purgatory artist

Chapter 438 History Controversy!

The Scarlet Skull listened silently.

But when the old man finished speaking, he still didn't know what the so-called "one opportunity" was.

The old man didn't continue talking, but fell into deep thought.

Scarlet Skull looked at him.

From his expression, the Scarlet Skull saw a little hesitation and solemnity.

For a while.

The old man sighed and said: "If you want to explain it, it will cause a lot of trouble. Let's manifest it directly, and you will know everything."

The voice fell.

The light on the torch looked even more dazzling and brilliant.

The old man's figure became more solid, and he said:

"Now we can talk."

The light shone on the bloody skeleton, and there were seven or eight shadows behind him.

"I don't know what the opportunity you mentioned is?" asked the Scarlet Skull.

The old man said: "In the past history, some things were not recorded, and some records were even contradictory."

"Strictly speaking, many times it is not the mistakes of the historical recorders."

"It's—"

A shadow behind the bloody skull quietly stood up.

It beckoned to the bloody skeleton, and pointed behind the skeleton——

I saw multiple lights and shadows appearing there, gradually forming a world.

The old man said: "Don't worry, during the time you leave, this shadow will replace you and stay on the main timeline."

"You need to witness something."

The Scarlet Skull was silent for a moment, turned around, and walked towards the continuously flowing light and shadow.

Everything around gradually became clear.

He found himself standing on the spire of a four-sided tower.

In the east, west, south and north directions of the tower, there are four identical scenes.

That's an opera house.

A wonderful opera is being performed on the stage, and there are no empty seats in the audience.

"Parallel world." The Scarlet Skull whispered.

The old man suddenly appeared beside him, and said, "We are now at the intersection of four parallel worlds, watch out, there will be a murder soon."

Sudden.

An opera singer on the stage drew out a pistol and shot the man in the middle of the first row off the stage.

Among the three parallel worlds, the person sitting under the stage was killed immediately.

Only a few guards suddenly appeared in the fourth parallel world, throwing down and subduing the killer the moment he shot.

The old man said: "Isn't it interesting? In many parallel worlds, the same thing happened, but there are also some parallel worlds, where the fate of individual human beings has completely different results."

"It's interesting, but what does this have to do with us?" Scarlet Skull asked.

"Okay."

The old man leaned down and put his hands on the top of the tower.

A ray of light shot out from the top of the tower, swept across the four worlds in an instant, and finally landed in the world where the assassination failed.

"Select the history of the main timeline to fill in the gaps in history!" The old man shouted in a low voice.

all of a sudden.

Three parallel worlds disappear.

The world that thwarted the assassination gradually spread out and turned into a grand and boundless world.

In the opera house, the man sitting in the first row stood up and asked, "Who is it?"

The entourage around him said: "I found out, it was sent by your competitor, and wanted to get rid of you before the general election."

"I know they are dirty, but I didn't expect it to be this dirty. Let's go, it's time for us to take action." The man said.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Several followers said.

At this time, the old man said: "Let time fast forward—"

The whole world suddenly turned into countless galloping lines, running endlessly like a waterfall.

"Stop." The old man said.

The world suddenly appeared before their eyes.

This is a classroom.

The weather was dull, the teacher was chattering on the podium, and the students below were drowsy.

"The third row, Grace, get up!" the teacher said suddenly.

"Yes!" A girl stood up in panic.

"In 1675, how did the assassination of the then presidential candidate end?" the teacher asked.

"Presidential candidate Green was killed on the spot." The girl said.

"Are you sure?" The teacher's voice rose, showing some emotion.

The girl recalled briefly and insisted: "Yes, teacher."

Laugh out loud.

Someone whispered below: "The assassination failed, Green became president, and then started a war-oh my God, Grace..."

The girl was stunned.

"No, I remember the book said he was dead." She said with a guilty conscience.

The teacher stood on the podium, crossed his waist and said, "Open the 125th page of the book and read it for yourself."

The girl really opened the book and found 125 pages.

At this moment, the old man said: "Go and see."

The Scarlet Skull stepped forward as he said, and looked at the book.

I saw a line of small characters changing rapidly, and even the illustrations were completely changed accordingly. The original assassination scene became a war podium.

That man survived!
The main timeline has also changed accordingly!

——It’s still possible to do this! ! !

The Scarlet Skull was a little shocked, and stood there without speaking for a while.

The girl didn't notice anything, just read it according to the book, and quickly said: "I'm sorry, teacher, I misremembered."

The teacher said with a blank expression: "Well, the attitude is not bad, don't sleep in class next time, and don't make any noise when you sleep, understand?"

"Yes." The girl blushed.

The old man patted the spire lightly.

All the light and shadow disappeared in an instant, and the world also turned into floating sand and gravel, which scattered into the void one after another.

Everything is back to normal.

The Scarlet Skull found himself still standing on the ring, and the shadow returned to the ground, becoming the shadow of nothingness under his feet.

"I understand...sometimes the chaos of history is because certain things in the past are unresolved." Scarlet Skull said.

"That's right." The old man said.

"This is the chance for us humans?" the Scarlet Skull asked.

The old man clapped his hands.

I saw many shadows around the arena, like a mirror, condensed into an identical arena, an identical old man, and an identical scarlet skeleton.

"We have prepared a thousand parallel worlds, but everything can only be activated once, however..." said the old man.

"What's the problem?" Scarlet Skull asked.

"Your level is only a 'real person', you will definitely lose if you enter it, and you are not qualified to use this opportunity." The old man said.

"How can I get this opportunity?"

"Sanctified."

"Be... holy?"

"Yes, I see that you have prepared a safety rope, and you can pull it out from here at any time—you can avoid the monsters outside and leave safely."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at the time and said, "With the strength of your soul, you can only stay here for another 10 minutes."

While speaking, lines of burning small characters appeared in front of Liu Ping's eyes, which was exactly the same as what the old man said.

"It's only 10 minutes... When I recover, I will come again." Liu Ping said.

"You won't be able to enter from here next time, there are already monsters guarding the entrance - the torch will tell you where to enter next time." The old man said.

He walked slowly to Liu Ping's side, put his hand on his shoulder, and said in a low voice:
"Now I seize the last moment and give you another helping hand!"

He gave it a hard push.

Liu Ping immediately fell back.

Ripples appeared in the void behind him, and his whole body merged into it, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Bang!
Liu Ping fell heavily to the ground.

He found that he had shown his true appearance, and the Scarlet Skull had turned into a card, which he held in his hand.

"Put me away, if a skeleton appears on this occasion, it will be haunted." The bloody skeleton whispered.

Liu Ping looked around and saw himself standing in front of a martial arts gym.

The surrounding crowd is bustling, crowded with every possible place to stay.

Someone came out of the martial arts hall and said loudly:
"quiet!"

"After 5 minutes, the admission selection will begin!"

When everyone heard these words, they immediately fell silent, silently waiting for the time to pass.

Liu Ping looked at the people around him, and couldn't help being confused.

——He really didn't know why he was sent to such a timeline.

The old man's voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"We have already observed you. In fact, in order to make yourself more potential to fight against the enemy, you also set a blank history for yourself."

"Me?" Liu Ping asked in surprise.

"That's right," the old man said with a smile, "The giver of the torch told me that she saw a martial arts scripture in your memory, it's called 'Guizang's Most Victorious Martial Arts Classic'."

Liu Ping's thoughts flashed, and he said like enlightenment: "Yes, I created this martial arts, but I don't remember its content at all. It turned out to be like this. I haven't remembered it yet, which means that everything about it is It's not settled yet!"

"Smart! Please start creating it. If you can make it an extraordinary martial art, then we will find a way to let the historical recorders take action to fix this history." The old man said.

Let history settle...

Liu Ping seemed to feel something, and looked towards the void.

I saw an illusory figure appearing there, holding a small booklet and writing something quickly.

——No one can see that figure.

Seeing him looking over, the figure nodded and said, "There are vicious enemies in the void, waiting for you to throw yourself into a trap; in this nightmare world layer, that monster also found something wrong, if you don't improve your strength next time , must not be able to escape its culling."

"I want to create the Wu Ji Jing here?" Liu Ping asked.

"That's right, this book of martial arts must surpass all powers in the world. It is your last hope, and only it can help you become a saint." Human Shadow said.

While talking, the figure showed the written historical paragraphs in front of Liu Ping:

"In the infinite world, only a very few people can comprehend the power of the world and the spirit, and thus create a set of martial arts that transcend the ordinary and become holy."

"Liu Ping's last ray of soul has arrived at the blank historical moment he reserved for himself."

"What is the level of Wu Ji Jing?"

"Success and failure, life and death, all in one stroke."

"—Historians are recording."

After reading it, Liu Ping said, "What if I fail?"

"The recording ends." The figure said.

I don't know what came to mind, the figure trembled, and continued: "If you die completely, I will also be cut by fate, and my vitality will be severely injured. I am afraid I will never recover—"

"So we must win! Liu Ping!"

(End of this chapter)