purgatory artist

Chapter 415 The price of wandering life and death

On the ceiling, several figures did not move.

The huge human face outside the window did not move.

The two people who chased out from the study remained motionless.

"You want to kill me, but you can't be seen by me, is that so?"

Liu Ping simply pointed the long knife forward.

The magic face reads the knife!

Suddenly, a huge phantom with vertical pupils appeared behind him.

Liu Ping maintained his vertical pupils, walked through the corridor in a flash, and arrived at another door at the end of the road.

He didn't need to turn his head to know that under the gaze of Shutong, those strange beings didn't move at all.

open the door.

This is a magnificent hall.

A group of people in battle armor surrounded the high platform, staring at the throne together.

The throne is empty, only a crown studded with various gemstones is placed on the armrest.

—The king here seems to be absent?

Liu Ping looked at those people, and saw that their faces were sad, as if they had encountered something extremely hopeless, and they all lowered their heads.

In the world...

How could there be such a civilization in the other world?

Liu Ping looked at his hands.

It's too late to think about it.

The thread of fate kept winding upwards, it had crossed the arms, and began to spread on the chest.

Since the baby girl said that she wanted to see the spirit here before the thread of fate was completely entwined, then she had better hurry up.

A shadow loomed behind him.

"You take care of the front, I'll take care of the back." Liu Ping said.

"it is good."

The shadow waved the long knife casually.

In an instant, a phantom with vertical pupils seven or eight meters high appeared in front of him.

The vertical pupil behind Liu Ping stared at the way he came, while this vertical pupil stared at the people in the hall.

"go!"

Liu Ping and Shadow flew forward together.

The two walked through the hall, all the way to a small door behind the throne.

Infinite power fluctuations came from the small door.

--right here!
Liu Ping took a deep breath and pushed open the door forcefully.

"what?"

He couldn't help but speak out.

I saw that here was a huge room, in which there were countless mist-like spikes, all piercing into a human-shaped existence floating in mid-air.

It was a petite body, which actually looked a bit like——

Andrea!

"No... there are still some differences." Liu Ping suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said forcefully.

Thinking about it carefully, Andrea woke up directly from the eternal night.

She was even replaced with a dragon's spine, and it was almost impossible to grow up forever.

— Could she be related to this girl?
Liu Ping stared at the girl intently.

I saw dense spikes piercing her head and back in a way similar to wriggling, as if they were controlling her.

And she opened a pair of confused eyes, and said unconsciously: "In 35 minutes, the killing mission will be released."

One card after another appeared from the void, floating in front of her.

The little girl stared at the cards and said in a raving voice:

"The venue has been set up."

"The reward card is ready."

"Mission: Fight and kill."

"Prepared number of deaths: 1000."

She seemed to be in a state of sleepwalking.

Above her head, a line of small words quickly appeared:
"Nightmare Entangling Body, Spirit of the World, ????"

"A world-class high-level spirit under the control of nightmares."

Liu Ping stared blankly at the girl, and suddenly there was an emotion in his heart that he had never felt before.

Scenes of incomparably distant memories naturally appeared in his mind.

It was a world full of war.

In the sky, something extremely huge exploded into a roar that shook all directions.

Liu Ping heard his own voice.

"The nightmare has come. The divine pillar here is about to collapse. Prepare, everyone. We will be reincarnated and leave here."

The voice fell.

Another soft voice sounded: "But even if we reach the next divine pillar, how long can we stay?"

"After reincarnation, we must be separated, and we may never remember each other." Someone answered.

A female voice suddenly sounded: "Part of my soul has been eroded by nightmares, I'm afraid—only the remnant soul can be reincarnated."

All voices fell silent.

next second.

Liu Ping heard his own voice.

"I'll find you."

"Even if there is only a remnant left, I will find you."

All memories vanished with a bang.

Liu Ping woke up suddenly, panting heavily.

He wanted to take a few steps, but found that he couldn't move at all.

The thread of fate had wrapped around his whole body, making him unable to move, only one head was still exposed.

time is limited!
"Be careful," said Shadow.

Outside the door not far behind the two of them, countless people stood there, staring at him vertically, moving towards the door step by step with difficulty.

Liu Ping seized the last moment, grabbed it with all his strength, and floated into the air.

He flew to the opposite side of the girl, staring at her closely.

"Andrea?"

he said softly.

A flash of fleeting pain flashed across the girl's face, and her face became dull again.

She stared at the void, and said softly: "The remaining time until the next killing: 10 minutes."

Liu Ping closed his eyes, anger and sadness gradually appeared on his calm face.

His shadow stopped talking, walked quickly to the door, drew out the long knife, and slashed fiercely with all his might.

Those people were hit by the sword light, and they only paused for a while. After a while, they had already stepped into this room.

Shadow yelled angrily: "The world can't do it!"

hum-

The long knife vibrated endlessly.

A magnificent golden tower appeared, enveloping those people.

However, in the next second, those people reappeared.

There are countless knife marks on their bodies, but they don't care, and they are still approaching the shadow step by step.

Shadow clenched the long knife with both hands, shouted violently again, and cut out endless void light.

The progress of those people was again delayed.

midair.

Liu Ping was floating.

Another memory came to his mind.

I don't know where.

I don't know what time it is.

In an extremely distant time and space, a female voice suddenly sounded from the dark silence.

"Liu Ping."

"Ok?"

"How many sacred pillars must we walk, how long must we wander between life and death before we can get rid of the nightmare?"

Liu Ping heard his own voice sound again: "Wait until I find a way to deal with them."

"Then—when will you find a way to deal with them?" the female voice asked.

"Come on, give me a little more time."

"I'm afraid."

"Fool, don't we succeed in reincarnation every time?"

"Wandering between life and death has a price. Even an existence like you and me will forget many things—I'm afraid that in the end, we will all forget each other." The female voice said.

A moment of silence.

Liu Ping heard his voice become softer:
"We have experienced too many things together, and we have too deep a bond. Even if we forget each other, the law of fate will make us meet again."

The female voice said: "I am afraid that on that day, you will no longer remember us, and you will not come to save us."

"……Will not."

All memories disappeared with a bang.

Liu Ping opened his eyes, staring blankly at the girl across from him.

She is controlled by countless nightmare spikes, always ready to kill those beings.

Liu Ping just looked at her like this, as if he wanted to imprint this moment deeply in his mind and never forget it.

The thread of fate spread upward one by one, gradually covering Liu Ping's lips, nose and eyes.

at last.

He could no longer see each other.

"go!"

The baby girl's voice suddenly sounded.

Between the lightning and the flint, a gap opened in the void.

Another thread of fate flew towards him, tightly wrapped around Liu Ping's body, and with a strong pull, he was taken away from here.

His shadow looked up and heaved a sigh of relief: "I finally remembered something, this time it was worth it."

The voice fell, and the shadow disappeared from the spot.

……

bar.

in front of the bar.

The colorful milk bottle wobbled and suddenly rolled down from the table.

A silk thread attached to the bottle suddenly stretched——

Swish!
Liu Ping emerged from the void, staggered a few steps, and stood firmly in the bar.

The thread of fate has long since disappeared.

He stood silently in front of the bar, picked up his glass, and drank all the wine in it.

"I just took a look at the other world, what kind of obsession are you having?" the baby girl asked in amazement.

"It's okay." Liu Ping put down the bottle and said, "I was just thinking, next we are going to save that world-class spirit."

"Help? Are you kidding me? She is a nightmare spirit! She will kill you!" the baby girl said.

Liu Ping remained silent.

"It seems that there is a particularly powerful secret? Forget it—I don't dare to know too much. After all, I am merging. I will sleep for 49 days. Even if I die, don't wake me up."

After the baby girl finished speaking, she made a move.

The colorful feeding bottles flew up and landed in her hand.

The baby girl fell asleep with the bottle in her arms.

The bar was quiet again.

Liu Ping sat there without moving, and his aura gradually changed.

Bursts of powerful aura lingered around him endlessly.

in the dark.

His gaze was like a knife's edge.

"We have experienced too many things together, and we have too deep a bond. Even if we forget each other, the law of fate will make us meet again."

The words from the past came to mind again.

——How can there be no reason to meet?

Every kind of company around you is the accumulation of countless reincarnations, reconnected by the thread of fate, and only then can we meet again in the boundless worlds and seas of people.

Those around me...

How long have they wandered with themselves?

Liu Ping closed his eyes.

The bewildered girl who was controlled by the nightmare reappeared before his eyes.

"When was the last time I felt angry...?"

He murmured in a low voice, filled the wine again, picked it up and drank slowly.

If there is a substantial light rising from his body, it emits a blazing flame like a flame.

"... I will never let you wander and suffer in life and death again."

"I swear."

(End of this chapter)