Infernal Artist

in the dark.

Strong light comes.

The God of Night reluctantly opened his eyes and found that he was tightly tied to the chair. Ropes exuding strange power bound his hands and feet, making him unable to move at all.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes, followed by confusion.

"The God of Darkness?"

shouted the God of Night.

His voice was heard far away in the empty and abandoned high-rise building, but there was no response.

There seemed to be no one around.

strangeness……

As a law enforcer, the God of Darkness led himself into a trap and fell into a situation where he was bound to be punished——

But he didn't kill himself.

Why did she tie herself here?

The God of Night struggled hard for a few breaths, but found that he could not break free from the ropes on his body, and couldn't help shouting:

"God of Darkness! What do you want?"

The howling wind blew in through the broken windows.

The next moment.

A feminine male voice sounded: "Don't get me wrong, I am not the God of Darkness."

The God of Night was startled.

The void opened, and a man holding a black umbrella came out.

The man's upper body was bare, revealing dense black and strange lines. A pair of wide-brimmed sunglasses blocked his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression.

"You are -" the God of Night said.

"I have been looking for this seal for a long time. I originally thought that I would have to destroy the world above to find anything, but a kind person sent me in." The umbrella holder said with a smile.

"You come from outside!" the God of Night said in confusion, "This is impossible. The rules established by all strange beings should erase you. Why can you survive until now?"

The umbrella holder smiled and said: "Maybe I am the main author of that rule."

"Hahahaha! You? The founder? You are too arrogant!" The God of Night laughed wildly.

He laughed for a while and soon came to his senses.

——I’m still tied up by the other party, so it’s really not appropriate to be at odds with the other party.

At this time, the umbrella holder spoke again:

"A big thing happened in Endless City last night."

"What?" asked the God of Night.

"A human with strange talents disappeared. She was supposed to die as nourishment, but she completely disappeared from the seal."

"Also disappeared together with the God of Darkness as the law enforcer."

"And you are the last person to see the Dark God."

After the umbrella holder finished speaking, he looked at the God of Night quietly.

The God of Dark Night shuddered uncontrollably, and quickly said: "Wait a minute - I just fought with the Southern Cross Star God, and I was seriously injured, and my strange power was blocked by the God of Darkness. , and finally seemed to be knocked unconscious by her in public——"

The umbrella holder interrupted him and said, "You want to say that you don't know anything, right?"

"Yes, everyone has seen it." The God of Night said.

The umbrella holder thought for a while and said slowly:

"...I know there are many weird techniques that can make another being pretend to be you."

"This is impossible," the God of Night said immediately, "the strange laws I have mastered cannot be mastered by others - this is the specificity of the laws. They are very proud and will never bow to others at will. .”

The umbrella holder sighed, shook his head and said, "Have you ever thought... that the laws are just arrogant to you?"

"This is a consensus." The God of Night retorted.

He was about to continue talking when he suddenly closed his mouth tightly.

I saw heavy dark mist coming out from behind the umbrella holder, giving people a deep sense of ominousness.

The next second.

The black fog dispersed.

One after another, meatballs appeared on the umbrella holder's back.

These meatballs squirmed crazily and quickly transformed into humanoid beings of different shapes one after another.

These people seemed to grow out of the umbrella holder, looking at the God of Night together.

The God of Night opened his mouth wide and lost his voice: "The God of Midnight, the God of Poison, the God of Curses - what did you do to them?"

The three gods looked at him together.

One of them said: "There is a possibility."

"What's possible?" the second person asked.

"The God of Darkness swallowed up that weird soul, then killed the weakling and pretended to be him to avoid being discovered by us." The third person explained.

A man with three people growing out of his back, and these three people were still talking to each other and discussing the situation at hand.

——This scene is so weird that it makes the God of Night feel more and more fearful.

The umbrella holder put his hand on his shoulder and asked softly: "Did you hear it? Now please explain. Maybe you can provide me with more clues."

Cold sweat kept flowing down the face of the God of Night.

He spoke with difficulty: "This is a world of the jungle. It's very common for anyone to kill someone and eat someone. Just like you - I don't understand why you care about this."

"Different."

The umbrella holder said patiently, "The God of Darkness has deceived the rules I created back then and took away a soul - this is a big deal."

"Please, Your Excellency, let me go, and I will accompany you to find him." The God of Night said.

"But as the three of them said, what if you are the God of Darkness?" the umbrella holder said.

There was silence all around.

The God of Night gritted his teeth and said: "Please untie the rope from my body, and I will find a way to prove my identity and dispel your doubts."

The umbrella holder put away the black umbrella and said softly: "That would be too troublesome. I am a person who is afraid of trouble."

He leaned down and looked at the God of Night quietly.

The next moment.

The boundless fog of darkness emerged from behind him, turning into small black insects out of thin air, filling the entire abandoned floor.

The God of Night's expression changed. He didn't know what he thought of, and a high-decibel scream suddenly burst out from his mouth.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

He struggled so hard that he and the chair fell to the ground.

But he didn't dare to waste a second. He lay on the ground and begged loudly:

"Please forgive me! Please forgive me! Let me be your servant, please!"

The man stood quietly.

The boundless black insects swarmed up and drowned the God of Night in an instant.

The dense gnawing sounds gradually resounded in the dead-silent floor.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

All the black bugs disappeared.

The God of Night stood up from the ground, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"It's not him." The God of Night said in a strange tone.

"What a pity." The umbrella holder said regretfully.

He opened the black umbrella again and said with waning interest: "Since the clues here are interrupted, let's do another thing... Everything will be destroyed anyway."

"yes."

As the God of Night spoke, he turned into a wriggling mass of flesh and blood and merged directly into the body of the umbrella holder.

The umbrella holder slowly walked out of the abandoned building.

…

the other side.

Endless City.

In some dark alley.

An old man dressed in black sat under the street lamp with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

suddenly.

There was a sound of scolding and fighting not far away.

After a while, someone shouted: "Stop fighting, he is already dead!"

"Really dead."

"Let's go!"

Under the streetlight, the old man in black sat still, but his throat rolled.

Soon, seven or eight frightened young men ran out of the alley.

When they passed by the street lamp, they seemed not to see the old man at all, they just ran forward quickly.

finally.

They all left the alley.

It was only then that the old man in black opened his eyes and slowly stood up from the ground.

"A fresh, energetic soul full of despair and sorrow."

The old man said in a satisfied tone and patted the dust on his pants.

He staggered toward the alley.

Halfway through, he suddenly stopped.

"God of Darkness, aren't you patrolling the city? Why did you come to me?" the old man asked.

Liu Ping stood at the entrance of the alley and said with a smile: "I encountered a little trouble. Although the mediation has been successful, something went wrong after all. I guess someone will want to take revenge on me, so I have to hide."

The old man looked gloating and said, "Yes, it is indeed not that easy to be a mediator between the gods."

"So I need your help. After all, I don't know many people." Liu Ping said.

"Me? Help you?" The old man stared at him and said, "My price is very high."

"Don't worry." Liu Ping said.

He turned over his hand and took out the "Void Forming Boundary Arena" and gently threw it out.

"I'm just borrowing your identity, I don't need you to take action against others."

Bang!

The card clicked softly.

In an instant, the old man and Liu Ping disappeared from the alley at the same time.