"Then the two of them are quite compatible." Angel murmured in a low voice.
If you want to use Sweet Dreams, you must go through the pink wind, and the pink wind can calm people's emotions and relieve them of the daily inner burden.
In such a gentle mood, I fell into a wonderful sleep again, and the dream I had was still a sweet dream.
It is estimated that few people can withstand this series of positive energy critical attacks.
The benefits are naturally great, and the capabilities are consistent and complementary, which means they complement each other. But the downside is that it makes people more susceptible to addiction.
"See for yourself first. If you have any ideas, call me." Laplace's voice reached Angel's ears.
Angel looked back and found that Laplace had floated to the outer branches of the tree and was sitting on a branch. His long silver hair hung in the air, being constantly stirred by the surrounding wind.
She looked into the distance quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.
Angel actually had some questions in his heart, but since he was outside Sweet Dreams, he might as well take a look here first.
Angel landed lightly on the platform at the top of the tree.
At this time, we were still about twenty meters away from Sweet Dreams.
He walked forward step by step, and when he reached ten meters, he already felt some emotional changes: his restless mood slowly became calmer.
This change in mood can be clearly felt, but strangely, there is no sense of violation.
There is no doubt that this is the ability of Pink Wind.
Angel stopped and took a moment to feel it. As the perception deepened, Angel's expression became weirder.
The effect of this pink wind is not strong. Angel can easily get rid of the influence of emotions, but... no matter how he observes and analyzes, he can't find the reason why the pink wind can calm people's emotions.
It obviously has a direct effect on your emotions, but there is no trace. It seems that you adjust your mood yourself and make it happy, instead of being affected by the outside world.
Others might think this is nothing worth paying attention to, but Angel has the gift of super-perception and can't even find traces, which is amazing.
The important thing is that the pink wind is only reflected, and it cannot be perfectly restored during the reflection process. With this push, its 'real body' may be even more magical.
Just the wind is extremely strange. It is conceivable that the special place corresponding to the real world will be even more unpredictable.
"What did you feel when you were here?" Angel asked Dangros.
Dangros thought for a moment and replied: "I don't know how to describe it, but I feel very calm."
It seems that this pink wind not only works on living people, but also on elemental creatures.
If this is the case, will it have an impact on spirits and the awakened demons under the control of the twisted seeds?
Angel thought for a while and asked the same question to Mu Ling and Ermi respectively.
However, Mu Ling did not answer, but timidly curled himself up tighter, almost strangling Angel's arm to bleed.
There is no hope for the wood spirit. Even if the pink wind calms the mind, it cannot curb its nature.
As for Earl fans, the feedback Angel received was the same as usual, with no big changes.
From this point of view, the twisted seed seems to be more powerful than the pink wind? Think about it, the twisted seed is mainly made of the source of chaos, and the source of chaos is something that even Crowley is afraid of.
Angel didn't think any more and continued to move forward.
When he was about five meters away from the pink typhoon ball, Angel vaguely sensed a mysterious aura. However, when he wanted to explore further, Laplace's voice came to his ears:
"If you don't want to sleep here, don't go any further. The setting I gave these pink winds is that if they approach within five meters, a peripheral passage will automatically open so that people can enter."
"Once the Pink Wind is activated and the passage is opened, under the influence of Sweet Dreams, you will take the initiative to go inside. By then, even if you don't want to sleep, you will have to sleep."
"Unless you can resist the influence of the mysterious power."
Resist the mysterious power? Angel thought about it and let it go. If the mysterious power could be resisted, then the budding sect would not be able to develop so vigorously.
Since Laplace said so, Angel still stepped back.
He retreated ten meters away again.
It is not possible to study Sweet Dreams at close range for the time being, and "research" itself is not Angel's focus. Therefore, Angel decided to leave temporarily.
However, before completely withdrawing from the scope of the pink wind, Angel also did not forget another thing: the mural on the top of the tree.
When Angel landed on the platform, he had already seen the mural on the wooden platform under his feet. However, before, Angel was focused on Sweet Dreams and didn't pay much attention to it, but now he can take a closer look.
Angel circled the platform.
After having an overall impression of the general appearance of the mural, he exited the platform.
After leaving the platform, Angel stretched out his finger to look into the air, and a flat illusion appeared.
The scene in the illusion is exactly the mural that Angel recorded before.
Generally speaking, murals are mostly used to record "poems", "disasters" and "mythical history". It can be said that murals are almost inseparable from "god" and "faith".
In order to express more clearly, most of the murals are very straightforward and will not be too obscure or confusing to interpret.
But this mural is completely different. It's all meaningless lines. If it weren't for the alternation of light and dark, Angel would most likely think it was some kind of unfamiliar magic pattern.
Angel observed it carefully for a moment, but couldn't understand it.
Although there are some words on the side that seem to introduce the patterns, these words are also variations of the abyss demon script, and Angel still does not recognize them.
"Is it impossible to understand it using normal logic?" Angel murmured in a low voice, then turned to look at Dangros: "Come and take a look, can you understand it?"
Dangros was very excited to study with Angel at first, but when he heard Angel's words, Palm's face immediately fell: "You are not normal, I, I can't understand it either."
Dangross didn't say this just to be counter-intuitive, it really didn't understand.
Angel went to look at Ermi again... Ermi sent back confused thoughts, obviously not understanding what Angel was doing.
Dangros: "Could this not be a painting?"
Ingres: "Since Laplace said this is a painting, let's treat it as a painting."
If you look at it as a painting, Ingres would probably define it as...an abstract painting.
"Abstract painting?" Angel muttered, is this really abstract art?
When Angel was young, he learned some appreciation of abstract paintings. However, it wasn't Jon who taught him. Jon's understanding of abstract painting is: If you don't understand it, just praise it vigorously, and then talk about some life insights and common principles in the world. Anyway, there is a high probability that other people will not be able to understand abstract paintings.
Angel felt that this was a bit too perfunctory at the time, so he seriously studied the appreciation of abstract paintings. ——Self-taught by following the "Abstract Painting Art Appreciation" on the holographic tablet.
After studying, Angel gained a lot.
I think Jon is right.
Just like there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, abstract painting is also idealistic. If you say you have understood the philosophy of life, others cannot refute it.
I can tell you anything about my heart's evidence.
Even if the author of the painting stands in front of you and you say that you learned about life because of seeing this painting, the author cannot refute it.
This is very similar to Gleipnir's situation. With ordinary interpretation, the author has the right to interpret; but if you overinterpret it, what do you know even if you are the original author?
So, Jon's opinion is correct.
But then again, "Abstract Painting Art Appreciation" does not completely advocate everyone's free understanding. It also has useful information.
Look at the color, look at the whole, and finally look at the human heart.
Color matching is very important in abstract paintings. Many appreciators use color to appreciate the quality of abstract paintings.
And if this mural is an abstract painting, will there be any gains from the color perspective?
With this idea in mind, Angel went to look at the murals on the ground.
The murals on the ground are carved and have no color in the traditional sense. However, if light and shadow are regarded as colors...
Angel looked at the light and dark light and shadow on the mural with thoughtfulness in his eyes.
Time passed minute by minute, and Angel remained motionless. It wasn't until footsteps came from beside him that Angel slowly raised his head.
There was no doubt that the footsteps came from Laplace.
Laplace also saw that Angel had been silent for a long time, and there was still an illusion of a mural floating in front of him, so he came over to see the situation.
Although Angel raised his head, Laplace noticed that Angel was not looking at her, but looking at the sky.
Laplace also raised his head in confusion: Is there something wrong in the sky?
After a while, Angel's voice came: "Isn't there night time here?"
Laplace nodded: "Yes, what the outside world is like when it is reflected is what it is inside. It is night, and the reflected space will be eternal night until it is destroyed. It is day, and it will always be During the day, there won’t be any changes.”
Angel: "Without the light of the morning sun and the color of the sunset, doesn't it feel very monotonous?"
Laplace: "No, you can't see the morning light here. I can see the morning light in other spaces. There is no starlight here, but I can solidify another space with starlight."
Angel scratched his head: "That seems right. You can use cohesion to solidify space and retain the best moments."
Best moment? Laplace opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but in the end he did not express his opinion.
Beautiful things are always only seen in the eyes of outsiders. Those who really live here will not feel beautiful, but will only try their best to think about how to survive.
"You seem to have been studying this mural for a long time. Do you have any ideas?" Laplace looked at the suspended illusion and asked lightly.
Angel: "I do have some ideas, but it may still be of no help."
Laplace: "Why don't you tell me."
Angel did not refuse, pointing at the illusion and saying, "Look again."
Laplace looked at the illusion again, but this time he was stunned.
The previous illusion was a static plane, but now, the illusion is moving... No, rather than saying that the illusion is moving, it is better to say that Angel has added a little external force to the illusion.
And this external force is called: day and night.
In other words, the changes of time.
The rising sun brings morning light and illuminates the murals carved on the wooden platform. As the sun rises high, the light and shadow are slowly stretched in the convex places, and the shadow side becomes increasingly invisible in the concave places.
As soon as noon passed, the light and shadow changed position again.
Until the end, the rays of light dyed the mural a thin layer of red.
At first glance, the mural has not changed much, except for slight differences in light and shadow.
But when Angel accelerated "time", day and night alternated in just one second. In this second, the shadow of the mural formed another pattern that was completely unrelated to the original mural.
This pattern is still very abstract, but it is more like a "painting" than the original one.
If you look carefully, you can even see some vaguely familiar things.
"Did you see anything?" Angel asked.
Laplace's heterochromatic eyes carefully observed the accelerated illusion mural, and various things flashed through his mind, trying to correspond to it.
But... it still doesn't work.
Even if there was a qualitative breakthrough in the murals, Laplace still couldn't understand these pictures drawn with shadows alone.
"It seems understandable but difficult to understand." Laplace shook his head, looked at Angel, and said in a praising tone: "However, your discovery is indeed a breakthrough. I have never thought in this direction before. Pass."
"Where is the wise man? He should be able to find it, right?"
Laplace shook his head: "The wise never said that."
Angel noticed that Laplace's statement was: The wise master did not say it, which does not mean that the wise master did not know.
Angel personally felt that he could guess it, and the wise master would not have thought of it. After all, wizards are exposed to quite a lot of light and shadow tricks.
This mural has deep excavations and bulges. Although it can be said to be an artistic technique, if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to find that it shows the light and shadow situation.
So, the wise master discovered it, but didn’t say anything about it?
He would also say that the wise master discovered it, but he didn’t analyze it or make any general analysis?
Just like now, Angel discovered that changes in light and shadow would change the patterns in the murals, but he still couldn't understand what these patterns depicted.
If the previous murals were abstract paintings, then the murals that have settled day and night... are still abstract paintings, but they are lightweight, at least the outlines and shapes can be seen.
"Since you can discover this, you should have some guesses, right?" Laplace looked at Angel expectantly.
Angel was silent for a moment and said, "I feel a bit like... a matryoshka doll."
Matryoshka doll? Laplace looked at Angel in confusion, what is this?
Angel: "A toy that looks like a tumbler. It can be taken apart from the middle, and there will be an identical tumbler inside, but slightly smaller."
Seeing that Laplace still looked confused, Angel thought for a moment, and a word suddenly popped into his mind.
He didn't think too much and just said it directly: "Swaddling clothes."
“It’s kind of like swaddling a baby.”
