Infernal Artist

"You activated Card Book: Death Couple."

"Young man: Li Yuan was called a death doll by your card book."

"You have dismissed this call."

All the burning small characters were collected and slowly disappeared into the void.

Liu Ping walked forward along the street and murmured:

"——The old man is quite good. He takes money to do things, kills when he is weak, and cowards when he is strong. This is the big brother of a mixed society."

Twenty minutes later.

He stood before the dark spire.

Looking up——

The top of the dark spire was submerged deep into the clouds and could not be seen at all.

This makes it impossible to determine whether there is a sacred atonement card hidden inside the eaves.

The surrounding area is heavily guarded.

If you fly up and look for that card, you will probably be discovered and alert the devil.

It would be a good idea to fly up, take a look and then run away.

But now I can’t run back to eternal night——

The head of the regiment, Menghu and the others are still investigating matters related to the prisoners.

You can't cause trouble for them as soon as you come up.

Liu Ping sighed and looked towards the entrance in front of the minaret.

I saw several long and dense queues at the gate of the minaret.

Someone shouted loudly:

"Slave selection is about to begin. Don't crowd. Everyone should line up. If you don't line up, be careful that the devil will eat you in one bite!"

Liu Ping's expression moved slightly.

The old man's words echoed in his ears again:

"Even those who are shortlisted will be rewarded, which is a chance to soar into the sky..."

He thought for a moment, stepped forward, and joined the queue.

Soon.

"Name?"

"Li Yuan."

"Identify card."

"Give."

"Verification passed, okay, let's go in."

Liu Ping walked into the minaret hall.

I saw nearly a hundred humans standing here, some old and some young, with the largest number being men in their prime.

Everyone stood nervously, no one dared to speak.

Liu Ping looked around.

I saw lines of small words emerging from people’s heads:

"Humanity;"

"Humanity;"

"Humanity;"

"Humanity;"

"Sacrificial Messenger;"

"Humanity;"

…

etc!

Liu Ping's eyes narrowed.

I saw the guy with the "Sacrifice Messenger" floating above his head. He looked no different from a normal person, except that he looked stronger.

——There are about seven or eight such guys mixed in the crowd.

Aren't you choosing slaves?

Why is it linked to sacrifice?

interesting……

Unexpectedly, I accidentally stumbled upon it and got a clue here.

I don’t know if the leader and the tiger have found any clues.

Liu Ping thought silently and simply moved slowly among the crowd until he came to a place near the corridor.

His fingers moved quickly.

The five cards disappeared immediately.

after awhile.

Almost three hundred people entered the first floor one after another.

A human in work clothes came over and said loudly: "Okay, the number of people is enough - now you start fighting and attack the people around you."

"The only rule is: whoever is still standing after ten minutes advances to the next round."

"start!"

As soon as the words fell——

The whole hall was in chaos.

People began to attack those around them crazily.

The other boy beside Liu Ping roared and punched him.

Bang!

A dull voice sounded.

Liu Ping was knocked out, hit the wall, fell to the ground again, and fell into a coma.

The young man was slightly startled.

——Since when can my punches knock people away?

and……

The direction of the flight seems wrong.

I obviously punched forward, but why did he fly to the corner on the right where there was no one there?

"This guy is so strong, let's hit him first!"

someone yelled.

Seven or eight people rushed towards the young man.

The young man didn't have time to think too much, so he could only face him bravely.

The whole scene is getting more and more chaotic.

Soon some people were beaten so badly that they could no longer stand up.

Liu Ping lay in the corner, squinting and observing carefully.

I saw those guys with "sacrificial messengers" floating above their heads, hiding among the frantically fighting crowd, calmly selecting targets.

Every time they attack, they will definitely take one life.

——So this is not selecting slaves, but selecting targets for sacrifice?

There was a hint of coldness in Liu Ping's eyes.

the other side.

A secret path that no one can see continues up the spiral staircase.

Norton stood at the front and whispered:

"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

Zhao Chanyi followed him, looking attentively and listening as she walked, and said:

"The fighting has started over at Liuping - there are no people on the upper level, and there are no devils. It's safe for now."

Yana was behind her and said after listening: "Hua Qingkong, let's give it a try."

"good."

Hua Qingkong responded, took out a silk thread and tied it on Yana's hand.

Yana looked at the silk thread in her hand and said: "I am Liu Ping's God of Service, and I am a person who collects cards specifically for him. If there are sacred cards here, fate should let them be connected with me."

The words just fell.

The silk thread stood up immediately, one end was connected to her hand, and the other end continued to spread toward the top of the spire.

"There are sacred cards!"

Everyone was refreshed.

Libertas said: "Stealing cards is my new level 20 skill. You only need to send me to the designated place and leave the rest to me."

"I hope so." Yana said.

"Let's go!" Norton said confidently.

The five of them continued towards the upper levels of the minaret along the secret path.

The first floor of the steeple.

Ten minutes passed.

The competition is over.

Those who died were dragged down and disappeared.

——But no one cares about this matter. After all, corpses always need to be disposed of.

A staff member began to count people:

"Let's see, after this fight, there are still 15 people standing, no, 16 people."

His eyes fell on the corner of the wall.

I saw a young man getting up from the ground with a smile.

Everyone also discovered the young man.

"It's really despicable to get away with it like this." Someone cursed.

"The rule is that the last person standing passes the test, so no matter what method he uses, as long as he passes the test," the staff member said.

Everyone couldn't help but remain speechless as they recalled it for a moment.

The rule is indeed this rule, but——

This is too treacherous!

The staff waved and said: "Okay, you go up to the second floor. This floor can let new people in. Once the 400 people are counted, the fight will start again!"

"yes!"

The fence at the door was released, and people lining up behind began to enter.

Liu Ping and others who passed the first stage entered the second floor along the corridor.

The second floor is different from the first floor.

As soon as you walk in, you feel like you are walking into a dense jungle.

If you stand on tiptoe and look into the distance, you can even see a high mountain covered with snow.

A staff member stood beside the big tree and said loudly:

"Okay, hurry up!"

"You, you, and you, you are in one group, and they are in another group."

"The first group escaped, the second group chased them."

"The end of the race is on the snow mountain, and the first group of people to successfully reach there can enter the third level;"

"As for the second group, those who kill people can pass."

"Now."

"The first group will go to the forest first, and the second group will leave in ten minutes—"

Liu Ping looked around and saw that everyone was a little confused.

"start!"

the staff yelled.

Half of the people suddenly ran forward.

Liu Ping was placed in the second group.

He stood there and waited silently until the staff shouted:

"The chase begins!"

Everyone rushed forward, trying to catch up with the first group that had escaped.

Liu Ping was also among them, secretly guarding against the sacrificial messengers while running forward.

Soon, as if they were afraid that people from the same group would steal their heads, the crowd slowly dispersed and chased forward along different roads.

Liu Ping turned onto a narrow path and saw two sacrificial envoys following behind him.

Before he could speak, the two men looked at each other, and one of them quietly left and walked in another direction.

Liu Ping understood this.

——He became the prey of the man who stayed behind.

As expected, the sacrificial envoy smiled and said, "We are all in the hunting group, and we have to fight with the first group."

"Yes." Liu Ping said.

The sacrificial messenger continued: "It would be more dangerous for one person to kill one person. How about I help you kill one person, and you help me kill one person. In this way, we are always two to one and relatively safe. What do you think?"

"Good idea." Liu Ping said.

"What attack methods are you good at?" the sacrificial messenger asked.

"As you saw just now, I can only hide on the ground and pretend to be dead, and use the rules to pass. I'm actually not good at fighting or anything like that." Liu Ping said with a smile.

Before he finished speaking, a knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

Shadow knife.

On the long knife, bright red blood slowly dripped.

"Why is there blood on your knife?" the sacrificial messenger asked curiously.

"You can take a guess," Liu Ping said.

The sacrificial messenger suddenly stopped moving.

Liu Ping sighed and said, "I just said that I will only use the rules to get through."

"The rule is: 'Those who kill people can pass.'"

“So I’ll pass by killing you.”

The words fell.

The head of the sacrificial messenger rolled to the ground.

It's dead.

Lines of small burning characters emerged from the void:

"You performed the vacuum slash technique."

"You killed the opponent and gained 50 points of soul power, which is converted into 5% experience points."

The long knife shook, and all the blood was blown away.

Liu Ping's voice turned cold and he continued: "Those who try to hunt down the first group will be killed by you from behind during the tracking process."

"The people in the first group only care about escaping for their lives and will not guard against the people in the same group around them. They will also be killed by the people around them."

"What a great idea."

"so--"

"I'll lend you my head."