Section 1106 Artistic Processing

Until then, panic flashed in Edesinos' eyes. It does like to watch plays, but that doesn't mean it wants to be a character in the play!

In particular, this is an absurd puppet show, and it doesn't even know the repertoire. From the horror at the beginning to the war later, and then to the love play now, it is full of twists and turns, full of bizarre imagination, and unknown dangers.

Edesinos struggled to escape.

But how could Baphomet and the Minotaur, who had long disliked it, let go easily? They held Edesinos tightly within their authority.

The interlude before entering the seventh chapter sounded. Before, it was a duet between Baphomet and the Minotaur. Now with Edesinos, the dance has become an even more unbearable trio.

Edesinos looked defeated and terrified. When he was in the audience, he could applaud, laugh and curse. But when he really stepped onto this strange stage, he found that this feeling of being unable to control himself and being controlled by unknown threads like a puppet was really terrible.

On the ground, in the rain cloud cage, Nitotip held his forehead: "How could I have held a void meeting with such a stupid demon for six hundred years? It seems that I really shouldn't stay here. The right thing to do is to leave."

Having said that, Nitotip urged Iyadasai through the rain: "Now, it's time for you to save those three idiots. I just hope you don't become a monkey on the stage like them."

Iyadasai's response was a sneer, then he raised his bone wings and broke through the skyline blocked by flames.

On the other side, in the scorched earth of the southern suburbs, Fafnir applauded.

Angel's eyes were fixed on the sky. After Canaan's reminder, he saw Iyadasai flying high in the sky. Now the situation on the floating ice is unclear, but under the siege of four big demons, the situation is probably worrying.

When Angel was uneasy, Fafnir's applause startled him.

Angel looked back, and he didn't know what Fafnir saw that made him so excited. Judging from the direction of its eyes, it seemed to be looking up. Could it be that something happened to the floating ice in the sky?

Angel actually hoped that Fafnir would let him see the situation in the sky, but it was estimated that Fafnir's response would be a sneer as soon as he mentioned it.

Angel shook his head, ready to ignore the excited Fafnir, and focus on thinking about his current dilemma.

"Hahaha, very good, now three are trapped. If the remaining four all go on stage, I don't know what will happen." Fafnir was completely pleased with the performance on the virtual stage in the sky: "No details can be missing, and they must be recorded."

Fafnir didn't blink, for fear of missing a single plot.

After hearing what Fafnir said, Angell thought of something, his eyes sparkled: "Honorable Lord Fafnir."

"Don't bother me." Fafnir didn't even want to waste time looking back. His curiosity, which had been dormant for many years, was completely aroused by the bizarre puppet show of Xiju Academy.

Even though he was despised, Angell did not back down, and said with a stiff upper lip: "Lord Fafnir, do you have anything to record? I have a recording prop that can serve you."

Angel took out a crystal ball, which was an improved version of the communicator he got from the Resource Allocation Hall after he returned to the Savage Cave some time ago. When recording images, it can record sound simultaneously.

However, Angell's holographic tablet has more functions, so this crystal ball has hardly been used. The reason why he went to the Resource Allocation Hall to get it was actually because Lord Jingji had mentioned that she hoped he could design a new communicator. She was fed up with Reinmut's serious preference for crystal balls.

Angel's words finally attracted Fafnir's gaze.

Although she can memorize these images in her mind, if there are other carriers to record and project them, she will have a better sense of audience involvement, and she will have the opportunity to share them with others.

"Can this thing really record images?" Fafnir looked at the crystal ball.

"Of course, it can not only record images, but also record sounds." After Angel finished speaking, Fafnir's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stretched out his hand to take the crystal ball. Angel quickly said the second half of the sentence: "However, the recording range of the crystal ball is limited. You must be near the corresponding location to start recording images."

Fafnir narrowed his eyes: "Are you kidding me?"

Angel immediately waved his hand: "I just want to say that I can use illusions to simulate the scene that the adults saw."

After that, Angel snapped his fingers, and the courtyard where the psychedelic hut was located underwent earth-shaking changes. I saw mist rising in the empty courtyard. Under the gaze of Fafnir and Canaan, the surrounding area changed from flat land to hot springs.

Small stones were piled up, hot springs were emitting smoke, and even the small wooden house before was transformed into an exquisite, exotic attic.

Angel snapped his fingers again, and the hot spring holiday house turned into a crater about to erupt. Not only that, he also continuously showed scenes of desert sand and ocean turmoil. Every scene was very realistic.

Angel knew illusion, and Fafnir and Canaan knew it. In order to prevent prying eyes, Angel arranged a layer of illusion outside the yard, but they didn't think much of it at the time. But now, as Angel kept changing the surrounding illusions, they also saw a little bit of extraordinary meaning.

Next to the hot spring resort house, they can really feel the faint smell of smoke; at the edge of the volcano crater, the pungent smell of sulfur still remains in their nostrils; the dryness of the sand and the humidity of the ocean, Angel will Every detail was perfectly executed, as if they were actually in that environment.

As far as the performance of the illusion is concerned, Fafnir has to agree that it is indeed very real.

"I can restore whatever scene the adults saw."

Fafnir pondered for a moment: "Use illusions to represent the stage, and then record the illusions through a crystal ball... Well, your idea is good, but can you see what's going on in the sky?"

Angel's eyes lit up. Sure enough, what Fafner had seen before was the scene of ice floes in the sky.

"Although I can't see it...but the omnipotent Lord Fafnir, can he help me see it?" Angel wandered around for a long time and finally revealed his purpose.

Fafnir was still a little hesitant. If she could see it by herself, she wouldn't need to consume anything, but if she wanted to help Angel see the sky, she would need to consume energy. Although it wasn't much, she didn't want to waste it.

Seeing that Fafnir seemed hesitant, Angel quickly began to boast: "Not only can I perfectly simulate the illusion, but I can also make the viewing angle of the illusion just right every time."

In order to prove himself, Angel made a thought and simulated the surrounding illusion to the scene where he and Snaffa fought before.

There is a term called "lens sense". Although Angel saw it from the holographic tablet, in fact, the wizarding world had related concepts long ago. For example, witches would adjust the angle to make themselves look better in the photo. This is the so-called lens. feel. Even in the mortal country of Yi Rongguo, reflective image obscura appeared, which were actually similar to wizards' photography equipment, except that they used photosensitive materials and required a long exposure time. In order to make the photos look better, the photographer will also ask the subjects to have a so-called sense of picture.

The previous battle between Hui and Sennafer was already very good, but Angel used illusion and the so-called camera sense to make the battle scenes at that time even more thrilling.

In the few moments when they were fighting back and forth, Angel also used the concepts of long slow motion, montage transitions and bullet time, and his expressive power was even more amazing.

"Looking at it from different angles, it seems to be more immersive and beautiful than looking at it from a single angle." Canaan was fascinated by it and couldn't help but sigh.

"This is called artistic expression. Paintings, sculptures, etc. are all similar." Angel explained casually, "In addition, it can also achieve artistic structural analysis, exaggerated expression, and off-site writing. In this way, To highlight the intensity of the battle.”

Angel's explanation was actually very simple. Canaan understood it immediately, but he shook his head: "I can accept the artistic expression. However, the other things you said, shopkeeper, are too much for a battle. It’s too fancy; the focus of the battle shouldn’t be on this.”

Angel was stunned, and he was right. Some of the artistic techniques in the holographic tablet were based on human beings in the entertainment era, which did not mean that demons would accept them.

When he was about to change, Fafnir behind him heard "artistic processing of exaggerated expression" and suddenly said: "Okay! I don't care about the rest, but the more exaggerated, the better!"

Before Angel could respond to what Fafnir was saying, he felt a strange wind pouring into his eyes.

The next second, the scene in front of him changed.

He found that his perspective suddenly changed from the ground to the sky.

Angel felt as if his consciousness was split into two halves, with one half remaining on the ground and the other half turning into a wisp of wind, swinging high in the air.

However, this gust of wind was not under his control. Instead, Fafnir led him to high altitudes.

This wisp of wind is getting closer and closer to the ice floes in the sky, so close that Angel can almost see... the stage in the sky? !

"Is there really a stage?" Angel looked at the illusory puppet show stage in surprise. He had always heard Fafnir talking about "watching a show" before, and had never thought that what Fafnir said about watching a show was actually true.

As his eyes moved upward, Angel finally arrived at the ice floe.

However, Fafnir did not control the wind to fly towards the ice floe, but came to the outer stage near the stage. But even so, Angel saw Sanders standing on the ice floe at a glance.