Infernal Artist

dusk.

The sunset is like blood.

Liu Ping was startled by the sound of footsteps and opened his eyes.

The leader of the team hurriedly climbed up the city wall and said breathlessly: "Sorry, I have to disturb you."

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"It's very important. We need to find the original location of the church." The team leader said.

"church?"

"right."

…

Liu Ping never imagined that his first job would be to help everyone find the original site of the church.

The leader of the team is a strong man with a Chinese character and a beard.

He held a cigarette in his mouth, opened a suspended light screen and said:

"I remember that the church in Dark Mist Town has changed its location several times, but there is no corresponding information on where it was last built."

A deputy beside him said: "No one pays much attention to this extremely remote stronghold. No one has collected information for a long time."

"This is a mistake in the company's work arrangements." The team leader said.

"Where there is no benefit, we will always be full of mistakes." Another person lamented.

"So we have to perform better, do you understand?" the team leader said.

"yes."

Everyone responded, and then looked at Liu Ping.

——Liu Ping naturally knew what to do.

"plz follow me."

He led the entire fighting team through the ruins and finally arrived at the location of the church.

"That's it." Liu Ping said.

"Very well, Jason, it's up to you." The team leader said.

A tall, thin man came out, knelt on the ground and whispered softly: "Lord of Pain, I am your loyal servant. In this world of death and darkness, I call for your will to come."

Wait a few seconds.

The statue was motionless, showing nothing strange.

"wrong."

Jason stood up and walked around the statue a few times, his expression suddenly changed.

"What's wrong, Jason?" the team leader asked.

"There is no god's guiding power on this statue. It is abandoned." Jason said.

"Impossible. If the gods no longer care about Dark Mist Town, then we have already received the news - just wait, I will check it out." The team leader started typing quickly against the light screen.

Liu Ping watched quietly from the side.

A line of small burning words appeared before his eyes:

"Don't worry, when you absorbed the power of the statue, this sequence opened many barriers in time, and the goddess of pain did not see your true appearance."

Liu Ping immediately felt relieved.

The team leader worked for a while, and as if he had received some message, he announced loudly: "Open the transmitter, and we will invite another statue."

He stood up and announced to everyone:

"God has not given up on Dark Mist Town. The statues here have been desecrated by monsters, so they have lost their power to attract them."

Everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, since there is no problem, let's start working. It will get dark in half an hour. If anyone loses control, I will let him guard the outside of the city wall alone." The team leader yelled.

The crowd dispersed, divided into several small teams, and began to inspect equipment, distribute supplies, and determine functions.

They made preparations for the war quickly and efficiently.

Liu Ping squatted in the temporary command room, staying with a painter.

His job is to point out the original locations of buildings in the town to the painter.

Liu Ping was a little confused.

——Why should we care about the original layout of a town that has become a ruin?

The painter saw his confusion and explained:

"Every stronghold is chosen by God, and the buildings and functions therein are also designated by God himself, and mortals cannot change them."

"Why is it so strict?" Liu Ping asked.

"Only buildings guided by gods can resist the 'spread of death' and firmly occupy the earth, preventing everything around the building from being swallowed by eternal night." The painter said without raising his head.

Liu Ping smacked it for a moment, then gradually came back to his senses.

yes.

This is eternal night and the realm of death.

I am afraid that only beings like gods know how to establish a living stronghold in the world of death.

"Everything of value should be used for designated purposes by God." The team leader said piously.

"Then we should make records earlier." Liu Ping said.

The piety on the team leader's face immediately disappeared, and he shrugged: "Dark Mist Town is just the stronghold of the first act of the world of cultivation... It has been abandoned over the years, and it has no value..."

Next, the painter asked in detail about the monsters that like to haunt the night.

Liu Ping told everything from memory.

The painter quickly drew the monsters.

Whenever he finished a painting, the monster would immediately come to life and then return to the painting.

When the scorpion girl appeared, everyone thought it was fine and everyone was busy with what they were doing.

"The combat power is 130, which is pretty good here."

The team leader looked at the light screen and said lazily.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Ping described the monster that appeared in the sky.

——The name is the crawling lord of nightmares, an existence with unfathomable power!

The painter quickly drew the monster.

When the monster jumped out of the drawing board and stood in the middle of the ruins, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at it.

"Combat strength... damn, it can't be calculated in detail. It can only be rated as A level." The team leader looked at the light screen and said.

He looked at everyone's reaction and secretly winked at the painter.

The painter quickly put the painting away.

The monster disappears.

Everyone gradually came to their senses and started busy with the work at hand again.

"Your painting is really amazing." Liu Ping said with admiration.

Too.

Why haven't you thought about learning to draw?

Let's study it later.

"It's just a resemblance, it doesn't have the strength of the monster itself." The painter smiled.

"Yeah, luckily that monster is gone - Liu Ping, it left Dark Mist Town, right?" the team leader asked loudly.

"Yes." Liu Ping knew what he meant and replied loudly.

The atmosphere around seemed a little better.

Liu Ping added: "I'm telling the truth. That monster has already left here and gone to the depths of the world of death."

The team leader glanced at Liu Ping with an expression of approval.

He and Liu Ping were both standing next to the painter, and they had already seen the painter write a small "S" on the album.

——S-class monster.

Now Liu Ping doesn't say anything and cooperates with him to stabilize the morale of the army. He is really very clever.

And Liu Ping had already noticed the reaction of the team leader.

Judging from the opponent's busy cover-up actions, S-class should be a more powerful existence than A-class.

——Don’t they know that this guy is a god from the past?

"Yana, the last time this monster came, he claimed to have taken refuge in you." Liu Ping said quietly.

"Hmph, it looks like this and wants to hang out with me?" Yana said.

Liu Ping said: "Strange, then why is it named after you..."

Yana said: "It is an existence from the nightmare era. It has been dormant for a long time after its defeat. Now it may have some hope... Don't think so much. The secrets inside are not something you can touch now."

The two communicated silently, but they heard the team leader say loudly:

"By the way, Liu Ping, you are already a card master and our guide. Please take me to the ruins of the bar to have a look. While we look at it, we can discuss the distribution of the battle."

"good."

Liu Ping led the team leader towards the bar.

This time, the team leader did not bring several other followers with him.

The two entered the ruins.

The team leader winked at Liu Ping and lowered his voice: "Guard the door for me. I'll call the company for reinforcements."

"No problem." Liu Ping went to stand at the door of the ruins.

I saw the team leader hiding behind a wall. With a casual touch, a light screen suddenly lit up in front of him.

"I am the captain of the tactical assault team, number 02637, requesting to be connected to the headquarters."

A female voice sounded on the light screen:

"Your permission has been approved, please wait for the connection."

There was a loud noise.

"--connected."

A scene suddenly appeared on the light screen.

I saw that Wang Wei was covered in injuries, and asked with a cold look: "What's the matter?"

The team leader was stunned and hesitated: "We probably need reinforcements."

"There will be no reinforcements, the divine war has begun, and the company is under strong fire attack." Wang Wei said.

She moved casually, and the screen turned to the other side.

The entire city was filled with thick smoke rising from explosions and destruction.

"You have to find a way to defend Dark Mist Town on your own, that's it." Wang Wei clicked on the screen.

The screen suddenly turned off.

The team leader was dumbfounded.

After a while, he cursed: "Damn it! How can I hold on to this!"

suddenly.

His headset buzzed again.

"Boss, the second reconstruction team has arrived with the church statue card."

"Ah? That's great!"

The team leader and Liu Ping strode out of the ruins of the bar together.

The two looked up to the sky and saw a large transport plane flying in from the distance.

After a while.

The reconstruction team officially joins the town defense.

As soon as these people arrived, they were busy reinforcing the steel city wall, and then divided some people to set up large-scale long-range attack equipment in the town. They also set up special teleportation equipment, took over a brand new statue, and placed it on the flat land where the church is located. .

"This statue requires the power of a card master to activate, so I leave it to you." The team leader said.

"Let me try."

Liu Ping placed his hand on the statue of the Goddess of Pain.

Lines of burning small characters emerged:

"The other party is confirming your identity."

"Identity confirmed."

"The statue activates!"

In an instant, the statue turned into a ray of light, circled around the church several times, and finally dispersed, sinking into the church like snowflakes.

The church suddenly lit up, and there was faint movement.

Liu Ping opened the door and walked into the church.

The statue of the Lady of Pain stands in the center of the church, surrounded by candles.

Sacred singing sounds came from the void, as if many people were standing here, singing and praising the goddess.

In front of the statue of the goddess, there are two rows of statues, all of which are unknown beings of different shapes.

They guard the goddess of pain.

Yana's voice sounded: "Look, she also pays attention to style, do you understand?"

"Why is this happening?"

"The sense of ritual - which church of the gods dares to ignore the sense of ritual?"

"You asked me to pay attention to my style, so you wanted me to become a god?"

"Don't you want to become powerful? Don't you want people to call you the respected Ugly God?" Yana asked in return.

"I want to be powerful, but I don't want to be an ugly god." Liu Ping said.

At this time, he suddenly smelled a fragrance.

He followed the smell and walked into the side hall, where he saw a rectangular mahogany table filled with various foods and drinks.

A line of small burning words appeared in the void:

“Supply the table.”

"You can take it as you go, and it can provide food for ten people at a time."

Liu Ping picked up a bowl of broth and took a sip, frowned, and walked towards the garden again.

The garden has a fountain and a path leading to the lounge.

——This is all the supplies.

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

"You are a saint."

"Because of your existence, Dark Mist Town already has clergy."

“The most basic functions of the church are activated.”

"The idol began to glow."

Liu Ping walked out quickly and returned to the hall. Sure enough, he saw wisps of white light emerging from the statue of the Goddess of Pain, illuminating the surrounding area, making it look solemn and solemn.

When the light shone on him, Liu Ping immediately felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart.

In the shroud of this light, all eternal night monsters cannot attack themselves.

He thought for a moment and took a few steps back.

——The light immediately stopped shining on him.

It's amazing.

This light comes from the sculpture, which can only illuminate a distance of up to three meters nearby.

Another piece of information emerged in Liu Ping's mind.

——If he can protect this place well and let more and more souls join him, then the scope of this light will expand.

At this time, the voice of the team leader came from outside the church:

"Count down to five seconds."

"five,"

"Four,"

"three,"

"two,"

"one."

"Eternal night has fallen."

"Repeat it again, eternal night has fallen!"

"Everyone prepare to fight!"