Purgatory Artist
Chapter 508: Return

Chapter 508: Return

The tentacles flew all over the sky.

The silver-haired old man held a bunch of cards in his hand and kept dodging. At the same time, he threw out the cards in his hand.

These Cards manifested as spells, weapons, followers, traps, spatial formations, and so on, all of which stopped the incoming tentacles.

After the initial chaos, the silver-haired old man slowly found his rhythm.

He even had time to light a cigarette and said to Liu Ping, "There are only so many spatial cracks, that guy’s main body can’t pass through."

"So it’s not a problem for us to survive for 12 hours?" Liu Ping asked.

"It seems so now."

The silver-haired old man smiled gently.

In mid-air, a golden shield was smashed by a tentacle and lost all its luster, falling to the ground like a piece of scrap metal.

The silver-haired old man’s eyes twitched.

12 hours!

Hold on for 12 hours, wait for the spatial cracks to completely heal and no more nightmare monsters to appear, and my alliance contract with the other party will end.

Demetrius is transforming.

Once the alliance contract ends, I’ll go all out with Demetrius!

I must kill this guy!

The silver-haired old man gritted his teeth.

Even if it’s for the Six Paths of Reincarnation’s Sword God Follower Card, I must kill him!

"What are you thinking?" Liu Ping asked.

The silver-haired old man raised his wine glass and took a sip, saying gracefully, "Nothing. I just feel that if we knew that the monster couldn’t pass through the spatial cracks, we wouldn’t have let it spoil our fun, so much so that we couldn’t even play the card war to our heart’s content. "

"Not enough?" Liu Ping asked.

"Of course, we originally gambled a lot of cards, but now we have to stop." The silver-haired old man said regretfully.

Liu Ping looked at the void.

Just as the silver-haired old man said, the spatial cracks had reached their limit and wouldn’t continue to expand.

Now, the other devils were all dead.

The only ones left were Demetrius, the silver-haired old man, and himself.

But

This matter wasn’t that simple.

The underground space of the Nightmare Layer was no longer what it used to be.

All the humans surrounding the walls had turned into skeletons.

There was even a monster lurking there, but it was lured away by Li Zhangxue, Yana, and Demetrius.

This proved that the place had fallen.

The monsters of the Nightmare Layer had occupied the underground space where the humans were hiding!

Liu Ping couldn’t help but sigh.

What do we do now?

The humans of the Nightmare Stratum have that final chance.

"... Sometimes, history is messed up because certain things in the past are left unresolved."

"That’s right."

"Is this the opportunity for us humans?"

"We’ve prepared a thousand parallel worlds, but everything can only be activated once, however ..." the old man said.

"What’s the problem?"

"You are only at the level of a ’Perfected Person’. You will definitely be defeated if you enter. You don’t have the right to use this opportunity ..."

Qualifications.

Liu Ping looked at the void and saw lines of small burning words floating there:

[You’ve already created the Ultimate Martial Scripture.]

[With this merit, you have already allowed the masses of the Six Paths of Reincarnation to obtain endless benefits. You can be considered an existence that has transcended the mortal world.]

[You possess the Saint-tier title: Saint of the Tides]

Liu Ping clenched his fists.

He had obtained that qualification, but the surviving human world of the Nightmare Stratum had been breached!

Now, that place had become a monster’s lair.

As for that opportunity.

That’s the only chance.

Perhaps it was already gone?

Liu Ping suddenly thought of something and said, "That’s not right."

Thinking back carefully, that old voice didn’t change. He was still at that place.

It was only because he didn’t have a Sacred spirit that he refused to give him the opportunity.

In other words ...

Even if the entire underground human hiding place was breached, there were still survivors alive.

They were waiting for him!

Liu Ping closed his eyes and recalled the scene of the past.

In the underground world of the Nightmare Stratum.

All the humans on the wall turned their heads and looked at him.

The woman choked with sobs: "Humans ... humans ... have no way out ..."

Under the illumination of the fire, the entire world was silent.

On the wall, countless gazes gathered, all focused on him and the woman.

What did I say back then?

I said it myself.

"It’s alright, I came this time to find a way out. I hope you’ll give me this chance."

"You ... are the last strand of soul ..." the woman looked at him and said.

"That’s right, I seem to have died countless times. This is my last reincarnation, but what does it matter? After all, someone has to think of a way."

"When it comes to death, who else can do it but me?"

Then ... what?

The woman raised the torch and shouted to everyone:

"He came for the endless secrets, to defeat all the monsters that want to eat our souls and enslave us. Please help him!"

Liu Ping suddenly opened his eyes.

That’s right.

They’re all helping me!

But now, their place has been breached by the monsters.

"..."

Liu Ping silently patted the mask.

Countless ferocious demonic faces appeared on the Mask, constantly flashing, exchanging, and covering.

"Have you thought it through? If you want that ability, you’ll definitely face real danger. Perhaps even we won’t be able to save you. "

A demonic voice came from the mask.

Liu Ping stayed silent for a while, then suddenly spoke: "Many people have helped me before. Now it’s time for me to help them. I hope there’s still time to save them."

The long-winded demonic voice sounded in Liu Ping’s ears:

"You need to think carefully."

"That place is much more dangerous than here."

"It’s almost certain death."

"It’s too difficult, you’ll definitely die."

"Don’t gamble with your life ..."

Liu Ping whispered: "When it comes to death, who else can do it but me?"

The next moment.

The demonic face on the mask abruptly froze.

Lines of burning text appeared in front of Liu Ping’s eyes:

[The Gods of Huang Quan have bestowed you with a demonic ability:]

[Wall Peepign Hole]

[Note: This is a type of Spatial Divine Skill, able to completely shatter the barrier between two adjacent spaces]

[It came from a demonic being named Wang from next door. It became a Deity because it created this skill, but because of its improper use, it can only suffer in hell]

Liu Ping reached his hand out and pressed it against the void of space.

"Brothers, I know you’re all very strong, but can’t you give me a more proper name next time?"

He said helplessly.

"Hmph, we only care about the effect, we can’t think of a proper name!" the demonic voice came from the mask.

Liu Ping shrugged and lightly pushed his hand forward.

Ripples appeared in the void of space.

The next moment.

The silver-haired old man abruptly turned to look at him and shouted in both shock and anger: "What are you doing!?"

Liu Ping replied: "I have a small plan."

As soon as he said that, large pieces of the void of space shattered like glass and fell to the ground.

Space had been broken through!

"The Nightmare Layer! Damn it! If you want to commit suicide, why do you have to drag me down with you!? "the silver-haired old man felt like he was about to go crazy.

Almost at the same time, Liu Ping turned into a blood-colored skeleton.

He put on the Nightmare Embrace and ran towards the depths of the underground passage like a blurred shadow.

All the tentacles that came at him along the way were blocked off by him in another space, unable to touch him at all.

The yaksha mask spoke in surprise:

"Huh? You seem to have pushed my [Wall Peepign Hole] to a new level, it can be used to block off enemies "

"I’ll teach you later" Liu Ping replied.

"How can you create another Divine Skill on top of my foundation?" the demonic being asked in confusion.

While they were talking, Liu Ping took out two short blades that gave off a faint yellow glow.

The blades flashed.

He turned into a gust of icy wind that blew through the long corridor and arrived at the end of it.

All the tentacles were dismembered behind him.

"Because there’s nothing in the world that I don’t know."

Like a streak of blood, he moved forward a large distance and finally appeared at the edge of the cliff.

Below him was a flowing river of blood.

In the river of blood, human corpses floated up and down, occasionally unleashing spells towards the shore.

The humans were fighting against the nightmare monsters!

Liu Ping became spirited.

Sure enough, the people here aren’t all dead yet!

The old man urged me to leave just now to protect me.

His figure flashed and disappeared from where he stood, reappearing on a small island above the river of blood.

"It’s you?"

Several humans covered in blood exclaimed in surprise.

An old voice came at the same time: "Damn brat, didn’t I tell you to leave? Why did you come back? "

Liu Ping smiled and replied: "I’m not used to being protected, let me do the killing."

A figure landed next to him.

The silver-haired old man.

He looked around with a dark expression and muttered: "What exactly is going on here?"

Liu Ping smiled and gave him a thumbs up: "According to the terms of the alliance, when faced with a dangerous situation, you’ll be in charge of attacking, and I’ll be in charge of defending!"

The silver-haired old man’s face twitched, just as he was about to refuse, Liu Ping suddenly whispered in his ear:

"If you break the contract, you’ll fall into Eternal Night. I just happen to have the latest information about Eternal Night to tell you."

"What is it?" the silver-haired old man asked.

"Very soon, Eternal Night will be drowned by the nightmare tide." Liu Ping said.

The silver-haired old man’s veins bulged, his expression changed again and again.

If what the other party said was true, then he couldn’t break the contract at all.

Unless he wanted to die in Eternal Night!

"Guard it yourself, I won’t be responsible if you’re killed by the monsters."

The silver-haired old man said this, his figure flashed and charged towards the wildly dancing tentacles on the opposite shore.

He had no choice, he had to attack, or he would fall into Eternal Night.

Eternal Night was about to be drowned!

Bastard.

What a bastard!

Why did this happen!

The silver-haired old man released all his anger into his spells.