purgatory artist

Chapter 435 Tree and Clothes

fog.

In the depths of the fog, the dilapidated building not far away can be vaguely seen.

Liu Ping moved his wrist.

Baina Knife jumped up from his waist and landed in his hand.

"Be careful - none of your companions can appear here, you must be extremely careful."

There was a buzzing sound on the knife.

"I know, but it's really strange here, there is no one, where are the monsters?" Liu Ping said, looking around, but found nothing.

He switched the long knife from his left hand to his right, and walked towards the building step by step.

There was silence all around.

Liu Ping quickly passed through the fog and arrived in front of the building.

He looked up at the building—

The dense human bodies are twisted, entangled, and coiled together, forming a towering giant tree.

But this giant tree seemed to have suffered some severe injuries, and was cut cleanly from a height of more than ten meters, exposing countless squirming flesh and blood in the middle.

"...How should I put it, I now have a clearer understanding of 'nightmare'."

Liu Ping held the long knife and said to himself.

He turned around and walked into the depths of the mist.

Soon.

The fog cleared—

Liu Ping found himself back in front of the giant tree of flesh and blood.

"Huh? Are you back?"

Liu Ping glanced at the tree, left it again, and walked into the depths of the mist.

After a few minutes.

He found that there seemed to be some dark shadow hidden in the fog ahead.

Step up and take a look——

Still a giant tree of flesh and blood.

Liu Ping fell into deep thought.

I can't leave the enveloping range of this giant tree?
He slowly stood still in front of the giant tree, holding a long knife and quickly drew a few lines on the ground:
"Three thousand 650 seven steps, under this tree."

After finishing writing, he put away the knife immediately, and walked towards the mist again.

after awhile.

Liu Ping emerged from the mist and stood in front of the giant tree again.

He looked towards the ground and saw that the ground was flat without any scratches.

"That is to say... is this another giant tree of flesh and blood?"

Liu Ping thought for a while, then turned back according to the way he came.

Soon.

He counted the number of steps, controlled the direction, walked 650 steps, and finally arrived at the place he came from before.

Under that giant tree—

There is no text.

I clearly wrote a line here!

Liu Ping regained his composure, drew out his knife, and wrote another line:

"what are you?"

After finishing writing, he put away the knife, stepped back and stood still.

He stared at the line silently.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

……

The tenth breath.

Liu Ping stared.

I saw a squirm on the ground, like a wound healing——

The small characters I carved disappeared.

"Strange... Am I standing on something's body?"

Liu Ping immediately went to look at the tree again.

I saw that the contact between the tree and the earth was seamless, without any traces. Looking at it now, it doesn't look like a tree anymore.

Instead, it looked like a thorn growing out of a huge body.

Liu Ping sighed, carefully put away the long knife, and murmured:
"I hate these things I don't know what they are. There is no way to deal with them. Even intelligence has to be collected from scratch."

In fact, seriously, it was the black scale that put itself here.

--why?
It must have some purpose.

What exactly did it want to do by letting itself come here?
Liuping circles the tree of flesh and blood—

No, now it seems that I don't know what it is.

In short, Liu Ping walked around it a few more times, but found nothing.

Standing in front of the "tree", he pondered: "Does it need some kind of power to activate it?"

A touch of holy light flew out of his hand and landed on the "tree".

The human bodies on the "tree" gradually moved.

But they squirmed a few times and stopped again.

it works!

Just not enough!
Liu Ping thought for a while, sprinkled his hands with holy light, and swayed towards the "tree" like money.

Moisturized by so many holy lights, the "tree" finally wriggled non-stop.

It gradually develops a certain rhythm.

——like coming to life.

The wriggling of the whole "tree" became more and more frenzied, and it looked quite thrilling, as if it would burst open at any time.

Holding the knife, Liu Ping took a few steps back, and said, "Hey, brother, slow down, don't play around - I won't be soft when a monster jumps out."

The voice just fell.

The giant "tree" opened a gap.

This seam continued to extend to both sides, revealing a bloody skeleton hidden inside.

The human bodies that make up the "tree" all opened their eyes, and billions of painful groans burst out from their mouths.

The creeping of the "tree" is even crazier.

It kept squeezing forward, squeezing out the bloody skeleton.

The moment the bloody skeleton left the "tree", the whole "tree" suddenly became quiet.

There was a dead silence all around.

Liu Ping stared at the bloody skeleton——

It fell slowly from mid-air, and landed not far from Liu Ping, but it didn't make any sound.

—and then it stopped moving.

Liu Ping took a few more glances, only to see that although the blood-colored skeleton looked hideous, it didn't have any aura, nor did it fluctuate in power.

Like a dead thing.

"That's not right... In the past, I spent so much effort to hide such a place. Is it just to let the current me see a skeleton?"

Liu Ping murmured.

He thought for a while, stepped forward, and tried to touch the bloody skeleton.

Almost instantly—

The skeleton jumped up suddenly, sat cross-legged, and said with a serious expression:

"Please don't shoot, no matter where it comes from, when you touch this product, this product has already confirmed your identity."

"You are—well, who am I?" Liu Ping said.

"I don't know." The Scarlet Skeleton said.

"Then how did you confirm my identity?" Liu Ping said.

"This is a deserted place that is rarely seen in nightmares. It has no value, so it is relatively safe. It is most suitable for you returnees to land here." Bloody Skeleton said.

"Returners?" Liu Ping said.

"Yes, this used to be a world that belonged to humans, but now no one can come back—everyone who is qualified to return to the nightmare is the most precious treasure of mankind." The Scarlet Skull said.

"Then what are you?" Liu Ping asked.

"I'm—wait! Something's coming." Bloody Skeleton said.

It raised its head and looked towards the sky.

A whistling wind gradually came from the depths of the misty sky.

It seems that something is coming.

Liu Ping gradually felt an irresistible feeling in his heart.

All the emotions were stripped away, leaving only one emotion spreading crazily in the bottom of my heart.

--despair.

Just the breath in the sky gives people such a feeling, if they wait for it to show up, they don't know what will happen.

Liu Ping can swear that in his life, he has never encountered such a terrifying existence.

The Scarlet Skull quickly said: "It's too late to elaborate, if you are discovered, you will definitely be eaten without any resistance."

"Maybe not necessarily." Liu Ping said.

He took the Baina Knife and took out the Prison Knife instead.

Doom!

The long knife made a low humming——

"Don't use this trick!" The Scarlet Skull screamed suddenly.

Liu Ping abruptly stopped the knife.

"Why?" he asked.

"Time has no effect here, it's just an endless 'circle', what you cut out will eventually come back again, and at that time, you can't escape even if you want to." Scarlet Skull said.

After finishing speaking, it quickly stood up and asked, "Will you play dead?"

"That's true, but is it useful to use such a superficial method for an enemy that can't even be avoided in parallel worlds?" Liu Ping couldn't help asking.

"Of course you can't pretend to be dead, but if we play dead together, it will be effective." Scarlet Skull said.

"I do believe that sometimes the simplest is the most effective, but isn't it too simple to pretend to be dead?" Liu Ping doubted.

"That's too late!"

The bloody skull suddenly turned into a stream of blood, circling Liu Ping for several weeks.

In an instant, lines of burning small characters quickly appeared:

"You acquired a 'nightmare embrace':"

"Bloody Skeleton."

"This is a strange armor made of the raw material in the nightmare. Its most basic function is to conceal your identity as a human being."

"Other forces need to be further explored."

All fine print is collected.

Liu Ping looked down at himself.

I saw that all the flesh and hair on my body was gone——

He turned into a bloody skeleton!
At this moment, a strong sense of crisis emerged in his heart, and at the same time, the voice of the bloody skeleton came from his ear:

"Quick! That guy is coming, play dead!"

Liu Ping fell to the ground without thinking.

He was like a skeleton—

wrong!

He was a blood-stained skeleton, lying on the ground soundlessly, as if he had been dead for a long time.

Dead silence.

In the sky.

A huge finger pierced through the mist, silently pressing on the ground, pressing the ground into a deep depression.

The fingers traveled back and forth, and finally touched the "tree".

At this time, the fingers stopped, coiled around the "tree", and stroked for a while.

At the fingertip, an eye suddenly appeared.

It quietly observed the "tree", then looked around again, and finally found the bloody skeleton.

With a movement of his finger, it lightly landed on top of the bloody skull.

Time passed quietly.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

……

That eye was focused on the bloody skull.

After a while, there were repeated echoing sounds in the sky, which sounded like some kind of incomparably huge existence talking to something.

Only then did the eyes turn and retract into the fingers.

The finger was lifted up without a sound, and disappeared into the thick fog.

(End of this chapter)