Of course, this kind of soul-origin battle is also very dangerous. The competition is whose soul is stronger and whose resonance efficiency is higher.

And Alan was just admitted to the Academy of Painting, not even an apprentice.

The gargoyle felt a throbbing from the soul. Through the cracks in its wings, it saw the woman. Both its soul and body were pulled into the painting by a strong force, which seriously affected its actions.

If you don't stop it, it will soon become a painting, be sealed, and become a human slave or soul nourishment.

It flapped its wings vigorously, and a strong hurricane pressed towards the two hell wolf contractors in the narrow space of the passage. The walls it passed were rolled into broken bricks and smashed to the surroundings. At the same time, seven or eight sharp spikes grew on its wings, and with a slight shock, these spikes shot towards the woman like bullets.

The woman's reaction was also quite quick. She threw a button-like thing with her left hand, and with a buzzing sound, a light blue shield unfolded in the air—the energy light shield, which firmly blocked all the flying spikes.

Seeing that his attack didn't work, the gargoyle saw that more and more flesh and blood had been bitten off by two hungry wolves. It roared, and the air collapsed violently in a circular shape along its body, sending out white vibration ripples. All the air gathered towards it for a while.

"No, it's the Phagocytosis!" The silver-haired woman exclaimed, and accelerated her pen movement. At the tip of her pen, time and space seemed to be distorted, and a portrait of a watercolor gargoyle was quickly appearing on the paper.

Allen saw countless various demon soldiers passing through the walls from all over the building, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com flew towards the gargoyles through the walls at an unimaginable speed. This building has already been occupied by these demons. I don't know how many civilians are still alive in this building besides him.

Accompanied by the distortion of the space, all these demon soldiers were swallowed by the gargoyle.

A black spinning object appeared in front of the gargoyle's chest. Its body actually began to shrink, becoming only as tall as a person. Its skin also turned red, and it let out a fierce laugh.

With a slight wave of his hand, reddish-brown corrosion marks appeared on the metal fuselage. What was even more weird was that red carrion grew on the wings, and fangs grew out of the laser weapons.

"Oops, they've been corrupted by the evil energy of a different space, they're turning into demons, and they're starting the self-destruction process!" One of the hell wolves sputtered and ordered, and as soon as the words fell, the drone exploded into pieces, and the pieces that fell on the ground were still changing in the direction of the carrion, making a crackling sound.

Seeing a flash of red, a red paw grabbed the front leg of one of the hell wolves, swung it up and threw it downstairs. Seeing that the situation was not good, the other contractor opened his mouth and bit it, firmly biting the gargoyle's right hand.

"Damn human beings!" The gargoyle even spoke human words, and was about to rush towards the silver-haired woman, but was held back by the hell wolf. Its eyes froze, and a thin red needle ignored the space, and suddenly appeared on the other side of the light shield. The woman reacted very quickly, and tilted her head to dodge, dodging the deadly red light, but still heard a puff. It turned out that the second needle pierced the woman's right shoulder.

The woman let out a muffled snort, her right hand drooped feebly, and her drawing was interrupted.