Infernal Artist

"Come on, mortal, you only have one chance."

The owner of the manor opened a book, held it in his hands and said.

He looked unconcerned, and could even be considered uninterested.

——But he does have a killing intent.

Liu Ping thought for a while.

Maybe this guy really wanted to kill himself and get the secrets hidden behind the world, but he had no interest in killing himself.

Why?

Liu Ping's eyes fell on the book.

In the void, a line of small burning characters marked:

"Collection of sentient beings settings."

——Yes, all known professions and moves are recorded here.

What will happen if you attack the manor owner?

Liu Ping put his hand on the handle of the knife.

God's voice sounded quietly: "Advanced strange knife skills can't kill it. At most, it can only seriously injure it, but it can't keep it."

"It's completely impossible?" Liu Ping asked.

"Unless...you take advantage of it..." God said.

Liu Ping fell into silence.

"The tone you spoke just now was quite serious. Why don't you dare to come up and fight?" the manor owner mocked.

"good--"

The words fell.

Liu Ping suddenly rushed forward, slashing out hundreds of blades from the long knife in his hand, striking down the manor owner fiercely.

The book suddenly flashed.

The owner of the manor didn't even look at the sword light in the air. He just stared at the settings book that opened automatically, with a sarcastic look on his lips.

"Swordsman's 7820th Style, Vacuum Slashing Technique, tsk, that's it?"

He said casually.

A humanoid phantom appeared from the book, passed through the overlapping sword lights with great ease, and directly hit Liu Ping.

Liu Ping immediately fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

The manor owner shook his head and stretched out his hand.

A soul emerged from Liu Ping's body and was taken into his hands.

"A boring battle...let me see what else is here?"

He waved his arms, preparing to cast some kind of spell.

suddenly.

He seemed to sense something again and slowly stopped his hand.

He saw Liu Ping standing there dozens of meters away, looking at him calmly.

And the soul wrapped around the hand has long since disappeared.

"You——are obviously dead."

The owner of the manor said puzzled.

Liu Ping didn't speak, didn't draw his sword, he just looked at the other person with deep eyes.

The manor owner fell silent.

After a while, he spoke again: "This is not something a mortal can do."

Liu Ping then said: "Sentient beings really can't do it."

"Normal tricks can't fool me." The manor owner said.

"You should know after trying it. In fact, if I want to, I can completely deceive you." Liu Ping said.

"Yes." The manor owner nodded.

"For some reason, I can't tell you something directly, but since you are in charge of the entire manor and select fruits for the masters, you should already understand what I do." Liu Ping said.

"It turns out that you are also working for the master..." The owner of the manor looked at him and said: "Yes, you work for a certain master, what are you discovering here..."

"After more than two thousand years, no one has ever discovered the problem here. Do you think I can discover the mystery here?" Liu Ping asked.

The owner of the manor said with some regret: "It seems that the master you serve is interested in this place."

"I didn't say anything." Liu Ping said.

"In that case...then I'm leaving. I won't tell anyone else about this." The manor owner said.

"A wise person always lives a long life. Goodbye." Liu Ping said.

The void opened and the manor owner walked towards it.

He suddenly stopped again and asked, "Can you give me a hint?"

Liu Ping said nothing, just pointed at his back, and then pointed at his other hand.

behind.

hand.

Understood.

——It is the powerful and unpredictable Nightmare King Luo.

The manor owner nodded.

The hosts rarely show up in person.

If you don't really know the owner, how can you point out its characteristics so vividly?

"You showed up so rashly and asked so many questions. Now it's my turn to ask you a question." Liu Ping said.

"You ask." The manor owner said.

"There are countless small things in history... Why do you pay attention to things here? What do you want?" Liu Ping asked.

"This is not my personal matter, but something about history - frankly speaking, sometimes the owners will also compete for food... and there will be some unpleasantness..."

The manor owner said hesitantly.

Liu Ping looked at his reluctant look, and thoughts flashed through his mind.

The next second.

He took off the thorn ring on his finger and said: "I have heard of your name for a long time and have a very good impression of you. Maybe we can work together if we have the opportunity in the future."

Ding--

The thorn ring flew dozens of meters and landed on the manor owner's hand.

"What is this?" the manor owner asked in surprise.

"A small gift to show your appreciation." Liu Ping said.

The owner of the manor sank his thoughts into the thorn ring, and suddenly said with emotion: "This is too much."

"So is there any additional information - you know that I am working for the master and need some information support." Liu Ping asked.

The ring was so light and so weighty that the owner of the manor kept rubbing the ring on his hand, and the reluctance on his face finally disappeared.

He lowered his voice and said:

"Two thousand years ago, the masters came to this world, ate all the souls on the third day, and then fought..."

"I can't go into details, but it seemed like there was something wrong at the time and it was covered up."

"Thank you." Liu Ping smiled.

Between the electric light and flint, sudden changes occurred——

In the void behind the manor owner, a long knife emitting black light suddenly appeared and slashed towards its neck with all its strength.

Immediately following the long sword, another Liu Ping emerged from the void——

This is the real Liu Ping!

He used the "special effects artist" to deceive the manor owner, but showed the effect of the "special effects artist" to the other party to let the other party know that he had been fooled.

Hence the subsequent conversation.

Despite this, the other party was still fooled.

——Because the Liu Ping it was talking to was still fake!

Liu Ping tightened his grip on the handle of the knife and slashed with all his strength——

"It's done."

"Yes, kill it."

Mother Earth and the Goddess of Death spoke at the same time.

"No." God said.

The next moment.

The entire time and space suddenly fell into stasis.

The fake Liu Ping still smiled and pretended to listen.

The owner of the manor held the thorn ring, opened his mouth, and continued to say something.

Behind it, the real Liu Ping held the knife and cut it to its neck——

The knife stopped.

"Damn old man, what's going on?" Mother Earth asked.

"It's very simple. Everything here has the necessary cause and effect from two thousand years ago. Before the 'past' is completely formed, the final result cannot be drawn here." God said.

"You mean-" the female Death God said with emotion.

"Yes, time, space, cause and effect, and destiny were activated together. They required Liu Ping to figure out what happened two thousand years ago before he could determine the final result here." God said with emotion.

Liu Ping listened silently, then interjected: "According to what you said, isn't that extremely rare situation already formed here?"

"Yes, this is how blank history is formed." God said.

The words just fell.

In an instant, Liu Ping disappeared from where he was.

…

Two thousand years ago.

The era of nightmares.

There was a flash in the sky, and Liu Ping suddenly appeared.

He stood on the rock and looked at the devastated ruins of the city in the distance.

The whole world seems to be deserted.

Those nightmare lords must have eaten up all the souls, leaving only a world of complete death.

God’s voice full of emotion sounded:

"All the power of the gods has returned to the God of Death. They have been waiting for two thousand years and finally waited for you. You saved the Twins of Death, re-energized history, and made history enter a blank state from this moment on."

"But - why this moment?" Liu Ping couldn't help but ask.

He stared at the burning small words in front of him:

"The world will be destroyed in three days."

It's too late.

What can I do if I return to this era?

God didn't answer.

Liu Ping thought for a while and suddenly came to some understanding.

Death twins.

A world of destruction.

The Nightmare Lords leave.

Before they leave——

The manor owner’s voice echoed in my ears again:

"Two thousand years ago, the masters came to this world, ate all the souls on the third day, and then fought..."

"I can't go into details, but there seemed to be some problem at the time, and it was covered up..."

What is going on?

Liu Ping moved across the sky and landed in front of the secret camp.

He waved his hand and opened the camp, only to find that John and Jenny were not inside.

"Death?" Liu Ping asked immediately.

"They're fine. They're over there in the ruins of the city - wait, something seems to have happened." The female Death God's voice suddenly rose.

Two cards emerged from the black ring.

These are the twins of death: sleep and silence.

I saw that the colors of the two cards began to slowly change, changing towards dark purple.

"They no longer belong to me!" said the female Death God.

John and Jenny on the card began to look dull.

Liu Ping no longer hesitated, waved his hand and released the "special effects artist", making himself invisible in the void, and then flew towards the city at full speed.

Only two breaths passed.

He arrived over the city.

"Yes, this is the moment..." God whispered.

Liu Ping lowered his head and looked down at the entire city, his eyes suddenly condensed.

He immediately added a layer of "deception" power to the outside of the "special effects artist" and then quietly fell behind a collapsed building.

He stood behind the building, slowly poked his head out, and looked at the scene ahead——

John and Jenny knelt on the ground with numb expressions.

In the square opposite them, lay a huge body.

The behemoth was covered in wounds. It looked like it was seriously injured and was already dying.

"You... must try every means to find other worlds and capture some sentient beings back. I need their souls, do you understand?"

The behemoth said in human language.

"Yes." John and Jenny responded at the same time.

Behind the building.

"Is this the so-called blank history?" Liu Ping asked silently.

"I can finally say it - I'm choking to death," God let out a long breath and continued: "Yes, no one can figure out what happened during this period of time, even the manor owner is still exploring, so Whether you can kill it in the future depends on what happened in this period of history."

"Did this seriously injured Nightmare Lord recover from his injuries and make a comeback with the Death Twins - or has he died here?"

"This is the first thing to be decided."

God said it all in one breath.

Liu Ping took out the Baina knife and said softly: "I guess - it died here."

He suddenly disappeared from where he was.