Purgatory Artist
Chapter 547: I want to try

Chapter 547: I want to try

"According to our human time, it’s three o ’clock in the morning."

"Very good. Keep watch for a while longer. You can rest at dawn."

"What about the merit ..."

"I’ll think of a way to get the merit."

"Yes!"

After speaking to Aland, Liu Ping closed his eyes again.

After waiting for a few breaths.

Andrea’s voice sounded, "It’s ready."

"Then, I’ll begin," Liu Ping said.

He held Delia’s corpse in his arms and sat cross-legged in front of the fire. The card tome in front of him opened automatically, revealing two cards.

Nightmare’s Embrace · Blood Skull.

Human Torch.

The two cards emitted light together.

Andrea’s voice sounded again, "You’re an expeditionary army sequence with nightmares. You can’t go there with your real body. You can still use the Dragon Clan’s spells to go there from your dreams."

"Okay." Liu Ping readily agreed.

He adjusted his breathing and tried to fall asleep again.

At a certain moment, the dragon-shaped ring on his finger flashed.

A huge pulling force came from his waist.

Liu Ping only felt that he had left the expeditionary army camp and was flying towards the depths of the void.

He looked back and saw that he was still sitting in front of the fire. The rabbit was guarding on his shoulder and the card tome was spread out in front of him. Aland was vigilantly observing the movements around him.

All the scenes flashed past.

He rushed into the sky and flew towards the depths of the endless darkness.

Flying.

Flying.

As he flew, the surroundings became filled with dark red, as if there was something emitting endless light in an extremely distant place.

Liu Ping gradually approached.

A long river of blood flowed in the depths of the darkness.

The torrential blood roared and roared. No one knew where it came from or where it was going.

Liu Ping stopped in front of the river of blood.

The old voice suddenly rang out and echoed in his ears.

"Do you still remember the history I told you?"

"I remember that sometimes, the confusion in history is because some things in the past are unresolved." Liu Ping said.

The river of blood spread to both sides and rolled around Liu Ping. It gradually formed a huge dark red vortex and surrounded him.

All the darkness around him was removed. Liu Ping could only see blood in his eyes.

In the blood-red tide, countless figures of the past appeared.

All the human pioneers in the past appeared from the blood light and stared at Liu Ping.

The old voice spoke again:

"You found the Sacred Spirit."

"Finally, at this moment, all the conditions have been met."

"Let’s begin."

"This is the last chance for the human race."

Liu Ping stood in the middle of the whirlpool. Suddenly, lines of burning words appeared in front of his eyes:

[You have obtained the title of Saint.]

[You possess the Sacred World’s Spirit: Andrea]

[With the fire of mankind in your hand and the body of nothingness in your arms, you are about to enter real history for the first time, surrounded by thousands of heroic souls of mankind.]

[This sequence has already connected with the Blood River.]

[Synchronizing!]

[Begin teleportation.]

In an instant, the entire river of blood turned into a long passageway, and there seemed to be light at the end of the passageway.

"Go, Liu Ping. Return to that moment in history," the old voice said.

Liu Ping walked towards the end of the passageway under the gazes of countless people, facing the layers of bloody light.

"What do I need to do?" he asked.

The old voice spoke again:

"The nightmare monsters created many strange professions so that humans could continue to break through and strengthen their souls. In the end, they would become fruits that could provide them with powerful evolutionary powers."

"However, there were times when they made mistakes."

"The Close Combat Mage was their mistake."

"This profession was too strong. It was just a little bit away from being beyond the control of the nightmare monsters."

"The nightmare monsters eventually abolished this profession."

"You need to go to real history and save the last Close Combat Mage."

"Remember, the most important thing is to deceive those monsters. If they see through you when you are saving the person."

"Then you and that Close Combat Mage will both die!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Liu Ping was already standing at the end of the blood-colored passageway.

He looked out, only to see a hazy light and countless phantoms.

In the blood river behind him, countless humans roared in unison.

"Change!"

"Change!"

"Change our fate!"

Their voices were mixed in the roaring tide, surging like angry waves.

Liu Ping held his breath and listened for a moment, then gently raised his hand.

All the voices quieted down.

Facing the gazes of millions of human souls, he said: "I’ll try."

...

Boom.

Thunder roared.

In the ruined world, a storm that hadn’t happened in a long time.

Hurried footsteps could be heard.

A woman in a cloak quickly walked forward and entered a dilapidated temple.

She cautiously looked around.

No one followed her.

It was safe for now.

The woman sighed in relief, walked in front of the statue and softly prayed:

"God, please protect me."

"I can already feel that my power has reached a limit. I’m about to break through the seal of fate and see the truth behind this world ..."

"Please protect me!"

After she finished praying, she suddenly smiled bitterly and muttered to herself: "How can there be a God in this world?

If there really is, why are all the Close Combat Mages dying one after another? "

A strong gust of wind blew through the temple, whistling through the empty main hall.

The woman’s hood was blown away, revealing her true appearance.

Delia!

Her beautiful face was filled with despair.

Suddenly, she put away all her emotions and shouted: "Who is it?"

In the temple, other than the sound of the wind, only the sound of rain could be heard.

There was no one else.

Delia looked around and sensed something. She quickly raised her head to look.

Only to see the dilapidated statue smiling at her from the altar and spoke with a grand voice:

"Delia, I heard your prayers."

"Don’t say anything now, just listen carefully.

"Very soon, a person will come from the future. He has learned all the knowledge in the world, but he doesn’t know much about Close Combat Mages.

"You must pass on the knowledge of Close Combat Mages to him, making him the last Close Combat Mage in history."

"Only then will you be able to escape, leave this moment and go to the future."

"This is the only way you can save your life."

"You must not be careless, or you will be doomed eternally."

After saying that, the statue once again sat upright and turned back into a cold stone statue, no longer showing any expression.

Delia was stunned, unable to believe everything that was happening in front of her eyes.

Outside the temple.

Liu Ping opened his eyes and looked at the void of space.

Lines of burning text appeared there:

[You’ve unleashed Occultism level acting skill: Special Effects Artist]

[You’ve created a fake special effect to make the statue speak. You’ve also mixed in the power of ’Deception’ to make everything real and believable.

All the text faded away.

Liu Ping walked into the temple and came before Delia step by step.

"Hello, I’m Liu Ping." he greeted.

"Liu Ping?" Delia asked.

A sudden clap of thunder came from outside.

Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dark night for a split second.

Looking at the young man in front of her, Delia felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"I’ve learned all kinds of Professions, but I’ve never heard of Close Combat Mages. So it was because Close Combat Mages were too strong that they were forcefully removed." Liu Ping sighed.

"You want to become a Close Combat Mage?" Delia asked.

"It might be hard to understand, but you have to know one thing. The last Close Combat Mage will be killed very soon, this is history that will definitely happen." Liu Ping said.

"I’m the last Close Combat Mage." Delia said.

"No, if you teach me the knowledge of Close Combat Mages, then you won’t be the last, I’ll be the last."Liu Ping said.

"But won’t the last Close Combat Mage die? Are you going to die for me? "Delia didn’t understand.

"In the future, we’ll be very good comrades. I’ll save you first, leave the rest to me, you don’t have to worry." Liu Ping said.

"How can you prove that you came from the future?" Delia asked.

"Andrea." Liu Ping said.

"I’m here."

The void of space flashed as Andrea silently appeared and placed Delia’s body on the ground.

"This is my body?" Delia exclaimed.

"Right now, we need to transfer that ’non-existent body’ to your body, then no one will remember you, only then can you safely go to the future." Andrea said.

"Then"

"There’s no time, quickly teach him the knowledge of Close Combat Mages, only then can you escape your fate!" Andrea hurriedly said.

Delia looked at Liu Ping.

Liu Ping said softly, "Your fate is related to the fate of the entire human race, please consider carefully."

Delia shook her head and said, "Consider? I can’t wait to pass down the knowledge of Close Combat Mages, but unfortunately, no one dares to take up the profession, because every Close Combat Mage has died. "

"What’s the harm in giving it to you? I hope you can preserve the legacy of Close Combat Mages."

As she spoke, she took out a book from her bosom and handed it to Liu Ping.

Liu Ping took the book and immediately flipped it open, saying, "Andrea, bring her back."

"Okay!"

Andrea pointed at the corpse on the ground.

The corpse suddenly disappeared, leaving only a ball of light that flew up and landed on Delia’s body.

"This is ..."

Delia hesitated.

"The non-existent body, it will make you disappear in history, I’ll take you away now!" Andrea said.

"Wait, what about him?" Delia couldn’t help but ask.

"Only one person can go back at a time, you go first." Liu Ping said.

A blood-colored passageway opened, and Andrea brought Delia out of the hall.

Only Liu Ping was left.

He buried his head in the knowledge of Close Combat Mage’s inheritance, flipping through the pages while praising: "Not bad, these skills are almost completely different from normal Occultism skills, almost surpassing all the skills set in my memory, no wonder the nightmare monsters who created this Profession wanted to get rid of it"

A gust of wind blew past.

Scattered noises could be heard from outside the Holy Church.

Liu Ping stood still, still seriously reading the book in his hand.

But his entire person had turned into Delia’s appearance.

[You’ve unleashed ’Special Effects Artist’ and changed your appearance into Delia’s]

[With ’Deception’ as the base, this appearance will deceive all existences that see you, they will think that you are Delia]

All the burning text flashed by.

Liu Ping closed the book.

"I’ve finished learning it, it feels pretty good ... this Profession is like a BUG, it can break through its shackles, no wonder the nightmare monsters wanted to get rid of this Profession."

He seriously commented.

The void of space flashed, and the blood-colored passage opened again.

Andrea silently appeared.

"The nightmare monster that killed her is coming, let’s go." she waved at Liu Ping.

Just as Liu Ping was about to say something, more burning text appeared in the void of space:

[Attention!]

[The Occultism Swordsmanship you created for Li Zhangxue: Secret Art – Tremor Slash has been added to the Ultimate Scripture]

[Other sword cultivators have learned this swordsmanship from the Martial Scripture]

[The human swordsman’s power has been increased by a bit]

[As a result of this inheritance, your Merit has increased by 20]

[Current merit points: 1,200 points.]

[From now on, you may use this Sequence to create new skills]

[Would you like to randomly create?]

Liu Ping’s gaze moved away from the text and spoke in a low voice: "Andrea"

"What?"

"You hide first."

"Ah? What do you want to do? "

"No one has ever won against the nightmare monster’s real body, today ... I want to try."