purgatory artist

Chapter 509 Return
Tentacles scurry all over the sky.

The silver-haired old man held a handful of cards, kept dodging, and at the same time threw the cards in his hand——

Those cards turned into spells, weapons, followers, traps, space arrays, etc., to resist every incoming tentacles.

After the initial flurry, the silver-haired old man slowly found his rhythm.

He even had time to light a cigarette, and said to Liu Ping, "There are only so many cracks in space, that guy's body can't get through."

"So it's okay for us to live beyond 12 hours?" Liu Ping asked.

"It now looks like it should be."

The silver-haired old man smiled gently.

In mid-air, a golden shield was smashed by the tentacles, lost all its luster, and fell to the ground like broken copper.

The silver-haired old man's eyes twitched.

This is another great loss, the repair of this shield will cost him [-] gold coins!
……12 hours.

Persist for 12 hours, and when all the cracks in the space are healed, and no more nightmare monsters appear, the offensive and defensive alliance contract between yourself and the opponent is over.

Medea is transforming.

As soon as the alliance contract is over, he and Medea will fight with all their strength!

Must kill this guy!

The silver-haired old man gritted his teeth.

Even if it's for the Sword God entourage card of the Six Paths of Samsara on his body, he must be killed!
"What are you thinking?" Liu Ping asked.

The silver-haired old man picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and said quite gracefully:

"I didn't think about anything, I just thought that if we knew that monster couldn't pass through the space crack, we wouldn't be disappointed by it, so that we didn't even enjoy the card war."

"Isn't it fun?" Liu Ping asked.

"Of course, we originally gambled a lot of cards—now we have to stop." The silver-haired old man said regretfully.

Liu Ping looked towards the void.

As the silver-haired old man said, the crack in space has reached its limit and will not continue to expand.

Right now, the other devils are dead.

The only ones left alive are Medea, the silver-haired old man and herself.

but--

It's not that simple.

The underground space of the nightmare layer world is no longer what it used to be.

All the humans surrounding the wall turned into skeletons.

There was even a monster lurking, which was finally lured away by Li Changxue, Yana and Maria.

This proves that the place has fallen.

Monsters from the nightmare layer have occupied the underground space where humans hide!

Liu Ping couldn't help sighing.

What should we do now?
Humans in the nightmare world have that last chance——

"...sometimes history is messed up because something from the past is left unresolved."

"Yes."

"This is the opportunity for us humans?"

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

"What's the question?"

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

qualifications.

Liu Ping looked into the void, and saw lines of burning small characters floating there:

"You have created the 'Gui Zang Most Sheng Wu Ji Jing'."

"By virtue of this merit, you have given the vast number of reincarnated beings in the six realms infinite benefits, and you can be called a transcendent existence."

"You have a saint-level title: the icon before the tide."

Liu Ping clenched his fists tightly.

I obtained that qualification, but the human world that survived the nightmare layer was breached!
Now it has become a den of monsters.

As for that chance——

The only chance—

Maybe it's gone too?

Liu Ping thought about it, and suddenly said: "That's not right."

Thinking back carefully, that old voice has not changed, he is still in that place.

It's just because he doesn't have the Holy Spirit in him, so he refuses to give himself the opportunity.

That is to say-

Even if the entire underground human hiding place is captured, there are still survivors alive.

They are waiting for themselves!

Liu Ping closed his eyes, recalling the past scene again in his mind.

In the Underworld of the Nightmare Layer.

All the humans on the wall turned their heads and looked at themselves.

The woman choked up and said: "Humans...humans... have no way to go..."

Under the reflection of the fire, the whole world is silent.

On the wall, countless eyes gathered, all staring at himself and the woman.

What did you say at that time?
Said himself——

"It's okay. I'm here this time to find a way. I hope you will give me this chance."

"You...the last ray of soul..." the woman looked at herself and said.

"Yeah, I seem to have died countless times, and this is the last reincarnation, but what does it matter, after all, someone has to figure out a way—"

"Death is nothing more than me."

Then what?

The woman held up the torch and shouted to everyone:
"He came for endless secrets, to defeat all monsters who want to eat our souls and enslave us, everyone please help him!"

Liu Ping suddenly opened his eyes.

Yes.

They are all doing themselves a favor!

But now, their place has been captured by monsters.

"..."

Liu Ping patted the mask silently.

On the face of hell flashed endless vicious faces of ghosts and gods, constantly flashing, exchanging, and covering.

"Have you thought about it? If you want that kind of ability, you will definitely face real danger. Maybe we won't be able to save you."

A ghostly voice sounded from the mask.

Liu Ping was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Many people have helped me before, now is the time for me to help them—hope I can save them in time."

The nagging voices of ghosts and gods sounded in Liu Ping's ears:

"You should think about it."

"It's more dangerous over there than here."

"Nine deaths and a lifetime."

"It's too difficult, you will definitely die."

"Don't bet your life..."

Liu Ping said softly: "Death is the only thing I can do."

next moment.

The face of the evil spirit on the mask froze suddenly.

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

"The gods of hell have given you a ghostly ability:"

"Wall Splitting Technique."

"Explanation: This is a magical skill of space, which can completely smash the barrier between two adjacent spaces."

"——from a ghost next door surnamed Wang. It was granted godhood because it created this technique, but because of its wrong use, it can only suffer in hell."

Liu Ping stretched out his hand and pressed it into the void.

"Brothers, I know you are all strong, but can you come up with a decent name next time?"

He said helplessly.

"Hmph, we only pay attention to the effect, and we can't think of a fancy name!" The voice of ghosts and gods sounded from the mask.

Liu Ping shrugged, and gently pushed his hand forward——

Ripples appeared in the void.

next moment.

The silver-haired old man suddenly turned his head to look at him, and shouted in shock and anger, "What are you doing!"

Liu Ping said: "I have a little plan."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a large piece of void falling to the ground like broken glass.

The space has been opened up!

"Nightmare layer world! Damn it! Why do you drag me along if you want to commit suicide!" The silver-haired old man felt like he was going crazy.

Almost at the same time, Liu Ping turned into a bloody skeleton.

He put on the Nightmare Embrace, and ran towards the depths of the underground passage like an afterimage.

All the tentacles that came up along the way were slapped casually by him, and they were immediately isolated in other spaces, unable to touch him at all.

The ghost mask made a surprised voice:

"Huh? You seem to have pushed my wall splitting technique to a new category, which can be used to isolate the enemy."

"I will teach you later." Liu Ping said.

"Why can you create another magical skill on the basis of mine?" Ghost asked puzzled.

"Because there is nothing in the world that I don't know about Taoism and all kinds of skills."

While speaking, Liu Ping had two short knives with dim yellow light in his hands.

The knife flashed.

He turned into a howling wind of ice, blowing through the long corridor, and came to the end of the road.

All tentacles were dismembered behind him.

He rushed forward for a long distance like a line of blood, and finally appeared on the edge of the cliff.

Below is the rushing river of blood.

In the blood river, human corpses floated up and down, releasing spells from time to time and flying towards the bank.

Terrans are at war with nightmare monsters!

Liu Ping's spirit lifted.

Sure enough, the people here are not dead yet!
At that time, the old man urged himself to leave, also to protect himself.

In a flash, he disappeared from the spot and appeared on a small island on the Blood River.

"It's you?"

A few humans covered in blood said in surprise.

An old voice sounded at the same time: "You bastard, didn't I let you go? Why are you back?"

Liu Ping smiled, and said, "I'm not used to being protected, let me do things like killing enemies."

A figure fell beside him.

Silver-haired old man.

He looked around gloomyly, and said in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Liu Ping gave a thumbs up with a smile and said, "According to the terms of the offensive and defensive alliance, when faced with a critical situation, you are in charge of attacking, and I am in charge of defending—let's go!"

The silver-haired old man twitched his face, and just about to refuse, Liu Ping suddenly whispered in his ear:
"To tear up the contract is to fall into the eternal night. I just have a piece of latest information about the eternal night to tell you."

"What?" the silver-haired old man asked.

"Soon, Yongye will be overwhelmed by the tide of nightmares." Liu Ping said.

The silver-haired old man's head was full of veins, and his face changed again and again.

——If the other party is telling the truth, then I can't tear up the contract at all.

Unless you want to seek death in the eternal night!
"You can guard it yourself, I will not be responsible if you are killed by a monster."

The silver-haired old man threw down a sentence, and in a flash, he rushed towards the group of tentacles dancing wildly on the opposite bank.

There is no way, we must attack, otherwise we will sleep forever.

Yong Ye will be submerged!
asshole.

What an asshole!
——Why is this happening! ! !

The silver-haired old man released all his anger in the spell.

(End of this chapter)