Infernal Artist

"Okay, that's enough chatting. We have to complete the last step, and then you will become a card master." Hell Spirit said.

"What is it?" Liu Ping asked.

"I will start summoning the Attendant God for you now." Hell Spirit said.

"Servant of God?"

"Yes, it is also called the God of Samurai - the God of Samurai is born with the ability to enslave all living beings, and will help you turn those who surrender into cards."

"...I thought the God of Service was a kind of deity."

"No, Card Master is the candidate god, because Card Master has been recognized by the gods and rules, and has broken away from the class of the general public - but very few Card Masters can truly ascend to the throne of God."

The Hell Spirit said, pulling out a black-covered book from the void.

"Come on, tell me your conditions, and I will summon several servant gods for you, and you will choose each other."

"Should I tell you some of my prerequisites for serving the God?" Liu Ping asked.

"Yes, it is very important to choose the God of Samurai. As you grow, the God of Samurai will also grow with you, so please be careful."

Liu Ping pondered for a while and said: "Before this, I want to know what kind of existence the God of Samurai is."

Hell Spirit said: "I can only give you the most basic explanation:"

"Some of the servant gods come from beings with this talent. They may have been extremely special beings, they may have been gods and demons in the past, they may be ancient spirits, or they may be some unknown existences that even I don't know their origins - —”

"These existences are all dead, and they each have their own flaws, so they cannot be qualified as card masters. Only by becoming a Samurai God can they get back on the road to becoming stronger."

"Let's get started. Tell us your requirements for the servant gods, and I will select a few for you."

Liu Ping thought for a while and said, "I want those beings who were originally least willing to become servant gods to come forward."

The prison spirit looked at him quietly and asked, "Why set such a condition?"

Liu Ping said: "Reluctance is a precious temperament, especially after death and becoming the God of Attendance, you are still unwilling -"

"This kind of temperament proves how outstanding its owner is. Only such an outstanding guy can barely keep up with my pace. Otherwise, ordinary servant gods really can't follow me." Liu Ping said.

"You have never become a card master, so why do you think that the ordinary God of Samurai cannot follow you?" Hell Spirit asked in confusion.

"A little bit of experience." Liu Ping spread his hands and said.

"...Okay, I will call out those beings who have strong unwillingness in their hearts." Hell Spirit said.

It pressed its hand on the black book and whispered an obscure incantation.

As the sound of the mantra became louder and louder, layers of dreamlike gray fog gradually appeared all around.

These gray fogs connected together and turned into walls rising into the sky.

The wall was dozens of meters high, gradually isolating the surrounding area and trapping Hell Spirit and Liu Ping within it.

The sound of the curse suddenly stopped.

"They are coming!" the hell spirit said softly.

Liu Ping looked at the surrounding walls and saw clouds of gray mist gathering and forming on the walls, turning into smooth mirrors.

In the mirror, existences of different shapes gradually appeared.

These beings all looked at Liu Ping.

On the wall to the left of Liu Ping, a group of burly, shirtless men appeared.

They stood together and looked towards Liu Ping.

“A clown—a clown who pleases others, who also wants to be the master we serve?”

The strong man in the lead let out a thunderous roar.

Liu Ping said: "The clown is just a fighting character. In fact, my ideal is to make everyone happy."

The strong man showed a contemptuous smile, shook his head and said: "Superficial guy."

He turned and walked towards the depths of the mirror, and the strong men around him immediately followed him.

——The wall turned into a blank.

They're gone.

Liu Ping shrugged helplessly and whispered: "There's nothing wrong with being happy."

At this time, a voice came from the wall on the right: "The really superficial ones are those brainless guys. They don't understand how precious it is to be happy in the eternal night."

Liu Ping turned around and looked.

On that wall, the gray mist outlined a giant with spikes all over his body.

The giant's eyes were burning with flames, and he was looking down at Liu Ping.

"Do you agree with my idea?" Liu Ping asked.

The giant slowly squatted down and said seriously: "Yes, we will enslave all surrenders together. Their flesh, blood, skin and bones are our food, and their souls must mourn in front of you and me. When they are with us, Having to kneel on the ground to talk to us - I can totally relate to the joy of it, clown, we are in the same boat."

Liu Ping looked at the giant and saw lines of small words emerging from its head:

"Ogre King,??"

"It is an ancient demigod that feeds on living beings. It naturally knows how to make cards from living beings. After death, it was unwilling to exist as a dead person, so it embarked on the path of becoming a servant god."

Liu Ping coughed lightly and said: "It seems that I have to explain that my name is Liu Ping. The clown is just my fighting role. And the joy I am talking about does not mean cannibalism, wailing or other twisted interpretations."

The giant looked disappointed, shook his head and said, "You are not the card master I am looking for."

He retreated step by step into the depths of the gray fog and gradually disappeared on the wall.

The departure of two consecutive gods of servants immediately caused many whispers among the gods of servants.

Liu Ping looked around.

On the opposite wall, he saw a bald man sitting on a huge skeleton, looking down at him, shaking his head and saying:

"A card master who can become a clown has abandoned the most basic sense of shame and is not the person I am looking for."

Gray fog surges.

The servant god also disappeared from the wall.

One after another, the servant gods kept disappearing.

In the end, only five servant gods were left on the wall.

A man with countless purple lights coming out of his back looked at Liu Ping and said:

"It's not impossible to make me your servant god, but I have a condition."

"Please speak," Liu Ping said.

"In the past, you wouldn't even be able to see a person like me. From now on, you have to listen to me in everything." The man said.

Liu Ping said nothing.

He closed his lips tightly and looked at the patron saints on the wall one by one.

After counting the interest.

"You, you, and you, and you, please go."

Liu Ping pointed at the man with purple light coming from his back and the other three servant gods.

The man looked at him deeply and said, "You will regret it."

He and the other three servant gods sank into the gray mist and disappeared deep into the wall.

All the walls are empty.

Only the last servant god was left, standing quietly on the wall behind Liu Ping.

Liu Ping turned to look at the servant god and said softly: "You haven't left yet. I guess you have some considerations. Let's talk about it and see if we can choose each other."

It was a woman wearing a long black dress, with a pure white mask on her face, making it impossible to see her clearly.

Boundless darkness surrounded her, and even the gray mist was repelled, making it impossible to get close to her body.

Lines of burning small words appeared above her head:

"The Lord of Torment."

"????????,?????,???????"

"The name of the god."

"——According to the intelligence we collected, she should be fighting a divine battle with the Goddess of Pain. I don't know why she suddenly appeared here and became a patron god."

There was silence.

The goddess in a black dress said: "The servant gods you selected are all extremely unwilling beings, so I will appear here. As for why I haven't left yet-"

"Because I want to watch and see if you are really ready to conquer such a group of the strongest servant gods."

"But in the end, you didn't succeed."

Liu Ping said: "On the contrary, I feel that I successfully rejected them."

The woman said: "Your deck is joy and your character is clown. Shouldn't you please everyone?"

"There is a problem involved here."

"What?"

"I'm not happy."

"It is considered consistent with your deck, but the clown is ridiculed, and I have no intention of accepting such a card master."

"There is never just one face to a person, so I am not just a clown either."

"You really want me to be your god-in-waiting?"

"Yes, I hope I can be given a chance."

"Why choose me?"

"I'm happy."

"If you want me to be your god of service, you have to make me happy first."

"How can I make you happy?"

"You just said that people never have more than one side, and I agree with that - but I don't see that you can be anything other than a clown."

"As time goes by, you can gradually understand me by seeing people's hearts."

"I can't wait that long, why don't you prove it to me now——"

The woman grabbed it casually, took out a card from the void and displayed it in front of Liu Ping.

"Go ahead, if you can prove yourself, I will be your god of service."

Liu Ping looked at the card and saw a scene he had never seen painted on it.