lol: Bind Syndra at the start

These things give his creations more forms and more possibilities.

One of his favorite tools is his lotus-shaped bombs, each containing enough magical power to easily destroy a large house.

If these lotuses exploded at the same time, the entire Gouya Temple would be engulfed in flames in an instant.

Jhin is well aware of the nature of the Ionians...they have an instinctive obsession with good.

And this is also his biggest escape capital!

When the explosion occurred, even those in the Order of the Balance who claimed not to interfere in the secular world would prioritize saving ordinary people.

"Pah"

The magic signal ignited in an instant. Just as Jin struggled to stand up and prepared to appreciate the violent explosion, what caught his eyes was not the fire, but the familiar black.

As black as ink...

The pitch-black darkness, like boiling sea water, instantly submerged the brightly lit Gouya Temple, making dark tones the only dominant color in the picture.

"..."

Jin looked at the scene in front of him in silence. The gorgeous accessories that once sparkled brightly under the hat now became dim.

He had never seen such a strange sight...

Everything that happened was completely different from his understanding of the world.

Finally, the surging ink color came to him.

Looking at these indescribable things, Jin suddenly realized something.

"Is this a fake world!?"

It was also at this time that Mo Se stopped.

"You just discovered it now?"

A voice suddenly appeared behind Jin.

"?"

A light finally appeared in Jin's eyes.

A breakthrough suddenly appeared in the unsolvable situation.

What he feared most was that there was no target to attack at all!

And this voice undoubtedly exposed the other party's position.

There's virtually no lag and no aiming required.

Jhin shot a magic bullet at an extremely tricky angle, and the target was the voice that suddenly appeared behind him.

"I remember you said that art comes from the fear in your heart..."

Ryan's voice rang out.

Jin had never said this to him in this world.

But in another world, in Summoner's Rift, he often heard...

In response, a magic bullet flew towards him.

Ryan didn't dodge, but instead took the initiative to move forward.

Jhin’s shooting skills are indeed very accurate, but can even his accurate shooting skills kill a pool of magical ink?

When the other party stepped into this world drawn by him, the ending was already determined.

The only difference between them is how the other party chooses to die.

Ryan looked carefully at Jhin not far away.

As the creator of this "world", every action and detail of Jhin was laid out clearly before his eyes.

His thoughts;

his cruelty;

His struggles;

His powerlessness...

After losing all his support, the infamous 'Golden Demon' was like a beast at the end of its rope. Although the eyes beneath the mask were still flashing with ferocity, the hidden fear still could not escape his observation.

Putting aside all the tricks and cruelty, Jhin is actually not that strong.

He is frightening because of his character and methods.

After all, killing without any reason is like an invisible virus, which makes people feel creepy when they think about it.

Ryan had nothing to say about this kind of person.

He really wanted to witness the beauty of this world and see the heroes.

But these scenes do not include the murderer...

When Jin raised his hand to Hui, Master, and those innocent townspeople, his own end was already sealed.

"Who are you? Why are you trying to kill me?"

Jhin recognized Ryan.

But he didn't think that what Ryan showed was his true self.

The Ionians he knew would never do such a thing!

While 'questioning', Jhin tried to act hysterical.

He himself is a pervert.

And Ryan, who came up with this trick, was undoubtedly the same kind of person as himself in his eyes.

He knows what his kind likes...

He needed this disguise to conceal his other actions.

But he didn't know that from Ryan's perspective, these cover-ups were particularly powerless.

It turns out that "mental patients" also have fears.

"I never thought of killing you directly, because there are many horrors in this world that transcend death."

As Ryan's voice fell, the stagnant ink surged again, like endless black lava slowly engulfing the embers...

They are powered by Jhin's fear.

These fears turned into the most real perception, squeezing out the last bit of air in Jhin's chest.

Suffocation creates fear;

And fear exacerbates suffocation.

It's a perfect cycle and also perfect torture.

Because as the ruler of this world in the painting, Lion mercifully granted Jhin eternal life...

Looking at the black lava that was constantly wriggling in front of him, Ryan suddenly remembered a line from the other party.

"At this moment, great beauty arrives."

Chapter 17 Because You Are Kind

The entire painting seemed to be splashed with ink, and the previously carefully outlined detailed lines were replaced by a pure black.

But if you look closely, you can find that something seems to be flowing slowly in the darkness.

Along with this flow, an inexplicably terrifying aura flows out from the painting.

This breath comes from 'Ashes'.

He did not die after entering the world of the painting, but "survived" in another way.

To put it simply, Ryan imprisoned his soul with dark magic, sealing his soul and body in pain forever.

The master looked at the final version of the painting and pondered for a long time before commenting.

"If we put aside secular and moral concepts, this is an invaluable work of art."

The value of a work of art often depends on the identity of the author, the story behind it, and whether it contributes to the times or art.

The author of this painting is the master of Gouya Temple and the master of dark magic.

The story behind it is the slaying of a demon and a thrilling night in Gouya Temple.

Its significance for this era is to allow many wronged souls to rest in peace and to allow tranquility to return to Ionia.

It even contains a complete soul within itself.

From the perspective of evaluating a work of art, this painting is flawless.

but......

The master turned and looked at Ryan standing behind him, "How did you do that?"

"What?"

“Pull the soul out and imprison it in the painting.”

This is a magical world.

But the magical world also has its own rules.

The process of constructing each kind of magic is not much simpler than Ryan's scientific research in his previous life.

Establishing a mature magic system often requires the hard work of many generations.

Painting magic can allow people to enter the painting, but it cannot imprison the soul.

At best, it will tear or confuse the will of the person entering the painting.

But this 'side effect' may make people addicted, drive them crazy, but it won't make them lose their souls...

This kind of magic that imprisons the soul would be listed as a forbidden technique everywhere.

"It was a flash of inspiration..." Ryan said, "I suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and then I thought this would work, and finally it happened..."

A person's experiences determine the way he thinks.

When the master encounters this kind of problem, his first reaction is to explore the cause.

And Ryan doesn't need it.

He just had to attribute all the magic to dark magic.

Ok.

Of course, it is also inseparable from his brilliant ideas.

The master looked at Ryan and fell silent.

From time to time, scrutiny or doubt flashed in his old eyes.

But in the end he also attributed the crime to dark magic.

After all, this young man is indeed a good person.

"This is an evil spell. You'd better use it less in the future."

He reminded Ryan.

The world is complicated, and not everyone is willing to believe in Ryan like he does.

"I'll only use it against demons."

Ryan promised.

Even if the master hadn't said it, he wouldn't have used this method to deal with his enemies so frequently.

After all, the soul has an owner.

He didn't want to wake up from a dream and find two animals in his room.

"Also, this painting cannot be seen by others, but I can spread the news that you captured the Golden Demon."

The master looked at Ryan.

He understood the character of young people. After finally accomplishing something big, they would definitely want the entire continent to know about it.