Chapter 366

Annan had realized that the gentle young man who suddenly pulled himself into a hallucination was the Nicholas he had mentioned to Nolan before.

It should be said yes, said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived...

Although it looks like a gentle and melancholy harmless appearance, like a literary youth who is sad in spring and autumn.

But Nicholas was not so polite when he spoke - even vaguely, he could taste a touch of god-like compassion and arrogance.

However, the person Nicholas was facing at the moment... was a real god.

The moment he heard the cold female voice, Annan felt strange fluctuations in the space.

Distorted, faint yellow traces, like transparent lemon-colored jelly, quickly emerged in the pure white space.

It was as if the world in front of him was a white canvas, and someone was scribbling in the air with a paintbrush full of dim yellow paint—

Several arcs with strange beauty surround Nicholas. It looks like many petals with ink style are blooming around Nicholas. It's not the same style as him at all, but it's very beautiful because of it.

A white-haired girl who can only be described as "beautiful" is like being sketched in the air by someone with a paintbrush - she quickly acquired a shape composed of black and white lines, and was then painted in color.

"Is it Zhi Ji?"

Nicholas replied plainly: "Long time no see... Master Zhiji."

"Nicholas?"

Zhi Ji frowned slightly and warned, "He's not Don Juan Geraint. It's Annan Rindong - retreat, or I will attack you."

"Actually, I have no hostility towards His Highness Annan, Lord Zhiji."

The young man smiled warmly.

But he said so, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

The pattern on the back of his hand looks like a Rosaceae plant with extremely complex colors.

Different petals have different colors - black, red, blue, purple, yellow, evenly distributed on each petal, almost all petals and adjacent petals are not the same color. After activating textures of different colors,

Immediately a completely different circuit forms.

As the black, purple, and black, red, and blue circuits of his left hand and right hand were lit up, the white silk-like light that lingered on the tips of his fingers instantly turned into an ever-expanding light as if it had life. , Translucent soft light group.

Like someone blowing air, the light group quickly expanded, like a huge copper bell, with a new shape, wrapping Nicholas in it.

But when the light group continued to expand, it came into contact with the faint yellow traces of the ink wind around it—

The moment it came into contact with the dim yellow traces lingering in the void, the inside of the light group was fixed in the air... as if time had stopped.

At this time, Zhi Ji had appeared beside Annan.

"Back off, Annan."

Paper Ji made a cold voice.

She turned her back to Annan and stood in front of Annan. Her left arm hangs straight down, and her left hand is holding a large brush about twenty-four centimeters long, as if holding a long dagger backwards.

Annan could clearly see that the brush was dyed with dim yellow paint.

Her right hand was raised horizontally, completely blocking Annan from behind.

Between the fingers of her right hand, she held a red pencil and a fountain pen dripping with blue ink.

After the light group was paused by the dim yellow traces, the five fingers of Zhi Ji's incomparably nimble right hand quickly danced——

Dark blue thunderclouds quickly accumulated in the sky.

Under the thundercloud, the red light of thunder quickly began to accumulate. Dark red terrifying thunder, entwined in the clouds... You can even smell a strange smell in the air, just like the breeze after a heavy rain.

And after just a few seconds, a crimson lightning bolt fell from the sky-severely hit the light group and shattered it instantly!

A huge roar sounded at the same time as the lightning fell!

There was even a slight tremor and numbness from the ground.

After the scarlet thunderbolt dissipated, there were even crackling red electric sparks in the air.

At the same time, the azure blue frost was also quickly sketched on the ground. The dark blue ice shackles spread upwards from the ground—fixing Nicholas’s feet firmly on the ground, and continued to spread upwards.

At this time, the second red thunderbolt in the sky has already begun to accumulate.

But right now.

The circuit on the back of Nicholas's hand began to flicker rapidly.

Or... it's switching rapidly.

The illusory light group that was shattered by the red thunder, protruded several sharp white tortuous light paths from the wreckage that was about to dissipate. Then a sharp blade appeared in the front part of the light path, and it ran towards Annan like a hound of its own accord.

Like the traces on the circuit board, the tortuous light path spread rapidly in the air, trying to avoid Zhi Ji and stab Annan.

But the strange thing is... Annan didn't feel the slightest killing intent from it.

...Could it be that Nicholas really had no intention of killing himself?

So what is he doing now...?

In the face of Nicholas' actions of disobeying advice, Zhi Ji's awe-inspiring face was not moved at all.

She raised the paintbrush in her left hand and quickly added a few strokes in the air.

The dim yellow traces landed in the void at the same time, stagnating the few light traces in the void. As the dim yellow color spread toward the light trail, more time was suspended—and there were several light trails. Before the dim yellow color spread, it continued to split from the end of the light trail and flew towards Annan!

"What the hell are you thinking?"

Paper Ji frowned slightly.

There was suddenly another short-handled brush in her right hand.

As she swung the brush in her hand, dozens of metallic paint dots flew out, turning into steel shields in the air, falling on the spreading and tortuous paths of light with incomparable precision.

With the sound of squeaking acid, the steel shield was pierced by the light path in the blink of an eye. But as these shields shattered and disappeared, the sharp light marks that passed through the shields were also turned into white paint and fell to the ground.

But at this moment, Annan looked again... Nicholas had disappeared into this pure white space. The shackles made of ice on the ground have turned into wet, cracked clay.

However, Nicholas's sudden escape did not seem to surprise Papergirl.

She just put a few pens back around her waist, turned around and squatted in front of Annan with some concern.

The moment he saw Zhi Ji, Annan was also shocked by the "beauty" that transcended anti-intellect. But he quickly woke up, and he did not have hallucinations and new influences like the old goose.

...It's like I'm used to this "beauty".

But it's also reasonable.

Because Annan himself is a copy of this beauty. He even possesses the element of "beauty" that he has not fully awakened to yet.

What surprised Annan was... Paper Ji's first reaction when she came over was to touch her head, and then stretched out a hand to squeeze her face.

"Are you all right, Annan?"

Zhi Ji looked at An Nan flatly, while gently stroking An Nan's hair, she asked softly with concern, "Did he hurt you?"