purgatory artist

Chapter 395 Before Coming
dark.

Darkness filled every place, like a boundless sea, and like an endless void.

Only a little bit of cold light flickered and floated in the darkness.

——It was a man holding a black umbrella.

His upper body was bare, showing black runes all over his body, and the black umbrella in his hand danced with the wind, leading him slowly to an unknown place.

a moment.

The umbrella holder stopped gently, looking back at the way he had come.

"what--"

"Hahahahahaha!"

He suddenly laughed wildly, and said in an ecstatic tone: "I finally got rid of it! That manor—no matter who its owner is, finally nothing can imprison my soul anymore."

The umbrella bearer laughed for a while, then stopped suddenly, the joy in his expression disappeared.

"Damn... It was a perfect escape, but I ran into that thing in the end. I only hope that it was tricked by my fake death technique."

The umbrella bearer collected himself, made a seal with one hand, and shouted: "Look!"

One after another, black runes emanated from his body, sinking into the surrounding dark void one after another.

After about ten breaths.

All the black runes flew back and submerged into his body again.

The corner of the umbrella holder's mouth slightly raised.

No tracking, no surveillance, no tailgating.

It seems that I have successfully escaped from that situation.

"Huh—it's a pity for my body and strength, but in this world, how can you get what you want without paying a price?"

The umbrella holder said something as if to comfort himself.

At this time, bursts of mist appeared in front of him, drifting in the wind and spreading.

The umbrella bearer took out a card and looked at it.

"Yes, it is here."

He flew into the mist and continued to accelerate in one direction.

at last.

He arrived there.

——It was an incomparably majestic giant pillar, which seemed to have been completely damaged, and the broken part was soaked with black blood.

The black blood kept flowing down the giant pillar, sinking into the depths of the mist.

I don't know what happened here.

The umbrella bearer flew over, landed on the broken surface of the giant pillar, squatted down and touched the black blood stains on the ground.

"A completely destroyed sacred pillar has no value, and no existence will be interested in it."

The umbrella holder sat on the ground happily, grinning and said, "Very good, this will be my new foothold."

He hummed the tune softly, and with a light touch from the void, he unloaded all kinds of materials and placed them on the ground.

suddenly.

He seemed to hear something.

"who!"

He shouted, flew up from the giant pillar, and looked around.

In the void, mist quietly filled the air.

There was no movement.

The umbrella bearer frowned and said, "Which strange person is staying here? Why don't you come out and meet?"

Silence.

The umbrella holder waited for a few more breaths before slowly falling down.

"Strange... Could it be that there are still sporadic power fluctuations that were destroyed at the beginning?"

He shook his head, and was about to continue unloading supplies when he suddenly froze.

All the supplies that had just been unloaded on the ground were gone.

"Damn it! Who is it!"

The umbrella bearer roared and raised the black umbrella in his hand high.

The black umbrella immediately released a ray of light that soared into the sky, dispelling all the surrounding fog and illuminating the boundless darkness.

The existence hidden behind the mist finally appeared.

Compared with the broken pillar, its figure is even larger——

The light emitted by the umbrella-bearer on the giant pillar makes the entire giant pillar look like a thin match, and that existence is a human being who holds the match and observes carefully.

It is like a human being, but there are no facial features on the head, only a deep hole, which emits discrete light waves.

On its body surface, densely packed granulation shoots out, stand up high, and eyes are opened at the top.

In the boundless darkness, it looked so huge, strange, and terrifying.

The umbrella bearer froze in place and began to tremble all over.

"Nightmare..."

he said in a hoarse voice.

All the eyes on the surface of the existence stared at him, showing a playful look.

"I said before, sentient beings are not delicious."

It made a rumbling sound, spreading far into the darkness in all directions.

A dead silence enveloped the void.

The umbrella holder wiped off the cold sweat that was streaming down his face, squeezed out a smile and said:

"Sorry—I made a mistake. I shouldn't have taken chances and wanted to use you to confuse my enemies."

Behind him, the broken pillar was suddenly covered with granulation.

These granulations kept wriggling, quickly spread out, and soon occupied a large area, and began to spread towards the umbrella holder.

The umbrella bearer was unaware.

His body trembled constantly, as if he had exhausted all his strength to hold the black umbrella in his hand.

"Let me go, please! I can do many things for you, I can take you to that pillar of prosperity, and there are countless sentient beings on it."

The umbrella holder said quickly.

That gigantic terrifying existence looked down at the giant pillar and the little figure on the giant pillar——

It's like a person holding a match in his hand and looking at a speck of dust on the match.

The umbrella holder hurriedly knelt on the ground and said loudly:
"I know many strange secrets, and I also know the distribution of many worlds on that complete divine pillar, as long as you let me go!"

Those wriggling granulation swept over, spread all over the broken pillar, and began to crawl towards his body.

He didn't seem to realize it, just staring at the huge existence in the void full of longing.

"Although I have lost a lot of strange power, I still have the ability to suppress the bottom of the box. You must use me."

He was rambling on, unaware that those wriggling granulation gradually covered his whole body, and then drilled into his mouth, nostrils, ears, and eyes.

He turned into a monster in human form.

next moment.

All the granulation disappeared, as if it had never been there.

The Umbrella Bearer is back to normal.

He put down the black umbrella, raised his hands to hold it, but accidentally used too much force, so that his hands completely disintegrated into countless granulation.

"I...time...accommodate...needs."

He looked down at his hands and said in a jerky tone.

The behemoth floating in the void slowly receded.

The fog is rising.

It disappeared into the boundless mist.

Looking from the broken giant pillar, one can only vaguely see its incomparable figure slowly sinking towards the bottom of the giant pillar.

In the darkness, its rumbling voice sounded again:

"My dream is about to wake up and I need energy."

The man with the umbrella standing on the short post said, "Don't worry, I'll go—"

He showed the color of memory, thought for a few breaths, and said again:

"Go to that complete divine pillar."

The voice fell.

He jumped lightly, jumped into the void again, and drifted away towards the way he came.

……

the other side.

Liu Ping sat on the bar counter of the bar and clinked glasses with a man and a woman beside him.

It was noisy and lively all around.

But no one looked at them, and no one came to disturb them.

"I haven't asked your surnames yet."

Liu Ping laughed.

"You can't say your real name. Saying it will affect everything. You can call me time." The man said.

"Just call me Mystery." The woman raised her glass gracefully.

"Stay here and help me—we've fought side by side so many times, why don't we keep doing this?" Liu Ping said.

The man drank the wine in his glass and sighed: "Remember what I told you? The only chance of survival is that we need to win both battles. You are in charge of this side, and we are in charge of the other side." side."

He raised his hand and showed it in front of Liu Ping.

I saw that his hands became illusory and transparent, and then the whole person appeared illusory and transparent, as if he was not a real person, but just a phantom.

Liu Ping looked towards the woman.

I saw that the woman named "Secret" also became illusory.

The woman said: "We are just two phantoms, so our strength is limited. We can only appear at certain critical time points, and we must lie dormant at other times."

"Where's your body?" Liu Ping asked.

"We are fighting in another place. When the time comes, you will know everything, but you can't say it now." The man said.

"Then you will face a very complicated situation. Probably the creatures from countless worlds on the divine pillar have sensed the departure of Niangui. They will come to check the situation and evaluate whether to conquer this place or make a covenant with it," the woman said. .

"And then soon—"

"That era is about to begin."

"What era?" Liu Ping asked.

"Belongs to the era of nightmares." The man thought of something, shaking his shoulders uncomfortably.

The woman stretched out her hand, and a card flew out of Liu Ping's body and landed in her hand.

It was the "Void Boundary Arena".

"It will be too risky to use this card in the next battle, so I will send it back to my body," the woman said.

"But you can keep the 'Day and Night Parade', it will help you at certain critical moments." The man said.

Liu Ping nodded.

If they wanted to harm themselves, they would have done it long ago.

The decision they are making now must be beneficial to themselves.

The two of them put down their wine glasses and stood up.

Liu Ping also got up quickly.

"Is this going?" he asked.

The woman said: "We must go to our own body and tell them what happened here."

The man glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "A quarter of an hour ago, the emissaries from other worlds came here to meet you, so you have to get ready."

Liu Ping said: "Then take care of yourself."

The two nodded at him with a smile and walked out of the bar together.

The bar door shuts.

In an instant, everything in the entire bar fell into a standstill.

Liu Ping looked towards the clock on the wall.

I saw the clock began to go backwards rapidly, back to a quarter of an hour ago——

tick, tick,

The second hand starts moving again.

The bar once again resumed its hustle and bustle.

Liu Ping poured himself a glass of wine, sighed and said, "An emissary from another world... I don't know what kind of world it is."

The voice fell.

The bar door was pushed open again.

(End of this chapter)