The oil painting laid flat on the canvas was like an ancient painting that had just been bought at a high price from an art gallery. Not to mention the swelling and damage, even the paint on it was still bright and beautiful.
It was just that there were some paint cracks that were inevitable in ancient paintings, but not only did it not diminish its value, it even looked more like an antique.
"It can't be that even this painting is a marine treasure, right?"
He observed carefully.
The main body of the painting was a sailboat that was slowly capsizing. To be more precise, it was a flute-shaped boat that was very popular in the Old Continent 300 years ago.
Of course, its popularity was not because of its outstanding performance.
Instead, it was because the taxes levied by various countries were based on the surface area of the ship's top deck. The flute-shaped boat had an extremely narrow deck and a wide belly. It was clearly an ingenious tax-avoidance design.
Furthermore, this type of boat was relatively easy to operate (especially when it came to sail) and required less manpower than other boat types. Therefore, for a certain period of time, this type of merchant ship was very popular because its operating cost was only half of that of other boat types.
However, the inward-tilting design of the ship also caused its center of gravity to be too high and its turning radius to be very large, making it easy to tilt. Its navigation performance was extremely poor, and it was not suitable for ocean voyages!
Then there was the most unique point …
The boat in the painting was vaguely similar to the broken sunken ship lying on the flat ground.
Of course, oil paintings were not photos, and the details were very ordinary. Even if Elvin had "Data Analyzing Vision", it was not very useful for reference.
But at least they were both ancient flute-shaped boats. That much was certain.
"An ancient painting of a sinking ship that was fished up from a sunken ship?
Besides, if it wasn't for the fact that this real ship is here and I was the one who fished it up myself, I would definitely think that this is an antique from somewhere, right? "
However, its undamaged appearance exposed it!
Elvin secretly activated his Spiritual Vision. The Transcendent Spiritual Light that was completely different from the concealment of marine treasures flickered with a nauseating wavelength. Blackish-gray, maroon green, scarlet … In short, it was a mixture of various colors that made one unhappy, gloomy and restless.
Slowly retracting his hand that was about to touch it, Elvin frowned and looked at the Shilius soldiers who had yet to leave.
"Who was the one who found this painting?"
All the soldiers in the formation looked at each other, but no one stepped forward.
"Hmm?"
Elvin immediately sensed that something was wrong. It was impossible for these fellows to refuse or hide anything from him.
Unless no one had touched the painting, or the person who had touched the painting had already …
When he turned his head to look at the painting again, Elvin felt like he was looking at a rattlesnake spitting venom. He couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Tap … tap …
It had nothing to do with strength. It was just an instinct to avoid harm.
Very soon.
"Sir, Jeremy is missing!"
The group of soldiers immediately did a headcount and found that one of their companions was missing.
No one knew where he had gone.
The last time he appeared in front of others was when he finished collecting the spoils of war and regrouped.
Two soldiers assured Elvin that the soldier named Elvin was still by his side. However, no one noticed anything unusual before Elvin asked.
Instantly.
Although the sun was still shining brightly, everyone felt a chill on the back of their necks. It was as if a cold and invisible person was lying behind them, blowing cold air …
Their gazes wandered around, as if they were afraid that there was something strange here that would make them disappear without a trace.
At this time.
Milan also noticed the abnormality here. She put away the "Storm Bottle" and came to Elvin's side.
After listening to him talk about what he had discovered.
After taking out her crystal ball and fiddling with it for a while, Milan frowned and guessed with uncertainty, "Shadow, mist, mandala, blood drop's treasure … Don't tell me this is a cursed item?"
"Cursed item?"
The current Elvin was no longer a novice. Of course, he knew what a "cursed item" was.
"Cursed items" generally referred to things that would bring misfortune.
The main body was usually a variety of extremely valuable jewelry and art pieces. Anyone who collected them or even just came into contact with them would encounter different degrees of misfortune. Bizarre injuries, death, and disappearance were the most common consequences.
There was even one of the most famous "Cursed Objects" that was well-known even to ordinary people.
That was the world's oldest and largest diamond, the "Mountain of Light".
Death and disappearance were just small consequences. Compared to it, they were not even worthy of carrying shoes because the disaster it brought to its owner was — the destruction of a country!
Legend has it that it was a symbol of power and wealth, but also the root of bloodshed and death. Only the most powerful people (such as monarchs) were qualified to obtain it, but they would eventually lose their power because of it!
Many years ago, a tribal chief in the Southern Continent took it away from an unknown temple of the Loa God. Dispute, blood, and misfortune accompanied its owner at all times.
From the Southern Continent to the Old Continent, it had led to the destruction of dozens of tribes and countries!
Now, it was embedded in the exclusive crown of the "Dawn of Dawn" pope. It was unknown whether it was because of the great power of a true god or because the pope did not have his own country that the vicious curse finally stopped.
It also made the monarchs of many countries secretly sigh in relief.
There was another strongest "cursed item" that made wizards and extraordinaires pale at the mention of it. It existed in the famous school of curses.
It was the collection of their final creation and Ultimate Knowledge, the gem known as the "Black Olof". It was said to be the source of all curses in the world. It was an unbreakable curse that even demigods could not resist!
Of course, no one had ever seen the latter. It was very likely that the "cursed item" was still in the mysterious source and had not been conjured by them.
It was just that they released the news to deter external enemies.
However, no matter what kind of "cursed item" it was, it had to be handled carefully.
Because curses were the most unreasonable things.
If the item that carried the curse was destroyed, it was hard to say whether the curse would disappear, or if it would be transferred or even explode on the spot.
Even if it was sent to the church to be purified, it might not be effective.
Elvin felt that he had taken over a hot potato this time. The antiques that he had obtained were not even worth the mental damage that he had suffered.
"Why don't we just put it back into the ship and sink it into the sea again?"
Milan then came up with an idea.
"Alright …"
After thinking about it, Elvin could not think of a better idea. He nodded and accepted Milan's suggestion. As long as it did not cause trouble in his territory, he would let it harm whoever it wanted.
He was about to order the soldiers to put this damned thing back on the ship.
However, this strange oil painting had a new change.
The flute-shaped ship in the painting had completely sunk. A young man wearing a Shilius military uniform gradually floated up and approached the canvas of the painting.
"Ah! That's … That's Jeremy. He went into the painting! "
Someone in the group exclaimed.
Then, they saw it.
As if there was a thick layer of tempered glass, the young soldier, whose body was painted with oil, was shouting silently. His hands kept hitting the boundary between two and three dimensions.
It was as if he was shouting, "Let me out! Let me out! "
This strange scene did not arouse the thought of rescuing him. Instead, they all took a big step back.
Especially when they saw the face painted with oil trying to get out of the canvas, even Milan, who was standing at the side, felt a chill run down her spine.
Whoosh!
Seeing this, Gary was even more alarmed. He stepped in front of the two of them, pulled out his sword, and pointed it at the oil painting.
What should they do?
This thing was strange to begin with. Now, no one dared to touch it. If they touched it, they would be silently locked in and turned into that ghostly appearance. It was worse than death.
However, Elvin was not afraid. Instead, he showed some understanding. He took out a silver dagger from his "magic pouch" and took a few steps forward.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
He gestured at the painting twice. The tip of the dagger almost cut through the canvas of the oil painting.
"Hey, you inside! Come out for a chat? "
It wasn't that Elvin's mind was affected by the strange painting and had gone crazy when he spoke to it.
It was because he had confirmed one thing from the sudden change just now. That was, this painting had its own consciousness and could understand their conversation.
And "it" really did not want to be thrown back into the water!
"Oh, you might not recognize this dagger of mine.
Don't be fooled by its ordinary appearance. It's a 'Rune Silver Dagger: Demon Breaker' produced by the Starry Night Order. It has a miraculous effect on vengeful spirits, evil spirits, and other spiritual entities.
It's a must-have for traveling, killing, and robbing … Ahem.
I heard that it can also repel evil spirits and even damage their core Concepts. Don't tell me you want to give it a try? "
As soon as he finished.
The struggling young man in the painting paused for a moment. Then, he continued to hit the invisible barrier as if he did not understand Elvin's words at all.
"This …"
Of course, Elvin did not have another "Demon Breaker". The only one he had was already used to obtain "Evil Spirit Dust". He just wanted to trick it.
However, although the consciousness hidden in the painting did not seem to be very bright because it had not seen the light of day for hundreds of years, it had an instinct to disguise itself. It was a "Cursed Item"!
There was a saying among the Extraordinaires. "Never believe in something that has a mind of its own unless you know where its brain is hidden!"
He scratched his head and was about to think of a way to force the "brain" out of the painting.
"Kaka!"
Kaka, who had been hiding in Elvin's shadow, suddenly dashed out. Before he could react, it also turned into a two-dimensional existence and crawled into the oil painting.
Soon, the painting was no longer silent. There was the sound of boiling water.
"Gurgle …"
The painting was like a dye that had been knocked over and then stirred. It vaguely turned into images of people dying in different eras.
Then.
An old man's muffled voice suddenly sounded.
"Ah! Stinky lizard, get lost! You're pressing on my foot! "
Moreover, every word was in a different country's language. In just a short sentence, there were eight different languages.
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