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In the room, only Hastur and the devil oil painting were left alone.
"Oh, swallowing everything in your stomach will only harm you."
Hastur came closer, and the light of the stars reappeared all over his body. He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the devil's oil painting, drawing out its little consciousness.
That little light of consciousness soon turned into a devil the size of a thumb. If the pair of horns on its head were replaced with a pure white halo, it would not look much different from the image of an angel in the church. .
At this moment, it was trembling all over, and it didn't even dare to look at Hastur. It could only lower its head, weak, pitiful, and helpless.
Just now, when it was greedily swallowing the visitor into the painting, a dimension that exceeded the limit it could bear suddenly pressed on it, almost suffocating it.
It had the intention to lift up this uninvited guest, but the difference in personality and the other party's strange extraordinary ability meant that it was pulled out without even reacting.
Then it was severely beaten, and it honestly vomited out what it had swallowed.
In the end, he took the initiative to seal himself to avoid greater danger.
"Your ability is quite good when used as a prison where you can walk freely."
The little devil slowly raised his head with a shy face, preparing to take this opportunity to get close.
"Did I give you permission to look up?"
The calm tone caused the little devil's head, which had just raised a slight angle, to drop heavily again, making his whole body tremble.
Two hours later, Xio woke up from her big bed after being unconscious. She was stunned at first, and then her face became pale and bloodless, as if she was recalling something terrible.
Fortunately, Forsi noticed her abnormality in time, grabbed her palm with his left hand, and gently patted Xio's back with his right hand to let her regain consciousness first, and then told her what happened after Hastur's arrival.
Xio's face was finally not as pale as it was at the beginning, and a lot of color had recovered, but he still leaned sideways and reached out to hug Forsi's waist tightly, burying his head on her belly.
After half an hour, she finally regained her composure and asked uneasily: "Just now, did you see anything on that devil oil painting?"
"No..." Forsi lied as much as possible, but his eyes were turned away.
"Don't lie to me..." Xio's tone contained a hint of crying, "I saw it myself."
"Well, how come you saw it yourself? Shouldn't it be personal experience?" Forsi couldn't help but asked curiously.
"No way!" Xiu was suddenly anxious.
She quickly told him what happened to her in the devil's oil painting.
In addition to being able to include people or objects in this demonic oil painting, another feature is that it is easy to peek into the inner fears of intelligent creatures and then use this to alienate them.
Once successfully alienated, you can no longer escape from the devil's oil painting.
In the devil oil painting, she faced various spiritual tests many times.
In that last scene, she also saw herself being tortured in the spiritual world.
Although none of that was true, it really scared her so much that she almost lost her mind completely. Fortunately, Mr. Hastur appeared in time and took her out of the coma.
"That devil oil painting is so abominable, I must burn it with fire! Burn it completely!" Xio expressed angrily.
Forsi just said leisurely: "That devil's oil painting is a fairly powerful sealed object. It can be sold for at least several thousand gold pounds. Are you willing to burn it?"
"..."
Xio remained silent and finally gave up the idea, but hugged Forsi's waist tighter.
"Didn't I tell you to be careful? How did you get swallowed up by that demonic oil painting?"
"It bewitched my mind, manipulated my body, and walked step by step into the area it devoured." Xio paused for a moment, "It's because we don't have enough understanding of its capabilities, otherwise it could have been avoided."
The two stayed in the room for another twenty minutes before they came out of the room and came to the room where the devil's oil painting was hung. They saw Hastur who had not left yet.
At this moment, the devil's oil painting is hanging on the wall obediently. The twisted lines and symbols on the painting no longer have the power to confuse people's hearts. It is just an ordinary abstract painting.
"Mr. Hastur, thank you very much for your life-saving kindness. If you hadn't appeared in time, I would have become a part of this devil's oil painting."
Xio bowed deeply in the direction of Hastur.
"Next time you encounter this kind of incident and you are unable to solve it, remember to avoid it immediately and let people from major churches solve it."
"I will."
Xio's head was lowered. He almost died this time. The fundamental reason was that he lacked enough awe for such mysterious events.
"Do you want to vent your anger?"
"Taking it out?" Xio looked at Hastur blankly, not understanding the true meaning of his words.
When she watched Hastur pull out a little devil with horns and paint all over it from the devil's oil painting, she immediately became angry.
"Okay!" Xio almost said the word through gritted teeth.
The little devil looked at Hastur with pleading eyes, only to receive an order of "no resistance".
It lowered its head silently, waiting for the cruel torture from Xio.
As a demon, because it knows too many weaknesses of intelligent life, while torturing them, it itself gradually becomes timid, fearful, and weak.
"Hugh, don't lose your mind again."
Forsi gave a worried reminder, and then left the house with Hastur, heading to another location where the sealed artifact was stored. This place was left to Xio for the time being, so that she could vent to her heart's content.
The other sealed object is the Box of the Old Age, a silver-black three-layered jewelry box. It was formed by a planeswalker from the Abraham family after the starry sky was polluted. It has abilities that are a bit stronger than the devil's oil painting.
But the negative effects are also more terrifying than the devil's oil painting.
If it was the Box of the Old Ones that had a leaky seal this time, then Forsi and Xio probably wouldn't even have a chance to ask for help.
Chapter 495 Box of the Old Days
Sealed Artifact 0-61 Box of the Old Days:
The first layer can swap the internal space with the target area, and toy-scale the corresponding scene.
The body of the toy-turned target is stiff, and the head can barely move, but it is like a wind-up toy. The toy-turned creature must be released within 24 hours, otherwise it will be permanently transformed, and even the spirit body will not be able to sleep.
Release is very simple, just designate an area, as small as an area with almost no living things, and swap it with the inner space.
The ultimate range covered by this ability is no more than a city as big as Backlund
The second layer records different locations, including the 'abyss', the starry sky, and various places, which allow the holder and creatures within a certain range to be transferred directly to the target area.
The transfer is random. A small part of the time, you can specify the corresponding location by yourself. Most of the time, the selected location will change, and the final destination is unpredictable...
As for when the designation is effective and when changes occur, it is impossible to know, so you need to use it with caution, and it is best to use it when you are lucky.
The third floor contains pollution from the stars and must not be opened! Absolutely not! Otherwise there will be great terror! !
Negative effects:
The holder will randomly disappear, die suddenly, or mutate. If there is no holder, the creatures in the surrounding area will encounter such terrible things one after another according to their distance and individual size. The maximum range is similar to the first level.
This is all the information Hastur knows about the Sealed Artifact Box of the Old.
Compared to the devil oil painting just now, this box of the past is more suitable for him to use.
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His luck value is very high, and with the authority of the stars, he can also open the third level if necessary.
Forsi, who was on the side, saw Hastur's fondness for the Box of the Old Age and whispered: "Mr. Hastur, why don't this sealed object be temporarily stored with you first? If there are any members of the Abraham family, Come to ask for it, and then come to negotiate the whereabouts of this sealed item."
Although this is a level 0 sealed object, Forsi is not tempted at all. She cannot control a sealed object of this level, and Xio does not have the ability. Once something goes wrong, it will definitely be a disaster for her and Xio. .
Moreover, this time Hastur helped them solve the trouble, and they also needed to pay a certain amount of remuneration. They couldn't keep using friendship to default on the debt.
It was safer to leave this sealed artifact with Hastur, and the subsequent matters related to the Abraham family were not something she and Xio could handle alone.
Those members who successfully survived the alienation will definitely find the lost sealed artifacts of the Abraham family.
Hastur did not refuse this kindness. The Box of the Old is indeed very suitable for him to use, and the meaning of the name is also very good.
The Box of the Past, a box that contains the past.
Maybe one day, I can really use it to house an old person.
"If there is really a member of the Abraham family looking for this box of the past, you can blame this matter on me."
"Okay, then I'll trouble Mr. Hasta." Fors breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What about that devil oil painting?"
Can I still hang the painting in my home in the future?"
"It is very obedient now and will not resist your use. However, every time you use it, you need to feed it with an intelligent creature to devour."
"Smart creatures?"
"Mouses are also very smart."
After Hastur explained everything, he left first. Forsi came to the door of the room where the devil's oil painting was hung, and Xio's proud and happy voice could be vaguely heard from inside.
As for the little devil, he can't speak human language yet.
Forsi just listened for a while, but was not interested in listening anymore, and did not want to disturb Xio's interest.
When Xio came out of the room, his expression was completely different from when he first woke up. Forsi vaguely saw the little devil in the devil's oil painting curled up in the corner of the painting, shivering, and his body was covered with traces of Xio's torture.
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"Just choose this place."
In a desolate and rarely visited seaside area, Hastur chose a raised island in the sea. In order to prevent accidents, the star container was also here.
Hastur took out the Box of the Old Ones, pointed the box towards the island in front of him, and then gently opened the first layer.
I saw that the surrounding space seemed to slow down a lot, and even the sea breeze that happened to pass by suddenly became difficult and impassable.
Then following the raised island not far away and the nearby seafloor rocks, the seagulls flying past shrank in size and flew into the small body of the Box of the Past.
At the same time, the space originally stored in the Box of the Past was released. It was an empty room, and when it was released, it all fell into the sea.
"It's like a model-making machine."
Hastur looked at the island in the first layer of the Box of the Old. The island that could allow thousands of people to land was now a small island model, lying quietly inside the Box of the Old.
The creatures on the island, as well as the seagulls and swimming fish that were accidentally sucked in, were like parts that were fully wound, but difficult to move. Every time they moved, they had to wait for a long time.
Hastur observed for a while and then closed the first layer of the Old Box.
He held a Time Zero Talisman in his hand, quietly waiting for the negative effects of the Box of the Old Days, without directly opening the second layer.
About two-quarters of an hour later, Hastur's body suddenly disappeared from the same place. When he reappeared, he had already arrived in the Southern Continent.