Infernal Artist

church.

The black church stands on a lonely peak, obscured by deep clouds and mist, so that no one can see its location.

This is hundreds of thousands of miles away from York City, at the other end of the Kingdom of Ceylon.

The ritual of the gods has come to an end.

Under the altar, the wailing sounds of all believers have disappeared.

Both the believers and the sacrificed souls have turned into numerous bones, piling up in mountains under the altar.

All have dissipated and ceased to exist.

Only the extremely pure soul power is still lingering in the hands of the statue of the god in the center of the altar.

The statue suddenly spit out a mouthful of gray-white mist.

A heavy voice floated around the altar:

"The last remaining card in the sequence has been activated."

Paused for a few breaths.

The ball of soul light flashing with majestic power floated and gradually submerged into a stone scale.

The heavy voice sounded again:

"Everything has to start over from that era... Fortunately... all history has been fixed for a long time."

A blazing light burst out from the scales.

This light rushed into the dark night sky, quickly swept across the sky, and flew in an extremely far-reaching direction.

On the silent altar, the voice sounded for the last time:

"Any intruder can only succumb to the pace of history - because time and space have long been locked and cannot be changed."

…

the other side.

In front of the city gate of York.

"I have just told you all the essentials of False God Slaying. Next, you should pay attention to the following points..."

Liu Ping spoke seriously, and Zhao Chanyi listened carefully, asking questions from time to time.

Zhao Chanyi's expression suddenly changed and she whispered: "They are almost here, I can already smell the smell of fire on them."

Liu Ping stopped explaining.

He stood up and looked under the city wall.

I saw that Zhao Mingguang had gathered everyone and formed an array in front of the city gate.

Liu Ping made a slight leap, jumped down, stood next to Zhao Mingguang, and whispered: "Have you ever said the number of enemies?"

"No." Zhao Mingguang also whispered.

"Very good, let's go and win this battle." Liu Ping said.

Zhao Mingguang's eyes lit up and he asked, "Are you going to show everyone your identity as a Paladin?"

Liu Ping paused and explained: "Actually... in our world, the word Paladin is probably different from what you know."

"What do you mean by Paladin?" Zhao Mingguang asked puzzledly.

Liu Ping leaned over and whispered something in his ear.

Zhao Mingguang was shocked and stared at Liu Ping with an expression of disbelief.

Liu Ping nodded, patted his shoulder and said, "Believe me, I will fight with you."

In the wilderness outside the city.

One devil after another appears.

They have bodies similar to humans, but the surface of their bodies is covered with shiny black skin, their hands are like sharp bone spurs, and their mouths are full of fangs.

——Eat ghosts.

This is a kind of low-level soldier in the Devil Legion. The skin of his body can protect him from damage caused by long-range attacks to a certain extent. He fights fiercely and cruelly.

one.

two.

Six or seven.

...Full fifty Ghost Eaters appeared in everyone's sight.

The moment they discovered the human professionals, they accelerated their speed and charged towards everyone with all their strength.

Among the professionals, someone whispered:

"It seems like there are too many and it's hard to deal with."

Liu Ping and Zhao Guangming just did not hear.

——In fact, this is just the vanguard of the Devil Legion.

The devils were getting closer.

Their speed is getting faster and faster, and the roaring sound caused by the charge is getting louder and louder——

One hundred meters.

Fifty meters.

Forty meters!

Zhao Guangming drew his weapon and shouted:

"Ready—artillery—fire!"

boom--

Two hot shells flew out.

In the midst of lightning and flint, a halo of light suddenly spread out from under Liu Ping's feet, covering everything within forty meters.

Forty meters of summoning halo!

"Punch them through." Liu Ping said calmly.

Looking down from the sky, I saw two cannonballs with Liu Ping as the center of the circle, rapidly accelerating and rotating, and finally turned into two lines of fire, slamming into the group of demons.

boom! ! !

The two shells collided at an unparalleled speed, creating a strong explosion and shock wave.

Amidst the screams, the broken limbs of the ghost-eating corpses were flying all over the sky.

The human professionals burst into cheers.

Morale is available!

Liu Ping casually pulled out a war spear and said loudly: "Go! Kill the enemy and you will be rewarded!"

The professionals cheered up and rushed towards the remaining ghost eaters.

At the critical moment when this battle begins——

Changes occur suddenly!

A flash of light suddenly flew from the distant sky, like a waterfall sweeping across the sky and earth, instantly traveling across the sky and shooting downwards.

This light directly enveloped the entire city of York, as well as a radius of dozens of kilometers around York City.

The whole world froze.

Lines of burning small characters were refreshed crazily and appeared in front of Liu Ping:

"Spiritual magic: time and space coverage."

"This technique has taken effect."

"The time and history of this place are fixed by the evil god."

"Current time: December 9, 37th year of the Ceylon calendar."

"You jumped one day into the future and arrived directly at tomorrow in history."

"The current time has changed."

"You and your men have arrived at a time in history: December 10, 37 Ceylon Calendar."

"In history, this day is the moment when the city of York fell and was massacred."

Everything around him disappeared, suddenly changed, and appeared in front of everyone again.

All the Devouring Ghosts in front have disappeared.

Everyone froze in place and slowly looked back.

Behind them, the entire city of York was engulfed in flames.

Countless demons burned, killed and looted in the city.

The city of York is destroyed!

Liu Ping's pupils shrank suddenly and he couldn't help shouting: "What is going on?"

A line of burning small characters quickly appeared:

"You go back to the past, but in reality, everything that happened in the past will be repeated."

"The evil god used his own power to move your time forward by one day, allowing you to arrive at the day when the city of York was destroyed in history."

"Current number of devils: 790."

"Notice!"

"The devil is summoning a powerful leader to come and collect the souls of all humans in York City!"

Liu Ping glanced at it, but heard a "plop" sound behind him.

He turned around and saw Zhao Guangming kneeling on the ground, saying in despair: "It's over, it's all over... There are so many devils, the city has been destroyed, we are dead."

Other professionals also looked ashen.

After a lot of effort, many fortifications were placed on the city wall. After killing a wave of people, they could originally defend the city. If not, they could still fight in the streets.

now.

The entire city fell into the hands of the devil.

How to fight this?

Liu Ping was silent for a moment and said quickly: "Can the task be changed?"

"Okay." Serial said.

"Since the city of York is destined to be destroyed in history, we immediately change the mission to: recover the city of York."

"Release mission——"

"Recover York City."

"The mission description is: All professionals must unite around Knight Commander Liu Ping. He will protect all of you with the power of the 'Paladin' from being killed by the devil. When you follow him to regain York City, you will receive double Gem reward.”

Liu Ping thought for a moment and then added:

"Add a description. The difficulty of this task is: easy."

"The task is being released." Sequence said.

The next moment.

All the professionals' expressions changed and they all looked into the void in front of them.

They quickly read all the task prompts.

"Paladin?"

"Protecting us from death?"

"The difficulty level is easy? It doesn't look like it."

The professionals were in a commotion.

Liu Ping called in a low voice: "Zhao Chanyi."

A female voice sounded:

"I am here."

"Come here in person," Liu Ping said.

"Okay-" Zhao Chanyi said.

In the sky, a light and graceful huge figure quietly landed in front of Liu Ping.

This is a demon cat over three meters tall, with boiling and twisted gray flames all over its body. Its astonishing power is like strong wind, which can almost blow people away.

"Level 30 monster!" someone shouted.

Liu Ping reached out and stroked the demon cat's head, then turned around and said, "Everyone, follow me."

"yes!"

All the professionals said excitedly.

"How to fight?" the demon cat asked in a low voice.

"You don't care about anything, just take care of my safety." Liu Ping said.

"Can they do it?"

"As long as I'm here, it's okay."

At this moment, the devils had discovered what was going on outside the city.

A group of two-horned monsters with flames on their bodies and bat wings on their backs waved their long forks and attacked everyone.

"Kill!" Liu Ping ordered.

All the professionals swarmed forward and rushed towards the group of devils.

The two sides suddenly came into contact with each other!

During the fight, wisps of warm and soft white light fell on the professionals, and also on the devils.

In the melee, people continued to be injured.

But the professionals were surprised to find that as the battle progressed, their injuries could always heal quickly.

As for the devils——

The wounds on their bodies are also constantly healing, but each time they heal, their combat effectiveness becomes weaker.

A few minutes later.

An entire group of Winged Demons were wiped out.

However, even when they were dying, there were no wounds on their bodies.

Those divine lights shrouded them all the time.

The battle is over.

All professionals returned to Liu Ping.

"Are you confident now?" Liu Ping said calmly.

"Yes!" The crowd roared in response.

"That's pretty much it." Liu Ping said.

In the void in front of him, lines of burning small characters quickly remained there:

"You silently cast the Holy Chanting Technique continuously."

"Your soul power value: -1, -1, -1, -1..."

"You unleashed the power of saving lives and healing wounds."

"You have gained soul power: +1, +2, +5, +3, +7..."