Chapter 103
The Hand Stretching Out of the Canvas

Clack!

The arm extending from the canvas was directly stomped on and broken, dangling on the edge of the frame.

Some minced meat and bone fragments splattered on the canvas, displaying a greasy red and white color under the lamplight.

However, in the blink of an eye, the scattered meat fragments suddenly flew up.

They seeped into the black coat, allowing the arm to heal and recover at an even faster rate.

The demon children in the canvas silently revealed eerie smiles. They crowded in front of the canvas, trying to climb out of the frame.

To this end, they did not hesitate to tear each other apart.

They used sharp, blade-like fingernails to tear apart each other's heads and bodies—anyway, they could all heal and suffer no casualties.

The black-clothed old woman behind the demon children held a book in one hand, pointing remotely at the canvas with the other, her fingertip emitting an eerie light.

"Hmm?"

Li Ang was busy squeezing the two ocean and forest oil paintings.

A massive amount of seawater poured into the forest. Countless trees were gently struck by the waves and instantly snapped. The British nobles hunting in the forest also disappeared with their horses.

However, a large amount of seawater still poured out from the gaps around the frames of the two paintings, which were not completely flush.

The force of the water flow was so great that even Li Ang felt a little strenuous, and the arms pressing against the two paintings trembled slightly.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced downwards. The frame of the oil painting of the black-clothed old woman reading was gradually enlarging.

Before long, it became as large as a door.

Several demon children simultaneously emitted sharp howls, rushing out of the canvas and brandishing their claws at Li Ang.

The latter did not dodge or evade. More than twenty thorny vine whips suddenly extended from under the white coat, which was soaked in seawater.

Whoosh—

The vine whips cut through the air.

The charging little demons were whipped against the walls of the room, their flesh torn, bones cracked, and internal organs flying everywhere.

Then they quickly healed and returned to their original state, stepping on the seawater-covered ground and attacking again.

“...”

Li Ang narrowed his eyes. The seawater in the room had already submerged his calves. A large number of tables, chairs, and benches were floating.

The power sockets flooded with seawater first emitted a crackling electric light, then fell silent.

The oil painting of the girl covering her face with a fan also floated on the seawater, screaming shrilly as she watched the seawater seep in from the edges of the frame.

Room 0508, like the other rooms, had closed doors and windows.

The few places where water could be discharged outwards were

the floor drain, sink, and bathtub in the bathroom,

and the door of Room 0508.

The amount of seawater pouring in far exceeded the discharge range of the bathroom floor drain.

More seawater seeped through the narrow gap of the door and into the corridor.

Considering the vastness of the ocean in the oil painting, even if the entire room was flooded, it would probably not stop the water flow.

It would also cause the raging seawater to break open the door, violating the taboo of "do not open the door."

As his thoughts flowed,

the demon children charged up again.

These monsters in the paintings could not be smashed or torn.

Illusions, Necromantic Assassination, and Alchemy were all ineffective.

Flamethrowers made with alchemy could only char their bodies, and the next second they would recover and attack again, which was extremely annoying.

While Li Ang was thinking about how to solve the seawater problem, he used vines to firmly tie up all the demon children, so that these indestructible little monsters could not harass him for the time being.

Unexpectedly, the demon children had extremely good teeth.

Their mouths, filled with beast-like fangs, bit down on the thorny vines.

Before long, they had eaten all the vines binding them, and their bodies had not even gained a single ounce.

Li Ang threw out vines again, and the demon children accepted them all, eating every bit, without any signs of being full or nauseous.

Only in, no out. Is this the reincarnation of Pixiu?

"Jie Jie Jie Jie—"

The black-clothed old woman, still in the canvas, let out a malicious laugh. She stepped towards Li Ang step by step, about to walk out of the frame, seemingly enjoying Li Ang's helpless expression towards the demon children.

"You're very arrogant, huh?"

Li Ang raised an eyebrow. Vines were released again from under his white coat, tying the demon children in the air in a five-horse-split-body posture.

His gaze shifted back and forth between the seawater, the black-clothed old woman, and the demon children.

"Wait... I wonder if this will work..."

Li Ang's eyes lit up, and eight more vines grew out.

He activated Swamp Divinity, allowing the vines to expand and thicken, hollowing out the middle, with one end slightly larger and the other slightly smaller, in the shape of a water pipe.

He held up the two ocean and forest oil paintings, letting the larger end of the eight vines open their mouths and bite into the gaps of the oil paintings, taking in seawater.

The smaller ends were stuffed into the mouths of the demon children.

The interior of the newborn vines was not only made of plant fibers but also contained a large number of high-strength, dense muscle fibers.

Like snakes swallowing prey, they wriggled their bodies, sucking the continuous stream of seawater into their bodies.

Then they discharged it from the tail end,

guiding the massive amount of seawater into the stomachs of the demon children.

Glug glug glug glug glug glug—

The abdomens of the demon children bulged and contracted. Bulged and contracted.

Expressions of pain appeared on their faces, and their limbs struggled constantly.

However, the vines that Li Ang had specially strengthened were not so easy to break free from. They were firmly bound, unable to move, and could only passively drink tons and tons of seawater.

All the water seeping out of the gaps in the two ocean and forest oil paintings was channeled into the stomachs of the demon children, and no more seawater fell into the room.

Li Ang looked down at the black-clothed old woman.

The other party had already walked to the front of the canvas, and her hands had already reached out of the canvas, resting on the edge of the frame.

Due to the angle,

the black-clothed old woman had not seen Li Ang persuading the demon children to drink more seawater.

She could only hear the painful groans of the demon bear children from the outside world.

She didn't know what was happening.

For a moment, she held onto the frame, somewhat at a loss, unsure whether to advance or retreat.

How could Li Ang give her a chance to retreat?

He directly flicked a vine, hooked the wrist of the black-clothed old woman, and brutally pulled her out of the canvas, hanging her in the air.

With a plop,

he stretched the vine into the stomach of the black-clothed old woman,

while the other end, which had a leak (to prevent anything inside the room from being drawn out), connected to the ground, taking in the remaining seawater in the room,

allowing the black-clothed old woman to also enjoy the warmth.

Before long, the sea level in the room had dropped to the ankles.

Li Ang turned his head and looked at the last oil painting, which was leaning against the extinguished fireplace due to the drop in water level.

He casually activated alchemy, reshaped the white coat, drained the water,

and walked towards the girl covering her face with a fan, who was hiding behind the stool in the oil painting.

————

When the players on each floor of the hotel were either rejoicing that they had not drawn a note,

or were caught in a life-and-death struggle with the anomalies,

Dan Fei in room 1172 was in a state of confusion and fear.

He stood in place, holding a weapon in one hand and pinching a note stained with his own saliva in the other.

The content of the note was—

【Answer the phone, don't answer the phone】