Chapter 669 The Portrait (1/2)

Darren shot a glance at Hobson. One stream of blood traveled all the way from Hobson's neck to his fingers, dripping continuously.

”What happened?”

”I, I just looked at the portrait on the wall, and then I became blind,” Hobson hissed in pain and stammered.

Darren turned his head back and narrowed his eyes at the scene. He could see a portrait of two people, and every part of it felt surreal. In Darren's eyes, the picture was too vivid. The person making this image must have been a professional, and he didn't feel anything uncomfortable about the portrait.

”I've seen this portrait, and it should have affected me just like it happened in your case.” Darren turned to look at Hobson. ”Why don't I feel anything?” His eyes landed on the trembling fingers and blinded eyes of Hobson. ”You should refine some magic herbs to heal yourself first,” Darren said.

Hobson nodded only to find some magic herbs. ”I just used my spiritual sense to probe. I don't know how, but I suddenly felt immense pain in my eyes, and I became blind.” If Hobson's eyes were fine, he would've looked at Darren with eyes full of worry. He pursed his lips and continued to do his work. He knew Darren would check the portrait too. ”Darren, if I were you, I wouldn't try to repeat what I just did.” Hobson went silent and began to refine magic herbs to cure his eyes.

Darren looked at the wall again.

The portrait had two figures. One of them was a young man in white with a ruler engraved in ancient runes in his hand.

On the other hand, the second person in the portrait was an exceedingly beautiful woman. Every limb of the woman felt like it was animated and moving in front of him. Darren's eyes fixed on her, and his mind became blank. It felt almost as if she was alive and could jump out any minute.

The woman in the portrait tempted Darren to unleash his spiritual sense to scan her.

He felt a lump in his throat.

The portrait released a strong aura. It sent a chill down Darren's spine. Dizziness washed over him for a moment as if he was drowning in the deep water. His ears could hear nothing but the beep sound.

His mind was utterly absorbed in the portrait of this woman. The more he looked at her, the more she started to allure him. Darren's heart started thudding wildly in his chest. The beauty of that woman seemed to increase ten-fold, and he was unable to look away. It was as if someone had nailed his face on the wall, and his eyes could only see her.

Even if he missed one second, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Her purple clothes felt like waving back and forth in the air. Darren could almost see her smiling that made his heart jump. He had not felt this comfortable and warm since forever. Who would have thought that this happiness was only a small fleeting cover for the portrait to act against him?

”Ah!”