Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
"A painting, huh..."
Bai Zhi glanced at the "window", then at the handrails along the stairway, which was illuminated by light that seemed to come from said "window".
Not only that, when he extended his hand into the path of the beam, he could even feel the gentle warmth of sunlight on it.
"It's not that the window is painted, but this whole place is being transformed into a painting..." Bai Zhi's mind whirled with a million ideas. "Or could it be that we're inside a painting?"
Turning to Temperance, he said, "Anyway, you can come down now..."
His voice trailed off as he began to notice something odd.
Before him was the raven-haired young woman, who had placed her hand on the windowsill while she looked out the window supported by a stool beneath her feet...
At least, that's what he saw if he looked directly ahead. As soon as he shifted to one side and looked again, the three-dimensional scene was revealed to be a flat image. From her head to toe, the girl and even the stool she was standing on had been turned into a trompe l'oeil* that stretched from the wall to the floor.
"I only turned away for a few seconds... Well, supposing that the 'painting' is a medium, then touching the 'frame' must be the most direct interface..."
Bai Zhi sighed and quickly retreated to the upper steps, but not all the way—enough to put some distance between himself and the bizarre mural, while still keeping it in sight.
"Heh... You see! A Player's level doesn't always reflect their abilities. Experience earned by picking off a couple of neutral creeps isn't any real experience at all, the poor devil."
Bai Zhi, who had basically figured out the key to the bizarre stairwell, smirked as he gazed at the painting of Temperance Gentleheart on the wall.
"During the Newbie Run, you were running headlong into one pitfall after another, and now you're still touching things willy-nilly even though they're clearly suspicious... I, Bai Zhi, hereby recognize you as the champion of asking for it, I'll give you that much."
Shaking his head
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*French for 'deceive the eye'. An artistic term for the highly realistic optical illusion of three-dimensional space and objects on a flat surface.
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