Infernal Artist

Liu Ping was a little surprised.

A practitioner's awakening of supernatural powers is always generated immediately, and I have never heard of any delay.

I didn't expect that Sequence could go to the void to exchange magical powers, and it would take two hours.

"By the way, now that my hexagram technique has been exchanged, can I still practice it again in the future?" he asked.

A line of small characters appeared quickly:

"Of course. What I exchange is the knowledge, experience, skills, abilities and achievements you have acquired. If you have the ability to practice it again, then it is equivalent to learning a new skill yourself."

Liu Ping took out a coin and flicked it with his fingers, causing it to spin rapidly on his fingertips.

"It's strange... I really can't seem to perform the three, six, or nine copper coin hexagrams, but I clearly remember all the knowledge related to the hexagrams, and I can practice them back at any time."

he murmured.

Ding!

The coins were thrown out, rolled a few times on the ground, and stood still.

Two lines of small characters appeared in front of Liu Ping's eyes:

"If you exchange anything else, you will lose it, but knowledge is different from secret exchanges. Knowledge can only be exchanged through copying, so -"

"Knowledge is the cheapest and most expensive, even priceless."

Liu Ping nodded silently.

If you say so, knowledge is indeed priceless.

Although it is difficult for others to understand the knowledge of hexagrams, I can understand it at a glance.

I can keep practicing the hexagram technique and use it to exchange things in the void.

——Can this be done?

There was silence in the void for a while, and then a line of small words appeared:

"Very few people can master the hexagram technique. If you can reach the peak again, you can still use it to exchange for other magical powers."

When Liu Ping saw these words, he suddenly felt very good.

——Life is settled.

He jumped up from the ground and began to experience the feeling after building the foundation.

Abundant spiritual power slowly flows out from the Dantian, filling all the meridians around the body.

Foundation building period!

From now on, the lifespan will be increased to one hundred and fifty years, and the total amount of spiritual power will also increase several times.

——Finally we can continue fighting!

Even at certain critical moments, Liu Ping can activate those life-consuming spells without having to worry about dying on the spot.

"I remember when I was building the foundation, there was no grudge between demons and humans, and many friends came to congratulate..."

"We drank until dawn that day."

Liu Ping murmured.

With a smile on his face, he was silent for a while, shook his head, and looked around.

The world is in ruins.

——Since when did the human race and demons start to become separated?

Liu Ping suppressed his thoughts, went straight to the bar, and stood in front of the phone booth again.

Yes.

This is a phone booth, a technological communication tool with a transparent private space.

Liu Ping was a little helpless.

——I don’t have something called a “telephone number”, so I’m afraid I won’t be able to activate such a thing.

Wait, let me study it more carefully.

He began to review the common sense of the world related to communications in his mind.

Jingle Bell--

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Liu Ping raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Why is the phone ringing when I haven't done anything yet?

Who is calling?

Jingle bell bell bell! Jingle bell bell bell!

The phone kept ringing.

Liu Ping hesitated for a moment, then opened the glass door of the phone booth, walked in, and picked up the receiver.

——My official identity was given by the bartender.

In other words, as long as you still want to use the official identity of "Dark Mist Night Watchman", you must keep in touch with the person on the other end of the phone line.

"Hello, who is this person across from you?" he asked politely.

"The bartender is dead?" the other person asked immediately.

"Yes." Liu Ping said.

"If you don't expect me to appear, please exit the phone booth and wait patiently for ten seconds." The other person said.

"Okay." Liu Ping said.

He put down the receiver and walked out of the phone booth.

Ten seconds passed in a blink of an eye.

The entire phone booth slowly folded up, spread out on the ground, and turned into metal parts. These parts began to reorganize at an extremely fast speed. constitute.

A humanoid object made entirely of silver metal appeared.

——According to the common sense gained by Liu Ping, this kind of thing is called a robot.

As soon as the robot appeared, it took out a black gun and pointed it at Liu Ping: "Nightwatchman Liu Ping, I want to check your ID card."

"Take it." Liu Ping handed his official identity card to the other party.

A metal tentacle stretched out from the robot's chest and clicked on the ID card. A light suddenly appeared from the ID card, sweeping from Liu Ping's head to the soles of his feet.

"The identity verification is correct, okay, don't be nervous, let's have a cigarette first."

The robot put away the gun and handed Liu Ping a cigarette.

"No, thank you." Liu Ping said.

"You're a boring newcomer," the robot said angrily.

It took steps, walked to the wall of the secret room, and began to climb up.

"Wait, where are you going?" Liu Ping asked.

"Do you know where the bartender died?" the robot said.

"On the floor of the bar, but he was already burnt." Liu Ping said.

"Burned? You carbon-based beings are too fragile to withstand any blow, but he has a lot of tricks up his sleeve, so he shouldn't die so easily," the robot said.

The two returned to the bar floor and looked at the charred body together.

The robot's eyes emitted a ray and scanned the corpse. Then it squatted down, pressed the corpse's head with its hand, and said, "Release this card."

Bang!

The corpse on the ground suddenly disappeared and turned into a floating card, held by the robot.

The card showed a man hiding in the dirt, holding a dummy in his hand and placing it on the ground.

Liu Ping stared at the card, and a line of words appeared in front of his eyes:

"Card: Body of Suspended Death."

"Release this card to form an illusion of death on your behalf. The real body instantly sinks into the ground, gathers all aura and enters a state of suspended animation, waiting to be rescued."

——That’s okay!

Liu Ping looked at the card with interest.

In addition to firearms, he discovered another interesting thing.

"That's what card masters are like, tsk tsk." The robot said in an envious tone.

It threw the card out and said: "Enlightenment!"

Bang——

The card disappears.

A crack suddenly opened in the ground, and the bartender crawled out of the crack.

He looked very embarrassed, with bloody wounds everywhere on his body, but there was a look of joy on his face that he had survived the disaster.

"I guessed you could find someone to save me." The bartender patted Liu Ping on the shoulder.

"Why?" Liu Ping asked.

He waved his hand gently, and suddenly a cloud of rain and mist emitted bursts of emerald green light, swirling around the bartender and sinking into his wounds.

“Hiss—it really hurts—”

The bartender gasped.

"Be patient, your injury is not serious and it will be cured in a while." Liu Ping said.

The bartender laughed and said, "I shuffled the cards yesterday, and you happened to represent luck in my deck - you can bring me luck."

"You have to clean up the mess here as soon as possible, otherwise if the blame comes from above, you will all be hanged." The robot interjected.

The bartender said: "I understand. You need to rest first so that you can work later."

"Okay, I'll charge it for five minutes first."

The robot took out a plug from its waist, walked to the wall, squatted down, plugged it into a jack, and then stopped moving.

"What is it doing?" Liu Ping asked.

The bartender explained: "Robot No. S0005 can quickly build city walls, houses, and various equipment - it has many functions, including voice, video and phone calls. It also has a little bit of the ability of a card master, and can remove the effects of cards. Get me out."

Liu Ping looked at the robot with an impressed expression on his face.

——Although he also knows some methods of feigning death and escaping, this robot is obviously not something that can be made by refining weapons.

There must be some other trick.

"Okay, let's make a long story short-"

The bartender clapped his hands and said: "My duty is to protect Dark Mist Town, and your duty is to guard Dark Mist Town at night. Now we have all failed. If we don't take immediate measures to recover the losses, the people above will hang us directly."

"Who destroyed Dark Mist Town—the little girl the night before yesterday? I guess you have heard of her." Liu Ping probed.

"She was not the one who came last night. In fact, I have had several conversations with that little girl, but she is a very high-level existence. She has no grudge against us and will not take action at will." The bartender said.

"what is that?"

"Many, many monsters, too many, it's like the end of the world."

"Has this happened before?"

"almost none."

"The monster is coming to Dark Mist Town?"

"I think... they are not targeting our town, but there is some reason."

The bartender said with a puzzled look on his face.

Liu Ping was stunned for a while.

How can civilization in this world survive when even a small town is so difficult to defend?

While thinking about it, he said: "Under the impact of so many monsters, Dark Mist Town has no resistance at all. In other words, there is no need for this town to exist."

The bartender said: "No, this is the entrance to the first act of hidden time and space. There will always be a stronghold here to block the eternal night, and to explore the hidden time and space in depth. This is related to the interests of all living people."

"What benefit?"

"If Dark Mist Town is lost, the pace of Evernight's progress will speed up again. You will see the darkness swallowing everything more ferociously, and there will be fewer and fewer places where living people can survive."

The bartender walked up to a wall and pulled out a brick.

Click!

The walls open.

I saw another wall inside, with a line of words written on the wall:

"Nightwatch Cemetery."

Underneath this line of words, there are dark-colored playing cards.

Liu Ping looked intently and saw a line written on the first card:

"The leader of the Night Watch, Karadu, the Archmage."