"Fuck, it's a ghost!"
The Balaril Art Exhibition Center has a dedicated exhibition area for Hero's paintings.
A middle-aged man dressed like a nouveau riche walked in and took one look at a painting on the wall. He was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
This caused the visitors around to burst into laughter.
I don't know how many times this situation has happened since it started.
I don't know if it was the staff's intention or Hiro's idea to hang a most terrifying work in the most conspicuous position at the door.
Anyone who wants to come in will see this painting first and be shocked by the strong visual effect.
Some bored people just stay at the door and watch the reactions of everyone who comes in. They are so addicted to watching that they don't even go to the exhibition.
The amazing thing is that although people were frightened at first, almost no one gave up and continued to visit.
Because although these paintings are very scary, you have to admit that they are so well drawn and so vivid.
People tend to find it more and more interesting the more they watch, and they feel like they can't stop watching.
Many people who usually don't like watching horror movies actually came up with the idea of going home to watch a horror movie.
Countless creators who specialize in horror themes are all like celebrating the New Year, frantically taking notes around the paintings.
Some people took the risk and went directly to Hero, hoping that after the auction, they could buy their favorite works and go back to meditate on them.
Hiro naturally handed over the trivial matters of buying and selling to the agent Colleen. Anyway, as long as the price was right, everything could be sold.
After the fan meeting, Hiro sat in the lounge drinking hot tea.
"Everything should be going well with Ilmi."
Hiro has sensed that his arrangement has taken effect.
The model created by the telepathic ability [Painter's Fear Model] can be sensed by Hero no matter how far away it is from him as long as it is triggered.
The fact that Ilmi didn't look for me proved that there were no unexpected situations and I could focus on dealing with the exhibition matters.
"Teacher Hiro, the exhibition was a great success!"
At this time, Colleen walked in, her eyes full of excitement.
"Everyone says that you are the true king of horror genres. You can convey the most extreme feeling of horror to people with still images. Mr. Hiro is the only one in the world who can do this."
"Ha, you're exaggerating. In my opinion, these paintings are just static after all. Only when they come alive and appear before people's eyes, then people can understand what the ultimate horror is."
"Ah, Mr. Hiro, please don't scare me!"
"Haha, just kidding, how could he really come back to life?"
...
At this time, in the spiritual practice meeting hall,
If the masters and senior executives had seen Hiro's exhibition, they would definitely say in unison:
"Fuck, those paintings really come to life!"
Under the psychological effect of extreme panic, their bodies were completely out of control and kept shaking.
They screamed instinctively, or even got so scared that they shit and pissed themselves.
In the Master's eyes, he was being entangled by countless evil spirits from hell, who bound him with chains.
Using all kinds of strange weapons, they slowly cut off pieces of his flesh.
Some evil spirits even bit directly with their sharp teeth.
Although he was suffering from extreme pain, the master was very clear-headed.
He shouted loudly, "Kill me!" but when the evil spirits heard it, they controlled their torture movements even more delicately and precisely, as if they were afraid of accidentally killing him.
"I understand, this is God's punishment for me!
"Please, God, I was wrong, I was really wrong!
"Please stop torturing me and give me some pleasure!"
Similar situations occurred in every senior member of the spiritual practice group. They felt that they were suffering from endless torture, but in reality only a few seconds had passed.
This was the fear effect of the [Painter's Fear Model]. People who are not strong enough in mind cannot resist it at all, and it is impossible for them to wake up on their own.
Just a few seconds later, according to Hiro's settings, sharp blades transformed from telekinesis shot out from the cushions of each high-level leader and accurately pierced their hearts.
Thus, their lives gradually dissipated in constant wailing.
Until the last moment before death, they did not realize that the death they longed for had come upon them.
The wailing in the hall finally stopped.
At this time, not far away,
After watching this perfect divine punishment, Illumi and Hisoka both went crazy to varying degrees.
Illumi's face was filled with disbelief and shock.
Then the shock turned into intense satisfaction and pride, and his mouth was wide open with a smile:
"Ah, subarashii!
"You are worthy of being my most respected elder brother. You did a great job on this commission!
"Can you imagine?
"The big brother who can control everything so accurately and perfectly, he is not even an operations department!"
Even Illumi, who always has a poker face, was so shocked, let alone the expressive magician Hisoka.
At this time, Hisoka's eyes had already rolled back and he tilted his head back, completely unable to control his expression. He was obviously in a state of extreme pleasure.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
"Shiro… Shiro…
97 points… no, at least 98 points!
I can't help it anymore, I'm going to find you now…"
Boom!
A strong murderous aura suddenly emanated from the side. Hisoka turned around and saw,
Illumi had transformed into a Sadako-like state, with her hair flying wildly and crows entwined around her.
"I'll say it again!
You dare to touch my elder brother,
I will kill you!
Right here,
now!"
Seeing Illumi getting mad, Hisoka quickly changed his expression, tilted his head, and said innocently:
"Oh, oh, I was just kidding.
Look, the murderous aura is all leaking out.
It seems someone over there has noticed it. Is this okay?"
"Ah?"
Illumi's expression returned to a poker face in a second. He looked into the distance with a little helplessness, and said:
"Walk."
"Wait for me."
The two of them disappeared from the spot in an instant.
...
In the spiritual practice meeting hall,
Reid and his father got back their belongings.
The two looked at the high-level leaders of the Spiritual Practice Association who had fallen to the ground on the stage and didn't know what to do for a moment.
"Ryder, are they dead?"
After hearing his father's words, Reid plucked up the courage to walk over to the master to check.
Soon he discovered that the master had no heartbeat, there was an obvious fatal wound on his heart, and blood was constantly flowing out.
He checked the others and found the same situation.
Reid said with a slight tremor:
"Father, they are all dead…"
"All dead… all dead?! Good, they died well!"
Reid's father suddenly fell to his knees, laughing and crying, and shouted excitedly:
"They are demons, it's good that they died!
It must be the gods who appeared and killed these demons!
Thank God, if you hadn't saved me, I would have been deceived by these demons and would have lost everything, ruined myself, and destroyed my entire family!
God, please accept my greeting. Reid, come here too and thank God for his blessing!"
To be honest, Reid himself is an atheist and doesn't believe in any kind of God's blessing.
As a fan of martial arts novels,
In his opinion, there was definitely a mysterious person with powerful abilities who saved everyone.
Although he didn't see how the other party did it,
But since the master, who had done so many bad things, had some incomprehensible and evil means to deceive people,
What's so strange about the mysterious man who is a hero and a righteous man having some magical skills?
Although he knelt down with his father, what Reid shouted in his heart was:
"Thank you, some mysterious person who must exist!"