I became the king of villains in the game

It seemed that the matter had come to an end, and someone remembered the weirdness of this art exhibition and was going to ask Beckman about it.

Roderick organized investigators to appease the guests, while Beckman on the side had a strange expression on his face.

Puff -! !

Everyone's eyes widened and they saw a terrifying scene.

The face of a lady in the front was even spattered with blood.

Commissioner Roderick's chest was pierced by a black shadow-like paintbrush. His face showed disbelief, and he turned his head to look at the maddened Beckman.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The lady screamed.

Beckman turned his head and raised his hand to slap.

With a bang, the entire head of the lady was smashed into pulverized blood, the sound stopped abruptly, and her body fell straight.

"Shh."

Beckman pulled out his blood-stained palm, stretched out an index finger and put it in front of his mouth.

Everyone suddenly realized that they could no longer make any sound and opened their mouths.

"You...you're crazy, Beckman."

Roderick clutched his chest, tried his best to delay the injury with black light, and squinted his eyes to look at the other party.

"It still needs more, you can also be a very good work, Mr. Correspondent..."

Beckman looked around for a week, seeing everyone's terrified expressions.

"Everyone present can become a member of the painting."

Panic began to boil.

Only then did all the guests suddenly realize that the most terrifying behind-the-scenes manipulator is the gallery owner Beckman.Not only does he act as a double agent, but he also wants to take both sides and kill everyone.

This is a lunatic!

After recovering from the shock just now, the investigators raised their guns and shot at Beckman.

Bang bang bang bang bang...! !

Behind Beckman's mind came the oil painting "Peeping" that he had just painted. He was covered in black shadows and swallowed the bullet without causing any waves.

The oil painting on the back of the head switched to "Pupil in the Painting". With a glance, the investigators fell down one after another clutching their hearts like straw in the autumn wind.

"Beckman!"

Roderick scolded angrily, raised his hand and released a wave of black light.

Beckman smiled, and the painting in the back of his head switched again, this time it became "The Deserter".I saw the corner of his mouth split open, opened his mouth and swallowed it, and directly ate the black light wave.

Immediately afterwards, Black smoke rose from Beckman's body, and his momentum increased.

"Death is also a delicacy."

Beckman's deep laughter echoed.

With his laughter, the entire gallery began to change drastically. The wall coverings, carpets, and decorations "melted" one after another, as if the skin had been peeled off, exposing the underlying blood vessels, muscles, and bones...

The entire gallery suddenly became a hell made of flesh and bones!

A pungent blood filled the air, and everyone fell into extreme fear!

Beckman gently raised his hand, and a giant easel rose from the ground. He picked up the brush and began to paint.Soon, under the terrified eyes of everyone, Viscount Picot, Councilor Lawson, Countess Bradley and some well-known figures all froze, their eyes were empty, and they fell down expressionlessly.

On the bloody wall, their portraits slowly emerged, lifelike.

Everyone opened their mouths and shouted, but there was no sound.

Some people cried bitterly, some broke down and roared, but it was all like a silent drama.

Silent hell, deathly silence.

"Mr. Beckman! This is a stain on art! You are just a murderer who uses art as an excuse, a poor person who is immersed in himself!"

Noah finally couldn't bear the suffering, defeated himself, and stood up bravely.

He opened his mouth silently, but everyone could feel his anger and reprimand.

They suddenly felt ashamed. In the past, this ugly and fat rich man was the object of their disdain and contempt.

But now, the other party is the only one who dares to stand up.

Under Noah's anger, his figure became even bigger, and his fat began to shrink, turning into bulging muscles.He strode forward, raised his fist and threw it at Beckman.

Snapped!

Beckman raised a hand and received the menacing punch with a smile.

The next moment, Noah was shocked to find that his body was out of control and was frozen in place.

"It's a really good model, Mr. Noah... I said that there is one of your works here, and of course it was done by you yourself."

Beckman said, turning the easel in front of him upside down.

Everyone could see clearly that there was a strong and tall figure on the canvas, maintaining a posture of punching.Exactly the same as Noah, like looking in a mirror.

"I've already thought of the name, it's——"The Shy Brave."

Noah suddenly felt that his spirituality was passing away, and his body became weaker and weaker.

Just when Noah thought he was going to completely turn into an oil painting and die, a burst of silver smoke floated in the Gallery of Bones.

"Beckman! Let go of my brother!"

A cold female voice appeared.

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Chapter 118 Gallery of Bones - Part [-]

A beautiful light flashed in everyone's eyes, and a silver-haired woman appeared beside Beckman.

She raised her hand and punched, and a starlight bloomed on her fist.

Beckman felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and he did not dare to underestimate it. The painting behind his head switched to "Watching", borrowing the extraordinary power of [Conspiracy Faction Sequence 7-Assassin], and turned himself into a shadow to avoid it.

But Rosa's cherry lips spat lightly, and said:

"A dead end in the back, a vertical and horizontal mystery, and a life ahead."

Beckman's backward movement faltered, and immediately turned into a forward rush. The shadow formed by his body hit Rosa's fist straight.

boom! !

The silver mist bloomed like fireworks, twinkling with stars.

With a howl of pain, Beckman fell out of the shadows and fell to the ground.

"Extraordinary fraud...'Silver Witch' Rosa! Impossible! Shouldn't you deal with it in Hidden Shade City...?!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood unwillingly.

Noah looked in shock at the silver-haired woman who suddenly appeared. Of course he knew Rosa. She was the "sister" brought back by his mother and the illegitimate daughter of his deceased father when he was young. But he has always disliked this sudden appearance. "elder sister"……

But after seeing the oil paintings in the gallery, he guessed the truth——

The other party was his elder brother, Rex, who had already died at the hands of the Red Apple Church!

"elder brother……?"

"Call me sister now, Noah."

Rosa smiled fondly.

Hearing her words, Noah got the answer and was shocked.

"The touching brotherhood makes me want to paint you together in the painting..."

Beckman stood up.

Noah's figure was reflected in his eyes, and phantoms of historical fragments flashed through, reading some fragmented information.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a bottle of dark blue potion the size of a finger, flicked off the cork with his thumb, and drank it in one gulp.

Gollum!

On Beckman's face, blue veins were bulging, and his eyes were extremely cold.

"Calm down potion..."

Rosa frowned, and told the strange potion the other party drank.In the future, her extraordinary deception may not be effective anymore.

"what……"

Beckman turned into a black shadow and disappeared on the spot, his cold eyes flashed away.

The next second, he appeared in Rosa's shadow, stretched out two fingers, reflected the reflection of a pair of scissors, and cut towards her fiercely!

Rosa instantly turned into a cloud of silver mist, and the shadow scissors clicked and cut into the empty space.

Beckman missed a hit, and immediately retracted into the shadows, disappearing without a trace.

"it's here!"

A cross mark flashed in Rosa's eyes, aiming at a certain position on the side of the pillar, she flicked her five fingers.

Pushed by an invisible force, the silver mist turned into a small hurricane, and Beckman's figure was swept away immediately.

"Damn it! You planted the 'Hunter's Mark' on me with that punch?!"

Beckman said coldly.

He knew that he could no longer use the invisibility of the shadows to take advantage of the situation.When he made a decisive decision, one after another of historical phantoms quickly flashed across his eyes, and the rattling sound of the pages of the book could be faintly heard in the field.

Beckman's figure then became unreal, escaped from the control of the silver mist hurricane, and appeared at the position a few seconds ago.

"[Earth Faction Sequence 7-Alchemist]..."

Rosa sighed softly.

At this moment, Mona raised the revolver and quietly aimed at Beckman.

But the next moment, Roderick pressed her hand, Mona turned her head to look, and her boss's pale face showed a gloomy expression.

"Don't make a move yet, it's not the right time yet... We only have one chance."

Whoa!

At this moment, the situation changed drastically.

Beckman suddenly showed a shocked expression, and a bone key slowly emerged from his chest.

"Impossible! You promised me! As long as I give you enough...!"

The next moment, a "stream" composed of flesh and blood flew in from outside the gallery, and instantly penetrated into the key. Its white jade-like texture had a coquettish blood-colored luster.

Beckman screamed and fell to his knees covering his face in pain.

"[A-level creepy thing - Gallery of Bones]!"

Rosa stared.

"This is the sacrifice ceremony of the Red Apple Church... Oops!"

Beckman kept wailing, and the bone key had been inserted into his chest, as if embedded in it.

Then it turned slowly, as if it wanted to use him as a door, and then opened it...

Beckman was terrified, and found that the situation was inexplicably beyond his control, and [Gallery of Bones] got out of control and began to devour the Lord.He had a ferocious face, and historical phantoms kept flashing in his eyes, trying to use history to go back and return to the previous state.

But these are of no avail.

"—Ahhhh!!"

Finally, Beckman let out a hysterical growl and ran out of the gallery.

All the plans fell short at this moment, he just wanted to escape from here first, and then slowly make plans later.

In the process of escaping, he took out another three or four bottles of potions of various colors and frantically poured them into his mouth in an attempt to strengthen himself to resist the erosion of the Bone Key.

boom! !

A loud noise attracted everyone's attention.