Infernal Artist

Dawn has not yet come.

The snow in the middle of the night covered the sky and the earth, making the world as dead as a tomb.

Liu Ping crossed a broken wall and landed gently in the snow.

He glanced back.

——On that wall, there were some strange words painted with some kind of paint.

"God, what does this say?"

"It's a line from a poem that reads: 'In this grand festival, I want to spend it with you.'"

Liu Ping walked back and gently touched the wall.

Under the big words, there is a small signature. . .

"It's a female name," God said.

"Are these people gone?" Liu Ping asked.

"Their skeletons are buried under the ruins square in front of them. They have been dead for about two thousand years." Mother Earth said.

Liu Ping glanced at the map.

The canyon is not far away, and it can be reached in a few more flights.

He was about to start when he suddenly sensed something. He stood still and looked quietly in a certain direction under the night.

Several huge floating black shadows emitted a slight buzzing sound and landed a few meters away from Liu Ping.

There are five eight-meter-high mobile armors in total.

Rumble——

The mechas stood firm and stood firm.

"Scan around."

"Start making a biological map."

"Inspection completed."

“Very clean.”

"Safety."

The cockpit of a mecha opened.

The man holding a pipe jumped out of the cockpit, looked around and said:

"This is a very unpopular ruins site with no strategic value, so no one would think we would come here."

The other four people jumped down, stamped their feet, let out a breath of mist, and moved their stiff bodies.

"Boss." One of the team members said, covering his abdomen.

"Five minutes of free time." said the man holding a pipe.

The team member hurriedly walked towards the far corner, apparently in a hurry.

Liu Ping stood there, his fluorescent combat uniform emitting a faint fluorescent light, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with the wall, so that those people did not see him at all.

He gradually realized the benefits of this armor.

——It is very rare to be able to achieve this level of camouflage without releasing a "special effects artist".

Two lines of small silver characters appeared before his eyes:

"Enemy troops found."

"You can choose to launch a sneak attack, or you can choose to ignore these people and concentrate on completing your mission."

Liu Ping glanced at them, then simply stood still and looked at the five people quietly.

The wind blew the long knife at his waist.

The two knives shook slightly, making no sound.

The man holding the pipe took out a small machine, patted it, and said:

"Report current situation."

The machine suddenly made a cold sound:

"Current combat duration: 172 hours."

"You still need to complete 231 hours of combat before you can return to the base to rest and recuperate."

The man cursed under his breath.

"Boss, don't think about that. At least we are still alive." One of the team members advised.

"I order to continue the combat mission in three minutes, and immediately seize the time to rest." The man said.

"yes!"

Several team members took the time to move their hands and feet.

One of the female team members quickly took out the food and distributed it to everyone.

"Too sweet." Someone said.

"Stop talking nonsense, this nutrition bar is my treasure. If you don't eat it, you will lose it." The female team member glared.

"Eat, why don't you eat?" the man said quickly to please.

"Speaking of which, how is your brother doing now?" the captain asked while eating a nutritional bar.

"He said he has the talent of a priest and is still practicing." The female team member smiled sweetly.

"That's much better than us... We are pure death squads." The captain muttered.

"Haha, it would be nice to live a little longer." Another team member said.

Liu Ping stood aside.

He leaned against the wall and looked at these "enemies" quietly.

"23 years old, 19 years old, 35 years old, 41 years old, 15 years old - those who operate mechas are cannon fodder troops. If they can survive 172 hours, I am already blessing them." God said.

Liu Ping looked around at the broken walls and said through a message: "Treat the world of sentient beings as a battlefield... What are the Lords of Nightmares fighting for?"

"Through such a battlefield, we can distinguish the high and low, and thus determine the order in which we eat food." God replied.

"food?"

"Specially refers to those worlds with fresh souls."

"It's strange, you answered so readily today, you look more like a man." Mother Earth said sarcastically.

"Liu Ping asked very appropriately - by the way, men are created in my image." God said.

"Just the distance from a semi-finished product to a masterpiece." Mother Earth commented.

Liu Ping smiled and patted the knife on his waist gently with his hand.

So when the wind blew again, the two long knives seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, motionless.

Soon.

After the five people finished eating, they jumped on the mecha and gradually flew away amidst the rumbling sound.

Liu Ping looked at the direction they left, and then murmured for a while:

"It seems... I'm more motivated..."

He flashed, rushed into the sky, and flew towards his destination.

Feng Xue was left behind him.

He drew a graceful arc above the mountains and fell into the back of the canyon. He kept falling downwards and quickly grabbed a protruding rock halfway.

It should be here!

Liu Ping tried pressing on the rock.

The rock wall to his left suddenly opened up.

Liu Ping got in.

The rock wall closed behind him, and in the darkness, small silver letters appeared again:

"You have arrived at Hidden Supply Camp No. 3011."

"mission completed."

"High five please."

Liu Ping clapped his hands gently as he was told.

The voice sounded.

The surroundings suddenly lit up.

What I saw here was a rather crude camp, with nothing else except a wooden statue about the same size as a life-size one.

The statue looked like a woman, but it was only half-sculpted. The facial features were empty, without arms and legs.

The statue suddenly made a female voice:

"Hello, young ghost."

"——Hello." Liu Ping said.

"You have extremely high talents and should receive higher-level training here, so please use this card, it will help you." said the wooden statue.

A card flew out from the gap in the rock wall and landed in Liu Ping's hand.

Liu Ping looked down and saw a handful of soft and bright spring water painted on the card, reflecting the moon in the sky.

Two lines of burning small words appeared in the void:

"Fountain of Awakening."

"Drinking this spring water will preserve all memories and prevent you from forgetting everything in the past."

Liu Ping flipped the cards.

This card has turned slightly yellow and looks like it has experienced endless years——

Its function is to allow the user to save memories.

Bang!

The card disappeared and turned into a bottle of spring water, falling into Liu Ping's hands.

"Drink the spring water, it will be of great help to you," said the wooden statue.

Liu Ping was silent for a while.

——What kind of situations require memory preservation?

Weird.

When it reaches a weird level, all living beings will lose their memory.

If you can drink the water from the Awakening Spring in time, you will not fall into that situation.

The wood carving didn't lie.

——But why is this?

In the eyes of the Lord of Nightmares, all living beings are just food. Why should it help it retain its memory?

Is it because it makes the soul more delicious?

The voice of Mother Earth suddenly sounded:

"'Omniscient and Almighty Lord', do you know-"

"You have no sense of propriety. You don't even ask Liu Ping this, but you still ask me, do you think I can say it?" God said.

"Why can't you say it?" Mother Earth said unconvinced.

"Because destiny - when you try to observe it, control it, manipulate it, it will definitely change, so we must remain silent." God said.

Liu Ping seemed not to hear anything, picked up the bottle and drank the spring water inside.

The wooden statue's voice immediately sounded again:

"The real power, from low to high, can be divided into: primary, secondary, high, fierce, king, and sage."

"Now I will teach you a king-level strange knife technique."

Liu Ping said: "Wait a minute, what does Qigui mean?"

The wooden statue said: "The 'emergence' of multiple laws makes the power beyond what all living beings can understand, so it is called strange."

"Why don't you teach me the basic magic knife skills step by step?" Liu Ping asked again.

"Because I don't have the basic Strange Sword Technique here, I have no choice but to directly teach you the King-level Strange Sword Technique." said the wooden statue.

"Can I master it?" Liu Ping asked anxiously.

"At the beginning, you can only exert about one ten thousandth of its power, but as long as you are taught it, you will grow up sooner or later, and maybe one day you will be able to completely master it." said the wooden statue.

Liu Ping was suddenly enlightened.

It turns out there is a degree of mastery factor here.

I have encountered some guys who used advanced strange powers before——

But now that I think about it, the power they exerted is not as good as my own strange knife skills. "If there are voices, all the souls will be cut off here."

Maybe the same thing?

However, I still don't understand why the wooden statue taught him such advanced and strange knife skills without any reservation.

What on earth is the Lord of Nightmares thinking?

Thoughts kept flashing through Liu Ping's mind.

But he saw a ray of light emitting from the wooden statue, hitting the void.

Another card suddenly fell from the void.

"Take this card and start studying hard."

Wooden statue says.

Liu Ping reached out to catch the card and couldn't help but ask: "Does the Lord of Nightmares have too high expectations for me? I'm just a swordsman. Why do I have to learn such advanced moves from the beginning?"

"The war situation is very bad. You must gain strength as soon as possible, better serve the Lord of Nightmares, and strive to win this war, otherwise all of you will be eaten by other Lords of Nightmares." said the wooden statue.

Liu Ping thought for a while.

This seems to make sense.

But that spring water really doesn’t make sense.

He looked down at the cards.

The cards are real again.

If I really learned the king-level strange sword technique and completely mastered it——

Will the Lord of Nightmares worry about this?

I always feel it is too contradictory.

In the void, lines of small burning characters suddenly appeared:

"You have acquired some strange knife skills from the Lord of Nightmares."

"Do you want to start studying?"