Annan had already realized that the gentle young man in front of him who suddenly pulled himself into a hallucination was the Nicholas he had mentioned to Nolan before.

Should I say yes, do you say Cao Cao Cao......

Although he looks gentle and melancholy and harmless, he looks like a literary and artistic young man who is sad and sad.

But Nicholas was not so polite when he spoke—and even vaguely, he could taste a hint of godly compassion and arrogance.

However, the person Nicholas was facing at the moment...... He is a true god.

The moment he heard the cold female voice, Annan felt a strange fluctuation appear in the space.

Distorted, yellowish marks, like transparent lemon-colored jelly, quickly emerge in the pure white space.

It's as if the world in front of you is a white canvas, and someone is holding a paintbrush stained with dim yellow paint and scribbling it in the air—

Several arcs of strange beauty besieged Nicholas. It looks like Nicholas has many petals blooming around him in the style of ink. It's not the same style of painting as him at all, but because of it, it looks very beautiful.

A white-haired girl who can only be described as "beautiful" is as if someone has sketched it out in the air with a paintbrush - it quickly has a form composed of black and white lines, and then it is painted with color.

"Is it Paper Hime?"

Nicholas replied flatly, "It's been a long time...... Paper-sama. ”

"Nicholas?"

Paper Ji frowned slightly and warned, "He's not Don Juan Gerainte. It's Annan Rindon—stand back, or I'll attack you. ”

"Actually, I have no hostility towards His Highness Annan, Lord Paper Hime."

The young man laughed warmly.

But when he said this, the movement of his hands did not stop.

The pattern on the back of his hand looks like a plant of the Rosaceae family with extremely complex colors.

Different petals have different colors - black, red, blue, purple, yellow, evenly distributed on each petal, and almost all petals are different from the adjacent petals. When the different colored patterns are activated, completely different circuits are immediately formed.

As the black, purple circuits of his left hand and black, red, and blue of his right hand were lit up, the white silk-like light that had been lingering on the tips of his fingers before also instantly turned into an expanding, translucent, soft light mass as if it had come to life.

Like someone blowing, the ball of light swelled up like a huge bronze bell, taking on a new form, enveloping Nicholas in it.

But when the light cluster continued to expand, it came into contact with the faint yellow traces of the ink wind around it—

The moment he came into contact with the dim yellow traces that were trapped in the void, the inside of the light cluster was fixed in the air...... It's like time has stopped.

And at this time, Paper Ji had already appeared beside Annan.

"Stand back, Annan."

Paper Hime made a cold sound.

She turned her back to Annan and stood in front of Annan. Her left arm hangs straight down, and her left hand holds a large brush about 244 centimeters long as if she were holding a long dagger behind her back.

Annan could clearly see that the brush was dyed with dim yellow paint.

And her right hand was raised horizontally, completely blocking Annan behind her.

Between the fingers of her right hand was a red pencil and a fountain pen dripping with azure ink.

After the light cluster was paused for time by the dim yellow trace, the five fingers of the paper hime's incomparably flexible right hand danced rapidly-

Dark blue thunderclouds quickly accumulated in the air.

Underneath the thunderclouds, red thunder quickly began to accumulate. A terrible dark red thunderbolt wrapped around the clouds...... There is even a strange smell in the air, like a breeze after a rainstorm.

And just a few seconds later, a crimson lightning bolt fell from the sky—slamming into the light and shattering it instantly!

A huge roar, sounding at the same time as the lightning fell!

Even the ground was filled with a subtle tremor and tingling.

After the red lightning dissipated, there were even crackling red electric sparks in the air.

At the same time, the blue frost was rapidly forming on the ground. The dark blue shackles of ice spilled up from the earth—pinning Nicholas's feet to the ground and continuing upwards.

At this time, the second red thunder in the sky had already begun to accumulate.

But at this moment.

The circuit on the back of Nicholas' hand began to flicker rapidly.

Or rather...... It's switching at a rapid pace.

The illusory light that was shattered by the red thunder poked out several sharp white zigzag light paths from the wreckage that was about to dissipate. Then a sharp blade appeared in the front section of the light path, and it ran towards Annan on its own like a hound.

Like a trail on a circuit board, a zigzag path of light spread rapidly through the air, trying to avoid the paper and stab at Annan.

But strangely...... Annan did not feel the slightest murderous intent from it.

…… Could it be that Nicholas really has no killing intent towards himself?

So he ...... now? What are you doing?

In the face of Nicholas's actions of not listening to advice, there was not the slightest emotion on the awe-inspiring face of Paper Hime.

She lifted the brush in her left hand and quickly added a few strokes in the air.

The faint yellow traces fell on the void at the same time, freezing the few light marks in the void. As the dim yellow spread towards the light marks, more part of the time was paused - and several more light marks continued to split from the ends of the light marks before the dim yellow spread, flying towards Annam!

"What the hell are you thinking?"

Paper Ji frowned slightly.

Suddenly, there was a short-handled brush in her right hand.

As she flicked the brush in her hand, dozens of metallic dots of paint flew out, turning into steel shields in the air, landing on the spreading and winding path of light with incomparable precision.

With a squeaky screak, the steel shield was cut through the path of light in the blink of an eye. But as these shields shattered and disappeared, the sharp light marks that passed through the shields were also turned into white paint and fell to the ground with a tick.

But at this moment, Annan looked again...... Nicholas had disappeared into this pure white space. The icy shackles on the ground had turned into wet, cracked clay.

However, the sudden escape of Nicholas does not seem to surprise Paper Hime.

She just pulled a few pens back into her waist and squatted down in front of Annan with some concern.

The moment he saw the paper hime, Annan was also shocked by the "beauty" that surpassed anti-intellectualism. But he quickly came to his senses, and did not hallucinate and get new influences like the old goose.

…… It's like I'm used to this "beauty" for a long time.

But it's also reasonable.

Because Annan itself is a copy of this beauty. Even he himself holds the element of "beauty" that he has not yet fully awakened.

What surprised Annan was ...... The first reaction of Paper Ji was to touch his head, and then stretched out a hand and pinched his face.

"Are you alright, Annan?"

Paper Ji looked at Annan levelly, and while gently stroking Annan's hair, she asked softly with concern, "Did he hurt you?" ”