purgatory artist

Chapter 69
"Okay, that's the end of the chat, we have to complete the last step, and then you will become a card master." Prisoner said.

"What is it?" Liu Ping asked.

"I will start summoning the servant god for you now." Prison Spirit said.

"A servant of God?"

"Yes, it's also called Samurai God - Samurai God is born with the ability to enslave all living beings, and will help you turn your subjects into cards."

"...I thought Samurai was a kind of god."

"No, the card master is the candidate god, because the card master has been recognized by the gods and the rules, and has been separated from the general public—it's just that very few card masters can really ascend to the position of god."

As the Hell Spirit spoke, he pulled out a book with a black cover from the void.

"Come on, tell me your conditions, and I will summon several servants for you, and you will choose each other."

"I want to tell you some of my pre-requirements for God of Samurai?" Liu Ping asked.

"Yes, choosing to serve God is very important. When you grow up, the servant will also grow, so please be careful."

Liu Ping pondered for a while and said: "Before that, I want to know what kind of existence it is to serve God."

Prison Spirit said: "I can only give you the most basic explanation:"

"Some of the gods come from beings with this talent. They may have been extremely special beings, or they may have been gods and demons of the past, or they may be ancient spirits, or they may be some unknown existence that even I don't know the origin of— —”

"These existences are all dead, and they have their own flaws, so they cannot be qualified as card masters. Only by becoming a servant can they embark on the road of becoming stronger again."

"Let's get started, tell us your requirements for the God of Samurai, and I will select a few for you to come."

Liu Ping thought for a while, and said, "I want those beings who were least willing to become servants to come."

The prison spirit looked at him quietly and asked, "Why do you want to set such a condition?"

Liu Pingdao: "Unreconciled is a precious temperament, especially after death, after becoming a servant--"

"This kind of temperament proves how outstanding its owner is. Only such an outstanding guy can barely keep up with me. Otherwise, ordinary servants really can't follow me." Liu Ping said.

"You have never been a card master, why do you feel that ordinary servants can't follow you?" Hell Spirit asked puzzled.

"A little bit of experience." Liu Ping spread his hands.

"...Okay, I'll call those beings who have strong unwillingness in their hearts." Prison Spirit said.

It pressed its hand on the black book and whispered an obscure spell.

As the sound of the incantation became louder, layers of dreamlike gray fog gradually appeared around.

These gray fogs were connected together and turned into walls that soared into the sky.

The wall was tens of meters high, and it gradually isolated the surrounding area, enclosing Prisoner and Liu Ping.

The curse sound suddenly stopped.

"They're coming!" the prison spirit whispered.

Liu Ping looked at the surrounding walls, and saw clusters of gray mist forming on the walls, turning them into smooth mirror surfaces.

In the mirror, existences of different shapes gradually appeared.

These existences looked at Liu Ping one after another.

On the wall on the left side of Liu Ping, a group of burly men with bare upper body appeared.

They stood together and looked towards Liu Ping.

"A clown—a clown who pleases others and wants to be the master we serve?"

The leading strong man let out a thunderous growl.

Liu Pingdao: "The clown is just a fighting character. In fact, my ideal is to make everyone happy."

The strong man showed a contemptuous smile, shook his head and said, "Shallow guy."

He turned and walked towards the depths of the mirror, and the strong men around him followed immediately.

——The wall turned into a blank.

They are gone.

Liu Ping shrugged helplessly, and said in a low voice, "There's nothing wrong with being happy."

At this time, a voice came from the wall on the right: "The really superficial ones are the group of brainless guys. It is such a precious thing to be happy in the eternal night, they don't understand at all."

Liu Ping turned his head to look.

On that wall, a giant covered in spikes was outlined in the gray mist.

The giant's eyes were burning with flames, and he was looking down at Liuping.

"You agree with my idea?" Liu Ping asked.

The giant slowly squatted down and said seriously: "Yes, we will enslave all the subjects together. Their flesh, skin and bones are our food, and their souls must cry before you and me. When they are with us, Having to get down on your knees and talk to us—I totally get the joy of that, clown, we're all the same."

Liu Ping looked at the giant, and saw lines of small characters appearing above its head:

"Ogre King, ??"

"It is an ancient demigod who feeds on all living beings. It naturally knows how to make living beings into cards. After death, it is not willing to exist as a dead person, so it embarked on the road of becoming a patron saint."

Liu Ping coughed lightly and said, "Looks like I have to explain. My name is Liu Ping, and the clown is just my combat role. What's more, the joy I'm talking about doesn't mean cannibalism or howling."

The giant showed disappointment, shook his head and said, "You are not the card master I am looking for."

He retreated step by step into the depths of the gray mist, gradually disappearing on the wall.

The departure of two servant gods in a row immediately caused many whispers among the servant gods.

Liu Ping looked around.

On the opposite wall, a bald man sitting on a huge skeleton looked down at him, shook his head and said:

"A card master who can become a clown has already discarded the most basic sense of shame. He is not the person I am looking for."

Gray mist surged.

The samurai also disappeared from the wall.

One after another, the samurai kept disappearing.

In the end, only five servants remained on the wall.

A man with countless purple lights on his back looked at Liu Ping, and said:

"It's not impossible to want me to be your servant, but I have one condition."

"Please tell me." Liu Ping said.

"If you were in the past—you wouldn't even see someone like me. From now on, you have to listen to me in everything." The man said.

Liu Ping didn't speak.

He tightly closed his lips and looked at the servants on the wall one by one.

After counting interest.

"You, you, and you, and you, you all go."

Liu Ping pointed to the man with the purple glow on his back, and the other three servants.

The man looked at him deeply and said, "You will regret it."

Together with the other three servants, he sank into the gray mist and disappeared into the depths of the wall.

All walls are empty.

Only the last servant remained, standing quietly on the wall behind Liu Ping.

Liu Ping turned around and looked at the servant, and said softly, "You haven't left yet, I guess you have some kind of consideration, say it, and see if we can choose each other."

It was a woman in a long black dress with a pure white mask on her face, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly.

Boundless darkness enveloped her body, and even the gray mist was repelled, making it impossible to approach her body at all.

Lines of small burning words appeared above her head:

"The Lord of Torment."

"??????,????,??????"

"The name of the god."

"—According to the information we collected, she should be engaged in a divine battle with the Goddess of Pain. I don't know why she suddenly appeared here and became a servant."

A moment of silence.

The goddess in a black dress said: "The servants you have selected are extremely unwilling, so I will appear here. As for why I haven't left-"

"Because I want to watch from the sidelines and see if you are really ready to conquer such a group of strongest servants."

"But in the end, you didn't succeed."

Liu Pingdao: "On the contrary, I feel that I have successfully rejected them."

The woman said: "Your deck is joy, and your character is a clown. Shouldn't you please everyone?"

"There is a problem involved here."

"what?"

"I'm not happy."

"It matches your deck, but clowns are laughed at. I haven't planned to accept such a card master yet."

"People never have only one side, so I'm not just a clown."

"Is that why you want me to be your servant?"

"Yes, I hope I can give it a chance."

"Why did you choose me?"

"I'm happy."

"If you want me to be your servant, you have to please me first."

"How can I make you happy?"

"You just said that people never have more than one side, and I agree with that—but I don't see what else you can be other than a clown."

"It takes a long time to see people's hearts, and you can gradually understand me."

"I can't wait that long, why don't you prove it to me now—"

The woman grabbed it casually, took out a card from the void, and displayed it in front of Liu Ping.

"Go, if you can prove yourself, I will be your servant."

Liu Ping looked at the card, only to see a scene he had never seen before on this card.

(End of this chapter)