Purgatory Artist

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"You activated the card book: Death Puppet."

"Junior: Li Yuan is called a death doll by your card book."

"You disbanded this call."

As soon as all the burning small prints were collected, they slowly disappeared into the void.

Liuping walked along the street and muttered:

"—The old man is not bad, he takes money to do things, kills when he is weak, and counsels when he is strong, this is the big brother of the mixed society."

Twenty minutes later.

He stood in front of the dark spire.

Look up—

The top of the dark spire was submerged in the depths of the clouds and was invisible at all.

It is impossible to judge whether there is a sacred atonement card hidden inside the eaves.

The surroundings are heavily guarded.

If you fly up and look for the card, you are likely to be found, and then startled the devil.

It is a good way to fly up and take a look.

But now I can’t run back to Yongye—

The team leader and the Tigers are still investigating matters related to the prisoners.

I can't mess with them as soon as I come up.

Liu Ping sighed and looked towards the entrance in front of the steeple.

At the gate of the minaret, there were several long dense lines.

Someone yelled:

"Slave selection is about to start, don't crowd, line up, don't line up, be careful, Lord Devil eats you in one bite!"

Liu Ping's expression moved slightly.

The old man's words echoed in his ears again:

"Even the finalists are rewarded, but that's a soaring opportunity..."

He thought for a while, stepped forward, and joined the crowd in line.

After a while.

"Name?"

"Li Yuan."

"Identify card."

"Give."

"Verification passed, okay, let's go in."

Liuping walked into the hall of the minaret.

I saw that there were nearly a hundred human beings standing here, old and young, most of whom were mature men.

Everyone stood nervously, no one dared to speak.

Liu Ping looked around.

I saw lines of small characters emerging from people's heads:

"Humanity;"

"Humanity;"

"Humanity;"

"Humanity;"

"Sacrifice to the messenger;"

"Humanity;"

…

and many more!

Liu Ping's eyes narrowed.

I saw the guy with the "sacrifice messenger" floating above his head. He looked no different from a normal person, except that he looked stronger.

-There are about seven or eight such guys in the crowd.

Aren't you picking slaves?

Why are you hooked up with sacrifices?

interesting…

Unexpectedly, he made a mistake and got a clue here.

I don't know if the team leader and the tiger have found a clue.

Liu Ping thought silently, moving slowly among the crowd, and came to a place near the corridor.

His finger moved quickly.

The five cards suddenly disappeared.

after awhile.

The number of people who entered the first floor one after another reached almost three hundred.

A human in work clothes came over and said loudly: "Okay, there are enough people-now you start fighting and attack the people around you."

"The only rule is: after ten minutes, you can still stand up and advance to the next round."

"Start!"

The voice just fell—

The whole hall was a mess.

People began to frantically attack those around them.

The other teenager beside Liu Ping yelled and hit him with a fist.

Bang!

A dull voice sounded.

Liu Ping was beaten out, hit the wall, and fell to the ground again, falling into a coma.

The young man was slightly startled.

—When will my fist knock people flying?

and…

It seems that the direction of the flight is wrong.

I obviously punched forward, why did he fly to the corner with no people on the right?

"This guy is so strong, everyone hit him first!"

Someone shouted.

Seven or eight people rushed towards the young man.

The boy had no time to think about it, so he could only bite the bullet and greet him.

The whole scene is getting chaotic.

Soon someone was beaten to the head and couldn't stand up anymore.

Liu Ping lay in the corner, squinting to observe.

I saw the guys with "sacrifice messengers" floating above their heads, hiding in the frenzied fighting crowd, calmly choosing their targets.

They must take one life every time they make a move.

—So this is not choosing slaves, but choosing the target of sacrifice?

A trace of coldness appeared in Liu Ping's eyes.

the other side.

A hidden path that no one can see spreads continuously on the spiral staircase.

Norton stood at the front and whispered:

"How? Did you find anything?"

Zhao Chanyi followed behind him, showing a listening look as he walked, and said:

"Liuping has already started the fight-there is no one on the upper level, and there is no devil. It is safe for the time being."

Yana was behind her and said after listening: "Hua Qingkong, let's try it."

"good."

Hua Qingkong responded and took out a silk thread and tied it to Yana's hand.

Yana looked at the silk thread in her hand and said, "I am Liuping's saint, who collects cards specifically for him. If there are sacred cards here, destiny should make it contact me."

The voice just fell.

The thread suddenly stood up, one end connected to her hand, and the other end spreading towards the top of the spire.

"There are sacred cards!"

Everyone was refreshed.

Libertas said: "Stealing cards is my new level 20 skill. You only need to send me to the designated location and leave the rest to me."

"I hope so." Yana said.

"Go!" Norton said confidently.

The five people continued along the hidden path towards the upper floors of the minaret.

The first floor of the minaret.

Ten minutes passed.

The test is over.

Those who died were dragged on and disappeared.

—But no one cares about this, after all, the corpse always needs to be disposed of.

A staff member began to count the number of people:

"Let's see, after this match, there are 15 people who can stand still, no, 16 people."

His eyes fell on the corner of the wall.

I saw a teenager climbed up from the ground grinning.

Everyone also found the boy.

"It's really despicable, it's such a foolish pass." Someone scolded.

"The rule is that the person who can stand last will pass, so no matter what method he uses, as long as he passes the pass," the staff member said.

Everyone reminisced briefly, and couldn't help being silent.

The rule is indeed this rule, but—

This is too treacherous!

The staff member waved: "Okay, you go to the second floor, this floor can let new people come in, the number is enough to 400 people, start the fight again!"

"Yes!"

The fence at the door was released, and the people in line behind began to enter.

Those Liu Ping who passed the first stage walked along the corridor to the second floor.

The second layer is different from the first layer.

As soon as I walked in, I felt as if I had walked into a dense jungle.

If you stand on tiptoe and look into the distance, you can even see a high mountain covered in snow.

A staff member stood by the big tree and said loudly:

"Well, hurry up!"

"You, you, and you, a few of you, they are another group."

"The first group flees, the second group pursues and kills."

"The end of the game is on the snow-capped mountain, and the first group of people who successfully arrived there can enter the third floor;"

"As for the second group, those who kill people can pass."

"now."

"The first group advances to the forest, and the second group will depart in ten minutes—"

Liu Ping looked around, but everyone was a little at a loss.

"Start!"

The staff shouted.

Half of the people rushed forward.

Liu Ping was placed in the second group.

He stood there and waited silently until the staff member yelled:

"The chase begins!"

Everyone rushed forward, trying to catch up with the first group that had escaped before.

Liu Ping also mixed in, and while secretly guarding the sacrificial messengers, he rushed forward.

Before long, it seemed that they were afraid of the same group of people grabbing the head, and the crowd slowly dispersed, chasing forward along different roads.

Liu Ping turned to a small road, but saw two sacrifice envoys following him.

He hadn't spoken yet, and the two looked at each other, and one of them silently withdrew and went in another direction.

Liu Ping now understands.

-He became the prey of the person who stayed behind.

The sacrificial messenger really smiled and said, "We are all from the hunting group, and we have to fight with the first group."

"Yes." Liu Ping said.

The sacrificial messenger continued: "It would be more dangerous for one person to kill one person. Why don't you kill one person if I help you kill one person, so that we always maintain two-to-one, relatively safe, do you think?"

"Good idea." Liu Ping said.

"What kind of attack are you good at?" the sacrificial messenger asked.

"You saw that just now. I would just hide on the ground and pretend to be dead, and use the rules to pass the level. In fact, I'm not good at fighting." Liu Ping smiled.

Before he finished his words, a knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

Shadow knife.

On the long knife, bright red blood dripped slowly.

"Why is there blood on your knife?" the sacrificial messenger asked strangely.

"You can guess." Liu Ping said.

The sacrificial messenger suddenly stopped moving.

Liu Ping sighed and said, "I just said that I will only use the rules to pass the level."

"The rule is:'He who kills someone can pass the level.'"

"So I killed you, and I passed."

The voice fell.

The sacrificial messenger's head rolled to the ground. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

It's dead.

Lines of burning small characters emerged in the void:

"You used a vacuum slash."

"You killed the opponent and gained 50 soul power, which is converted into 5% experience value."

The long knife shook, and all the blood was shaken out.

Liu Ping's voice turned cold and continued: "Those who attempt to hunt down the first group will be killed by you from behind during the tracking process."

"The people in the first group are just trying to escape, and will not guard against the people in the same group around them. They will also be killed by the people around them."

"What a great idea."

"so-"

"I borrow your head for a use."