purgatory artist

Chapter 492 Meet Again

Holding a glass of wine, Liu Ping stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the scenery outside.

"Since you don't want to reveal your true identity, what should I call you?"

Ms. Pain said respectfully.

"Just call me darkness." Liu Ping said.

——Darkness is the code name of the Lord of the Old Gods of Purgatory, and no one knows it.

Now that he has fallen into a deep sleep, and he has taken his place, it is not too much to be called the dark.

"Mr. Darkness, the mistress has agreed to let me trade with you." Ms. Pain said.

"She is willing to let you know about the nightmare?" Liu Ping said without looking back.

Floor-to-ceiling windows.

The devils coming and going are arranging the wedding scene.

Aldridge showed up twice, his face was filled with excitement and excitement about getting the god and beauty.

But Yana was not seen.

At this moment, maybe she was imprisoned.

It's a pity that I only have the Qi refining stage now, so I can't take her away directly.

Even the ability given to him by the general manager of Huangquan affairs requires merit to use.

How can I get some merit?

Liu Ping thought silently.

At this time, another voice sounded:
"Yes, I agreed, what do you think she needs to pay before you can tell her about the nightmare?"

Liu Ping turned his head to look.

At this time, the door of the wing room had been opened, and there were twelve devils exuding fluctuations in divine power standing outside, all surrounded by a woman in a gorgeous red dress.

This woman has a pretty face, she is serious, she is walking slowly, and the power and influence in her body is as real as it is.

"Welcome, Mr. Darkness, I am the master of this place, the master of No.11 floor of purgatory, the master of all cruel powers, Medea."

She nodded to Liu Ping slightly.

The incomparable power leaked from the other party was already enough for her to meet with her real body.

"Originally, it was just a small pleasure for me, but unexpectedly, it had an intersection with you." Liu Ping shook his head and said with emotion.

"If you want, you can call me the owner of the Cruel Land, or just call me by my real name." The mistress smiled.

"Thank you for coming to see me in person. In fact, I'm really just having some fun with what happened here." Liu Ping said.

"There is no unreasonable love and hate in the world, and there is no unreasonable pleasure-we will discuss this matter in detail after your deal with the Goddess of Pain is completed." Medea said softly.

Liu Ping turned his eyes and landed on Ms. Pain.

"Let me see if you have anything that can be traded," Liu Ping said.

"Are you interested in treasures and treasures?" asked the Lady of Pain.

"I never dislike these things, but if you want to say how much I am interested in them, that's not true." Liu Ping said.

"You seem to be very interested in the world of practice..."

"Yes."

"Then I happen to have something here that you might like."

"what?"

The Lady of Pain clapped her hands.

A devil servant came forward, holding a tray in his hand, and in the tray was a card.

I saw a gloomy dungeon drawn on the card.

One light after another shuttled back and forth in the dungeon, trying to find a way to escape.

But it didn't work.

In the depths of the dungeon, flames spewed out continuously, burning those dim lights, causing long threads to continuously escape from their bodies.

Lines of burning small characters appeared in front of Liu Ping's eyes:

"Cruel Deck Ninth: Soul Burning Hell."

"illustrate:"

"This is a special sacrifice card. All the souls imprisoned in this prison will be continuously burned by the hell fire, so they have to sacrifice their own soul power for the owner of the card to use."

"Holding this card means owning all the souls in this prison, life or death."

Liu Ping showed an interested expression and asked:
"Where does the soul in this card come from? It seems that the quality is very good, and the quantity is constantly being replenished."

Ms. Pain said in a tone like offering a treasure: "My lord, it is the world of practice—the souls here are all the best in the world of practice. They have been cultivating the power of the soul all their lives, and can provide you with soul nourishment for a long time."

"Interesting." Liu Ping commented.

"Look—"

"can."

As soon as Liu Ping put the cards away, his expression became much more serious, and he said: "After the destruction of the Void Pillar, all the truly powerful beings have noticed one thing, that is, the entire Purgatory and the Eternal Night Pillar will surely usher in the same fate. destroy."

"Why?" Lady Pain blurted out.

Mistress Medea stood far away, took a glass of wine from the attendant, sipped it, and watched the conversation with a half-smile.

Liu Ping said flatly: "Because there is a vast world of nightmares under the Pillar of Eternal Night, when the power of the world of Nightmares forms a tide, it keeps rising, and finally swallows Eternal Night and the Pillar of Purgatory—"

"Will the pillar be destroyed?" asked the Lady of Pain.

"Do not."

A smile appeared on Liu Ping's face, and he snapped his fingers lightly.

In the void beside him, an incomparable figure appeared.

It was an indescribable existence.

It has no face, and there is a deep hole in its head, and bursts of light waves emanate from the hole, illuminating the void and the world.

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

When its image appeared, Mistress Medea, who was standing far away on the other side, accidentally crushed the crystal cup in her hand.

"Disperse!"

She snarled.

In an instant, everyone around disappeared without a trace.

Even the Lady of Pain is missing.

"It's..."

Medea said dryly.

Liu Ping pretended not to know.

——Actually, this mistress was quite suspicious, and she didn't completely believe in herself until just now.

She allowed Ms. Pain to ask the secret, but she stood by herself, but she also had the idea of ​​considering Liu Ping's true strength.

after all--

Being able to know any secrets represents what kind of identity he has.

As soon as the phantom of the Nightmare Lord appeared, the mistress didn't dare to hold her back anymore, and immediately moved everyone away.

—because not even the Lady of Pain is entitled to know about it.

On this secret, I don't know how many seals there are, let alone how many powerful devils are exploring, and there are even related organizations guarding it.

People without strength, knowing such a secret, have only one fate——

death.

And Liu Ping just stood there motionless, as if what he just said was just some gossip, and he was safe and sound.

"See? It's going to come here and eat up everything that's alive—huh? Why's everyone gone?"

Liu Ping pretended to be surprised.

The entire room, and even the nearby halls and corridors, were deserted.

Only Mistress Medea remained standing.

Liu Ping's eyes flashed.

I saw lines of burning small characters appearing in front of his eyes:

"You tell the central secret of a bygone era."

"The prison-suppressing knife is automatically activated, releasing the power of 'silence' to protect this secret from the outside world."

"—you are safe."

"Besides, the Prison Suppressing Knife and Baina Knife are your personal weapons, just like your card book 'Puppet of the Dead', so they can always follow you."

"All the memories you awakened have always followed you."

Liu Ping glanced at it and said with a smile: "Medea, you are too kind to the servants, sometimes you should let them know something."

"What?" Medea asked.

"Some secrets cannot be inquired at will." Liu Ping's face showed a sense of regret.

"I am laughing at you. I still have use for those men. If they are killed by such a terrible secret, I will have a headache for a while." Medea said with a half-smile.

"Okay, you've been testing me for so long, what's the matter? If it's nothing, it's just a pure testing, then you are really careful in your life." Liu Ping said flatly.

"Don't be angry," Medea giggled, "I'll give you that card, just treat it as an apology to you."

"Then?" Liu Ping asked.

"Actually, I've got a party going on here—"

Medea came forward twisting her waist, took Liu Ping's arm, and said charmingly: "If you join our party, I will be honored."

The majesty and indifference that emanated from her just now disappeared.

"But I'm just here to watch the wedding, and I'll go to Yong Ye Zhong later, and continue to have fun in the dark drama of practitioners." Liu Ping said.

"Come with me, a little dark drama, I'll give it to you later." Medea refused to let go, and walked forward with his arm.

Liu Ping showed helplessness, so he had no choice but to follow her all the way.

In the corridor carved with gorgeous magic patterns, devils knelt down where the two passed by, not daring to look up.

——These demons were released by Medea, and began to decorate the entire manor again.

The Lady of Pain did not reappear.

Her task has been completed.

The two were walking, when suddenly there was a commotion in front of them.

"What's the matter?" Medea frowned.

"Mistress, Yana ran out again. Fortunately, you restrained her. As soon as she escaped to the corridor, she was restrained." A devil whispered.

"Hmph!" Medea exuded a chill.

She was about to say something, but an interested voice sounded beside her:
"Is it tonight's bride?"

"Ah, yes, she is not very satisfied with the marriage I arranged... she has a petty temper..." Medea said.

Liu Ping said with a smile: "Young people don't always know that we are actually doing it for their own good. By the way, I am here to watch the wedding. I wonder if I can see this bride."

Medea was puzzled and said, "You want to—"

"Bless them—I've had terrible luck recently, and blessing newcomers may bring me good luck." Liu Ping said.

"This kind of statement sounds ridiculous, Mister Darkness." Medea said with twinkling eyes.

"Medea, you can pretend that you don't know anything about the law of fate, but you must never desecrate it, otherwise fate will make you suffer the desecration." Liu Ping said flatly.

Medea's heart trembled.

The other party is right.

Why did I patronize and test him, but forgot to abide by my duty?
If the opponent is really casting some fate-like spell——

Talking too much is just asking for trouble.

After all, destiny is the supreme force among the strange, it is always unexpected, and it never fails.

This existence is really unfathomable, pointing out the characteristics of the law of fate in a casual sentence.

Even in purgatory, only those old gods who have lived for endless years have such wise insights.

——What has this existence experienced?How long has he existed?How many events have you seen happen?

The more Medea thought about it, the more frightened she became.

"Thank you for reminding me, I will let the newcomer come to see you."

She made a gesture.

soon.

Yana, who looked haggard, was escorted to the two of them.

Her hands and feet were all in shackles, and a collar full of spikes was around her neck, piercing into her snow-white skin, leaving streaks of blood.

"Bride—you are tormenting Ms. Yana, hello." Liu Ping said.

"Hello."

Yana looked at Medea and then at Liu Ping, her face was full of doubts.

Liu Ping stepped forward and handed her a card.

"Take it, this is your wedding present," he said.

Yana took a look at the card and said, "Soul Burning Hell!"

"That's right, because of some connection in fate, I need to get the blessing of you couple, are you willing to call me godfather? If you want, I have more gifts for you!" Liu Ping said.

Yana was silent for a while, looked at Medea, and said in a sarcastic tone: "What? Can this card really be given to me?"

"I can't interfere with Mr. Darkness's matter." Medea said.

Yana said: "Okay, since I can make the decision—"

She clenched the card tightly and squeezed it suddenly.

The whole card suddenly shattered.

All the souls imprisoned in it flew into the void immediately, and all fled away.

"Yana! You are shameless for giving you face!"

Medea's face turned pale with anger, and she took out a small knife and was about to cast a spell.

"fine!"

Liu Ping stopped her, and said with a smile, "It's just a card. I have endless cards and wealth, and I don't care about it."

"You really—"

"I really don't care, don't worry, it's all small things, I still have more things to give to the couple."

While talking, he took out all kinds of expensive gems and compared them to Yana, as if he was thinking about what to give her.

Lines of small burning characters quickly appeared in the void:
"You gave the card to Yana."

"Yana is a paladin of the holy camp, she will never kill, she has saved all souls."

"You assisted her in this."

"You have gained merit: 499 points."

perfect!

Yana must be acting like this!

Liu Ping glanced at the void, wondering how to get some merit.

Medea carefully observed Liu Ping's expression, and saw that there was no sign of impatience on his face, instead he seemed excited.

Her mood gradually calmed down.

No matter what destiny spell this boss wants to use, at least he has given real money!

That card is quite expensive.

It took Ms. Pain a long time to collect enough souls from the practice world, but he gave them to Yana with a wave of his hand!
Based on this alone, it was right to call out Aldrich and Yana.

"Go and call Aldrich!"

She said something to the void.

Soon.

At the end of the corridor came another handsome young man.

Aldrich!

He had already received the order, so he saluted Liu Ping respectfully at this moment: "Mr. Darkness, I am Aldrich, and I will soon become Yana's husband."

"What a fine lad! I'm very fond of you!"

Liu Ping patted him on the shoulder, and whispered: "Are you willing to call me godfather? I have endless benefits for you here."

Aldrich glanced at Medea, the mistress.

Medea hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

(End of this chapter)