purgatory artist

Chapter 88 The Holy Spirit, the Old God
dusk.

The sunset is like blood.

Startled by the sound of footsteps, Liu Ping opened his eyes.

The team leader hurried up the city wall and said out of breath, "Sorry, I have to bother you."

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"It's very important, we need to find the original location of the church." The team leader said.

"church?"

"Correct."

……

Liu Ping never imagined that his first job would be to help people find the original site of the church.

The leader of the team is a strong man with a Chinese face and a beard.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he opened a suspended light screen and said:
"I remember that the church in Dark Mist Town has changed its location several times, but there is no corresponding information on where it was built last time."

A deputy beside him said: "This kind of extremely remote stronghold, everyone has always paid little attention to it, and no one has collected information for a long time."

"This is a mistake in the company's work arrangement." The team leader said.

"Where there is no benefit, we will always be full of flaws like this." Another person said with emotion.

"So we have to be a bit brighter, do you understand?" the team leader said.

"Yes."

Everyone responded, and then all looked at Liu Ping.

——Liu Ping naturally knew what to do.

"plz follow me."

He led the entire combat team through the ruins, and finally arrived at the location of the church.

"It's here." Liu Ping said.

"Very well, Jason, it's up to you." The team leader said.

A tall and thin man came out, knelt on the ground and said softly: "Lord of Pain, I am your faithful servant. In this world of death and darkness, I call upon your will to descend."

Waited a few seconds.

The statue remained motionless, and nothing unusual appeared.

"wrong."

Jason stood up and walked around the statue a few times, his face suddenly changed.

"What's the matter, Jason?" the team leader asked.

"This statue does not have the power of God's attraction, it is abandoned." Jason said.

"Impossible, if the gods no longer care about Dark Mist Town, then we have already received the news—you wait, I will check." The team leader began to type quickly on the light screen.

Liu Ping watched quietly from the side.

A line of small burning characters appeared in front of his eyes:

"Don't worry, when you absorbed the power of the statue, this sequence opened up many barriers in time, and the Goddess of Pain did not see your true appearance."

Liu Ping immediately felt relieved.

The team leader was busy for a while, as if he had received some message, he announced loudly: "Turn on the transmitter, let's invite another statue."

He stood up and announced to everyone:
"The god didn't give up on Dark Mist Town. The gods here were desecrated by monsters, so they lost their ability to attract."

Everyone around breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, since there is no problem, everyone will start working, and it will be dark in half an hour. If anyone loses the chain, I will let him guard the outside of the city wall alone." The team leader roared.

The crowd dispersed, divided into several teams, and began to check equipment, distribute supplies, and determine functions.

They are doing pre-war preparations quickly and efficiently.

Liu Ping squatted in the temporary command room, staying with a painter.

His job is to point out the location of the original buildings in the town to the painter.

Liu Ping was a little puzzled.

——A small town that has become ruins, why should you care about its original layout?

The painter saw his doubts and explained:

"Every stronghold is selected by God, and the buildings and functions in it are also designated by God himself, and mortals cannot change it."

"Why is it so strict?" Liu Ping asked.

"Only buildings guided by the gods can resist the 'spread of death' and firmly occupy the ground, so that everything around the building will not be swallowed by the eternal night." The painter said without raising his head.

Liu Ping smacked for a moment, and gradually came to his senses.

Yes.

This is the Eternal Night and the Realm of Death.

I am afraid that only existences like gods know how to establish a stronghold of living people in the dead world.

"All valuable things should be designated by God." The team leader said piously.

"That should be recorded earlier." Liu Ping said.

The piety on the team leader's face disappeared immediately, and he shrugged: "Dark Fog Town is just the stronghold of the first scene of the practice world... It has been abandoned for a long time, and it has no value..."

Next, the painter asked in detail about those monsters who like to haunt in the dark.

Liu Ping said everything according to memory.

The painter quickly drew the monsters.

Whenever he paints a piece, the monster comes to life instantly and then returns to the painting.

When the scorpion girl appeared, everyone felt that it was okay, and they were busy with their own affairs.

"The combat strength is 130, which is not bad here."

The team leader looked at the light screen and said lazily.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Ping described the monster that appeared in the skyfall.

——The name is the master of crawling in nightmares, and his strength is unknown!

The painter quickly drew the monster.

When the monster jumped out of the drawing board and stood in the middle of the ruins, everyone stopped their work and looked towards it.

"Combat power...damn it, it can't be calculated in detail, it can only be rated as A-level." The team leader looked at the light screen and said.

He looked at everyone's reaction, and secretly winked at the painter.

The painter quickly collected the painting.

The monster disappears.

Everyone gradually regained their senses and were busy with the work at hand again.

"Your painting is really amazing." Liu Ping said in admiration.

Also.

Why didn't I think about learning to draw?
Learn it later.

"It's just similar in shape, it doesn't have the strength of the monster itself." The painter laughed.

"Yeah, fortunately that monster has left——Liu Ping, it left Dark Mist Town, right?" the team leader asked loudly.

"Yes." Liu Ping knew what he meant, and replied loudly.

The surrounding atmosphere seems to be a little better.

Liu Ping added: "I'm telling the truth, that monster has already left here, heading for the depths of the world of death."

The team leader glanced at Liu Ping with an expression of approval.

Both he and Liu Ping were standing next to the painter, and he had seen a small "S" written by the painter on the album.

——S rank monster.

Now Liu Ping doesn't say anything, and cooperates with himself to stabilize the morale of the army, which is really very winky.

And Liu Ping had already noticed the team leader's reaction.

Judging from the opponent's busy cover-up, the S-rank should be more powerful than the A-rank.

——Don't they know that this guy is the old god?

"Yana, when this monster came last time, it claimed to take refuge in you." Liu Ping said quietly.

"Hmph, with its appearance, it also wants to mess with me?" Yana said.

Liu Ping said: "Strange, then why does it use your name..."

Yana said: "It is the existence of the nightmare era. It has been dormant for a long time after its defeat, and now it may see some hope... Don't think so much, the secrets in it are not something you can touch now."

The two communicated silently, but the team leader said loudly:

"By the way, Liu Ping, you are already a card master and our guide. Take me to the ruins of the bar to have a look. Let's discuss the distribution of the battle while watching."

"it is good."

Liu Ping led the team leader and walked towards the bar together.

This time, the team leader did not bring several other followers.

The two entered the ruins.

The team leader winked at Liu Ping, and said in a low voice, "Guard the door for me, I'm here to ask the company for reinforcements."

"No problem." Liu Ping went to stand at the door of the ruins.

I saw the team leader hiding behind a wall, and with a touch, a light screen suddenly lit up in front of him.

"I am the leader of the Tactical Assault Squad, number 02637, requesting to connect to the headquarters."

A female voice sounded on the light screen:
"Your permission has been passed, please wait for the connection."

There was a loud noise.

"--connected."

A scene suddenly appeared on the light screen.

Seeing that Wang Wei was covered in injuries, she asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

The team leader was stunned for a moment, and said falteringly: "We probably need reinforcements."

"There will be no reinforcements. The battle of gods has already begun, and the company is under heavy fire." Wang Wei said.

She moved her hand casually, and the screen turned to the other side.

The entire city was filled with thick smoke from explosions and destruction.

"You have to find a way to defend Dark Fog Town by yourself, that's it." Wang Wei clicked on the screen.

The screen went off immediately.

The team leader was dumbfounded.

After a while, he cursed: "Damn! How can I hold on to this!"

suddenly.

His headset rang again.

"Boss, the second reconstruction team is here with the church statue card."

"Huh? Great!"

The team leader and Liu Ping strode out of the ruins of the bar together.

The two looked up to the sky and saw a large transport plane flying from the sky.

After a while.

The rebuilding team officially joins the town defense.

These people were busy strengthening the steel city wall as soon as they arrived, and some people were assigned to set up large-scale long-range attack equipment in the town, and specially set up teleportation equipment, took over a brand new statue, and placed it on the flat ground where the church was located. .

"This statue needs the power of a card master to activate it, so I'll leave it to you." The team leader said.

"Let me try."

Liu Ping put his hand on the statue of the Goddess of Pain.

Lines of burning small characters emerged:
"The other party is confirming your identity."

"Identity confirmed."

"The statue is activated!"

In an instant, the statue turned into a ray of light, circled around the church a few times, and finally dispersed with a bang, sinking into the church like snowflakes.

The church suddenly lit up, and there was a faint movement.

Liu Ping opened the door and walked into the church.

I saw the statue of the Lady of Pain standing in the center of the church, surrounded by candles.

The sound of sacred singing came from the void, as if many people were standing here, singing and praising the goddess.

In front of the statue of the goddess, there are two rows of statues, all of which are unknown existences of different shapes.

They guard the goddess of pain.

Yana's voice sounded: "Look, she is also very particular about style, do you understand?"

"Why?"

"Sense of ritual—what church of gods dare to ignore the sense of ritual?"

"You made me pay attention to style, so you want me to become a god?"

"Don't you want to become stronger? Don't you want people to call you the respected Lord Ugly God." Yana asked back.

"I want to be strong, but I don't want to be an ugly god." Liu Ping said.

At this time, he suddenly smelled a fragrance.

He walked into the side hall following the smell, and saw a rectangular mahogany table filled with all kinds of food and drinks.

A line of small burning characters floated in the void:

"Replenishment table."

"Take it as you use it, and it can provide food for ten people at a time."

Liu Ping took a sip of a bowl of broth, frowned, and walked towards the garden again.

The garden has a fountain and a path leading to the lounge.

—That's all the supplies.

In the void, rows of small burning characters reappeared:
"You are a saint."

"Because of your existence, there are already priests in Dark Mist Town."

"The most basic functions of the church are activated."

"The idol began to emit light."

Liu Ping walked out quickly and returned to the hall, and indeed saw wisps of white light emerging from the statue of the Goddess of Pain, illuminating the surroundings, looking solemn and solemn.

When the light shone on his body, a sense of enlightenment immediately emerged in Liu Ping's heart.

Under the shroud of light, all Eternal Night monsters could not attack themselves.

He thought for a while and took a few steps back.

—The light immediately failed to shine on him.

It's amazing.

This comes from the light on the sculpture, which can only reach a distance of three meters at most.

Another piece of information surfaced in Liu Ping's mind.

——If he can protect this place well, and let more and more souls join him, then the scope of this light will expand.

At this time, the voice of the team leader came from outside the church:

"Five seconds countdown."

"five,"

"Four,"

"three,"

"two,"

"one."

"Eternal night has come."

"Repeat, eternal night has come!"

"Everyone is ready to fight!"

(End of this chapter)