Infernal Artist

On the ceiling, several figures remained motionless.

The huge human face outside the window didn't move either.

The two people who chased him out of the study remained motionless.

"You want to kill me, but you can't be seen by me, right?"

Liu Ping simply pointed his long knife forward.

Demon-faced Nian Dao!

A huge vertical pupil shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

Liu Ping kept his eyes straight, and passed through the long corridor in a flash, reaching another door at the end of the road.

He didn't need to look back to know that under the gaze of vertical pupils, those strange beings did not move at all.

open the door.

This is a magnificent palace.

A group of people wearing armor gathered under the high platform, looking at the throne together.

The throne was empty, except for a crown studded with various precious stones placed on the armrest.

——The king here seems to be absent?

Liu Ping looked at those people and saw that their faces were sad, as if they had encountered something extremely desperate, and they all had their heads lowered.

The other world...

How could there be such a civilization in this world?

Liu Ping looked at his hands.

There was no time to think about it.

The thread of fate kept winding upwards, had already crossed the arm, and began to spread on the chest.

Since the baby girl said that she wanted to see the spirit here before the thread of fate was completely entangled, she had better hurry up.

A shadow appeared behind him.

"You take care of the front, I'll take care of the back." Liu Ping said.

"good."

The shadow waved the long knife at will.

In an instant, a phantom with vertical pupils seven or eight meters high appeared in front of him.

The vertical pupil behind Liu Ping was staring at the way he came, while this vertical pupil was staring at the people in the hall.

"Walk!"

Liu Ping and Shadow ran forward together.

The two walked through the hall and came to a small door behind the throne.

Infinite power fluctuations came from the small door.

--right here!

Liu Ping took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

"Huh?"

He couldn't help but speak out.

What I saw here was a huge room, with countless mist-like spikes densely covered in the room, all of which pierced into a humanoid existence floating in the air.

It was a petite body, and it actually looked a bit like——

Andrea!

"No...there are still some differences." Liu Ping suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said forcefully.

Thinking about it carefully, Andrea woke up directly from the eternal night.

She even had someone replace her with the Dragon Spine, and she was almost never able to grow up.

——Could she be related to this girl?

Liu Ping looked at the girl intently.

The densely packed spikes were all piercing into her head and back in a wriggling manner, as if they were controlling her.

And with her confused eyes open, she said unconsciously: "In thirty-five minutes, the killing mission will be issued."

One card after another appeared from the void, floating in front of her.

The little girl looked at the cards and murmured:

"The venue is set."

"The reward cards are ready."

"Mission: fighting and fighting."

"Preliminary death toll: 1,000."

She seemed to be in a sleepwalking state.

Above her head, a line of small words quickly appeared:

"Nightmare Entangling Body, World Spirit,????"

"A world-class high-level spirit under the control of nightmares."

Liu Ping stared at the girl blankly, and an emotion he had never felt before suddenly surged in his heart.

Scenes of extremely long-lasting memories naturally appeared in his mind.

It was a world full of war.

In the sky, something extremely huge erupted into a roar that shook all directions.

Liu Ping heard his own voice.

"The nightmare has come, and the sacred pillar here is about to collapse. Everyone, prepare, we are going to be reincarnated and leave here."

The words fell.

Another soft voice sounded: "But even if we reach the next divine pillar, how long can we stay?"

"After reincarnation, we will inevitably be separated, and we may never remember each other." Someone answered.

A female voice suddenly sounded: "Part of my soul has been eroded by nightmares. I'm afraid - only the remaining soul can be reincarnated."

All voices fell into silence.

The next second.

Liu Ping heard his own voice.

"I'll find you."

"Even if only the body is left, I will find you."

All memories disappeared with a bang.

Liu Ping suddenly woke up and gasped for air.

He wanted to take a few steps, but found that he couldn't move at all.

The thread of fate had wrapped around his whole body, making him unable to move. Only his head was still exposed.

time is limited!

"Careful," said the shadow.

Outside the door not far behind the two people, countless people stood there, staring at them with vertical eyes, and moved towards the door step by step with difficulty.

Liu Ping seized the last moment, struggled with all his strength, and floated into the air.

He flew to the opposite side of the girl and stared at her closely.

"Andrea?"

he whispered.

A flash of fleeting pain flashed across the girl's face, and her face became dull again.

She stared into the void and whispered: "The remaining time until the next killing: thirty minutes."

Liu Ping closed his eyes, anger and sadness gradually appeared on his usually calm face.

His shadow stopped talking, quickly walked to the door, drew out his long knife, and slashed out a series of fierce sword lights.

Those people were hit by the sword light and only paused briefly. After a while, they had already entered this room.

The shadow shouted angrily: "Heaven and earth are lawless!"

Buzz——

The long sword roared endlessly.

A magnificent golden tower then appeared, wrapping those people inside.

However, the next second, those people reappeared.

There were countless knife marks on their bodies, but they didn't care and still moved closer to the shadows step by step.

The shadow clenched the long knife with both hands, shouted loudly again, and slashed out endless void sword light.

The progress of those men was again delayed.

Mid-air.

Liu Ping floated motionless.

Another memory came to his mind.

I don't know where.

I don’t know what time it is.

In an extremely distant time and space, a female voice suddenly sounded from the dark silence.

"Liu Ping."

"Um?"

"How many sacred pillars do we have to walk through, and how long do we have to wander between life and death, before we can get rid of the nightmare?"

Liu Ping heard his voice ring again: "Wait until I find a way to deal with them."

"Then - when will you find a way to deal with them?" the female voice asked.

"Come on, give me a little more time."

"I'm afraid."

"Fool, haven't we succeeded in reincarnation every time?"

"Wandering between life and death has a price. Even beings like you and me will forget many things - I'm afraid that in the end, we will all forget each other." The female voice said.

There was silence.

Liu Ping heard his voice become softer:

"We have experienced too many things together and have such a deep bond. Even if we forget each other, the law of fate will make us meet again."

The female voice said: "I'm afraid that one day, you won't remember us anymore, and you won't come to save us."

"……Will not."

All memories suddenly disappeared.

Liu Ping opened his eyes and stared blankly at the girl opposite.

She is controlled by countless nightmare spikes, always ready to kill those living beings.

Liu Ping just looked at her like this, as if he wanted to imprint this moment deeply in his mind and never forget it again.

The threads of fate spread upward one after another, gradually covering Liu Ping's lips, nose, and eyes.

finally.

He could no longer see the other person.

"Walk!"

The baby girl's voice suddenly sounded.

Between the lightning and flint, a gap opened in the void.

Another thread of fate flew towards Liu Ping and wrapped tightly around Liu Ping. With a strong pull, he was taken away from here.

His shadow looked up and breathed a sigh of relief: "I finally remembered something. This time it was worth it."

As the words fell, the shadow disappeared from its place.

…

bar.

In front of the bar.

The colorful milk bottle shook and suddenly rolled down from the table.

A silk thread connected to the bottle suddenly stretched——

Uh-huh!

Liu Ping emerged from the void, staggered a few steps, and stood firm in the bar.

The thread of fate has long since disappeared.

He stood silently in front of the bar, picked up the wine glass, and drank all the wine in it.

"You just took a look at the other world. What kind of demon are you possessed by?" the baby girl asked in surprise.

"It's okay," Liu Ping put down the bottle and said, "I was just thinking that we have to save that world-class spirit next."

"Save? Are you kidding? She is a nightmare spirit! She will kill you!" said the baby girl.

Liu Ping remained silent.

"It seems there is a particularly powerful secret? Forget it - I don't dare to know too much. After all, it is merging. I have to sleep for seven to forty-nine days. Even if I die, don't wake me up."

After the baby girl finished speaking, she made a move.

The colorful milk bottle flew up and landed in her hand.

The baby girl fell asleep holding the bottle.

The bar was quiet again.

Liu Ping sat there motionless, his whole aura gradually changing.

Waves of powerful aura lingered around him.

in the dark.

His gaze was like a razor's edge.

"We have experienced too many things together and have such a deep bond. Even if we forget each other, the law of fate will make us meet again."

The words of the past came to mind again.

——How can we meet without any reason?

Every kind of companionship around us is the accumulation of countless reincarnations, reconnected by the thread of fate, so that we can meet again in the boundless worlds and sea of ​​people.

Those people around me...

How long have they been wandering with him?

Liu Ping closed his eyes.

The confused girl who was controlled by nightmares appeared in front of him again.

"When was the last time I felt anger...?"

He murmured lowly, filled the glass with wine again, picked it up and drank slowly.

A substantial light rose up from his body, emitting blazing flames like a flame.

"...I will never let you wander and suffer in life and death again."

"I swear."