94 Oil Painting Exhibition (2)

Players swarmed forward, dodging attacks and waving their swords as if they were chopping vegetables.

They pushed the Canvasbane aside eagerly, fearing that the helper NPC would steal their heads.

They stared at the portrait for a moment, stunned and awed.

'So fierce!

He must have been brainwashed!'

Rumble--

Smoke and dust filled the air, the ground shook, all the glass shattered, and the scene was chaotic.

The bright red liquid, whether it was blood or paint, splashed on the ground or glass like ink, and emitted a pungent smell.

When the players stabbed the pale white face with their sharp swords, they were surprised to find that the touch was different from before.

The previous portraits were as stiff and inflexible as linen canvas.

But these pale white faces looked like they had been smeared with paint, and when sliced, they felt just like real human skin!

'What exactly was the canvas made of?!'