purgatory artist

Chapter 313 The real means!
"stop!"

Seeing that the Prison Knife was about to get angry, Liu Ping shouted hastily.

"Actually, Lao Zhao is just a little excited, don't take it to heart."

He explained to the prison knife.

"It's okay, I just think the thinking of ordinary human beings is a bit ridiculous." Zhen Prison Knife said.

"I'm sorry." Dian Jin Zhao also hurriedly saluted.

Just kidding, this is the knife that protects the entire human world!

No one can offend it!
Liu Ping and Zhao Hongcai looked at each other, and they both understood each other's eyes.

Liu Ping put the prison-suppressing knife on the table, and said earnestly: "Making scabbards is actually one of the six arts of cultivation. It's called refining, and I happen to know a little bit about it."

Zhao Hongcai said: "No matter what kind of material, our entire human race in the real world is willing to take it out."

Liu Ping said: "Please give us a blueprint, or a list of crafting items, we will follow the diagram and forge the scabbard for you."

"That's right, we must go all out to make the scabbard as soon as possible." Zhao Hongcai said.

"Drawings? There are no such low-level things." The prison knife said.

No? ? ?

You only have the attribute description of the scabbard, but you don't have the method of making the scabbard?
"There is no specific method?" Zhao Hongcai said in disbelief.

"Yes." Suppressing Prison Knife said in an affirmative tone.

"Then how to build it!"

Zhao Hongcai was puzzled.

Liu Ping thought for a while, then pondered: "Why don't we find you a particularly good scabbard for you to use first, and we'll think of a way later to see if we can make your scabbard."

"Are you polite? Come up with such a bad idea, besides, I'm not you!" The Prison Knife flatly refused.

"It's not me? What's wrong with me?" Liu Ping wondered.

"I only use one scabbard all my life! Do you think I'm a card master like you who blooms everywhere and is merciless?" said the prison knife.

"No——" Liu Ping spread his hands innocently, "Aren't we discussing this, and besides, I'm not merciful, I'm very dedicated, okay?"

The prison knife sneered, and said in a low voice: "I don't know who has a handful of female cards in his hand, where's his face?"

Liu Ping said: "I—"

The prison knife interrupted him: "There is no need to talk about the topic just now, you just need to tell me one thing, can you help me make a scabbard."

"Do you think I can make one for you?" Liu Ping said.

"Can't you?" the prison knife asked.

"There are no clues or blueprints at all. This is very difficult to make."

Liu Ping took a deep breath, and was about to continue to say something, when suddenly lines of small burning characters emerged from the void:
"Notice:"

"The Prison Suppressing Knife is trying its best to suppress the power of fate that can devour you. If you offend it so that it doesn't continue to suppress fate, you will be directly swallowed by fate and die."

"pay attention:"

"Pandas can't counteract the karma of fate on the Blade of Asylum in the main world this time."

Liu Ping slapped the table and stood up, saying loudly:

"Although the reality is so difficult, I still decided to do my best to help you make the scabbard, please don't doubt it!"

The prison knife said with satisfaction: "Is this what you really think? Not bad."

It stood up from the table, pointed at Zhao Hongcai and said, "Go out, stay away, I have something to say to Liu Ping in private."

Zhao Hongcai went out obediently, and even helped one person close the door with one knife.

All around was quiet.

The Prison Suppressing Knife suddenly burst out laughing.

"What?" Liu Ping didn't know why.

"I have always been acquired by the strong who represent the light and justice of the world. I never imagined that after so many years, I would be in the hands of a liar like you." Said the Prison Knife.

——It has been following Liu Ping, and naturally saw many of Liu Ping's behaviors.

"Aren't I forced by the situation? In fact, I generally don't like to deceive people." Liu Ping said helplessly.

"It's fine, it's fine, and you even taught me something."

"what?"

"I lied to him just now."

"Cheat Zhao Hongcai?"

"Yes, I am now a knife that has mastered deception, hahahaha!"

The prison knife let out an uncontrollable laugh again, and even wobbled, as if this was a very funny thing.

"..." Liu Ping didn't know what to say.

He suddenly regained his composure and said, "Wait, you lied to him? Could it be that you actually know how to make a scabbard?"

The prison knife circled around Liu Ping and said:

"A lot of knife holders use me as a prop, not a knife, but you are different. Although you are a liar, you are a real swordsman."

"It's a pity that I don't have any idea about making scabbards." Liu Ping sighed.

"Don't be confused, in fact, as long as you are willing to make it, you will be able to make it." Said the prison knife.

"Why?" Liu Ping asked.

"This involves a secret that only the knife holders I recognize can know."

The Prison Suppressing Sword God said mysteriously: "——Actually, I have activated 'Jian Mie' many times, and I have maintained them for thousands of years."

Liu Ping was stunned.

suddenly.

A coolness spread all the way up his spine, so that he felt a creepy feeling in his heart.

Town prison knife.

It has launched many "seeing extinctions" and has maintained it for thousands of years.

The so-called "seeing death" refers to "entering the stripped parallel world and watching the destruction of this world."

So--

This group of tombs buried underground——

This bygone era—

Is it actually a parallel world doomed to destruction?

"Wait a minute, when did you do this?" Liu Ping asked in a deep voice.

"You saw it, it's just that one knife, with 'suppressing life' and 'seeing death' at the same time."

The prison knife said lightly, and even made a new gesture.

A flash of lightning flashed in Liu Ping's mind.

Yes.

When the prison-suppressing knife was first born, it was cut immediately before it was held by anyone.

This knife created the parallel world in front of me?
So, Zhao Hongcai and the others thought they were in the real world——

They don't even know that what they live in is actually a parallel world that is doomed to destruction?

That's right, that's it!
Otherwise, how to explain that their world has been turned into a group of tombs in the Eternal Night Era where Liu Ping lives?
Liu Ping was shaken by a huge emotion.

It turns out that the world of Zhao Hongcai and the others is the parallel world that was cut out!
According to the head of the group.

In Eternal Night, there is more than one place like this.

They can get the dimension card on the technology side, which was found in another catacombs.

Countless years ago—

The destroyed parallel worlds are buried in the underground of Eternal Night, waiting for people to explore later, what a means!

No wonder it can preserve the fire of mankind, so that human civilization has not been cut off until its own era.

And the creator of all this -

It was the bronze long knife in front of him.

"This parallel world is doomed to destruction, and it will be turned into a group of tombs hidden underground in your time—but it doesn't matter, their mission has been completed." Zhen Prison Knife said.

"What is their mission?" Liu Ping asked.

The prison knife lightly waved beside the table.

A small corner of the table was chopped off and fell to the ground with a "snap".

"—We use the table to represent the real world, and the small horns represent the parallel world that has been cut out."

The jail-suppressing knife was stably inserted into the small corner, and said:

"I swung a knife in the real world and cut out a parallel world—and you have just arrived at the past of the cemetery in this parallel world, that is to say, we have already arrived at this corner."

"I understand." Liu Ping nodded to signal it to continue.

"So, if I want to take you back to the real world of the past era—"

The prison knife was pulled out from the small corner, flew back to the table, and inserted it soundlessly.

"As long as I release the 'seeing off' this time, you, as my holder, will immediately transcend all time and space, return to the moment in history when I swung the knife, and return to the real world."

"I see." Liu Ping sighed.

The prison-suppressing knife flew around in the air, landed in his hand, and buzzed:
"Listen carefully to what follows."

"The confluence of all the laws leads to the birth of the strange law, and my scabbard also needs an extremely huge strange law to be born."

"And there is only one place with such a huge amount of strange laws, and that is—"

"The real world in history."

"It is protected by me, so I got its name: 'The Guardian Blade of the Lord'."

Liu Ping clenched the long knife tightly.

I saw lines of burning small characters quickly popping up:
"The Suppressing Prison Knife has lifted the current 'seeing death' in the parallel world."

"You will break away from the past parallel world here, and return to the past era of the real world."

"That's when nothing happened."

　This chapter is a bit brain-burning and should not be written, but I think that if it is a casual plot design, it is not enough to preserve the continuation of human civilization surrounded by devils, unknown bodies, prisoners and nightmare monsters, then Everything will look imbecile and ridiculous, so there is such a chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)