The journey was not long. When Rinaudo was about to arrive at the island, he conveyed a message to his family members that he had arrived, so he did not think about having a party to catch up with the wind and dust, but at any rate, they had not seen each other for two years. How much depends on how far that elf has reached now.
When the boat docked, Rinaudo's legs returned to the ground.
After wandering around the earth for two years, I saw the prosperous world, and then I looked at the small island where I lived. No matter how I looked at it, I felt that it was so barren.
After all, no matter how poor the earth is, a camel is bigger than a horse, so the small island he is staying on is also part of the earth.
But in any case, this place does not belong to the earth world at all, and there may be something wrong with his memory. He always feels that this place is poorer than what he remembers. It is obvious that he used the power of prosperity to make this place even better before leaving. Only after nourishing it once.
"Exalted Lord God, the great god of decay and prosperity, your servant Silverus salutes you."
"You are more powerful than I thought. I thought that after two years of being away, you would be almost the same as before. I didn't expect that without saying a word, you would actually increase your strength to My level two years ago was pretty good."
Rinaudo nodded. In terms of governance, he had accomplished nothing, but his strength had been improved, which was always a good thing.
After all, if you take a dependent with some strength out in the future, you can gain some face. Besides, it will be easier to do things if you are strong.
But don't think about extra rewards. After all, this guy's contribution to this island is really close to zero.
"Just go ahead and do what you're supposed to do. I have some things to do recently and I don't have time to care about you. Go find some colored stones or gems for me. Give me the big ones intact. It doesn't matter if they are small. ”
Rinauduo was not polite when he summoned people. After saying that, he walked towards the direction of the cave in his memory.
Of course, this is where he will live in the future anyway, so he can't really ignore it. As he walked, he sown various seeds along the way, including flowers and trees, but fruit trees Things haven't been successfully worked out yet.
It is true that there are seeds. After all, there are many trees that wrap seeds in fruits. It is normal for the two to be considered to be the same thing to the extent that they are similar. In fact, if he really has the fruit's godhead, the final outcome will be It just blends into the seed.
But I've been a little busy recently, so this thing has been somewhat neglected.
It has to be said that Silverus's efficiency in doing things is indeed good, but in just a few days, Rinaudo's carving skills have improved by leaps and bounds.
The cave in Rinaudo is no longer bare, but is covered with debris of various gemstones, such as red, blue, or green. I don’t know how many colors there are in the earth. How is the mother conceived?
Perhaps as a god, he had memories that did not belong to gods and a vision that was forcibly lowered, but as a human being, he had various insights that were more advanced than the current world.
For example, now, through the fragments of those gems, Rinaudo has successfully produced pigments, and through this, he has obtained the godhood of pigments.
While continuing to carve, Rinaudo was constantly trying to outline the world with paint. Unfortunately, there is no canvas now, so Rinaudo can only outline on the rocks.
Fortunately, after beating the branches continuously, the dried branches can barely use their fibers to replace animal down, which can be used instead of paintbrushes.
Rinaudo did not choose to directly ask for the godhead from the world, but continued to wait for a while to hone his skills to become even more brilliant.
Mother Earth told him that initially bringing something into the world could indeed lead to godhood, but some things were so distributed that all intelligent beings could practice and improve them. That is to say, if he wants to get more benefits, instead of directly asking for godhead from the world and then improving his abilities, it is better to improve his abilities to a certain level first and then ask for godhead from the world.
This is the reason why Rinaudo has never spoken to the world.
until now
"The great origin, I use external force to change the natural rocks and trees into the shapes I want. I extract the colors in the gems and paint them on the rocks to make pictures. I bring them into this world, so, I Supposedly the god of sculpture, paint and painting."
The godhead of Rinaudo's vocal music is biased towards lullaby, but it is undeniable that vocal music itself is the world's first artistic godhead. Apart from the god of decay, there is no other elf who has used art to become a god. Therefore, when this only When the origin of the artistic statue asked for the godhead, the origin did not hesitate at all.
The Origin will not oppose anything that is beneficial to the world, even if it just makes the world more colorful.
When the three divine powers entered Rinaudo's body and formed a crude framework with the vocal godhead, three weak levels of divine power rushed into Rinaudo's long-accumulated divine power.
Perhaps all cultivation systems in the world have bottlenecks. This kind of thing either relies on talent or a moment of enlightenment, but this world is different. When the strength is enough, all levels of improvement are so easy.
Perhaps the God King in the sky has taken up too much power in this world, and the 12 Titans have also taken up a huge share, but art is a newly born power, and this new born power can expand the world a little. Corner, this corner is still enough to accommodate a newly born medium god.
Everything is so straightforward.
Perhaps Rinaudo's main strength has always been decay, but there's no denying that art provides divine power.
At the level of a medium god, the existence of the origin will no longer have any excessive impact on the weak body.
The origin that symbolizes art has finally moved its noble body. Unable to be seen by other beings, the colorful and even gaudy art origin flies out from the end of the sky. This mass of origin is a bit naughty and like plasticine. After a few turns, it turned into a string of five-colored notes. As if dissatisfied, the string of notes turned into a painting brush, and then a carving knife.
This mass of origin is constantly changing, just like hesitating what shape it should take to enter the original art god's body and reside there.
It is clear that there is no wisdom but only instinctive energy, but it strangely shows excessive spirituality.
"Art should be ever-changing. Art has different presentation methods in the eyes of different people, so its origin has no fixed form."
Others may not understand, but Rinaudo understood it instantly.
The same was true of his initial vision for art, an existence without established rules that would have different colors, shapes, and interpretations in the eyes of different people.
At least in his impression, there is no universally agreed definition of the concept of art, and concepts continue to change over time.
Such language instantly poked at the origin of art. After changing several times, the ball of plasticine entered Rinaudo's body without hesitation. However, the origin of art did not stay in a corner or at all like other people. Maybe the godhead outside the scope of his own power is also dyed with some of his own colors, but integrated into the unfinished artistic framework at an extremely fast speed.
A small piece of plasticine is stationed in it like a bright gem, although more of it is running around like a wandering child, touching here and there, just like a curious baby.
But it doesn't matter, the most important thing has been done.
That bright gem symbolizes the original art, and also symbolizes the origin of art and the appreciation of the original god of art. If nothing else happens, this may be the only origin of art that will live and die with a certain existence. part of it.
I didn't expect that art like a scumbag would have a part that was so determined. There would actually be a part of it that recognized a certain being as its eternal master, which can be said to have been around for a long time.
But with this part, it will be much easier to condense the godhead of future art.
