Purgatory Artist
Chapter 372: The Battle of Reservations

Chapter 372 - The Battle of Reservations

"Do you have any clues?"

Liu Ping asked.

First Know: "Only one thing."

"What is it?" Yan Ming asked.

"Only the Death God's card can give us clues."

A burst of light suddenly appeared around her body.

These rays of light scattered, silently disappearing into the void.

"Attendant."

The Prophet raised her hand and said, "Please bring me a deck of cards."

"Alright, please wait a moment." The train attendant smiled and went to get the cards.

The God of the Illusory Dreams sighed and muttered, "As a God, I haven't shown my true form among mortals in a long time."

"So you've forgotten a lot of things." The Prophet voiced.

Beside her, the light around Yan Ming's body also disappeared.

She turned into a mortal and appeared in her true form on the seat.

Liu Ping did the same.

Not long after, the attendant brought a deck of cards over and looked at the people at the table with a strange expression.

Just now, there was only one person. How come there were three now?

The attendant walked away, looking back several times.

"A believer of the God of Curiosity. Hmph, if the timing hadn't been so bad, I would have eaten her." The God of Illusory Dreams said.

Hearing this, the Prophet frowned. She opened the deck of cards and shuffled them skillfully.

"Alright, each of you take a card." She said.

Liu Ping, the God of Illusory Dreams, and Yan Ming each took a card from the deck.

"Show it to me."

The God of Illusory Dreams flipped open the card in his hand. It was a King of Clubs.

The Prophet glanced at him and calmly told him: "You are the king of this war, you need to lead the entire Alliance of Deities to fight against that monster with the umbrella. Once you continuously fulfill certain requirements, you will be able to receive the next step of instructions."

The Prophet took out a small box and handed it to the God of Illusory Dreams, saying, "Go, this is the token to lead the God Alliance. You need to immediately prepare for war."

The God of Illusory Dreams looked deeply at the Prophet, "Can I trust you?"

"If I hadn't told you, you would have been devoured by the umbrella monster. Don't you want to take revenge?" the Prophet asked.

The God of Illusory Dreams's gaze sharpened. He took the small box and said in a low voice, "Perhaps the Gods and I can directly kill it."

"Good luck." The Prophet sent her blessings to him.

The God of Illusory Dreams nodded before disappearing into the void.

Yan Ming opened the card and saw that it was a Queen of Hearts in his hand.

The Prophet looked at her and said, "Stand up now and walk step by step to the front of the train. Then walk back. If you see any disputes on the way, you have to temporarily calm them down. Then come back and tell me."

Yan Ming got up and left.

Now.

Only Liu Ping and Prophet were left at the dining table.

The Prophet's body trembled.

She pressed both hands on the table with all her might, barely managing to suppress her emotions.

"What happened to you?" Liu Ping asked.

The Prophet stared at him and said, "Of the remaining two Gods, one will engage in a meaningless war and will be called the King; the other will be the daughter of the King and will be called the Queen"

"What's your card?" she asked softly.

Liu Ping flipped the card over.

Engraved on the token was a man in colorful clothes. He held a scepter and had a playful expression on his face.

"Yes, King."

The Prophet's face was pale, but her expression was unexpectedly calm.

"Mine is the Clown, the God of Illusory Dreams's card is the King." Liu Ping smiled and said.

The Prophet closed her eyes, then abruptly opened them again and quickly spoke: "Of the four Gods of Death, two of them will definitely be killed."

"And the two opponents from the war that year will replace the two Gods of Death who were killed and draw the King and Clown respectively."

"After so many years, one of you chased and the other fled, continuously killing each other until you finally reached this place."

"In this sealed world, that set of armor will be the key to this battle between the two of you."

"What will happen if it gets the armor?" Liu Ping asked.

"My King, if you let it get the armor, you will be devoured by it and become a part of it. The war will also be over."

The Prophet suddenly became agitated and spoke with a trembling voice: "This is the seal that you set up all those years ago. You must have left the armor here because you want to defeat it here!"

Liu Ping picked up the Clown Card and held it between his fingers: "The current me is still no match for that monster."

The Prophet whispered: "When the four cards are drawn, the war will begin"

"There is a single rule:"

"Within Endless City, all Occultism entities can only use their powers against humans after they have died."

"As long as humans are still alive, even you and your opponents are not allowed to use any harmful power against humans."

"This was the final rule that you and all Occultism entities established in the past."

Liu Ping was surprised: "No wonder that monster used the Divinities to wage war against each other, it was because it couldn't personally fight against mortals."

"That is indeed the case" the Prophet knew.

"What should I do now?" Liu Ping asked.

"No one knows. Even I don't know. You are the only one who knows." she declared with helplessness evident in her voice.

At this point, lines of burning text quickly appeared in the void of space:

[Trigger conditions have been met]

[The reserved battle has begun!]

[After trillions of years, another decisive battle between the King of Occultism and the nightmare is about to begin!]

[You have obtained the power of Earth, Water, and Fire that you reserved in the past, please awaken the power of Wind]

[Method:]

[Fulfill the wishes of living beings and obtain Prayers]

[As you continue to obtain Prayers, the Law of Wind will obtain even more power and completely awaken]

[With the awakening of the four Saints, you will gradually discover clues to awaken the Occultism armor]

Liu Ping skimmed through everything.

So this is the arrangement that I left behind in the past?

I must have wanted to find a chance to counterattack while being chased and fleeing.

Perhaps this is the place?

His gaze returned to the Prophet.

Being stared at by him, the Prophet felt uneasy, it took her a while to calm down and whisper: "I didn't betray you"

"I don't remember anything, what exactly happened in the past?" Liu Ping asked.

"No one knows, that is the most terrifying secret. Only you and your enemy have been plotting against each other since trillions of years ago to kill each other" the Prophet knew.

"I've died countless times" Liu Ping replied.

"No one knows how powerful your enemy is, but without you, I can bet that all the entities in the Divine Pillar and even the Occultism world would have already been slaughtered." The Prophet knew.

At this point, Yan Ming returned from the other end of the carriage and sat next to the Prophet again, speaking: "I saw a group of Sin God's followers shooting and killing the passengers in the other carriages."

The Prophet looked at the void of space for a while, as if observing something.

A few moments later.

She said: "Let's take a break first, we'll have to change trains later, in 5 minutes, our whereabouts will be exposed"

Yan Ming nodded.

Liu Ping stood up and walked towards the back of the carriage.

"Where are you going?" Yan Ming asked.

"To look for clues" Liu Ping answered.

He went through the carriage and arrived at the front, immediately seeing a group of people wielding pistols and daggers, continuously killing the normal passengers.

Liu Ping pondered for a moment, then pulled out the Warden Blade.

The Blade vibrated.

[Phantom Spirit] activated!

[Summon another you from a parallel timeline, to fight for you before you use the Blade, and can disperse at any time]

At the very next moment.

Another black-robed old man quietly appeared and stood behind him.

"Continue being the Sin God" Liu Ping said.

The old man in black nodded and asked: "Then what about you?"

"I can guess the wishes of a lot of people in this carriage" Liu Ping answered.

He walked towards a criminal with a sharp blade in his hand.

The man had just killed a woman, when he saw Liu Ping approaching, he smirked: "For the glory of the Gods!"

He swung his blade towards Liu Ping's neck.

A card suddenly appeared in Liu Ping's hand.

[VoidWorld Battle Arena]!

In a split second, Liu Ping and the criminal disappeared at the same time.

The second hand ticked.

The void of space opened.

The criminal walked out with his blade in hand, nodding to the old man in black behind him:

"I'm now him"

"Interesting, I remember now, you can't attack mortals" the old man in black smiled.

"They're living mortals."

The criminal, or rather Liu Ping, spoke.

He hurriedly walked forward, swinging his blade nonstop, killing all the criminals along the way.

One, two, three, four, five.

Five seconds.

All the criminals were dead.

Liu Ping put his blade away and loudly declared to the passengers around him: "Everyone, we're safe!"

The passengers who were still alive immediately cheered.

A line of burning text quickly appeared:

[You've fulfilled the wishes of 17 mortals:]

[Survive;]

[Kill them;]

[Don't kill me;]

[Someone save me;]

[...]

[The Law of Wind has gained power]

[Please continue to work hard]

[Do your best]

Liu Ping twirled his blade, then told the old man in black standing at the end of the carriage: "Get to work"

The old man sighed: "Dead souls, I'll send you to reincarnate"

He raised his hand and guided all the souls that appeared from the corpses into the void of space.

Another line of burning text appeared in the void of space:

[You've allowed the dead to return to the real world and reincarnate]

[Earth's power has increased]