Chương 490: THE LONG MEETING XI

At first, there was no visible change in the portrait. It was just as normal, until five minutes later.

The people in the hall first noticed that the painted family now had a scowl on their faces that had been absent before that time. As a matter of fact, the portraits had been smiling. But now, the smiles were off.

"Did you see that? Derek's face has a frown now. It's like he is pouting,'

'Yes, I am seeing that. Do you think it is as a result of the magic the ancient is spurting…hey look! Little Eva's mouth. She is angry!"

"Yes, I see that. What is happening? Why is the painting getting hostile?"

"Could it be that the pregnant ancient was right? Could there be magic spyware in the painting that is reacting with the magic?"

"Probably so! Omg! Look! What is that black smoke erupting from the painting?"

A black smokey figure emanated from behind the painting, and immediately the painting disintegrated into ashes.