purgatory artist

Chapter 376 A battle!
"Forgive me!"

In the room, a woman cried.

Across from her stood a tall man pointing a pistol at the woman and her five-year-old son.

"I can't help it. My god has issued an oracle to kill all heretics." The man said reluctantly.

"We have lived together for five years! Look at your son, he is your son, do you really want to kill your wife and children for God's will?" the woman sobbed.

The man hesitated for a while, and said firmly: "Death is the biggest thing in the world. If I kill you, you will be the most loyal believers of the gods, and you will definitely be able to enter the kingdom of God—"

bass!
A machete decapitated him.

His soul still stood there, turned around and looked back.

Liu Ping put away the knife, sighed and said, "Go to reincarnation, before you leave, you can see what the gods are."

The voice fell.

A layer of golden light suddenly appeared around the soul, wrapped it, turned into a stream of light, passed through the roof, and flew towards the sky.

The soul was floating in the sky, looking towards the huge city below.

He saw the far end of the city—

A dead body was hung on the roof, while another man covered in tattoos yelled frantically:

"Great and supreme god, I have killed 10 heretics according to your will! Please take me to heaven!"

Bah!
A shot went off.

The man blew his head off.

A colorful scorpion with a human head and half body quickly crawled out of the void, opened its mouth and bit the soul that had just emerged, tore the soul in two at once, and ate it quickly.

The soul floating in the sky trembled, as if it had been greatly frightened.

next second.

He struggled as if he had just woken up from a dream, and wanted to escape from this terrifying area as soon as possible.

The golden light enveloped it and drilled lightly, submerged into the void, and disappeared.

Liu Ping stood in the house, raised his hand to pat the woman in front of him, and said, "Go, there is nothing to miss in this world, you should live in the truth, not in the lies of the gods."

The woman disappeared together with the child in her arms.

Liu Ping walked to the window sill and looked out.

I saw a black crowd crowded outside, each with a weapon in their hands, and the surrounding area was impenetrable.

From farther away, there are still people coming in an endless stream.

The whole neighborhood is surrounded!
Liu Ping said softly: "It seems that I took away too many people, which aroused the anger of the gods...but right now I need more time..."

He put his hand on the prison scabbard.

"Another me, make a big noise, it's best to attract everyone's attention."

The long knife was quiet for a while, then suddenly vibrated.

——Through the sheath of the Four Sacred Pillars, his words were transmitted to another him in the parallel world.

"Okay, I'll leave the attention-grabbing matter to you, and I'll send another batch of souls back first."

After Liu Ping finished speaking, he put away the prison knife, opened the window, jumped up and looked at the surging crowd below.

"What do you want?" he asked aloud.

The dense bullets shot at him, but they were all cut off by the machete in his hand.

"Kill him!" The crowd shouted frantically.

Liu Ping smiled and said loudly: "Very well, I see your enthusiasm, but do you know why your gods want to kill me?"

Everyone stopped attacking and looked at him.

Liu Pingdao: "Because I am an invincible person in this world, and I am the object of fear of the gods. As long as I am here, they will no longer be able to eat people."

A believer in the god couldn't help laughing and said: "Hahaha, you madman, you actually think you are the savior?"

"No, I will kill you all." Liu Ping smiled.

He jumped down.

boom!
The whole neighborhood turned into a sea of ​​flames.

……

the other side.

The old man in black, Yan Ming and the Prophet are at the same ferry.

A heavy and long siren sounded.

A ferry came slowly from the river and was about to dock.

"Let's go, the opposite side of the river is the other half of the city. Before that monster has chased here, let's meet up with the God of Illusory Dreams immediately." Know first.

"Why do you act with a mortal body?" Yan Ming was puzzled.

"It's safe like this." The prophet said cryptically.

The two set foot on the ferry.

The old man in black was about to follow, when his expression changed suddenly, and he stopped on the shore.

"Come on, punishment." Yan Ming shouted.

"You go first, I have some personal matters to deal with." The old man in black said.

The Prophet took a deep look at him and said, "Joining the battle now may not be a good thing."

"I know, but I'm not here to win, but to be a cover." The old man in black said.

"Let's go," he urged.

"Okay, I'll see you again at some point in the future." Know first.

The old man in black nodded, then suddenly looked at Yan Ming and said, "I wonder if you can bless me with some of your divine power."

"The power of prolonging life? Good!" Yan Ming released a ray of light without thinking, letting it fall into the body of the old man in black.

The ferry stayed for a few minutes and then left slowly.

The old man in black turned around and tapped his chest lightly.

——He untied his mortal body, turned into a god again, and then waited silently in place.

Time passed slowly.

In the darkness, a figure gradually approached.

It was a man holding a black umbrella. He was bare-chested, revealing dense black runes.

"The God of Punishment, one of the four gods of death, are you waiting for me here?" the umbrella holder asked.

"Yes, I'm actually curious about you." The old man in black said.

"What do you want to know from me?" asked the umbrella bearer.

"There are many kinds of strange powers. You must have mastered some kind of powerful strange powers that surpass those of us gods, so that you can do such a thing... Then what should I do to kill you?" The old man said unhurriedly.

The umbrella bearer was silent for a while.

Behind him, gods appeared one after another, standing in a long row, looking at the old man in black expressionlessly.

"This problem doesn't actually exist." The umbrella holder said.

"Why?" asked the old man in black.

"The power you dream of is just a natural thing to me. It is your master, but it is my slave." The umbrella holder said.

"Since you are so lofty, why are you here to deal with us small beings?" asked the old man in black.

"Probably because...boring." The umbrella holder said.

"Can you be more specific?" said the old man in black.

"It's hard to find such a complete divine pillar, so let's take a look." The umbrella holder said.

The old man in black stretched out his hands and shook them hard.

An invisible long knife appeared slightly, and then sank into the void again.

Blade of nothingness!

"Since it's boring, why don't we come and have fun?" said the old man in black.

"You are welcome, but please remember, your soul will belong to me." The umbrella holder said.

There was a pause.

In an instant, the world disappears and appears again.

Void Boundary Arena!

A strange mask suddenly appeared on the face of the old man in black.

All the gods watching him groaned in pain and took a few steps back.

The magic face reads the knife!

A black rune emerged from the umbrella holder, and suddenly burst into the air.

"It's a good move. It seems to be trying to mix multiple rules. There is still room for improvement."

The umbrella holder praised.

"Of course." The old man in black said in a low voice.

A huge vertical pupil gradually appeared behind him, slowly sliding towards the whole world.

Rumbling--

The places that the vertical pupil was looking at collapsed one by one, turning into boundless dust and disappearing completely.

The world starts to feel hollow.

And those gods used all kinds of means to resist the attack of vertical pupil's soul.

The umbrella bearer glanced back.

"It's so sad, obviously every god has a good ability, but you are the first to suppress it." He commented casually.

"After seeing their strength, I improved my saber skills." The old man in black said, and lightly lifted the blade of nothingness in his hand.

hum-

The sound of knives whizzed away like a shower, turning into a gust of wind that swept across the entire void.

All the gods were blown away by the wind, and the wind continued for an endless period and became stronger and stronger, so that the gods could not return to the battlefield at all.

The umbrella bearer stood motionless in the void, several black runes popped out from his body, forming a large rotating shield out of thin air to block the gust of wind.

"Incorporating the power of light, cutting, and punishment, Reaper, you are a genius with a knife—what is this style called?"

The umbrella bearer asked casually.

"Vacuum Slashing Wind of Chaotic Tribulation." said the old man in black.

The umbrella holder looked back and saw that all the gods were resisting the wind, and at the same time resisting the vertical pupil behind the god of death, he couldn't help showing suspicion.

One person, one step ahead, blocked the attacks of all the gods.

No matter how strong the gods are, it's useless if they don't have a chance to make a move!
"Are you really Death?" asked the umbrella bearer.

"Then what are you?" the old man in black asked.

"Me? I don't know what I am—for the sake of your strength, let me show you a little bit."

The umbrella holder gently closed the black umbrella.

The black runes on his body kept wriggling.

"These runes, each one has infinite power of strangeness, back then the King of Weirdness wanted to use them to seal me—"

"I'm very grateful to him."

"Because after the power was sealed, I actually developed the wisdom of you sentient beings, and I was able to understand what it is like to be a sentient being and a strange life."

boom!
Boundless black runes spread out.

The shape of the umbrella holder began to change constantly.

He quickly turned into a long, huge finger, gently pointing at the old man in black.

(End of this chapter)