Night didn't seem too surprised when Angor returned the money for the Eternal Bone Burning Sword.
Night nodded after accepting the demon coins. "I'll contact the seller for you now. If you're not in a hurry, you can wait for me here. "
With that, Night stood up and prepared to leave.
"Mr. Nightcrawler, why do you trust me so much?" Angor asked before Night's figure disappeared.
Night turned around and looked at Angor.
Angor continued, "Ever since I met you two days ago, you never doubted anything I told you. If it were me, I'd double-check a message from a stranger, even if it had Oderklas' mark on it. But Mr. Nightcrawler, how can you be so sure that I'm telling the truth? "
Night remained silent for a moment. "The flame mark on your earlobe aside, the fact that Fafnir is with you is enough to prove that you're not lying. Of course, that's not why I helped you.
"I helped you because you're a human."
"Human?" Angor didn't expect such an answer.
"Not only because you're a human, but because you're the first human who came to me in the name of Feng." Night continued, "If you want to know anything else, you can go to the gallery and see the painting."
After Night said this, its body slowly faded into the darkness and finally disappeared.
Angor hesitated for a moment before leaving the parlor and heading to the gallery.
Speaking of which, not only was he curious about who "Feng" was, but Fafner was also curious about Feng's identity.
When Fafnir learned that Oderklas had given this mission to him, he had also asked why. Angor told him the truth, and Fafnir learned that Oderklas was capable of doing most of the things. There was only one variable that Fafnir didn't expect. That variable was Feng.
Fafnir already planned to ask Night about Feng's identity when he arrived at Rasudran. It was just that when he first saw Night, Fafnir was too wary of Night and didn't ask this question.
After all the twists and turns, Angor found an answer that was closer to "Feng" than Fafnir.
Angor returned to the gallery. He ignored all the rare prey and went straight to the painting.
Looking at it up close, the sense of impatience that was suppressed under the silent night became even heavier.
As he looked at the painting, he began to understand why he always thought of Dojo Master Night when he saw it.
The boundless darkness was the silent night. The burning belt of fire in the middle pierced through the restlessness of the night. Silence and restlessness were two contradictory existences that were arranged in the same painting. Just like Nightclub Owner, Nightclub Owner was the last descendant of the Fire Relayer Fiend. Nightclub Owner Nightclub was supposed to be violent, violent, and evil. Nightclub Owner Nightclub did have such characteristics, such as the twisted fiery hair and the fire tattoos on its face. However, Nightclub Owner Nightclub Owner Nightclub Owner Nightclub Owner Nightclub Owner Nightclub Owner Nightclub Owner Nightclub Owner Nightclub Owner.
Angor studied the painting for a long time. Maybe the painting was full of different emotions, but he did not find any clue about what Night told him. "You can check the painting if you want to know about Feng."
After some time, Angor finally found a clue at the bottom right corner of the painting.
Here, he saw a line of light colored words that almost blended in with the surrounding darkness.
What surprised him was that the words were written in the common human language.
Name: "Night". Artist: Feng.
He carefully looked at the word "Feng" and suddenly recalled something he was familiar with.
There was a famous painting in the wizarding world. It was often published in Expedition into Planes, a periodical published by Moonfrost Union. It was called "Doomsday Calamity". It depicted the Rising Sun Demon from the Abyss Plane who came to the southern wizarding region ten thousand years ago and caused the world to be turned upside down.
The artist of this painting was none other than the legendary "Magic Painter", Mirafael Feng.
Not long ago, he read Expedition into Planes in Sunders' study. The handwriting of "Feng" in the book was exactly the same as the "Feng" on the painting.
Speaking of which, the "Tidal Realm Map" Angor saw in the Shannon Royal Palace was also drawn by Mirafael Feng. Feng didn't put his name on the map, but the style of his handwriting was exactly the same as the one in front of Angor's eyes.
Could it be that this piece of art was really drawn by the legendary Magus?
If this "Feng" was Feng Feng, and he knew both Oderklas and Night, did that mean Feng also taught him how to draw the painting in Oderklas' palace?
Angor regained his composure and looked at the name of the painting. It was "Night".
This night might be referring to the night of the prairie fire, the night of fire, or the night of restlessness in the painting, but it could also be referring to the night of the Hall of Prey.
Apart from being shocked, he also felt a little proud. It seemed that he had something to do with the legendary Wizard of Magic Painting.
He heard heavy footsteps coming from behind. It was Night, who left not long ago.
"Seems like you know who Feng is?"
"Magic Painter. He's a famous wizard in the wizarding world."
Night tilted its head. "Then you should know that Feng's paintings have another special feature."
Angor felt someone grabbing his wrist. In a daze, he realized that he was getting closer and closer to the painting. In the end, he bumped into it.
When he regained his senses, he found himself standing in the middle of a pitch-black night.
In the darkness, Angor could faintly see some overlapping mountains. There seemed to be some man-made structures at the intersection of the mountains. However, there was a raging fire inside one of the structures.
The fire was burning fiercely, and it was completely similar to the fire in the painting he had seen before. Not only did it burn the structure, but it also burned a hole in the darkness.
"So, this is the painting?" Angor muttered to himself.
According to the records, a Magic Painter's brush could connect two-dimensional and three-dimensional worlds. The painter even used the brush to reach the legendary level.
If this was really the work of a Magic Painter, it was reasonable that he could enter the painting.
Angor had entered a painting more than once. Back in the Nightmare Realm, he was dragged into a painting. That painting was still in Witch's Town in the Nightmare Realm. Also, Sunders believed that the painting was also a Mystery work.
The feeling of entering this painting was different from when he was in the Nightmare Realm.
Angor could not move. He felt like he was looking at the painting from a god's perspective.
Under the night sky, the fire continued to burn. Faintly, one could hear someone's mournful screams.
The fire went on for an unknown amount of time. It lit up the forest, the river, and even reached Angor. Inside the fire, Angor saw something. A painter whose face could not be seen was drawing a painting in front of a burning demon. As the painting was completed, the fire on the demon's body slowly died out. Finally, it became …
Night!
The darkness around him faded away. Day and night were reversed, and the fire was extinguished. Angor realized that he had left the painting and returned to the gallery. Night was standing quietly beside him. It was as if everything that happened before was just an illusion.
"I was born in that fire," Night suddenly said. "The fire burned everything, including the mountains, the land, the darkness, and my mother's family."
"The Flame-Bearer Demon is called Flame-Bearer. Because it inherited the Will of Flames, it was constantly passing on the flames, even if I was just a newborn at that time. " Night laughed. "But luckily, I met Feng, and he used this movie to restrain me." Night laughed. "Night is the perfect movie for me."
The painting restrained Night's fire and its emotions. Perhaps this was ridiculous for a Flame-Bearer Demon. A great fire-type demon needed to burn freely. How could a Flame-Bearer Demon be restrained?
However, after being restrained, Night would not make rash decisions because of the impulse of emotions. It was calmer and more self-controlled. It would settle down and do what it wanted to do. Because of this, Night's strength grew faster than anyone could imagine.
In just a few hundred years, Night was only one step away from becoming a demon lord.
In the wizarding world, Night's power was equal to Monkey's.
Night was a half-blood demon, which meant it was naturally weaker than a pure-blood demon. Many pure-blood demons could not break through the bottleneck, but Night did. Therefore, Feng's painting was a great help to Night.
"Actually, the fire in the painting can be increased. Every time I can't suppress the emotions in my heart, a flame will appear in the painting until Night is extinguished by the fire. "Night said indifferently," So, you're not wrong when you say that this painting is me. "
"Didn't you ask why I trust you and help you?" Night looked at the painting. "Because Feng once told me that the Night in the painting cannot be turned into a sea of fire until a certain point in time is reached. So, I never thought about breaking through the restriction.
"And at that time, Feng's answer was …"
"When a human comes to me in his name, I will no longer be restrained by the darkness."
Angor looked at Night and pointed at himself. "You mean … me?"
Night nodded. It did not think that Night's restriction was bad. However, the painting not only gave Night the capital to grow quickly, but it also prevented Night from breaking through the final boundary.
Thus, one day, it would completely melt the darkness of the night into flames.
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