Infernal Artist

Liu Ping sat on a chair in front of the bar counter, holding a transparent crystal cup in his hand.

The cup contained amber liquid, which emitted mottled and flickering light and shadow under the dim sunlight outside the window.

The baby girl had just taken a bath, put on talcum powder, smiled contentedly after feeding once, and rested peacefully on his lap.

Liu Ping picked up the wine glass, took a sip, nodded and said, "The wine is good."

The bartender who had been waiting with bated breath smiled: "This is the best human wine we can find. Brother Liu, just like it."

Liu Ping smacked his lips and said: "One thousand seven hundred years old, the best spiritual fruit wine for cultivation, three hundred and twenty-one ingredients, you are ready."

when.

A gold coin landed on the bar, jumped twice, was held down by the bartender's hands, and was carefully taken back.

Two beautiful girls carried baskets and walked up to Liu Ping, bowed and shouted sweetly:

"Brother Liu, look."

Liu Ping looked into the basket and saw strips of soft diapers inside.

"I wonder why you have also learned needlework - yes, these should be enough. Go drink tea, I'll treat you."

Liu Ping casually grabbed a handful of gems and stuffed them into the hands of the two beautiful girls.

The two women chuckled and said, "Thank you, Brother Liu."

Then the bar door opened.

A thin man walked in.

Everyone stared at him.

Liu Ping made a gesture to the two women, and when they retreated, he looked at the man and said, "You are finally here."

"I have to come." The man said.

He had a patchy beard and looked tired, rather slovenly and down-and-out.

Above his head, a line of small words floated:

"Nightmare Blocker, the fifth person."

This is the final blocker.

But he failed to complete his task because Liu Ping had already received milk powder and diapers.

If there is any hope for him——

Liu Ping recalled it carefully and said, "Yes, the wish I made for the Nightmare Box was for milk powder, diapers and baby bottles."

Milk powder is available.

The diaper was replaced with a better one.

——The bottle is left.

The man walked to the bar step by step, seven or eight places away from Liu Ping, and placed a milk bottle on the bar.

This is a colorful milk bottle. As soon as it is taken out, a faint rainbow light appears around the bottle.

"It is polished with fifteen kinds of transparent minerals and has three functions of heat preservation, cooling, and automatic cleaning. It is the strongest milk bottle I can make within my capabilities."

the man said.

"What do you want?" Liu Ping asked.

The man pushed the bottle.

The bottle slid along the long bar directly to Liu Ping's face.

"I want you to let me live." The man said.

Liu Ping picked up the milk bottle, looked at it, and then read the description of the item that appeared in the void. He said with satisfaction: "Your milk bottle is made with great care. Forget it, you can go."

The man sat motionless.

"Anything else?" Liu Ping asked.

"Actually, the rules of the battle are as follows: if we win, we can gain the identity of a living person, but if we fail, we will turn into heads again and become the source of nutrients for the nightmare underground palace." The man said.

"That means you can't leave?" Liu Ping asked.

"Yes, the only way to escape is to be taken as a slave by you when you win this battle - this method is approved by the Nightmare Underground Palace." The man said.

Liu Ping looked at the other party and said, "I don't accept my subordinates easily."

The man said anxiously: "I know some secrets. If you are willing to accept me as your subordinate and help me escape the torture of the underground palace, I am willing to tell you everything I know."

Liu Ping fell into deep thought.

The man said: "Actually, what I am really good at is making artifacts, not fighting head-on. Therefore, relying on my own strength, I simply cannot survive in the underground palace. If you are willing to accept me, I can make many things for you."

Liu Ping thought for a while, then reached out and knocked on the bar.

People in the bar stood up and walked out.

The bartender wiped the table and served Liu Ping another glass of wine. He was the last one to walk out of the bar and stood guard outside the door.

"If you have any secrets, tell me." Liu Ping said.

"You want to hear the secret now? This is actually very dangerous. If you tell some secrets, you may not be able to bear the risks involved." The man said.

"Just tell me, it's okay." Liu Ping smiled.

The man took a breath and lowered his voice: "Maybe you don't know how you entered this place."

Liu Ping looked at him, waiting for his next words.

The man seemed to think of something, a look of fear flashed across his face, and he said nervously: "Are you like me? When the world was destroyed, you had already built a 'Noah'-level void divine boat, but at the last moment, you... Did you find that everything was gone and you appeared in this underground palace?"

"Go on," Liu Ping said.

The man raised his hand and showed it in front of Liu Ping.

His hand quickly turned into a pale white strange hand with more than a dozen slender fingers.

"We have all been transformed into nightmares... We have also gained powerful power because of this, but the reason for the existence of this power is actually to allow us to fight more brutally."

"——The underground palace has endless ways for us to fight!"

The man said with despair on his face.

"Do you suspect this is a place to raise voodoos?" Liu Ping asked.

"What is a Gu breeding ground?" the man asked confused.

"It's a place similar to a death battle arena." Liu Ping said.

"Yes," the man looked around nervously, lowered his voice and said quickly: "The owner of this underground palace destroyed countless worlds, but selected suitable creatures from those worlds and put them here, turning them into nightmares, and then Watch them kill each other."

"How many worlds are there here?" Liu Ping suddenly asked.

"Seven! Seven nightmare worlds!" the man said.

Liu Ping nodded secretly.

This is the same as what Baina Dao said.

It seems that this person has found some truth.

Liu Ping said: "Since there are seven nightmare worlds, there are always some particularly powerful beings who can become the king among them all."

"It's completely useless. The underground palace will always find a way - it has endless ways to force everyone to keep fighting. Even the king will have a moment of death." The man clenched his fists and repeated again.

Liu Ping calmed down a little and said warmly:

"Then if you follow me, what are your next plans?"

The man perked up and said, "Since I want to be your servant, I will tell you -"

"Listen, I never told this secret."

"I have found the weak point of the underground palace. It is at the center of the last underground palace. We only need to find a few more materials to build a piece of equipment and use it to dig through the underground palace and escape from here! "

The words fell.

The void behind the man suddenly opened.

A long, sharp tentacle stretched out and pierced the man's back with the spike at the end.

"Ah...ah..."

The man's eyes widened suddenly and he vomited blood.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Liu Ping.

"save--"

As soon as he spat out a word, all the flesh and blood from his body disappeared, leaving only a white skeleton.

There was a sound of liquid flowing from the tentacles.

A cold voice sounded in the air:

"Discover the breaker of the underground palace's rules."

"A targeted killing has been carried out."

"In order to protect the secret of the underground palace, we began to further eliminate the listeners of the secret——"

The tentacles pointed at Liu Ping.

In an instant, the prison knife on Liu Ping's waist shook suddenly.

Lines of burning small characters appeared in the void:

"The power of the Prison Suppressing Knife, 'Silence', has been activated."

"With this powerful body protection, you can hear all the secrets without fear."

The tentacles stayed motionless in mid-air.

For a while.

The cold voice sounded again:

"The listener of the secret has not been found."

"Operation Clearance Ended."

The tentacle slowly retracted and disappeared into the void.

There was a dead silence in the bar.

In front of the bar.

The white skeleton was still sitting on the seat not far from Liu Ping.

Its pale white bone arms were still raised in the air, and its mouth was opened forcefully, as if it was roaring silently.

Liu Ping sighed and murmured: "What sequence is this..."

The baby girl seemed to feel something, and turned over on his lap, her mouth tightened, and she sobbed softly.

Liu Ping held the baby girl and coaxed her.

After the baby girl fell into a peaceful sleep again, he stood up and walked out of the bar door.