Purgatory Artist

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"This is impossible!"

The person holding the umbrella was tightly wrapped by countless scales, like a zongzi, held in the palm of his hand by a huge black armor.

There was an unbelievable expression on his face--and maintained that expression, roaring:

"You are obviously dead! Obviously already dead!"

Liuping stood opposite him, still wearing a cloak, still looking that kind of weird person.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

He replied blankly, raised the Baina Knife, and put it on the opponent's shoulder.

"Liu Ping, don't pretend, it must be you. No one can control this armor except you." The umbrella holder gritted his teeth.

Liu Pingyang maintained the color of indifference, and said in an extremely disdainful tone:

"With such a set of garbage armor, you want to defeat me? It's too small to underestimate the original existence of our nightmares."

——Strength of Strange: Deception!

The umbrella holder was startled, and hesitated: "Are you not him?"

"He? Who are you referring to?" Liu Ping said.

The umbrella-holder looked back at the behemoth-like black battle armor, and said, "I have spent countless years, but I haven't figured out this armor... but it is controlled by the real nightmare existence at will."

"Yes, it's very simple." Liu Ping added.

The umbrella holder trembled, and his face gradually showed a pleasing look: "My lord, I can actually be your slave. Please spare my life."

Liu Ping looked down and saw that the various scales on the umbrella holder showed slight signs of loosening.

——After all, they are all kinds of seals set by the umbrella holders themselves.

"Don't use the power of unblocking, so I will feel you are more sincere." Liu Ping said.

The voice fell.

A line of burning small print quietly emerged:

"You mobilized the bizarre performance side power: super popular actor."

"Amid your scolding, one of the opponent's abilities will be completely sealed and cannot be used."

Those scaly pieces immediately clung to the umbrella holder again, preventing him from moving any more.

"Do you really want to be my servant?" Liu Ping asked.

The umbrella holder hurriedly said: "It's true—"

Huh!

Knife light flashed.

The head of the umbrella-bearer soared into the sky, and was smeared into a **** mist by the countless blades in the air.

And his headless corpse was still sitting on the ground, blood gurgling from the broken part of the neck, staining the black scales red.

Liu Ping took the knife and said faintly: "You destroyed the real world and made countless people have to sleep in the eternal night. Now you are in the nightmare and want to completely destroy the sentient beings on the **** pillar-how can I forgive you? ?"

A strange traction appeared on him.

The burning small print quickly emerged:

"The battle is over."

"The Spirit of Sequence in the inner world is completing the teleportation for you."

Liuping stood still, waiting silently.

suddenly--

The countless black scales gradually began to vibrate regularly.

For a while, on the huge black armor, all the black scales began to vibrate non-stop, making buzzing noises.

"Wait, don't let me go yet." Liu Ping said.

The force that drew him suddenly weakened.

Liu Ping was calm and focused, paying close attention to the changes in the black armor.

I saw countless scales flew up and hovered in mid-air, some of which fell down, gradually forming a human form.

The existence of this human figure walked towards Liuping step by step.

The black scales constantly flashed out of changing runes, turning people into a man of flesh and blood.

——This is someone Liu Ping has never seen before.

He first saluted Liu, then squatted down, touched the blood on the ground, put it in his mouth and tasted it.

"Aji finally died."

The man said.

"Who are you?" Liu Ping asked.

"I am A Yin, the **** you saved in a certain past life-the **** pillar I was on has long been destroyed, and you took me to escape." the man said.

Liu Ping looked at him, and saw a line of small words popping out of his head:

"The gods of the past."

Liu Ping moved his eyes slowly and landed on the headless corpse of the umbrella bearer.

"You call him Aji?"

"Yes, in that life, you used many methods, but still did not overcome the nightmare, and had to reincarnate and leave, but I and Aji both turned into scale armor, sheltering on this armor, following you to life and death. , Looking for a new world reincarnation." The man said.

Scales...

Liu Ping looked at the black armor.

The man named Ayin knows, and said: "This armor is as big as an endless mountain. In my life, there were three thousand gods buried in Scale No. 1659, following your reincarnation. "

He pointed to the huge black armor and said: "There are countless scales on this armor. Our three thousand gods are just a tiny bit of it."

"What's the matter with him?" Liu Ping asked, pointing to the corpse.

"Aji... he was too eager to become stronger. After being reincarnated, he went deep into the bizarre and finally lost it completely. But because of the powerful power of the bizarre, he remembered this armor, so he has come to the present step by step." road.

"You didn't go to reincarnation?" Liu Ping asked.

"I died in battle after being reincarnated, so I returned to the armor and remembered everything."

After A Yin finished speaking, her figure suddenly shook.

"Your Excellency, the power of my soul is no longer enough to continue to support my waking up, but I was entrusted by your last life to tell you one thing when I woke up."

"Let's talk." Liu Ping said.

Ayin said: "This secret can only be said once, because just telling it, I will run out of strength and have to fall asleep again."

"Listen well—"

"'Don't go too deep into the weirdness, it's a nightmare at its end. Among the thousands of methods I have tried, nightmare is not a power suitable for all living beings. All living beings will only be enslaved by nightmares-go find another way.'"

The voice fell.

The huge black armor erupted with a louder and deeper trembling sound.

Lines of burning small print suddenly appeared:

"You have heard the secret of past fate."

"The power of your Four Sacred Pillars has reached the minimum standard."

"The power of the battle armor begins to bless you, revealing to you the endless secrets of the past era."

"Your'Seeing and Hearing as Famous' has been elevated to the level of weirdness."

"From now on, you can see the names of sentient beings in their past lives and know their past sources."

All small prints are collected at one time.

A Yin bowed to Liu and smiled:

"Conquer the nightmare, God King."

He could no longer maintain his figure, scattered pieces of black scale armor, and flew toward the huge armor.

After a while.

All the scales flew back to the battle armor, and all the abnormalities disappeared.

Only Liu Ping was still standing in the hands of the huge battle armor, looking at the battle armor quietly, a little speechless.

A piece of scale armor hides three thousand gods.

There are so many scales, what are they hiding?

Liu Ping sighed.

He can feel that this armor is in harmony with his own mind and is under his complete control.

The scales that fit on the surface of the battle armor are like their own body and skin, completely surrendered to themselves.

So the gods of the past era should have not lied.

Because the battle armor gave him such an induction.

Think about it along this line of thought--

I am afraid that this battle armor has followed me through countless reincarnations.

But after so many efforts with so many partners ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, I still haven't found a way to overcome the nightmare.

but.

At least a fuzzy direction has been obtained.

——Don't think of a solution in the depths of the nightmare, but think of another solution.

"Let's go, take me back."

He spoke.

That huge traction suddenly hit him, engulfing him into the void and disappearing.

...

The Palace of Nightmare.

Inside the world.

In the open space outside the castle, all kinds of weird existences are still waiting.

A ray of light suddenly flashed in the center of the clearing.

The light spread.

A strange man in black appeared in the center of the clearing.

Liuping!

He looked around, facing the same expressionless monsters, slowly said:

"food--"

"It's still just food, not eligible for our status."

The voice fell.

The monsters around gradually began to disperse.

When a very small number of monsters passed by Liu Ping Ping, they turned a little sideways and let go a little bit.

——I'm afraid this is an implicit way of expressing respect?

As Liu Ping was thinking, he suddenly saw a line of small characters appearing on the clearing ground, just under his feet:

"Nightmare Summoner, you defeated the challenger."

"This challenge is over."

"As the winner of the gambling fight, you have already obtained the mission that the other party has shouldered."

"From now on, you will replace the other party and complete the mission of that great being on this pillar."

"You are qualified to communicate directly with the manipulating spirit of the sequence."

"Please enter the black gate."

Liu Ping looked back and saw a small black door opened on the side of the castle, with two expressionless men in black floating in the door.