The highest level of the palace.

In front of the silver metal door with the sun and the moon.

As the lord held the left and right hands attached to both sides of the door, the door leading to the art corridor officially opened... Even if he stood at the door, he could not look directly at the "art corridor", and his eyes were full of gray and liquid.

Han Dong muttered to the scene in front of him:

"Is this... a space portal? No... is it a 'inner and outer film'?"

As long as things involve space, Han Dong's "Void Laboratory" will inevitably have some sense... staring at the dark liquid inside the door, the feeling of teleportation from a distance is not strong, giving Han Dong the feeling more like a kind of "space film".

It's like an "empty cardboard box".

The lobby, VIP room, banquet hall and other areas in the palace are like the exterior of an empty cardboard box.

What they are about to enter now is the inner layer of the carton.

Entering in simplicity will become a difficult problem.

However, there is a related inference about [Empty Carton], Charlie Knight mentioned the relevant inferences yesterday... Some countermeasures and policies are done in advance.

Next, Han Dong, the leader, needs to make the next decision.

It is here that I rejected the lord's invitation through some reasons, delayed the time of entering the art corridor as much as possible, and found a way to contact the Expeditionary Force at the foot of the mountain.

Or just enter it directly and face the lord's real conspiracy.

"Let's go..."

Han Dong got into it first.

The teammates also followed one after another, penetrated the "gray matter film" and stepped into the art corridor.

As all the members entered, the breath completely disappeared in the palace.

Under the lord's holy robe, the runes made up of countless rat eyes turned into crooked mouths, smiling wildly unscrupulously... It seemed that his plan was about to be realized.

...

at the same time.

On the side door of the banquet hall.

The Magic Flute Messenger Truman Zorro led three "perfect replicas" to appear.

Corresponding to Wino, Demps and Charlie... the expressions, behaviors and words of the three people are no different from those of real people, and even the aura they emit is the same.

If the above three people want to use their relevant abilities, it is also feasible.

However, once the "artistic energy" existing in the body is consumed, the human form cannot be maintained...the perfect disguise for a certain period of time can still be achieved.

The lord intends to return the three "replicas" to the expeditionary force at the foot of the mountain to reach an agreement.

But there is also a problem here.

These "perfect replicas" drawn do not include Han Dong.

To be precise, the senior painters who belonged to the lord of Perugia could not portray the basic image of Han Dong, and there was no way to start making replicas.

In this way, we need to make up a reason that Han Dong violated the rules while attending the art festival and was detained.

However, such "flaws" are naturally highly likely to be discovered.

The lord stood on the platform on the second floor, and waves of ethereal sounds came from under his hood:

"Zorro, this matter is left to you...

At least don’t let this group of inferior humans have suspicion in the early stage. Give them some ‘preferential treatment’ so that more ‘food’ can enter my city-state.

The "quality" of the above four people has reached my preset standards.

As long as I can swallow them, I can get close to the film of "myth"... and then letting more humans enter the city in the future, which will further push me into the realm of myth.

What is the "medium-sized land deed"?

I will make a myth here… Lord Crazy God will be happy.”

"yes."

Just as the messenger Zorro led the three replicas to set off.

A strange aura spread out in the banquet hall.

At this moment, time has a slow flow or even a static state, and all colored substances are dyed gray...

Between the gaps of fabric, between the cracks on the wall, and between the grooves of candles.

Gray tentacles emerge in extremely twisted form.

The ground in the center of the banquet hall turned into a vortex-shaped gray abyss, and the long marble dining table and the wool carpet laid on the ground all fell into the abyss.

The Magic Flute Messenger hurriedly brought three replicas to the edge of the abyss, and was so scared that he was sweating heavily.

He had never seen such a scene before.

The aura that came from the bottom of the abyss was stronger than the lord, and was not even on the same level at all.

At this moment... the lord who was standing on the platform on the second floor of the banquet hall also quickly floated down, kneeling on the edge of the spiral abyss, lowering his head and silently.

Seeing this, Zorro, the messenger of the Magic Flute, hurriedly knelt down with three replicas of the paintings.

It can directly cross time and space, without any warning, appear in the central palace of Perugia City,

It can easily change the breath and space structure in the palace,

It will make the great Lord Perugia kneel down with fear and reverence,

Only one existence comes to mind in the mind of the Magic Flute Messenger.

That is, the true holder of the land deed in Perugia, the greatest backer behind the lord.

An old king-level existence at an absolutely high position.

In the spiral abyss, a sound that could make life bodies go crazy instantly came out.

Only the descendants of the demon who were flowing in the body with the "Blood of the Crazy God" were not affected... The Demon Flute Messenger and the Lord belonged to the descendants of this god, but they were still trembling under the cover of such sounds, and the tentacles in their bodies curled up into a ball.

Even the painter, as a lord, could not understand why this existence came in person.

Even if he died here in battle,

Even if the medium-sized land deed is occupied,

It is just a trivial matter for this existence... Why, such a great existence will come because of a sesame-sized siege?

The lord kneeling on the edge of the abyss could not find the answer.

The crazy whisper echoes in the palace, unable to be rejected, every word will be engraved on the surface of the brain,

“Interesting thoughts…

However, such a "disguise" is not enough to deceive these humans.

Let me add some 'products' to make this war more interesting."

Gaji gaji ~ in the spiral abyss.

Tentacles with human faces quickly crawled out and quickly drilled into the bodies of the three replicas.

Improve the disguise and completely complete all defects... Even if it is placed in front of several group leaders for review, no problems can be found.

at the same time.

There is still some perfect creation slowly emerging in the abyss.

The countless gray tentacles carry a special "egg" and rise from the abyss... Using this smooth egg as the head, fine tentacles grow and woven into a perfect human body.

It's exactly what [Han Dong] looks like!

“This is the perfect disguise!

I'll leave it to you how to do it, Ramsden... Let's go crazy!"

At the end of the words.

The gray matter dissipates, the tentacles retreat, and the abyss disappears.
Chapter completed!