purgatory artist

Chapter 412 Feeding
"lift it up!"

"Yes, put them on the wall, and a few speed-of-light cannons here, they must be buried in the ground, and they will enter the invisible state by themselves."

"Boost!"

Wang Zhonggong shouted loudly.

The people coming and going quickly loaded the town with various defense and attack facilities according to his instructions.

Arrive in a quarter of an hour.

Wang Zhonggong quickly adjusted the parameters of the steel defense wall, and suddenly felt a silence around him.

He turned his head and saw that everyone had disappeared.

The whole town fell into dead silence.

"Irrelevant personnel disappeared? Could it be..."

Wang Zhonggong was muttering, and suddenly the ground began to shake.

As soon as his expression changed, he immediately jumped onto the steel city wall that had just been completed, and looked out of the town.

In the far-reaching wilderness, a heavily armed team appeared.

Wang Zhonggong spat and cursed: "Damn the underground palace, I knew it would make the winner continue to fight—"

He looked at the thick city wall under his feet, and at the various large-scale war facilities in the town, with a look of complete satisfaction on his face.

Your choice is not wrong.

That man is very strong, and he can predict the future, so he prepared himself for a large-scale war in advance.

Wang Zhonggong jumped off the city wall, walked quickly to the door of the bar, knocked on the door and said:

"Master Prophet, all the war facilities you asked me to arrange have been completed."

"What do you think we should do next?"

There was no sound from the bar.

Wang Zhonggong walked in, only to see that the bar was empty.

On the empty bar, there is a note.

He picked up the note and looked at it, and there was a line of small characters written on it:
"Until I give the signal, only defend but not attack."

Wang Zhonggong nodded knowingly.

Although I don't know why he only wants to defend but not attack, but the Prophet must have plans.

Then-

Wang Zhonggong casually clicked on a light screen, quickly manipulated it, and issued instructions to all the war equipment:
"All kinds of defensive equipment are activated, waiting for further orders!"

the other side.

In the wilderness, in that team, a strong bald man said loudly:
"The other two guys are coming too, wait for them first, and then go together!"

"This way!"

Under his command, the team drew an arc and sped away from the front of the town.

Seeing that this team is about to leave like last time——

In the wasteland they passed by, an inconspicuous stone suddenly disappeared.

Before the strong bald man had time to react, he found that his hands and feet had already flew out.

A strong hand pinched the back of his neck and lifted it upwards.

Fly like a dick!

The wind was blowing, but it couldn't erase the pain of being cut off.

The bald man was about to howl loudly, but found himself back on the ground, sitting in a bar in a small town.

What a great speed!

Not just fast—

From ambush, shooting, seizing people to returning to the city, it was almost all in a short breath.

How did this man do it?
Damn!

I really shouldn't come here to test this kind of existence casually.

The bald man was covered in cold sweat, struggling to hold back the pain, and looked at the boy opposite him.

The young man said softly: "I cut off your hands and feet because I was afraid that you might have some powerful abilities. Now I will help you take them back."

He pressed his hands and feet on the broken limbs of the bald man, and healed it with the surging holy light, restoring it to its original state.

"I'm Liu Ping, what's your name?" the boy asked.

He looked at the lines of small characters on the opponent's head:

"Special title: Ten thousand hands and ten thousand feet."

"Those with this name hide their strange powers in their hands and feet, and they must be used with their hands or feet."

"Although there is this limitation, the strange power it releases will be even stronger."

——Because he already knew their course of action, Liu Ping used the "Strange Rock" and turned it into an ordinary stone to lie in ambush on the enemy's only way.

When the enemy army approached, as soon as he identified who was the strong man hidden among the many followers, he immediately beheaded the opponent's hands and feet, and flew back to the town directly with him.

One hit.

So the battle has been won and lost.

In prison mode, the opponent's soul is already owned by him.

"Hahaha, idiot! You could win, but you helped me get my hands and feet back, now prepare to die!"

The bald man laughed wildly and jumped up, his hands and feet seemed to turn into something——

thump!
He tripped over a chair and fell to the ground.

Liu Ping gave him a sympathetic look, changed hands to hug the baby girl in his arms, and softly coaxed her a few words.

The bald man lay on the ground and panted, "What's going on... My hands and feet have already been connected, why don't I have any strength... and I don't even have any strange strength..."

Bang!
The door was pushed open.

Wang Zhonggong walked in, looked at the people on the ground, and then at Liu Ping.

"My lord, that team has disappeared." He said.

"There are still two teams, you go to meet the enemy together." Liu Ping said.

He glanced at the bald man on the ground.

The bald man only felt an extremely dangerous signal coming from the depths of his soul, as if he would be completely torn apart in the next moment.

"Soul...you have enslaved my soul!"

He jumped up and looked at Liu Ping angrily.

Liu Ping said seriously: "That's right, because I didn't want to kill people, so I enslaved your soul, go help now."

The bald man glared at him.

"Or do you really want to die?" Liu Ping asked.

"Hahaha, my lord, you really know how to joke. If you are living well, who would want to die?" The bald man immediately nodded and bowed.

"Go." Liu Ping said.

The bald man turned around and followed Wang Zhonggong out.

The bar door shuts.

The bald man looked back with lingering fear, and asked Wang Zhonggong in a low voice:

"What type of occupation is an adult?"

Wang Zhonggong said: "Prophet—be careful, he knows what you say now and what you are going to do later."

"Really?" The bald man didn't believe it.

Wang Zhonggong sneered, pointed to the surroundings and said: "When the last mission just ended, the adults began to deploy defenses. He already knew that there would be a scuffle."

The bald man looked at the entire town that was armed to the teeth, and his expression gradually became a little scared, and he murmured in a low voice:
"That's right... If it wasn't for the Prophet, how could he lie in ambush where I just passed by..."

Wang Zhonggong patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, let's go to work, there are two enemies, and they are probably coming soon."

The two walked to the gate of the town together and jumped onto the city wall.

I saw the two teams staying quietly in the wilderness, far apart from each other, guarding each other, and at the same time looking at the town in surprise.

A voice came from afar:
"Hey! Lao Lei, didn't you take the lead in attacking? Why did you take refuge in the other side all of a sudden?"

The bald man sighed and shouted loudly: "I've been defeated - I only used one trick! Now I'm under your lord's hand!!!"

When the two teams heard this, they immediately turned their heads and ran towards the way they came.

joke!

He took down Lao Lei with one move.

Now it has become two-on-two again, and the town seems to be run by people who know how to build large-scale war facilities.

Is this still a joke?
Sure enough, sure enough——

Wish to choose the existence of milk powder, diapers and feeding bottles. It is really unfathomable and completely invincible.

"They're gone." The bald man wondered.

"The master must have expected it a long time ago." Wang Zhonggong praised.

"...I haven't recovered yet," the bald man called Lao Lei sighed, "In just a short moment, I have become someone else's slave."

"In the underground palace, you can be content if you can live." Wang Zhonggong said lightly.

in the bar.

There is a card on the counter.

I saw a hideous giant hammer drawn on this card.

"Shards of Nightmare."

"Hammer."

"Possesses strange power: Unforgiven."

"Explanation: Any parry with this hammer is invalid. The attack of this hammer will smash all parry and hit the target with three times the true damage."

Liu Ping placed the Baina Knife next to the card, and said, "This is the card I got from him when I defeated that guy just now."

Baina Knife buzzed and said:

"I have already felt its power - I need more things to analyze what is going on in this underground palace."

Liu Ping said: "Now there is an important point, we must grasp it together."

"What?" Bainadao asked.

Liu Ping said slowly: "Sequence can issue various cards independently, and can also wipe out the person who leaked the secret. Is it a trigger and coordination mechanism, or—"

"There is something that is secretly manipulating the sequence."

Baina Knife hummed and said: "That's simple, you also have a sequence, it has been with you for a long time, why don't you ask it."

"It's asleep." Liu Ping shrugged regretfully.

Baina Knife sneered and said, "I remember Sequence doesn't sleep."

Liu Pingdao: "But the heroic spirit interface returned my three professional cards to me, and lost too much energy, so I fell into a deep sleep."

"Of course you won't be happy if the delicious food is taken away." Bai Nadao answered.

Liu Ping was startled.

and many more!

If so.

Since the Heroic Spirit operation interface fell asleep because of the loss of three cards——

So, if you want to wake it up, don't you just need to feed it?

How could I not have thought of such a simple thing!

Liu Ping lifted the Nightmare Hammer Card on the bar, took a deep breath, and said:
"Sequence, this is a powerful weapon card that contains nightmare and strange powers, I guarantee you will like it."

The void is silent.

Suddenly, a line of burning small characters jumped out:
"Can you really feed me?"

(End of this chapter)