Infernal Artist

The manor owner agreed on the spot.

Now.

This stable belongs to Liu Ping.

He stood in the stable, put his hand on the wooden stall, and was about to smile in victory——

A sacred, majestic and solemn voice sounded from the stable:

"Your hand touched the stable. This action incurred a fee. Please pay one kilogram of gold in exchange for the right to use the stable (1 day)."

"If you refuse to pay, then you must come to the stables and work every day, from nine in the morning to nine at night, six days a week, and continue until you have successfully paid off all your debts."

"Since you are under eighteen years old, this debt will be forgiven."

"Congratulations!"

"The debt you owe for one kilogram of gold on credit has been reduced by 0.00001 grams."

Liu Ping glanced at these prompts and turned to look outside the stable. . .

I saw that the waiters all turned their heads away, each busy with what they were doing, and never looked this way.

The owner of the manor also looked up at the sky and murmured: "Today is a nice weather, just in time to have afternoon tea."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the castle gate and disappeared.

Liu Ping was silent for a breath.

very good……

It turns out that you all know that the building on the sacred side has this tone.

No wonder the manor owner was so happy.

No wonder none of the waiters objected, and even none of the masters hiding in the darkness of the manor spoke up.

Liu Ping looked at the gate of the manor again.

I saw carriages parked near the gate one by one, lined up, being fed, brushed, and cared for by specialized waiters——

But not a single horse was placed in a stable.

I see.

No matter how powerful the nightmare monsters are, they can only occupy the manor——

Buildings on the sacred side will never waive charges.

Unless you ruin it.

Liu Ping sighed and murmured: "What if I refuse?"

The solemn voice sounded again:

"Refuse to pay royalties and you will be placed on the holy blacklist."

"Blacklist?" Liu Pingqi asked.

There was a "pop" sound, and a long roll of parchment jumped out of the void.

One end of this roll of parchment was submerged into the void, and the other end fell into Liu Ping's hand. It was filled with densely packed names in black ink.

Liu Ping took the parchment, which was almost endless in length, and read casually:

"Lucifer, the armor repair fee has not been paid. It is three months overdue. He will be blacklisted and sent to hell."

"Adam, you owe the rent on credit. If you are one day overdue, you will be blacklisted and expelled from the Garden of Eden."

"Eve, credit card arrears, five days overdue, blacklisted, evicted..."

As he was watching carefully, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Attention, your opportunity has come!"

——The voice of God.

"What opportunity?" Liu Ping was a little confused and asked secretly.

"My Holy Kingdom is hidden in this manor, but if you want to take it directly, it will definitely attract the attention of those monsters, so now there is another way to help you obtain its ownership." God said.

"In what way?" Liu Ping asked.

"Now all the monsters know that you have obtained the stable, then when you do not pay, you will be sent to hell - so that they will assume that you are struggling in hell." God said.

"What does this have to do with stealing the Holy Kingdom?" Liu Ping asked curiously.

"There is a secret path in hell that leads directly to the Holy Kingdom!" God said.

"Then - I won't pay?" Liu Ping said.

"That's right. You are just a teenager. You don't have any gold. You should be in arrears. And then you disobey 996's work. It's natural for you to go to hell." God said happily.

"What is hell... and how is it different from purgatory?" Liu Ping asked.

"It was a place of suffering, but it was once destroyed by nightmare monsters, so I actually don't know what the situation is now." God said.

"But it's your land."

"Yes, although it has been away from me for a long time, it is my land after all - so this is our opportunity!"

"Are you sure hell can lead to your holy country?"

"I'm very sure that that path was specially set by me, and it will never be wrong."

"...Okay, then I'll go for a walk."

After Liu Ping finished speaking, he threw away the sacred blacklist and sneered: "You want to collect my money? It's a daydream!"

I saw the long blacklist floating in the air, and Liu Ping's name began to be written in black strokes——

In the flash of lightning, Liu Ping suddenly reacted and immediately called God:

"My name cannot be revealed!"

"Ah - you know, I am the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord, you have to trust me." God replied in a steady voice.

Liu Ping looked at the blacklist and saw a code name on the paper: "0880."

——Great, that’s no problem.

But if you look closely, you will find that the first "0" was written horizontally to the right - that is the first stroke of the character "Liu" - but it turned into an arc and finally formed a circle. "0".

Liu Ping watched silently, and an idea came to his mind.

"Hey, you wrote this blacklist, right?" he asked God.

"Of course, otherwise who do you think is qualified to write God's blacklist?" God said in a majestic tone.

You almost wrote it wrong...

Liu Ping secretly cursed.

The next moment.

Lines of burning small characters appeared quickly:

"Notice!"

"You've been put on the holy blacklist!"

"You are expelled from the Holy Stables and sent to hell to reflect on why you have no money to give to God."

The sacred light surrounded Liu Ping, leading him to disappear directly from where he was.

same moment.

In the castle.

The manor owner is drinking a cup of black tea.

When the fluctuations in space occurred, he frowned and put the tea cup back on the table.

"My lord, is this too harsh?" the lady asked from the side.

"Anyone would choose to use work to repay the reward, but he was just a young man, ignorant and motivated, and was finally thrown into hell unexpectedly." The manor owner sighed.

"Hell——" The lady stopped talking.

The owner of the manor also frowned and continued: "Yes, it is indeed a problem to go to hell. It has become a very troublesome place..."

He dropped the glove on the table as if it were some kind of nuisance.

"Do you want to save him?" the lady asked.

"Who's going?" the manor owner said with a smile.

There was silence.

No one said anything.

Only the faint sound of dark wind could be heard in the hall.

Finally, it was the manor owner himself who broke the suffocating silence:

"Forget it, since he has such good qualifications, he should accept this level of challenge so that he can become an even better product."

The noble lady answered: "What you are saying is - if he comes back alive, that's great, but what if he dies?"

"It's better to die than to catch up with someone else."

The owner of the manor stood up, walked to the window, looked in the direction of the St. Stables, and murmured:

"Hell... is the place where transformation fails..."

"It should never be seen again."

The windowpane reflected the face of the manor owner, and there was some indescribable horror on his face.

…

Liu Ping felt that all the scenes around him had disappeared.

The next moment.

It was as if nothing had happened.

He was still standing in the stable. Outside the stable was the lawn and the gate of the manor. Looking across the lawn into the distance, he could see the fountain pool in the manor and the rolling castle complex.

Liu Ping noticed that the gate of the manor had turned completely black.

The majestic castle in the manor was shrouded in layers of gray mist, exuding an indescribable and strange aura.

Dead silence.

"It feels like something is different."

Liu Ping said to himself.

"Of course, this is hell," God said in a relaxed tone.

"Isn't this still a manor?" Liu Ping asked.

"The nightmare monsters were the first to capture Hell, but they didn't know that the Holy Kingdom and Hell were twins, mirror images of each other, so they always thought that the manor was just a place to seal Hell." God said.

"Actually, the manor is the Holy Kingdom." Liu Ping said.

"Yes, the mirror world of the Holy Kingdom is hell - well, cheer up, let's find that path." God said.

Liu Ping nodded and was about to walk out when he suddenly felt something ominous.

He retracted his feet without hesitation, turned around and walked behind a wide wooden pillar, closed his eyes and said silently:

"launch!"

Lines of burning small characters appeared quickly:

"You activated the 'Special Effects Artist'."

"You used a strange power: deception."

"Now you are an extremely ordinary pebble in the stable, and you will never attract anyone's attention."

Collect all the fine print.

Suddenly a man appeared in the stable.

Rather than saying that he is a human being, it is better to say that he is something human-like.

"The taste of flesh and blood..."

The being murmured and moved slowly in the stable.

A gray crystal wall appeared where he walked, and the wall was crowded with various creatures.

These creatures desperately slapped the crystal wall, trying to get out of the wall.

But it's no use.

They are already dead.

——Now they are just dead souls imprisoned for eternity.