Gamers Are Fierce-Chapter 695 - 693: Seawater
CRACK!
The arm extending from the canvas was directly crushed, dangling at the edge of the frame, with bits of flesh and shards of bone splattering onto the canvas, appearing greasy red and white under the light.
However, in the blink of an eye, the scattered bits of flesh suddenly flew up, seeping into the black coat and allowing the arm to heal and restore itself at an even faster pace.
The demonic children in the canvas silently revealed eerie smiles. They clustered at the front of the canvas, trying to crawl out of the frame, even resorting to brutally fighting each other, using nails as sharp as blades to tear apart each other's heads and bodies—anyway, they could heal, so there were no casualties.
The black-cloaked old woman behind the demonic children held a book in one hand and pointed towards the canvas with the other, her fingertips emitting a strange glow.
"Hmm?"
Li Ang was busy squeezing the two oil paintings, one of the ocean and one of the forest. Enormous amounts of seawater flooded into the forest painting; innumerable trees snapped effortlessly at the touch of the waves, and the British Nobles hunting in the woods vanished along with their horses.
But still, a large amount of seawater gushed from the gaps around the frames of the two paintings, which were not perfectly aligned. The force of the water flow was so strong that even Li Ang felt somewhat strained, his arms, pressing down on the paintings, trembling slightly.
His peripheral vision caught something below: the frame of the oil painting depicting the black-cloaked old woman reading was gradually growing larger. In no time, it became as big as a doorway.
Several demonic children let out piercing howls simultaneously, rushing out of the canvas and lunging at Li Ang with their sharp claws.
He neither dodged nor evaded. From beneath his white lab coat, soaked by the seawater, suddenly extended over twenty long, barbed vine whips.
WHOOSH—
The vine whips sliced through the air.
The charging little demons were lashed against the room's walls, their flesh tearing and bones cracking, organs sent flying. But then they quickly healed back to their original state and attacked again, trampling through the seawater that covered the floor.
"..."
Li Ang narrowed his eyes. The seawater in the room already submerged his calves, and numerous tables, chairs, and stools floated around.
The electrical sockets, now filled with seawater, first emitted a series of CRACKLES and sparks, then fell silent.
The oil painting of the young lady covering her face with a fan also floated on the seawater. It screamed piercingly as it watched the water seep in from the edges of its frame.
Room 0508, like the other rooms, had its doors and windows sealed. The only few places the water could drain out were the bathroom's floor drain, sink, and bathtub, as well as the door of Room 0508 itself.
The volume of seawater pouring in far exceeded the bathroom floor drain's capacity. More water seeped into the hallway through the narrow gap under the door.
Considering the vastness of the ocean in the oil painting, even if the entire room were flooded, it probably wouldn't stop the surge. Moreover, the tumultuous seawater would likely force the door open, violating the "do not open the door" taboo.
His thoughts whirled.
The demonic children charged again. These monsters from the canvas were indestructible and untearable. Illusion Technique, Drown in Misfortune Assassination Method, and Alchemy were all ineffective. The Flamethrower crafted through Alchemy could only char their skin; in the next second, they would recover completely and attack once more. They were infuriatingly resilient.
While Li Ang pondered how to deal with the seawater, he used vines to firmly bind all the demonic children, temporarily preventing these indestructible little monsters from harassing him.
Unexpectedly, the demonic children had incredibly sharp teeth. Their mouths, filled with beast-like fangs, gnawed at the barbed vines. In no time, they had devoured all the vines binding them, yet their bodies hadn't gained so much as an ounce.
Li Ang threw out more vines. The demonic children readily accepted them, consuming every last bit without showing any signs of being full or nauseous.
All intake, no output... Are these things reincarnated Pixiu?
"CACKLE CACKLE CACKLE—"
The black-robed old woman still within the canvas let out a malicious laugh. She advanced towards Li Ang step by step, about to emerge from the frame, seemingly relishing Li Ang's expression of helplessness against the demonic children. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
"Feeling quite arrogant, aren't you?" Li Ang arched an eyebrow. He once again released vines from beneath his white lab coat, binding the demonic children in mid-air as if they were to be drawn and quartered.
His gaze shifted back and forth between the seawater, the black-robed old woman, and the demonic children.
Wait a second... I wonder if this will work...
A spark of inspiration flashed in Li Ang's eyes. He grew an additional eight vines, then activated his Swamp God Power. The vines enlarged and extended, their surfaces thickening. He hollowed them out, shaping them like pipes with one end slightly larger than the other.
He hoisted the ocean and forest oil paintings high, allowing the larger ends of the eight pipe-like vines to clamp onto the gaps in the frames, drawing in seawater. The smaller ends were then stuffed into the mouths of the demonic children.
These new vines weren't just plant fibers; they also contained dense, high-strength muscle fibers. Like snakes devouring prey, they writhed, sucking a continuous stream of seawater into their lengths, then expelling it from their other ends, pumping vast amounts of seawater directly into the demonic children's stomachs.
GULP GULP GULP GULP GULP GULP—
The demonic children's bellies swelled and contracted, swelled and contracted. Painful expressions contorted their faces, and their limbs flailed wildly. However, the vines Li Ang had specifically strengthened weren't so easily broken. The children remained tightly bound, immobile, forced to passively swallow ton after ton of seawater.
All the water seeping from the gaps in the ocean and forest oil paintings was now directed into the demonic children's stomachs; no more seawater fell into the room.
Li Ang looked down at the black-robed old woman. By now, she had reached the front of her canvas, her palms already extending out, resting on the edge of the frame.
Due to her restricted angle of view, the black-robed old woman hadn't seen Li Ang forcing the demonic children to drink seawater. She could only hear the painful sobs of the "demon brats" outside and was unaware of what was actually happening. For a moment, she paused with her hands gripping the frame, bewildered and uncertain whether to advance or retreat.
But Li Ang wasn't about to give her the chance to retreat. He extended a vine with a flick, hooking the black-robed old woman's wrist, and savagely yanked her out of the canvas, suspending her in mid-air.
SQUELCH.
He thrust a vine into the black-robed old woman's stomach. The other end of this vine—carefully placed to avoid sucking up anything else from the room—reached down to the floor, drawing in the remaining seawater and pumping it into her.
Let the black-robed old woman also enjoy some "warmth."
Before long, the seawater level in the room had dropped to ankle depth.
Li Ang turned to look at the last oil painting, which, due to the receding water, now leaned against the extinguished fireplace. He casually activated Alchemy to reshape his white lab coat and dry it off. Then, he stepped forward, heading towards the oil painting of the young girl who hid behind a chair, covering her face with a fan.
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While players on various floors of the hotel were either relieved at not having a note appear, or were entangled in grim life-or-death struggles against anomalies, Danfei, in Room 1172, was in a state of confusion and fear.
He stood rooted to the spot, one hand holding a weapon, the other pinching a note soaked with his own saliva.
The content of the note read—
[Answer the phone but don't answer the phone]
