They all call me an Outer God.

In the past, it took at least several days for Hadek to paint a painting, which required the model to have enough patience. However, the people present were not ordinary humans. As a race with extremely long lifespan, a few days was not enough for him. To them it was just a moment.

The king seemed to be interested, but he could not make any move until both the painters had completed the portrait, and Riya could not leave the scene.

However, the young man did not have any strange emotions. He turned to look at the judges and referees on the side and said warmly: "Can you bring me a few more drawing boards?"

What he means is that he can continue to draw until Yomos is finished, until the other person is finished.

"I can wait for you, you don't have to worry."

This was undoubtedly a provocation in everyone's ears, but the king nodded and acquiesced to his proposal.

So in front of everyone, Ria started to pick up the brush and paint tray to create more content. He himself did not have such artistic ability. The statue was probably the one that created the current scene.

The young man was now bursting with inspiration and thinking so actively that even Hardek was surprised. He suddenly thought of something and looked at the king in yellow through Leah's body.

The monarch was motionless, like a lifelike statue, and he was wearing a mask at this time. No one knew what kind of expression the monarch had behind the mask.

Almost everything about their king is a mystery.

This place is called Aldebaran, and it belongs to an area in the constellation Taurus. It is connected to the Sea of ​​Bathus through a different space channel. People in Yis can freely shuttle between the two ends and live a life that is completely isolated from the world if they do not come into contact with humans. A life of isolation.

They had been carefully going out through different space passages to find human bodies to replace, but one day their life was broken.

Someone found the current king in a weird old lake in Aldebaran. The reason why it is weird is because the lake was supposed to be a desert, but one day a lake suddenly appeared.

He appeared in human form and was unconscious by the lake. Everything about this man seemed to be a problem. People in Yisrae only knew that this man was very good at fighting, and no one in the entire race was his opponent.

In order to prevent their race from being annihilated again one day, the people of Yis served this man as their king. Gradually, a group of Baiyaki also drifted here and followed him voluntarily.

The king is naturally fond of art, and the creatures living in Aldebaran will more or less have some artistic elements.

However, there is a saying that goes well, artists are all lunatics, and normal people’s brains cannot create real art at all.

If all the great races are crazy, the king is the craziest one.

He would really destroy the people of Yis for a painting.

No one dares to guess what he is thinking. Now people put all their expectations on Hadek. If Hadek dies, they can only abandon their current place of residence again and live in exile in the universe.

Some Yithians have already set their sights on the earth, thinking that if Hadek is really unreliable, maybe they can hide in a corner of the earth and wait for the king's anger to extinguish automatically.

Riya didn't know what they were thinking, otherwise she would have told them that even the earth was completely unsafe, and that the glorious rising sun was about to wake up. If they really hid on the earth and encountered the Day of Judgment soon, what would these creatures be like? despair.

"Shh-"

Riya stared at the smearing of paint on the canvas. In a short period of time, he had completed five paintings. However, it was still early and the sky here had no intention of getting dark at all.

"continue."

The king's voice rang in his ears. Ria closed her eyes and tried to suppress her excitement, but it was completely useless.

His inspiration was pouring out continuously, gathering in his blood vessels like a hot current and extending to his limbs. It then converged from the limbs to his heart, making his heart tingle.

All this is caused by the stone statue on the ground.

There is something wrong with the stone statue.

Shamir and Qisha still weren't around. Riya can only continue to create so-called art according to her own inspiration.

Five.

Ten pictures...

Fifteen pictures——

It wasn't until the moment he finished painting the fifteenth painting that Yomos's brush next to him stopped.

"Clap."

Yomos's paintbrush fell to the ground and splashed paint all over the floor. The paintbrush automatically bounced twice on the ground and then fell onto the paint like a corpse.

"Your Majesty, I..."

Yomos took two steps back, opened his mouth, and turned around to find that Riya was surrounded by a bunch of easels.

The young man stood quietly in the center surrounded by easels, his clothes and face inevitably stained with different colors due to his wild movements.

His eyes were dark, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and you could even see the blinking golden pupils on his face.

"You have finally finished painting. Do you know how long I have been waiting for this moment?"

Ria's voice was very soft, gentle and not aggressive in any way, but it inexplicably made Yomos feel tremendous pressure.

"Fifteen, a total of fifteen canvases. Speaking of which, the number fifteen between me is really quite destined -"

Ria changed her words and walked out of the easel. The hand that originally held the brush was still trembling slightly, obviously she was not fully enjoying herself.

The king turned to look at him and walked off the platform.

"Okay, you all did a great job."

Now it was time to judge the paintings. The king walked to Jomos's painting first and stared at his painting quietly.

On the canvas, he is wearing a golden crown, wearing yellow clothes and holding a scepter. There are thousands of creatures crawling under him. The sun shines on the monarch, making him extremely majestic.

"A very atmospheric painting, Yomos. I have never doubted your level."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yomos became very proud after being praised. He did not think that the things that Riya painted in a short period of time were comparable to his creations. Art is not more but more refined. Unfortunately, not everyone can do it. Can understand this.

The rest of the judges also gave Yomos high marks in a dignified manner. They all agreed that Yomos's level was indeed unbeatable, otherwise the king would not have selected him among so many Bayakis.

"A work that is outstanding both in terms of composition and color matching. This theme and emotion are reflected in many historical-themed works, but Mr. Yomos brought the painting to life, as if the monarch in the painting was personally present. It makes people feel like they are worshiping..."

"Realistic but not realistic, with a touch of divinity. I give it a score of 9.8 points."

"Nine-six."

"Nine-nine!"

Yomos knew from a series of high scores that it was difficult for Leah to beat him. He didn't care about the life and death of those Yisi people. To him, seeing the joy of the monarch was more important than anything else.

(End of this chapter)