purgatory artist

Chapter 225 Traitor
"Name?" asked the other party.

The man had brown hair, a bushy beard, piercing eyes, a rosacea, and short stature.

Inexplicably, those people behind him seemed to be headed by him.

"I'm Liu Ping—please take a look at this badge first." Liu Ping said.

"Huh? This is the Eternal Night Ancient Tree Emblem, so the ancient tree asked you to wait for us here."

"Correct."

Liu Ping replied and looked behind the man.

After taking out the Eternal Night Ancient Tree Emblem, those people obviously relaxed a lot.

The person standing at the front also breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and said, "Since it arranged you here, there must be a deep meaning behind it. I wonder what your profession is?"

"I am a knight." Liu Ping said
"May I ask, what is your specialization?" the man asked.

"Treatment." Liu Ping said.

The man's eyes lit up.

Those behind him also let out low cheers.

The man raised his hand, and a card book immediately appeared in his hand.

Just listen to him say:
"Hello, I'm Norton, the owner of the hidden path. As you can see, if you want to join us in fleeing, you only need to temporarily take shelter in my hidden path to ensure safety."

Liu Ping looked at the book stuck in his hand.

"As long as the cards in this book are kept in a neat queue, they will be in a secret independent space, and no one outside will be able to detect them," Norton explained.

Lines of burning small characters quickly appeared:
"You discovered a brand new card book: The Hidden Path."

"Your experience value has increased, currently 60%."

"Attention, the card master Norton invited you to become one of his temporary cards. In this case, you will not be subject to any restrictions, but will only be enveloped by the power of his card book."

"Do you accept it?"

Liu Ping said: "Accept."

A strange wave floated over, completely enveloping him.

Liu Ping looked down, only to see a secret path appeared under his feet.

The path was suspended above the dry riverbed, surrounded by wisps of fog.

——Looks like this is the hidden path.

Quite amazing.

"Good card book." Liu Ping complimented.

"That's awesome. We have a few partners who are seriously injured. I wonder if you can treat them." Norton said.

"No problem, let me take a look." Liu Ping said.

"Great."

Norton led him to the back of the line.

Liu Ping looked at these people while walking——

They all seem to have some strength, but they look embarrassed and tired, as if they have suffered enough.

Of course.

Liu Ping knew exactly how terrifying the spirit-slaying ant queen and the vicious snake were.

"Look, these are two combat card masters. Thanks to them, we can escape safely, but now they are seriously injured, and we can't find a healer. After all, the healing profession is too rare. Fortunately, we met You." Norton said.

At the end of the line, several stretchers were placed on a caravan, on which lay two dying people.

Liu Ping jumped up to take a look, raised his hands, and a holy radiance suddenly appeared.

He was about to unleash the holy chant technique, when suddenly a line of small characters emerged from the head of the man on the stretcher on the left:

"Informer, traitor, level 16 card master."

"Description of title: Those who betray their original race will be given such titles."

Liu Ping was slightly surprised.

There are traitors here?
Those two devils are too good at doing things.

I don't know if this person has reported the whereabouts of the team, but since they have been discovered, then——

Liu Ping waved his hands lightly.

Two holy lights flew out and landed on the stretcher.

The man on the stretcher on the right suddenly groaned, and said weakly: "It hurts...it hurts..."

The traitor on the stretcher on the left opened his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Good treatment—water, give me some water!"

Liu Ping stepped forward, pressed the traitor on the stretcher, and quickly said: "The wound on your chest is rotting, and it will keep emitting a stench in the future. I must deal with it immediately."

slam-la-

A complete set of surgical tools appeared beside him.

He picked up a bottle of potion, pinched the opponent's mouth——

The traitor originally wanted to struggle, but he hesitated for a moment after hearing the words "the stench will continue to be emitted in the future" and thinking about the other party's ability to heal just now.

chest.

It stinks.

How can I live after this?
If you hesitate, it will be too late.

By the time he realized it, the bottle of potion had already been poured down his throat.

The traitor opened his eyes and opened his mouth to speak, but found that he couldn't speak.

"This is an anesthetic, you lie down in peace, and I will do my best to treat you."

Liu Ping looked at the other party with firm eyes.

The traitor met his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little reliance in his heart.

Liu Ping patted his shoulder, picked up the scalpel, carefully cut open his wound, and began to deal with the corroded muscle.

His movements are clean, skillful and efficient, and he looks like an old doctor who has gone through many years.

The traitor is also relieved.

Suddenly, people heard Liu Ping exclaim:

"No, his injury has penetrated deep into his internal organs, and the injury is so deep, there is no way, I can only try my best!"

Everyone's hearts were raised immediately.

The man also showed doubts.

——I originally pretended, so why was he really seriously injured?

Could it be that by accident, the fake show was done for real, has it been done?

and many more!

The man seemed to have figured something out, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body.

He tried desperately to speak, tried to move his body.

But Liu Ping wiped the sweat from his forehead, his hands glowed, he threw them lightly on his body, and said in a low voice:
"This is the highest level of healing - I've tried my best, whether you can survive it depends on your own luck."

The man fell into a coma after receiving his life-saving technique.

His complexion improved a lot, and he even blushed a little.

looks-

It seems that his injury has completely healed.

"Thank you, Liu Ping, please come and see this one again." Norton said.

"it is good."

Liu Ping put away the surgical kit and walked in front of another person.

"Knight...my injury is worse than his, is it hopeless." The man tremblingly said.

Liu Ping glanced at him and said with a smile:

"Don't talk nonsense, he was seriously injured, as for you—"

He casually grabbed a ball of holy light and pressed it on the opponent.

——Holy chant, activate!
This is a serious healing technique, not something like a life-saving technique.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The man stopped moaning, got up from the stretcher and said:

"Strange, am I all right?"

"Yes." Liu Ping said.

The man muttered a spell.

Suddenly, a card book appeared in front of him.

"I'm really well!"

the man cheered.

The audience applauded.

Norton said gratefully, "Liu Ping, thanks to you..."

"Don't thank me. The other person's injury is hard to say. I have already had an emergency operation. It depends on whether he can survive tonight."

"Oh, you've tried your best, I hope he can get through it," Norton said.

suddenly.

A man jumped out of the crowd, jumped into the caravan, and took a closer look at the traitor.

"Much better indeed...thank you, knight."

He nodded and greeted Liu Ping.

Liu Ping looked at him.

I saw a line of small characters still appearing on this person's head:
"Informer, traitor, level 15 card master."

—Another traitor!
Liu Ping remained calm and looked around at everyone.

"Level 10 card master."

"Level 12 card master."

"Level 5 card master."

"..."

There is no title of "traitor".

In other words, there is only one traitor left in this team.

Liu Ping looked at Norton again.

A line of small words floated above Norton's head:
"Owner of the 'Secret Path', level 18 card master, Norton."

——This is a relatively complete introduction.

Liu Ping thought about it, and said: "I was collecting materials in this area, and the spirit of the ancient tree called me, and it asked me to wait for you here—what's going on with you?"

"Praise the spirit of the ancient tree, it knows we need help." Someone shouted.

Norton sighed: "Two sleepers attacked our refuge—it's a shame that I'm only level 18. If I reached level 30 soon, I wouldn't have fled in such a mess."

Liu Ping was silent for a moment.

Level 30.

No need to run at level 30?

You know, that level 100 fighter was directly eaten by the vicious snake.

Is it...

In Eternal Night, the gold content of personal level is completely different from that of ordinary occupations?
Yes.

This is a world where mysterious forces dominate.

That 100-level fighter is completely powerless to fight against the power of the mysterious side here.

Just as he was thinking, Lilith's voice suddenly sounded in his heart:

"Liu Ping, I feel that the first person you saved is dying."

"Make it a puppet of death." Liu Ping said.

"Is there any request?" Lilith asked.

"When he's dead, let him pretend to breathe and pretend he's alive."

"clear."

(End of this chapter)