Purgatory Artist

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dusk.

The setting sun is like blood.

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

I saw the leader of the team hurriedly boarded the city wall and said out of breath: "I'm sorry, I must come to disturb you."

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"Very important thing, we need to find the original location of the church." The team leader said.

"church?"

"Correct."

...

Liu Ping never thought that his first job was to help everyone find the original site of the church.

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

With a cigarette in his mouth, he opened a floating light screen and said:

"I remember that the church in Darkmist Town had changed locations several times, but there was no corresponding information on where it was last built."

A deputy next to him said: "This kind of extremely remote stronghold, everyone has never paid much attention to it, and 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 flaws like this." Another person said with emotion.

"So we have to be more eye-catching, do you understand?" the team leader said.

"Yes."

Everyone responded, and then all looked at Liu Ping.

——Liuping naturally knows what to do.

"PLZ follow me."

He led the entire combat team through the ruins, and finally reached the location of the church.

"It's here." Liu Ping said.

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

A tall, thin man walked out and knelt on the ground and whispered: "The Lord of Pain, I am your faithful servant. In this world of death and gloom, I call for your will to come."

Waited a few seconds.

The statue was motionless, nothing unusual appeared.

"wrong."

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

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

"There is no god's attraction on this statue, it is abandoned." Jason said.

"Impossible, if the gods no longer care about Darkmist Town, then we have long ago received news-you wait, I will check." The team leader began typing quickly to the light screen.

Liu Ping watched quietly from the side.

A small burning line appeared before his eyes:

"Relax, when you drew the power of the statue, this sequence opened up many barriers in time, and the goddess of pain did not see your true appearance."

Liu Ping was relieved immediately.

The leader of the team was busy for a while, as if he had received some message, he announced loudly: "Turn on the teleporter, and we will invite another idol."

He stood up and announced to everyone:

"God didn't give up Darkmist Town. The gods here were desecrated by monsters, so they lost the power to attract them."

The people around were relieved.

"Well, since there is no problem, everyone starts to work, and it will be dark in half an hour. If anyone loses the chain, I will let him guard the outside of the city wall alone." The team leader roared.

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

They did pre-war preparations quickly and efficiently.

Liu Ping squatted in the temporary command room and stayed with a painter.

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

Liu Ping was puzzled.

——Why do you care about the original layout of a small town that has become a ruin?

The painter saw his doubts and explained:

"Each stronghold is selected by God, and the various buildings and functions in it are also designated by God himself, and mortals cannot change it."

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

"Only buildings where the gods participate in the guidance can resist the'spread of death' and firmly occupy the ground so that everything around the building will not be swallowed by the night." The painter said without looking up.

Liu Ping smacked for a moment, and gradually recovered.

Yes.

This is the eternal night, and it is also the dead world.

I am afraid that only the existence of gods can understand how to build a stronghold of living people in the dead world.

"All valuable things should be designated by God." The team leader said piously.

"That should be recorded earlier." Liu Ping said.

The piety on the face of the leader of the team immediately disappeared, and he shrugged: "Dark Mist Town is just a stronghold for the first act of the practice world... It has been abandoned for a long time, and it has no value..."

Next, the painter asked the monsters who like to appear in the dark in detail.

Liu Ping said one by one according to his memory.

The painter quickly painted those monsters.

Whenever he painted a piece of work, the monster would immediately come to life, and then return to the painting.

When the scorpion girl appeared, everyone felt okay, and they were busy with what they were doing.

"The combat power is 130, which is not bad here."

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

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

——The name is the creeping lord in the nightmare, the existence of unknowable strength!

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 their work and looked at it.

"Combat power... **** it, it can't be calculated in detail, it can only be rated as A grade." The team leader looked at Guangping and said.

He looked at everyone's reaction, and cast a secret wink at the painter.

The painter quickly collected the painting.

The monster disappeared.

Everyone gradually came back to their senses and was busy with their work again.

"Your painting is really amazing." Liu Ping said admiringly.

Too.

Why didn't I want to learn how to paint?

Learn to watch later.

"It's just a resemblance, without the strength of the monster itself." The painter laughed.

"Yes, fortunately that monster has already gone-Liu Ping, it has left Dark Mist Town, right?" the team leader asked loudly.

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

The atmosphere around it seemed a little better.

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

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

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

——S-level monster.

Now Liu Ping doesn't say anything, he is really winking in order to stabilize his military spirit.

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

Judging from the other party's busy cover-up, S-level should be more powerful than A-level.

——Don’t they know that this guy is an old god?

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

"Huh, it looks like this, you want to mix with me?" Yana said.

Liu Ping said: "Strange, then why does it use your name..."

Yana said: "It is the existence of the nightmare era. After its defeat, it has been dormant for a long time. Now there may be some hope... Don't think about it so much. The secret in it is not something you can touch now."

The two exchanged silently, but listened to the team leader's loud voice:

"By the way, Liu Ping, you are already a card master and our guide again. Take me to the ruins of the bar again. Let's look at it while discussing the distribution of the battle."

"it is good."

Liu Ping led the team leader towards the bar.

This time, the team leader did not bring a few other entourages.

The two entered the ruins.

The leader of the team winked at Liu Ping and said in a low voice: "Keep the door for me. I will come to the company for reinforcements."

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

I saw the leader of the team hiding behind a wall.

"I am the captain of the Tactical Assault Squad, numbered 02637, and I am requesting to connect to the headquarters."

A female voice sounded on the light screen:

"Your permission has passed, please wait for the connection."

There was a loud noise.

"--connected."

A scene suddenly appeared on the light screen.

Seeing that Wang Wei was hurt all over, she asked with a cold look: "What's the matter?"

The leader of the team was stunned, and said: "We probably need reinforcements."

"There will be no reinforcements. The battle has begun, and the company is being attacked by powerful firepower." Wang Wei said.

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

I saw the smoke from explosions and destruction everywhere in the city.

"You have to find a way to defend Dark Mist Town, that's it." Wang Wei nodded at the screen.

The screen went off suddenly.

The team leader is stupid in place.

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

suddenly.

His headset rang again.

"Boss, the second batch of reconstruction team is here with the church statue card."

"Huh? 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 a distance.

After a while.

The reconstruction team officially joined the town defense.

As soon as these people came, they were busy strengthening the steel city wall, and some people were separated to set up large-scale long-range attack equipment in the town, and specially set up transmission equipment, and took a brand-new statue over and placed it on the flat ground where the church was located. .

"This statue requires the power of the card master to activate it, and it will be handed over to you." The team leader said.

"Let me try."

Liuping put his hand on the statue of the goddess of pain.

Lines of burning small print appeared:

"The other party is confirming your identity."

"Identity confirmed."

"Statue activated!"

In an instant, the statue turned into a ray of light, circled the church a few times, and finally broke apart and sank into the church like snowflakes.

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

Liu Ping opened the door and walked into the church.

I saw the statue of Ms. Pain standing in the center of the church, surrounded by candles.

The sacred song of poetry came from the void, as if many people were standing there, praising and praising the goddess of beauty.

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

They guard the goddess of pain.

Yana's voice sounded: "Look, she is also very decent, do you understand?"

"Why is this?"

"Sense of ritual-which church of the gods dare to ignore the sense of ritual?"

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

"Don't you want to be strong? Don't you want people to call you the respected Lord Ugly God." Yana asked back.

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

At this time, he suddenly smelled a scent.

He walked into the side hall following the taste, and saw a rectangular mahogany table filled with various foods and drinks.

A small burning line appeared in the void:

"Supply the table."

"Anytime you can take it, you can serve ten people at a time."

Liu Ping took a sip of the broth, frowned, and walked toward the garden again.

There is a fountain in the garden and a path leading to the lounge.

——This is all the supplies.

In the void, lines of burning small characters reappeared:

"You are the saint."

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

"The most basic function of the church is activated."

"The idol began to radiate light."

Liu Ping walked out quickly and returned to the hall. Sure enough, she saw strands of white light emerging from the statue of the Goddess of Pain, illuminating the surroundings, looking solemn and solemn.

When the light shone on his body, Liu Ping's heart immediately showed an enlightenment.

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

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

——The light couldn't shine on him immediately.

It's amazing.

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

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

——If he can protect this place ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and let more and more souls be invested in his command, 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."

"Fives,"

"Four,"

"three,"

"two,"

"one."

"Ever night has come."

"Repeat it again, Eternal Night has come!"

"Everyone is ready to fight!"

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