Purgatory Artist
Chapter 583: King-level Occult Blade Technique!

Chapter 583: King-level Occult Blade Technique!

Dawn hasn’t arrived yet.

The snow of the night covered the sky, making the world as silent as a graveyard.

Liu Ping jumped over a broken wall and lightly landed on the snow.

He turned around to look.

On the wall, some unfamiliar words were painted in some sort of paint.

"God, what’s written here?"

"It’s a line from a poem, the content is: ’In this grand festival, I want to spend it with you’"

Liu Ping walked back and lightly touched the wall.

Below the line of words, there was a small signature.

"It’s a female name" God said ...

"Are these people no longer here?" Liu Ping asked.

"Their skeletons are buried under the ruined square in front of us, they’ve been dead for about 2000 years" Mother Earth answered.

Liu Ping glanced at the map.

The canyon isn’t too far away, just a few more leaps and he’ll be there.

Just as he was about to move, he suddenly sensed something and stopped moving, silently looking at a certain direction under the night sky.

A few floating shadows gave off a faint buzzing sound, landing a few meters away from Liu Ping.

8-meter tall Mobile Mechs, a total of 5 of them.

Rumble rumble rumble

The Mechs stabilized themselves and stood still.

"Scan the surroundings"

"Begin creature map creation"

"Scan complete"

"Very clean"

"Safe"

The cockpit of one of the Mechs opened.

A man with a pipe in his mouth jumped out of the cockpit, observing the surroundings:

"This is a very neglected ruin, there’s no strategic value, so no one would expect us to come here"

The other four also jumped out, stomped their feet, breathed out a mouthful of smoke, and moved their stiff bodies.

"Boss" one of the team members held his stomach and called out.

"You’re free to move for 5 minutes" the man with the pipe said.

That team member hurriedly walked towards a faraway corner, seemingly in a hurry to relieve himself.

Liu Ping stood still, the fluorescent combat suit he was wearing was giving off a faint glow, his entire body seemed to have become one with the wall, so the others couldn’t see him at all.

He was slowly experiencing the benefits of this Mech.

Being able to achieve this level of camouflage without using a ’Special Effects Artist’ is already very rare.

Two lines of silver text appeared in front of his eyes:

"[Enemy discovered]"

"[You can choose to launch a sneak attack, or you can choose to ignore these people and focus on completing your mission.]"

Liu Ping glanced at them and simply stood still, quietly sizing up the five of them.

The wind blew at the long saber at his waist.

The two sabers swayed slightly without a sound.

The man with the pipe in his mouth took out a small machine, patted it, and said,

"Report the current situation."

The machine immediately emitted a cold voice:

"Current battle duration: 172 hours."

"You still need to complete 231 hours of combat before you can return to the base to rest."

The man cursed under his breath.

"Boss, don’t think about that. At least we’re still alive," one of the team members advised.

"I order you to enter the combat mission in three minutes. Take the time to rest and reorganize," the man said.

"Yes!"

Several of the team members took advantage of the time to stretch their limbs.

One of the female team members quickly took out some food and distributed it to everyone.

"It’s too sweet," someone said.

"Cut the crap. This nutrition bar is my treasure. If you don’t want to eat it, then forget it." The female team member glared at him.

"Yes, why wouldn’t I?" That person hurriedly fawned over him.

"Speaking of which, how’s your brother now?" the captain asked as he ate the nutrition bar.

"He said that he has the talent of a priest and is still cultivating." The female member smiled sweetly.

"Then they’re much stronger than us ... We’re just a suicide squad," the captain muttered.

"Haha, it’s good enough that we can live a little longer," another member said.

Liu Ping stood at the side.

He leaned against the wall and quietly looked at these ’enemies’.

"Twenty-three years old, nineteen years old, thirty-five years old, forty-one years old, and fifteen years old. Those who turn on their mechas are all cannon fodder troops. It is already my blessing that they can live past 172 hours," God said.

Liu Ping looked around at the broken walls and said telepathically, "Using the world of living beings as a battlefield ... What are the Lords of Nightmares fighting for?"

"Through such battles, the order in which food is eaten is determined," God replied.

"Food?"

"Specifically referring to those worlds with fresh souls."

"Strange, you answered so readily today. You’re acting like a man now," Mother Earth mocked.

"Liu Ping asked a very appropriate question. By the way, men are created according to my appearance," God said.

"It’s just the distance from half-finished product to masterpiece," Mother Earth commented.

Liu Ping smiled and gently patted the sabers at his waist.

So when the wind blew again, the two sabers seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and did not move at all.

Not long after.

After the five of them finished their food, they jumped into their mechas and gradually flew away amidst the rumbling sounds.

Liu Ping looked in the direction they left. After a while, he muttered,

"Seems like ... they’re even more motivated now ..."

His figure flashed and rushed into the sky, flying towards his destination.

The wind and snow were left behind by him.

He drew a beautiful arc above the mountains and landed at the back of the canyon. He kept falling downwards and quickly grabbed a protruding rock midway.

It should be here!

Liu Ping tried to press on the rock.

The rock wall on his left suddenly opened.

Liu Ping went in.

The rock wall closed behind him. In the darkness, the silver text appeared again:

"[You’ve arrived at hidden supply camp no.3011]"

"[Mission complete]"

"[Please clap your hands lightly]"

Liu Ping lightly clapped his hands as he was told.

The sound came.

Their surroundings lit up.

It was a rather simple camp. Apart from a wooden statue that was about the size of a person, there was nothing else.

The statue was of a woman, but only half of it was carved. Her facial features were completely empty, without any arms or legs.

The statue suddenly spoke with a female voice:

"Hello, young spirit."

"Hello" Liu Ping replied.

"You’re extremely talented, you should receive a higher level of cultivation here, so please use this Card, it will help you" the wooden statue said.

A Card flew out from a crack in the rock wall and landed in Liu Ping’s hand.

Liu Ping looked down and saw that the Card depicted a pool of spring water that gave off a gentle glow, reflecting the moon in the sky.

Two lines of burning text appeared in the void of space:

[The Spring of Awakening]

[By drinking this spring water, you will retain all your memories and will not forget anything about the past]

Liu Ping flipped the Card over.

This Card was already slightly yellowed, as if it had been through countless years.

Its purpose was to allow the user to retain their memories.

Bam!

The Card disappeared and turned into a bottle of spring water that landed in Liu Ping’s hand.

"Drink the spring water, it will be of great help to you," the wooden statue told him.

Liu Ping went silent.

What kind of situation requires me to retain my memories?

Occultism.

When a situation reaches the Occultism stage, living beings will lose their memories.

If I could drink the spring water from the Spring of Awakening in time, I wouldn’t have fallen into such a situation.

The wooden statue wasn’t lying.

But why would that be?

In the eyes of the Lord of Nightmares, living beings are nothing but food, so why would it help me retain my memories?

Could it be because it would make my soul more delicious?

Mother Earth’s voice suddenly came:

"’All-Knowing Lord’, do you know about it?"

"You don’t know your limits, even Liu Ping didn’t ask about this, yet you’re asking me, do you think I can tell you?" God replied.

"Why can’t you?" Mother Earth was unconvinced.

"Because fate, when you try to observe it, control it, and manipulate it, it will definitely change, so we have to remain silent" God replied.

Liu Ping acted like he didn’t hear anything and drank all the spring water in the bottle.

The wooden statue’s voice came again:

"True power, from low to high, can be divided into: Primary, Secondary, Advanced, Scorching, King, Saint]

"Next, I’ll teach you a King Level Occultism Blade Technique."

Liu Ping asked: "Wait a minute, what does Occultism mean?"

The wooden statue answered: "The ’Emergence’ of multiple Laws allows power to surpass the limits of living beings’ understanding, so it’s called Occultism]

"Why don’t you take it step by step and teach me the Primary Occultism Blade Technique?" Liu Ping asked again.

"Because I don’t have the Primary Occultism Blade Technique here, I have no choice but to teach you the King Level Occultism Blade Technique directly," the wooden statue answered.

"Will I be able to master it?" Liu Ping asked nervously.

"At the beginning, you’ll only be able to exert 1/10,000th of its power, but as long as you’re taught, you’ll be able to grow and master it sooner or late" the wooden statue answered.

Liu Ping was a bit surprised.

So there’s an element of mastery here.

I’ve already met a few guys who were able to use advanced Occultism powers.

But now that I think about it, the power they unleashed wasn’t even comparable to my Occultism Blade Technique [Slay all who hear it].

Perhaps it’s the same principle?

But I still don’t understand why the wooden statue would teach me such an advanced Occultism Blade Technique without holding anything back.

What exactly is that Lord of Nightmares thinking?

Liu Ping’s thoughts kept flashing through his mind.

The wooden statue let out a flash of light that struck the void of space.

Another Card appeared from the void of space.

"Take this card and study hard."

The wooden statue said.

Liu Ping caught the Card and couldn’t help but ask: "Is the Lord of Nightmares expecting too much from me? I’m only a Blade user, why do I have to learn such an advanced technique right from the start?"

"The war situation is very bad, you need to quickly gain power to better serve the Lord of Nightmares and win this war, otherwise, all of you will be devoured by the other Lords of Nightmares," the wooden statue answered.

Liu Ping thought about it.

That makes sense.

But that spring water really doesn’t make sense.

He looked down at the Card.

The Card is real.

If I really learn the King-Level Occultism Blade Technique and master it completely ...

Would the Lord of Nightmares really not worry about that?

That’s too contradictory.

Lines of burning text appeared from the void of space:

[You’ve obtained a certain Occultism Blade Technique from the Lord of Nightmares]

[Would you like to learn it?]

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