CHAPTER 624: CHAPTER 560: HERE COMES THE BRO

It’s you again... Didn’t you and Director Scorpio both end up hurt? How can you still have the ability to cut my painting?

Looking at the canvas that had been sliced open, where the struggling Feiliya was caught by a giant trumpet flower, Prince Andre’s face darkened.

Reaching out to wipe the sky on the canvas, healing the cut made by the knife, Prince Andre picked up the scraper next to him, braced it against the arm pulling Feiliya, and forcefully scraped the little black figure pulling her out from the trumpet flower, with a cold face!

"Damn!"

It seemed Leon, sensing the impending crisis, shouted and swiftly dodged the trajectory of the scraper, his eyes wide in shock at the chaos of colors left on the canvas.

What a troublesome guy!

Seeing Leon, relying on some instinct, successfully evade the scraper on the canvas, Prince Andre frowned tightly and again aimed the scraper at the canvas, scraping forcefully.

After the initial shock, Leon, his whole body covered in dust on the canvas, seemed to get accustomed to the bizarre attack style, weaving agilely to dodge each strike of the scraper.

But as the scraper struck time and time again, scraping more and more color off the canvas, Leon found fewer places to dodge, and it became increasingly difficult.

As Prince Andre, with a firm expression, scraped away all of Leon’s dodging space with two strikes, and slashed towards Leon in the center, Leon, having no other choice, stood his ground, holding the [Silver Dagger of Cutting], and hurriedly swung his knife at the invisible threat that seemed to erase all before him!

"Clang!"

A crisp metallic sound echoed as, under Leon’s desperate strike within the painting, Prince Andre’s scraper, capable of erasing everything, was sliced in half and fell to the floor with a clang from the force that dislodged it from his hand.

Is this a True God level abnormal object?

Glancing in surprise at the silver knife in Leon’s hand, Prince Andre flexed his numbed wrist, then picked up the palette expressionlessly, squeezed out a few tubes of paint, and quietly began mixing with a brush.

...

Finally, it stopped...

After waiting for a little while, standing still and realizing that the sense of imminent erasure no longer appeared, Leon let out a sigh of relief with cold sweat all over.

Although Director Scorpio fell, his insight was still accurate, and Prince Andre’s ability, where you can’t see him or even know how the attack is coming, indeed was the hardest for Leon to handle.

And with the Contamination Value rising and his physique improving, the time it took to sober up was getting shorter. When he previously saved Feiliya, the [Immortal in Liquor] badge on the panel had already dimmed prematurely.

If it weren’t for Aquarius’ [Silver Dagger of Cutting] being so handy, able to slice through almost anything and block that attack just now, he might have been erased without the invincible life-saving [Immortal in Liquor].

So... I still haven’t drunk enough!

During the gap when Prince Andre stopped attacking, Leon poured liquor into his mouth to recharge [Immortal in Liquor], while wielding the [Silver Dagger of Cutting], furiously slicing at the secret chamber’s door.

I’ve seen it, your soul is in there! As long as I can break into this secret chamber... damn!

After a swing that left a cut but no seam at the secret chamber, Leon’s expression darkened slightly before he immediately turned to the giant trumpet flower and pulled Feiliya out.

"Le... Leon!"

Clearly shaken by her previous ordeal, the blonde-haired girl, her eyes wide with tears, exclaimed as she climbed out:

"Just now, I was in the military zone 1. First, there was a burst of sunlight, and then a lot of birds... Ah!"

"There’s no time to worry about your birds now!"

With Feiliya tucked under his arm, Leon shouted for Frankie to throw out the fishing line, pulling over the snoring Director Scorpio, tying him back-to-back behind him, then swung around and ran.

Although in this investigation task, Director Scorpio did nothing but cause trouble and swap sides, his experience and judgment regarding abnormal objects were still reliable.

Since even this "professional" said Andre’s ability was very special, the kind Leon was worst at handling, and even approaching was dangerous, then Leon certainly couldn’t be stubborn. He had to run when it was time to run!

So decisive?

Seeing that he only made a single cut before giving up the attack and fleeing wildly with Feiliya and Director Scorpio, Prince Andre frowned, ignoring the fact that he hadn’t finished blending the colors, picked up the brush, and swiftly painted a surging river across the canvas.

As soon as the brush stroke fell, a muddy-hued river unexpectedly emerged in front of Leon’s trio.

Waves roared and surged.

Waves over five meters high, wielding the power to sweep everything, roared towards Leon, frightening the green-eyed girl under his arm into a shrill scream.

"It’s over!"

"Not yet!"

Seeing the massive yet somewhat transparent river in front of him, Leon took a deep breath and, amidst Feiliya’s scream, gritting his teeth, wielded the knife as he leaped towards the torrent.

"Swish!"

With a Contamination Value of 59, the [Silver Dagger of Cutting] in Leon’s hand displayed terrifying efficiency.

The moment it touched the bright blade; the river, towering nearly six meters high and spanning over three hundred meters, split into two, then collapsed with a crash, transforming into waves of murky paint that drenched the war-battered ruins below.

Soon after, seemingly provoked by Leon’s wave-splitting slash, rivers carved, mountains toppled, winds howled and a series of new attacks followed in endless succession, even massive crimson meteors slashed through the air like crying winds overhead.

Yet no matter the disaster, all were sliced swiftly in two when met with Leon’s silver knife, crumbling instantly into sprays of colorful paint, harmlessly falling around.

Really persistent...

Watching Leon, wielding the [Silver Dagger of Cutting], leaping up and decapitating the dragon he painted in one stroke, Prince Andre sighed, stood up, walked to a corner easel, and took down the canvas of "Royal Banquet".

Then, holding the yet incomplete "Royal Banquet", he walked back to the huge canvas, cut off a section in Leon’s escape path, sliced the edge of the "Royal Banquet," and merged them, gently smearing at the joint between the two paintings.

Swish.

A faint gleam flickered away, and with it, the over-a-meter-long cut disappeared instantly. The two paintings merged into one, with the joyous banquet replacing the desolate 1st Research District ruins as the center of the canvas.

Meanwhile, Leon, with Feiliya under his arm and Director Scorpio on his back, while fleeing wildly, suddenly felt the ground vanish beneath him and fell into an elaborate pool with a splash, drenching the surrounding guests summer cold.

"?!!!"