"Mirapheel Feng?" Angel repeated the name, and then looked at the cloaked man in surprise, "Are you the Demon Painting Master?"
"You look surprised?" Feng raised his eyebrows.
Angel shook his head: "No... I just didn't expect that Lord Mo Hua looks so young."
After Angel finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled it out of thin air. A single portrait of an oil painting from a long time ago appeared in front of Feng. In the oil painting is an old man who looks quite kind-hearted, smiling and carrying a large bucket of rolled drawing paper on his back, and holding a paintbrush stained with blue and gold paint in his hand.
"This is the portrait of Mr. Feng that I saw in a certain issue of "Plane Conquest"."
Feng Rao stared at the old man in the painting with interest, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. After a while, he said: "I really miss you... It is indeed me in the painting. I have traveled to painters' guilds in various countries, and I have also I served as the president of the Painters Guild for about fifty years, so in order to avoid trouble, I wore this face for a while."
The Painters Guild is an organization established by mortals. Feng has been in a mortal organization for fifty years. If he remained young and unchanged, he would definitely cause a lot of trouble, so he had such a face.
Feng did not expect that the face that had only been used for a short period of time would eventually be included in the "Record of Plane Conquest".
While Feng was speaking, Angel's thoughts were also flowing rapidly.
Is the person in front of me really Feng? Various signs indicate that there is still a possibility that he is Feng. The most important point is that there is no need for him to lie to himself.
However, it is somewhat unreasonable for Feng to appear here.
Moreover, before he asked Angel, "Are you the one who followed in his footsteps?", the 'him' in the words undoubtedly referred to Miraphail Feng, but when he asked , it doesn’t feel like you are talking about yourself, but more like talking about others.
Because of this, Angel was still not completely sure about the identity of the person in front of him.
Feng seemed to see the confusion in Angel's eyes, and said slowly: "I am indeed Mirapheel Feng, but it's a little different from what you imagined."
"I am a ray of consciousness in the painting that Feng sketched with a brush. It has been sealed here. Until you reactivate this painting with the secret key of Aojia Fanwen, I can see the light again."
In other words, he is Feng, but he is somewhat different from the real Feng. He is a phantom drawn by Feng, but in this phantom, there is Feng's personal consciousness.
Give the figures in the painting a personal consciousness? This was the first time Angel had heard of this ability. He had thought that what he saw in front of him was a clone, but he didn't expect that it was just a wisp of consciousness.
After Feng explained his origin, he continued: "Feng left me here just to wait for your arrival."
"Waiting for my arrival? So, you are the treasure left by Mr. Feng?"
Feng smiled and said: "If I say yes, will you feel disappointed?"
Angel was noncommittal, because he was not originally looking forward to the so-called treasure. He just wanted to see if Feng's game really came to an end, and in what form it would end.
"It's not a bad thing if you have all the memories and personal experiences of the Magic Painting Wizard."
Feng: "If you want to learn all about Feng's knowledge from me, unfortunately, the main body does not leave much relevant information. Moreover, my existence will continue to consume personal consciousness, and I will disappear before long. not see."
Angel: "Then what is the meaning of your existence?"
"The meaning of my existence, as I said before, is to wait for your arrival." Feng did not stop abruptly this time, but continued: "I am not the treasure left by Feng, my existence is for you. Clear up your doubts. I believe you should have a lot of doubts now."
Angel looked at Feng, who was wearing a cloak opposite him, and said softly: "Indeed, I have a lot of doubts now."
Feng stared into Angel's eyes and seemed to read another explanation: "And, anger?"
Angel did not answer, but there was indeed anger in his heart.
He was angry at how he could be manipulated as a pawn in the game.
But facing the existence of Feng's series, any of his emotions were meaningless, so he restrained himself and did not show it, but he did not expect that Feng would point it out himself.
"Come on, let's sit down and chat. I will answer the answer you want to know." After Feng said that, he waved his hand gently, and a starlight fell in the starry sky above his head, forming a pair of cold light under the big tree. Tables and chairs.
The two sat opposite each other.
After sitting down, Angel spoke first, but he didn't ask anything. He just introduced himself as per the rules.
"Angel, right? Since you come from the Savage Cave, have you ever heard that Shu Lao mentioned me?"
Angel glanced at Feng in confusion. He didn't expect that when the Savage Cave was mentioned, the first thing Feng thought of would be Shu Lao... At least in Angel's impression, if wizards from other organizations mentioned the Savage Cave, they would either think of it or not. Rhine, or the tree spirit. Mirror Princess is only famous among witches, while Shu Lao, although famous, has not been seen all year round and is more like a legend in the wizarding world.
"Shu Lao rarely shows up. Since I entered the Savage Cave, I have only met Shu Lao once during my apprenticeship." Angel did not shy away and briefly recounted the meeting with Shu Lao.
After listening to Angel's story, Feng was stunned for a while and then suddenly laughed up to the sky.
It took a while before he stopped laughing: "Shu Lao took the initiative to answer your question, but you actually only asked one: How to discover spiritual power? You know, when Feng...my body went to see Shu Lao, it took hundreds of years. There is no time for Shu Lao to speak. If my true form knew that you wasted the opportunity like this, I would probably be unable to help but put you in a painting-burning prison and burn you for decades."
Faced with Feng's regret about his qualifications to ask questions, Angel didn't care much: "I wasn't even an apprentice at that time, so what decent questions could I ask?"
Feng: "That's true. I can only say that you met Shu Lao at the wrong time."
After sighing with emotion, Feng did not mention Shu Lao's matter again, but returned to the topic: "Before I answer your doubts, I have a question. I hope you can clear it up for me first."
Angel naturally did not dare to refuse: "Excuse me."
"The demonic natural disaster has stopped?" Feng stopped his playful attitude and his expression became more serious than ever before.
Angel was also influenced by Feng, and his answer was more solemn: "If Mr. Feng is talking about the Flameless Lord, then he should have no chance of coming to the Southern Wizarding World."
After receiving Angel's confirmation, Feng was stunned for a moment and exhaled a long breath. It was as if all the depression that had been held in his heart for many years was let out at this moment.
Then, Feng changed his serious expression into a familiar smile: "I wonder if you would mind telling me how you stopped the Demon God's natural disaster?"
Angel: "...mind."
Feng's expression froze for a few seconds before he slowly relaxed: "Okay, if you don't want to say it now, that's fine. I hope you will think about it again after knowing my painstaking efforts."
Feng did not force Angel, but changed the topic: "I've finished asking my questions. Now it's your turn. If you have any questions, as long as I know, I will tell you everything."
Angel was silent for a moment, but decided to start from the original doubt: "What is fate?"
Feng: "The topic of fate is too big. If you had asked Shu Lao this question, he might have given you a very beautiful and satisfactory answer, but if you ask me...with all due respect, my prophecy skills It’s not that strong. It’s okay to fool Uranus and the others, but if I give you the same answer, I think you won’t be satisfied.”
"Furthermore, I believe that what you care about most is not the fate itself. Rather, it is why you entered the fate I compiled, right?"
Angel nodded: "This is also what I want to know. When did this game start, why did it start, and when did it end... Also, why is it me?"
Feng had obviously expected it, and did not hesitate at all to Angel's question: "You think this is a game, and you are the pawn being manipulated, right? Haha, in fact, the truth behind this is not that complicated. , there are no chess players, and there is no game, just a push of fate... This matter must start from very early on, when I was still a wizard's apprentice."
Feng did not dwell too much on his apprenticeship period. The reason why he mentioned this period was because during this period, Feng's future obsession was formed.
Feng's closest relatives died in the Demon God's natural disaster, and Feng's mentor could not survive this tragedy.
Since then, Feng has had a strong hatred for the Demon God, and even more disgusted with natural disasters like the Demon God's coming, and it has even become his obsession.
"The Plane Conquest" produced by the Frost Moon Alliance has a very famous illustration called "Doomsday Disaster", which is a work drawn by Feng, describing the end of the world caused by the arrival of the devil. Although Feng did not say it outright, anyone who has seen this painting can see Feng's hatred for the coming of the devil.
After Feng broke through the legend, he went from the Southern Wizarding World to the Source World.
During the period when he lived in the source world, Feng, as a free wizard, worked for the Prophet's Temple and stayed in the Prophet's Temple for hundreds of years.
The Prophet's Temple is a very powerful federation in the source world. It is a huge federation composed of several wizard organizations related to prophecy.
Even the famous Guanxing Church in the Southern Territory is actually a member of the Prophet's Temple.
During those years at the Prophet's Temple, Feng originally wanted to learn some techniques related to prophecy, but his prophecy talent was not strong, and the prophecy techniques he learned were only superficial.
Although he is not proficient in prophecy, he has met many prophecy wizards, including wizards from the Southern Region who were promoted from the Crown Star Church.
The Prophet's Temple also possesses mysterious things like the Mystery of the Starry Sky. The prophetic wizard from the Southern Territory got some hints about the future through a mysterious thing called the "City of Reincarnation". There is a reminder in it, saying that the southern region will encounter a natural disaster from the devil in the near future.
The southern region wizard told Feng the news.
After Feng got the news, he was naturally shocked. Although he is far away from the Southern Territory, Feng's concern for the Southern Territory has not diminished. After all, the Southern Territory is his hometown.
His hometown may encounter a natural disaster from the Demon God. Even if Feng doesn't care about the Demon God, he will still find a way to save it. Not to mention, Feng himself hated the Demon God's natural disaster, so he naturally shouldered the burden of saving the Southern Territory on his own shoulders.
How to save it?
Even if Feng becomes a legendary wizard, he may not be able to defeat the devil. Moreover, he defeated the demon in an abyssal environment.
Feng didn't know which demon god would come, when exactly it would come, why it would come, and where it would come.
When these questions cannot be answered, even if Feng can defeat the Demon God, it will be difficult to completely save the Demon God from the natural disaster.
Not to mention, if a peerless great demon or an ancient one comes... let alone him, even with a large number of legendary wizards, it will be difficult to stop him.
At a loss, the prophetic wizard from the Southern Territory gave Feng a suggestion.
You can try it and ask the Book of Kells.
