Purgatory Artist

"You can sense death."

"The humans in the endless city are dying at a speed beyond imagination."

All the small prints disappeared in a flash.

Liu Ping froze and asked in a low voice, "What did you do?"

"Faith has penetrated into everyone's bones in civilization, and it is deeply rooted in everyone's thoughts-you guys posing as gods have done a good job, and now it's time for me to harvest them." The God of the Night.

suddenly.

Several people rushed into the alley and hid in a dark corner, making a shivering sound.

After a while.

Another group of people ran in with guns and laughed: "Guys who believe in the God of Healing, you have long seen you not pleasing to your eyes. Now the oracle of our God of Poison has come down, allowing us to kill you all!"

Da da da da—

A burst of fire.

The group of people in the corner were all killed.

The followers of the **** of poison with guns issued a whistle of excitement and turned and ran towards the street outside.

They never saw the two gods in the alley.

Under the silent night.

All kinds of explosions, screams, gunshots, and crying abruptly.

die.

die.

die.

die.

Relying on the belief in death controlled by the God of Punishment, Liu Ping can fully sense that hundreds of people are falling into death in the endless city.

The whole world seemed to wake up, groaning continuously in the tone of sentient beings.

"hear."

The night **** listened and smiled and said, "A feast has begun."

Liu calmly said: "The believers of the gods are killing each other. It is indeed a feast for the big guys, but what does this have to do with you."

"You are all part of me." The Night God said concisely.

Liu Ping learned from the old man's tone and said, "We have a lot of deities in the Death Element, and their strength is not weak. Are you going to kill us all alone? It's not funny at all."

The Night God stared at him and whispered, "If you don't resist, you may suffer less pain."

On his head, a line of small words popped up:

"Mixed body."

Liu Ping glanced calmly.

Hybrid?

What is this?

The **** of the night turned his hands into sharp claws and walked towards Liuping step by step.

"I deprive you of your sharp claws so that it cannot attack." Liu Ping said.

The spell turned into an invisible force, spreading out in the void.

Almost the next second—

The pair of claws of the night **** returned to his hands again, losing his attack power.

"This is the power of punishment?"

The Night God whispered.

Liu Ping said in the old man's tone: "I am one of the oldest strange creatures, and I have deprived you of your strongest power. Whether you can survive tonight is unknown-go away."

"Strange life?" With an inexplicable look on the face of the night god, he shook his head and said: "I heard that you will lose 10% of your strength if you use punishment."

"So what?" Liu Ping asked.

The night **** stood still.

Several figures emerged from the entrance of the alley.

They slowly walked to the side of the night god, showing their faces.

"Do not…"

Liu Ping looked at several people, and simultaneously searched for their identities from the memories of the old man and the female ghost.

He showed inexplicable expression and whispered: "Midnight, poison, curse, murder... why do you gods unite with the night?"

The five strange beings spoke at the same time: "I said, I need your power, and you don't have any right to choose."

wrong!

Although they are five strange beings, their expressions and tone of voice seem to be the same person!

This is too creepy.

Liu Ping took a step back, his face changed slightly.

For a long time, I completely risked death at any time to fight with strange life.

fight.

In fact, whether it is the "killing of all things" of the female ghost or the "criminal punishment" of the old man, they are all extremely powerful magic tricks, and there is almost no way to crack them.

I also got a glimpse of life through my eagerness.

Now you have to deal with five strange beings at once?

And they obviously have a problem—

Something controls them! !

Suddenly, a voice rang in Liu Ping's ear:

"I count three, two, one, and you immediately go through the alley and run to the southwest to the track. A train is just passing by. You have to jump on the train to survive."

Liu Ping immediately found the owner of this voice from the memory of the old man.

—This is another **** of death.

Is he here to be a rescuer?

Just listen to that voice and count:

"three,"

"two,"

"one!"

Light and shadow flashed.

The overlapping world suddenly descended, enclosing the five gods in front of Liu Ping Ping.

"Take advantage of it now!"

The voice urged.

Liu Ping made a decisive decision, quickly climbed over the low alley wall, and dashed towards the southwest.

He didn't dare to fly, after all, he didn't know how many enemies there were, and whether he was watching here from a certain direction.

He galloped fast in the darkness, passing through the streets that plunged into the night, and finally saw the railroad tracks.

The sharp whistle sounded in the far-reaching night.

—The train is coming!

Liu Ping suddenly felt it, and turned to look behind him not far away.

I saw a man in ragged clothes standing behind the wall, looking at him puzzledly:

"God of punishment, what are you hiding from?"

This is a carrion **** who walks in the dark night.

Even among the gods, his status is extremely low.

"Don't be nosy, don't tell anyone that you have seen me, otherwise I—I mean, all our death gods will come together to kill you, understand?" Liu Ping said coldly.

"Yes! Don't worry, I won't say anything." Seeing his anger, the man nodded and bowed.

At this time the train roared through the station.

Liuping ran into the train and disappeared from the sight of the **** of corruption.

The **** of corruption was stunned for a while.

Gradually, he was attracted by the screams and gunshots coming from the whole block behind him, turned his head, and looked at the explosion of fire after another in the night sky.

soon.

One figure after another emerged from the shadow of the street.

The God of Corruption opened his mouth wide, and counted quietly: "One, two, three, four, five-five gods in total, are you harvesting believers?"

"Do not."

In the darkness, another figure appeared.

I saw this was a holding a black umbrella. Shirtless man.

He supported his sunglasses and said softly: "Believers are a very important part, but we also harvest gods."

When he spoke, the five gods behind him all spoke the same words, the expressions, tone, and emotions were exactly the same.

The God of Corruption shrank in fright, and stepped back step by step.

The umbrella-holder glanced at him, and said in a disgusting tone: "Relax, I don't have any interest in a **** like you-by the way, what **** did you see passing by here just now?"

The God of Corruption was about to speak, and suddenly remembered Liu Ping's instructions.

It is not so much an exhortation as a threat.

The deities of the Death Element are powerful, have a clear division of labor, and are united with each other, which is nothing to mess with.

Why do you want to get involved in such a thing?

The God of Corruption grinned, showing his mouth full of rotten teeth, and said in a flattering tone: "No, I have been instructing a few wild dogs to gnaw rotting mice, and I haven't seen anything."

The umbrella holder gave a "tsk" and shook his head: "When this world runs normally, you do need a scavenger like you, but now it's going to be destroyed—"

After speaking, he turned and walked into the darkness.

Behind him, the five deities looked towards the **** of corruption together.

They exude a boiling strange power.

…

On the train.

Liu Ping walked into the dining car and sat down at the clean and tidy table.

Opposite him sits an old man with reading glasses, who is knitting wool with his head down.

"Illusory Dream, thank you for the dreamland you weaved for helping me out." Liu Ping said.

"Shen Mian is dead." The old man said without looking up.

"The gods did it?"

"No, it's a weird man with an umbrella."

"what!"

Liu Ping was shocked.

Isn't that guy being sealed in?

It turns out it's still alive!

"You don't have to save me. If you die, I will be the next one to be killed-the life is going to ask the Prophet-they are here." The old man said.

On the aisle, two women came and sat down beside them.

A young girl with colorful hair.

And, an intellectual woman wearing a professional uniform.

Liu Ping looked at them and found them in the memory of the God of Punishment.

The girl is the **** of life prolonging among the gods of death. She likes to walk in the world and calls herself Yan Ming.

The intellectual woman is the only **** of divination in the entire endless city, known as the prophet.

The girl opened the mouth and said: "I am afraid that the old man doesn't know anything about the punishment. Time is running out. It is better to let the prophet speak directly about the whole thing."

"Yan Ming is right, let's get started." Shendao of Fantasy Dream wearing reading glasses.

The prophet opened his mouth and said: "The endless city has reached its final moment, but the strange war of the year is not over yet... We will not know the direction of the war until the destined destruction arrives soon."

"impossible!"

The **** of dreams took off the reading glasses, and his eyes became full of murderous intent.

"The King of Strange Cunning has been dead for countless years," the girl Yan Ming also said, "His armor was confined here along with us. Now you say that the war is not over?"

"This is the deepest secret. Only when we say it at this time, the world won't bite us back-because it can't take care of itself." Know first.

Several people looked out the car window in unison.

The devoured gods began to order the believers to fight each other.

Endless killings are underway.

As the devoured gods increase, this killing will sweep the entire endless city.

"We can unite with other gods. I don't believe it. If we gather all the weird powers of our existence, we can't beat the weird man with the umbrella." The **** of dreams said.

"I have done this since yesterday, but it can only be used to delay time." Know first.

"You mean, all of us can't beat that guy together?" the girl Yan Ming asked unwillingly.

A trace of fear flashed in the prophet's eyes, and he nodded slowly.

Everyone was silent for a while.

"What do we need to do now?" Liu Ping asked.

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"What's the use of that card?"

"The person who holds that card can use the power of that thing to help us defeat the invading enemy."

"you are right-"

"Yes, what I'm talking about is the power of the laws of the strange and strange, the clothes of the king of all worlds, the emblem of grazing of all living beings, the remnants of the king of infinite strange and strange, and all the laws belong to the armor."

Everyone was silent again.

"We betrayed him, will his armor still help us?" The God of Dreams sighed.

The Prophet said in a meaningful tone:

"Everyone, you must keep one thing in mind."

The three death gods looked at her together.

Just listen to her softly: "Although the king is dead, this war has never ended."

"He will be back."