Infernal Artist

Tentacles were scurrying all over the sky.

The silver-haired old man held a handful of cards and kept dodging while throwing the cards in his hand——

Those cards turned into spells, weapons, followers, traps, space arrays, etc., to resist every incoming tentacle.

After the initial fuss, the silver-haired old man slowly found his rhythm.

He even had time to light a cigarette and said to Liu Ping: "There are only so many cracks in space, and that guy's body can't get through."

"So it's okay for us to survive for 12 hours?" Liu Ping asked.

"That seems to be the case now."

The silver-haired old man smiled gently.

In mid-air, a golden shield was smashed by the tentacles, lost all its luster, and fell to the ground like broken metal.

The silver-haired old man's eyes twitched.

This is another huge loss. Repairing this shield will consume 20,000 gold coins!

……12 hours.

Hold on for 12 hours. When the space cracks are all healed and no more nightmare monsters appear, the offensive and defensive alliance contract between you and the other party will be over.

Medea is transforming.

As soon as the alliance contract ends, he and Medea will attack with all their strength!

We must kill this guy!

The silver-haired old man gritted his teeth.

Even if it is for the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sword God follower card on his body, we must kill him!

"What are you thinking about?" Liu Ping asked.

The silver-haired old man took a sip from the wine glass and said gracefully:

"I didn't think anything of it. I just thought that if we had known that the monster couldn't pass through the space rift, we wouldn't have been disappointed by it, so much so that the card war wasn't even fun."

"Isn't it satisfying?" Liu Ping asked.

"Of course, we originally bet on a lot of cards - now we have to stop." The silver-haired old man said with regret.

Liu Ping looked into the void.

As the silver-haired old man said, the cracks in space have reached their limit and will not continue to expand.

Now, the other devils are dead.

The only ones left alive are Medea, the silver-haired old man and himself.

but--

It's not that simple.

The underground space of the nightmare layer world is no longer what it used to be.

All the humans surrounding the wall were turned into skeletons.

There was even a monster lurking, which was eventually lured away by Li Changxue, Yana and Maria.

This proves that the place has fallen.

Monsters from the nightmare layer occupy the underground space where humans hide!

Liu Ping couldn't help but sigh.

What should we do now?

Human beings in the nightmare world have the final chance——

"...Sometimes history is messed up because something in the past is unresolved."

"That's right."

"Is this an opportunity for us humans?"

"We have prepared a thousand parallel worlds, but everything can only be activated once, but..." the old man said.

"what is the problem?"

"You are only a 'real person'. If you enter, you will definitely fail. You are not qualified to use this opportunity..."

qualifications.

Liu Ping looked into the void and saw lines of small burning characters floating there:

"You have created the 'Gui Zang Most Excellent Martial Arts Sutra'."

"With this merit, you have brought infinite benefits to the vast number of sentient beings in the six realms of reincarnation, and you can be called a transcendent and holy being."

"You have the saint-level title: Tide Icon."

Liu Ping clenched his fists.

He obtained that qualification, but the human world that survived the nightmare layer was breached!

Now it has become a monster's lair.

As for that opportunity——

The only chance——

Maybe it’s gone?

Liu Ping's thoughts changed and he suddenly said: "That's not right."

Thinking back carefully, the old voice has not changed, he is still in the same place.

Just because he did not have the Holy Spirit, he refused to give himself the opportunity.

That is to say——

Even if the entire underground human hiding place is captured, there will still be survivors alive.

They are waiting for themselves!

Liu Ping closed his eyes and recalled the past scene again in his mind.

In the underground world of the nightmare layer.

All the humans on the wall turned their heads and looked at themselves.

The woman choked and said: "Humanity...humanity...there is no way to go..."

Under the light of the fire, the whole world was silent.

On the wall, countless eyes gathered, all looking at him and the woman.

What did you say at that time?

Say it yourself——

"It's okay. I'm here just to find a way. I hope you give me this chance."

"Your...last soul..." the woman looked at herself and said.

"Yes, I seem to have died countless times. This is the last reincarnation, but what does it matter? After all, someone has to find a way-"

"No one else but me would have to deal with death."

Then what?

The woman held the torch high and shouted to everyone:

"He comes for endless secrets and to defeat all the monsters that want to eat our souls and enslave us. Please help him, everyone!"

Liu Ping suddenly opened his eyes.

Yes.

They are all helping themselves!

But now, their place has been captured by monsters.

"..."

Liu Ping patted his mask wordlessly.

Endless evil ghosts and gods flashed across the face of hell, constantly flashing, exchanging, and covering.

"Have you thought about it? If you want that kind of ability, you will definitely face real danger. Maybe we can't save you."

A ghostly voice sounded from the mask.

Liu Ping was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Many people have helped me before, and now is the time for me to help them - I hope it's not too late to save them."

The nagging ghostly voice sounded in Liu Ping's ears:

"You have to think clearly."

"It's much more dangerous over there than here."

"A narrow escape from death."

"It's too difficult, you will definitely die."

"Don't gamble your life..."

Liu Ping said softly: "I don't care about death."

The next moment.

The evil face on the mask suddenly froze.

Lines of burning small characters appeared in front of Liu Ping’s eyes:

"The gods of hell have given you a ghostly ability:"

"Wall Breaking Technique."

"Explanation: This is a magical space skill that can completely shatter the barrier between two adjacent spaces."

"——It comes from a ghost from next door named Wang. It was made a god for pioneering this technique, but because it was used incorrectly, it could only suffer in hell."

Liu Ping stretched out his hand and pressed it into the void.

"Brothers, I know you are all very strong, but can you give me a more decent name next time?"

He said helplessly.

"Hmph, we only focus on effects, we can't think of a classy name!" The ghost's voice sounded from the mask.

Liu Ping shrugged and pushed his hand forward gently——

Ripples appeared in the void.

The next moment.

The silver-haired old man suddenly turned his head to look at him, and shouted in shock and anger: "What are you doing!"

Liu Ping said: "I have a little plan."

As soon as he finished speaking, large expanses of void were seen falling to the ground like broken glass pieces.

The space is opened!

"Nightmare world! Damn it! Why do you have to drag me with you if you want to commit suicide!" The silver-haired old man felt that he was going crazy.

Almost at the same time, Liu Ping turned into a bloody skeleton.

He put on the Nightmare Embrace and ran towards the depths of the underground passage like an afterimage.

All the tentacles that came up along the way were slapped by him and were immediately isolated in other spaces, unable to touch him at all.

The evil ghost mask made a surprised sound:

"Huh? You seem to have pushed my wall-breaking technique to a new level, which can be used to isolate enemies."

"I'll teach you later," Liu Ping said.

"Why can you create another magical skill based on mine?" The ghost asked puzzledly.

"Because there is nothing in the world that I don't understand about Taoism and all kinds of skills."

As he spoke, Liu Ping had two short daggers with dim yellow light in his hands.

The sword flashed.

He turned into a whistling icy wind, blowing through the long corridor and arriving at the end of the road.

All the tentacles were dismembered behind him.

He rushed forward like a bloody line for a long distance, and finally appeared on the edge of the cliff.

Below is a rushing river of blood.

In the river of blood, human corpses were floating and sinking, releasing spells from time to time and flying towards the shore.

The human race is at war with nightmare monsters!

Liu Ping perked up.

Sure enough, the people here are not dead yet!

The old man urged him to leave at that time to protect himself.

He disappeared from the spot in a flash and appeared on a small island on the Blood River.

"It's you?"

Several humans covered in blood said in surprise.

An old voice sounded at the same time: "You bastard, didn't I let you go? Why are you back?"

Liu Ping smiled and said: "I'm not used to being protected by others, so let me do the killing of enemies."

A figure fell beside him.

Silver-haired old man.

He looked around with a gloomy face and shouted: "What on earth is going on?"

Liu Ping smiled and gave a thumbs up: "According to the terms of the offensive and defensive alliance, when faced with a critical situation, you are responsible for attacking and I am responsible for defending - come on!"

The silver-haired old man's face twitched, and just when he was about to refuse, Liu Ping suddenly whispered in his ear:

"Tearing up the contract means falling into eternal night. I just have the latest information about eternal night to tell you."

"What?" the silver-haired old man asked.

"Soon, Yongye will be overwhelmed by the tide of nightmares." Liu Ping said.

The silver-haired old man had blue veins all over his head, and his expression changed again and again.

——If the other party is telling the truth, then he cannot break the contract at all.

Unless you want to die in eternal night!

"You keep your guard up. I won't be responsible if you are killed by a monster."

The silver-haired old man said a word, and in a flash he rushed towards the group of tentacles dancing crazily on the opposite shore.

There is no way, we must attack, otherwise we will sleep in eternal night.

Everlasting Night is about to be submerged!

asshole.

What a bastard!

——Why is this? ! !

The silver-haired old man released all his anger into the spell.