Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 1835 Illusion Drawing Board
Angel lazily sank into the soft sofa, took a deep breath of the cold fragrance in the air, and then opened his pale golden eyes to look at Dodolo opposite.

"You just said you wanted something from me?"

Dodolo nodded: "Yes, I saw a picture..."

Before Dodolo finished speaking, Angel asked, "Another picture? About me?"

After getting Dodolo's affirmative answer, Angel frowned, and muttered in a low voice: "Why, like Hua Que Que, you all said that you saw my picture."

Have I become a regular repertoire of the Baiyuan tribe, with real-time updates?Angel complained in his heart, and looked up at Dodolo who looked puzzled: "It's okay, just keep talking."

Dodolo was about to continue talking, but Angel interrupted him: "Wait, since you said it was a picture, it's better to show it directly than to say it."

"Appear?" When Dodoluo was puzzled, Angel casually popped out a phantom breath, flying towards Dodoluo's eyebrows.

If it was someone else, they would probably avoid it immediately, after all, the importance of the space between the eyebrows is self-evident.But Dodoluo didn't even blink his eyes, didn't dodge or dodge, and let the nightmare breath blend into his eyebrows.

As the nightmare breath entered his body, Dodolo only felt that his thinking seemed to be much clearer, and at the same time, the world in his eyes had also undergone some changes.

The colors he saw were more vivid than ever.It seems that there is a cloud of breath covering his retina, constantly adjusting the depth of his vision.

But apart from the color change, there is nothing special about it.Just when Dodolo was about to ask, Angel stretched out his hand and waved it lightly, and a glowing whiteboard appeared right in front of him.

This whiteboard is like a drawing board, which seems to be waiting for the artist to fill in the colors.

Dodolo looked at the whiteboard and seemed to realize something.

"This is a trick of illusion, you can call it an illusion drawing board. It is connected to your pupils, and can be manipulated through the nightmare aura between your brows. You only need to think about it in your mind..." Ange Er Hua just stopped halfway through her speech.Because a complete picture has appeared on the whiteboard in front of Dodoluo.

It was exactly what Dodolo described before, when Angel crossed the Sky Bridge and walked towards Magical Island with this image.

"Is that so?" Dodo asked.

Angel: "...Yes."

Angel's expression was calm, but his heart was not so calm.Although this illusion drawing board is a trick he thought up on the spur of the moment, and it is not very difficult, it is a technique of projecting thoughts through nightmares; but it is not so easy to reproduce them perfectly.

In Angel's view, Dodolo had to study for at least ten minutes before he could barely present a picture on the illusion drawing board.

But Dodolo appeared in an instant, which is enough to show that Dodolo's concentration is extraordinary, and his thinking is very pure and clean.Because many people's thoughts are too complicated, the picture projected on the whiteboard will be more or less messy. For example, some people want to draw a lotus root, but in the end they draw a greasy white arm. Described.

Moreover, Dodolo's ability to control and express colors is very strong.If a painter wants to make a picture come alive, the matching of colors is very important.Although the illusion palette does not require a variety of color palettes, it is necessary to have a deep understanding of color in order to present reality.

Angel doesn't think Dodolo will have time to learn painting during this period, that is to say, this is his... talent.

Angel took a deep look at Dodoluo, the Baiyuan tribe is indeed the race most favored by heaven.

"Since you already know how to operate, then you can continue to draw." Angel stopped explaining and let Dodolo use his imagination.

Dodolo nodded, looked away from Angel, and focused on the whiteboard.

The picture presented on the whiteboard before, now seems to be soaked by a heavy rain, and slowly melts away.However, the clean whiteboard did not last long, and new images slowly emerged.

This is an extremely tragic picture.

The ground is cracked, everything is withered, and countless pitch-black ravines intertwine, occupying most of the screen, extending to the end of the horizon.

The sky was blood red, like a deep sunset glow, and like a blood mist ignited by fire.In the very center of this scarlet sky, a huge one-eye is looking down at the world.

"Is this the picture you saw?" Angel looked at Dodolo suspiciously.

Dodo nodded.

"You said it's about me? But where am I?" Angel looked at the picture carefully, but couldn't find himself.

Dodolo: "There are no human beings in the picture I saw. I don't know where the adults are, but I can be sure that this picture must be related to the adults."

Angel accepted this explanation, because Dodolo didn't have to lie to him.

Since Dodolo said that this scene is related to himself, it must be related.It's just... Angel carefully observed every detail in the picture, but he still didn't see what the picture wanted to express, and he didn't know where it was.

Angel: "Do you know where the place in the picture is?"

Dodo shook his head.

"Are you in Fan Continent?"

Dodolo continued to shake his head. He just saw this picture and didn't know where this place was.

Angel: "Then... will this picture be the same as the one you just showed, which actually doesn't make any sense?"

Dodolo thought for a while: "I think this is a meaningful picture."

Although Dodolo just "thinks" without any evidence; but Dodolo is a prophecy after all, and his "thinking" may often represent the truth.

This picture may really have some meaning that he still doesn't understand.

Angel turned his attention to the picture again, trying to find some clues: "Well...it looks a bit doomsday, did some disaster happen? Is the source of the disaster the eye in the sky? Or is this eye just Some kind of symbolism?"

Angel watched for a long time, but still got nothing.

The most important thing is that he doesn't know the background of this painting, so it is difficult to guess the meaning of the painting.

"It's about me, it's about me... Could it be, this background is actually..." The Wilderness of Dreams?Angel whispered the name in his heart.

But soon, he denied it again.Although the ground in this picture is cracking, some beasts and plants can be seen. This is not the case in the Wilderness of Dreams. Moreover, Angel is naturally familiar with the Wilderness of Dreams. The background of this picture is completely unfamiliar to him.

In the end, Angel was still at a loss and got nothing.

He thought about it, and decided to ask other people later, such as Sanders, or some people with good geography.

(End of this chapter)