Infernal Artist

Dead silence.

There is no sound.

Liu Ping closed his eyes and stood in the darkness, silently feeling something.

"Thirty people... Killing them directly will attract others. You go first."

He said towards his feet.

The dozens of heads at his feet said in a low voice: "Master, please rest assured."

They rolled towards the darkness, and soon disappeared not far away, never to be seen again.

A few breaths have passed.

A team of thirty people moved quickly through the darkness.

They were only seventy or eighty meters away from Liu Ping, but they didn't notice anything strange.

Liu Ping took a few breaths.

It wasn't until this team passed him that he took a step forward and caught up with the last person in the team.

I saw these people searching and communicating quietly.

One of them said: "Young Master is looking for traces of the two nightmare ghosts, but you can't see anything here, not even the footsteps can be heard. How can you find them?"

Another person said: "Who says it's not the case? I can only see things within one meter. If you go a little further, you won't be able to see them."

The third person said: "But it doesn't matter, after all, it was just two people and there were thirty of us."

"Once discovered, everyone will come directly."

Several people agreed together.

"I'm afraid he will be killed by us as soon as we meet him."

"That's right."

"Haha, actually this mission is very simple. There are thousands of us - surrounding and killing two of them, isn't it?"

Liu Ping followed the team and listened carefully with his ears open.

A few moments.

He put one hand on his throat and squeezed it, and moved his mouth silently.

At this time, the team leader said: "Stop talking nonsense and be careful! If you encounter any situation, tell me immediately!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.

They walked quickly through a path.

suddenly.

The squad leader waved his hand and said: "Stop!"

Everyone stopped and followed the captain's gaze.

I saw a human head lying at the feet of the person at the front of the team.

Whose head is this?

Why are there dead heads here?

"It seems that the young man used a spiritual technique to arrest the soul, but it looks like there is no soul inside."

The team leader squatted on the ground and carefully inspected the head path.

"What an evil spell."

"What should we do? Should we report it to the Young Master?"

"Young master only said to look for those two people, not the head. If you take the head, it will only make him angry."

Everyone was hesitant.

The squad leader also hesitated.

Report this matter, the young master will definitely not like it.

Why don't you report it? I actually encountered it.

what to do?

He said: "Be alert, pay attention to your surroundings, are there any other situations?"

Someone from the periphery responded: "Nothing."

The squad leader nodded and finally made his decision.

"No need to report, let's move on."

"yes!"

Someone responded.

The team leader stood up and was about to follow the team to continue action——

He suddenly found that there was no one around.

He was the only one left in the darkness.

"Where are you people?"

The squad leader drew his weapon and shouted loudly.

"Captain, it's getting harder and harder to see the surroundings here. We are in front of you." Someone said.

"Yes, Captain, you are really slow. We have all taken action, and you are still looking at the head." Someone else said.

"Forget it, don't worry about the captain, let's take action first." Another laughing voice sounded.

——They are all colleagues.

In addition to these three people, there were seven or eight whispers of conversation in the darkness.

These voices——

They are all the voices of my colleagues!

The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief, released his hand from the weapon, and cursed: "Why are you running so fast!"

He strode into the darkness ahead.

Sudden.

A sharp pain shot through his neck.

The world turns into true darkness.

…

Time passes slowly.

The man with a slicked back hair asked, "You haven't found him yet?"

Not far behind, a warrior reported: "According to the news from various teams, only some heads were found, but the two nightmare ghosts were not found."

"What the hell, is he going to hide in this world forever?" the man said anxiously.

"Sir, one of the squad leaders is injured and needs to come back for treatment." The warrior reported again.

"Come back, just outside the defensive formation, don't come in." The man said.

"yes!"

The warrior responded and left.

The man was suspended in the air, holding up the polygonal goblet and taking a sip of wine.

one way or another.

He has thousands of people on his hands.

And this goblet——

It is a very powerful defensive weapon.

In this case, there is no need to worry about defense at all.

And the young man had nothing to do but hide in the dark.

There is only one thing you have to do.

find him!

Beyond that, the incident has had quite an impact.

After killing that boy and Chu Yunshang, their bodies must be identified in public to prove that they possess the power of nightmares.

In this way, no one will ever blame him for stealing a woman.

Everyone would only praise themselves for their sharp eyesight, which they immediately found out about the nightmare ghost lurking in the human world, and used a strategy to lure it out of the city and annihilate it in the no-man's land.

——People will rush to tell stories about themselves.

Tsk.

The people will always be ignorant, manipulable, and a rabble with no discernment.

no way.

As an upper class person, there are actually too many ways to get what you want.

If you don't get it, you can easily destroy it.

There will be no further trouble.

——On the contrary, you can become a hero in their minds.

The man thought silently, picked up the wine glass and took another sip, feeling quite relieved.

A few more breaths passed.

He suddenly noticed something was wrong.

In this world, you can only see things within one meter.

However.

The martial artists guarding the surroundings had not made any sound for a long time.

"Zhao Fang?" he called.

A voice came from not far away: "Master, my subordinates are here."

The man called out again: "Wang Lun, Liu Chao, Zhang Yuan, where are you?"

"Sir, my subordinate is here."

"I am also here."

"Always here, sir."

Three voices sounded before and after.

The man was silent for a moment and then said, "Why didn't you all respond at the same time?"

"Master! We are here!"

Three voices sounded at the same time.

The man's expression became more serious, and he shouted: "Come out and come to me."

"Yes, sir!"

The three voices were neat and loud, sounding extremely reassuring.

in the dark.

Only three heads appeared quietly.

It was his three subordinates.

They looked murderous and full of vigilance, always paying attention to what was going on around them.

The man with the slicked back hair looked at it, but couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Because these three people only have heads and no bodies!

He couldn't help but hold the goblet tightly, took a few steps back, and shouted loudly:

"Damn it, get out of here!"

The words fell.

In the darkness, a dim halo appeared quietly, illuminating the surrounding void.

I saw the young man standing in mid-air, holding a long knife, and a halo of misty and dim light appeared above his head.

In the void, countless undercurrents of shadow materialized out of thin air and draped a cloak on his shoulders.

A rabbit squatted on his shoulder and roared toward the sky:

"What are you looking at! This light is for fighting, don't smoke it, go back!"

There seemed to be something huge moving in the depths of the darkness, slowly moving away from the young man's head.

The man with the slicked back hair was stunned.

"Who...are you?" he couldn't help but ask.

"The ghost of nightmares." Liu Ping said lazily.

suddenly.

The dim halo above his head lit up slightly.

Lines of burning small characters suddenly appeared in the void:

"You used the profession: Nightmare Walker."

"You have successfully instilled fear in the target."

"Nightmare ritual activated!"

"You will randomly draw a card or any object from the target, turning it into an evil shadow, driven by you."

Liu Ping stretched out his hand and pulled it gently from the void.

He saw a long leather whip with barbs, flesh remnants, and black blood stains being pulled out.

"you--"

The man screamed in shock and anger, and stretched his hand towards his waist.

The whip is indeed gone!

Liu Ping played with the whip and said, "Among the people I know, women usually use whips, but you are the first man to use a whip."

He turned his hand and the whip disappeared.

"This is impossible... I have countless defense measures on my body. How did you steal my whip?" the man said solemnly.

"We can indeed talk for a while," Liu Ping put the long knife in his other hand back on his waist and continued: "Before I get the polygonal goblet in your hand, we can talk for a while."

The man suddenly put his hand into his pocket, trying to press the button that summoned the source of pollution.

"Ah, it's not allowed here, absolutely not allowed."

Liu Ping shook his fingers.

Another line of burning small characters quickly appeared in front of his eyes:

"You unleashed your bizarre acting skills: a super popular actor."

"When you scold the other party, a strange power corresponding to the other party will be sealed until you cancel this seal."

"It is detected that the other party has no real strange power."

"Therefore, you are directly prohibiting a certain behavior on the part of the other party."

Collect all the fine print.

Liu Jing looked at the man opposite him calmly.

The man's hand was already on the button, but he found that he couldn't press it no matter what.

My body is rejecting this.

The button seemed to come to life, and even moved a little distance to the side, obviously not allowing himself to press it.

The man froze in place, a layer of sweat gradually forming on his forehead.

"How could such a thing be possible in this world..."

he muttered in disbelief.

"It's simple, because I am the ghost of nightmares." Liu Ping said.

The dim halo above his head lit up again.

"Ah, I hear your fear."

Liu Ping happily stretched out his hand and pumped hard into the void——

He grabbed a button.

Lines of burning small characters immediately appeared:

"Some kind of primitive sequence link detected."

"If you hand over this button, this sequence will start trying to analyze it and generate relevant intelligence for you later."

Liu Ping flicked the button behind him.

The button suddenly disappeared.

"Unfortunately, we have to chat for a while because I was not very lucky and still couldn't draw the goblet."

Liu Ping sighed.

The man with the slicked back quietly stepped back and said, "Where are my men? You can never kill them all. How did you come to me?"

Liu Ping snapped his fingers.

A ray of flame emitted from his fingertips, illuminating the entire void.

I saw thousands of human heads floating quietly in the void.

These heads were crowded together, staring directly at the man without saying a word.

The sweat on the man's forehead kept flowing down.

"No one can do this," he said absentmindedly: "The ghost of nightmares... you are really the ghost of nightmares..."

"It makes you laugh, it's still a little far away from the Ten Thousand Souls Flag."

Liu Ping said apologetically.

As soon as he finished speaking, the dim halo above his head lit up again.

"Yes, you are afraid again, which gives me another chance. Let's see how lucky I am this time."

Liu Ping said, stretched out his hand and drew it into the void.

All of a sudden.

The goblet in the man's hand was missing.

It disappeared out of thin air and appeared directly in Liu Ping's hands.

"Wow! I won the draw!" Rabbit shouted in surprise.

Liu Ping smiled unexpectedly and said, "I originally wanted to play again, but now it seems I don't have to."

He looked at the man opposite.

The man's body trembled.

The next second.

The halo above Liu Ping's head, representing fear and nightmare, lit up again and maintained its dazzling light.

So much fear that it illuminates the whole world.

"What are you afraid of? When you took Chu Yunshang away, I remember you were quite confident... Please relax a little, I won't let you die happily too soon."

Liu Ping said softly.

Then the rabbit whispered something in his ear.

Liu Ping nodded and said: "Just in time, let's go out and meet everyone."

All his attire disappeared.

When the rabbit saw this, he raised his furry paws and snapped his fingers.

All the darkness suddenly faded away.

In an instant, the entire dark purgatory disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

Groves, distant mountains, firmament, night sky——

The scene of the world of all realms appeared.

The light and shadow flickered.

Liu Ping and the man reappeared on the earth.

I saw that this land was crowded with people from the sky to the ground.

The closest are the three Grandmasters.

In the sky are warriors with powerful auras, gathered together according to their respective spheres of influence.

There are people everywhere.

When Liu Ping and the man appeared, everyone was obviously relieved.

But when they saw the thousands of heads behind Liu Ping, their expressions became solemn again.

"Everyone!" Liu Ping shouted loudly, "You are here just in time. He and I are about to decide the winner. I hope you can witness this duel."

Opposite him.

The man with a slicked back hair yelled at the people around him: "Everyone, come on! He is the ghost of nightmares——"

"This guy is a real nightmare!"

"Kill! Come on, kill him! He is a terrifying guy!"

Everyone looked at the man's incoherent appearance and couldn't help but turn their attention to Liu Ping.

Liu Ping stood still and shouted to everyone: "I can accept the most stringent test - I am a genuine human being, and I have never been contaminated in any way."

The Burial of the Earth has long since sealed the emerging power of pollution.

Now in full public view, no one can slander me anymore!

Several martial arts masters who exuded power came down, took a closer look, and shouted to everyone:

"Someone has checked and found that this boy is a normal human being!"

There was a commotion.

Everyone present could see that the boy was indeed a normal human being.

But why does the young master of the Glory family insist on saying that he is the ghost of nightmares?

Amid everyone’s confusion——

Liu Ping spread his hands towards the man opposite and said with a smile:

"What should I do? No one seems to believe you."

The man felt the killing intent on his body, and looked at the thousands of heads behind him. The expression on his face kept changing, and finally he gradually became crazy.

"The ghost of nightmare..."

"Everyone, he is really the ghost of nightmares, why don't you believe me!"

"I don't want to fight him! Save my life!"