Purgatory Artist

Countless nightmare runes rose in the void.

They surround the black scales, constantly changing, overlapping, and joining together at an extremely crazy speed—

In the end, it turned into an illusory vertical pupil with a height of nine meters.

The black scales kept emitting mist like ink.

It rushed into the air, floating quietly in the center of the vertical pupil, turning into the deepest darkness in the vertical pupil.

The two dark performers raised their heads and looked at the vertical pupils in the air.

"It's amazing." A dark executor said.

"I only have 10% nightmare strength, and this trick is its 10% power, I guess you can't beat it." Liu Ping said.

"No, we are not talking about this technique." Another dark executor said.

They stepped back and moved forward, standing in front and back rows in front of the vertical pupil.

The dark executor facing the vertical pupil raised his hand, made a blocking action, and said: "We are talking about you. You are so small and humble, but you can come up with such a way."

"Thanks for the praise, go to death." Liu Ping said.

The illusory vertical pupil suddenly burst out a long black line thick with a grinding disc, and instantly passed through the sky, directly blasting on the body of the first dark executor.

Between the electric light and flint, the dark executor standing behind shouted: "Nightmare, solve!"

The voice fell.

Something that Liuping couldn't understand happened.

The infinite dark streamer suddenly dispersed from this dark executor, and rushed to the other one that blocked the vertical pupil as if it was alive.

boom! !

The dark beam of light soared into the sky, shooting into the endless void like a waterfall.

The dark executor who stood in front was wrapped in this force, rushed to the sky, and disappeared with the beam of light.

The illusory vertical pupil disappeared suddenly.

The black scales fell from the air and returned to Liu Ping's hands.

Lines of burning small prints immediately appeared before his eyes:

"The nightmare technique you awaken is a super powerful technique against the nightmare body, and it is irresistible."

"It has completely sealed off the enemy and fell into a deep sleep."

Liu Ping's eyes sank.

A voice came from far away:

"Does it feel unimaginable? Obviously possessing ten percent of its power, it only wiped out one me, and the other me was not affected at all."

—The second dark performer.

The dark streamer on it no longer exists, so its image has also changed at this time.

The tall figure, the face that is no different from human beings, and the endless indifference in his eyes.

It became a human man.

His naked upper body was covered with black runes, and his long hair was floating behind his head. The only difference was that a long, looming light-shaped long rope appeared behind him.

One end of this long rope is connected to the back of the man's heart, and the other end is immersed in a deep void, without knowing its end.

Dark drama!

Liu Ping's heart jumped and couldn't help thinking.

In the dark drama, all practitioners are controlled in this way, but they don't know that their souls have been controlled by the goddess of pain.

"I want to say that when I retreat from the Embrace of the Nightmare, that technique will naturally not attack me, but at the same time I will not have much time to stay on the Pillar. We need to make a break as soon as possible."

The human man's hands kept clicking in the void, as if he was dealing with something.

"Sequence," Liu Ping whispered.

"Yes, I am manipulating my sequence to see how much time I have after everything is arranged." The man said.

The voice fell.

A line of small characters suddenly appeared in the void:

"05:00."

This line of small print floats between the two of them.

"Who are you?" Liu Ping couldn't help but said.

"Compared with this matter, I think what is more important is who you are." The man said.

He snapped his fingers.

The line of small prints immediately turned over, revealing new content:

"The battle begins."

"04:59."

"04:58."

"..."

The man moved his lower figure, put a fist on the spot and said: "We only have five minutes, let me see your condition—"

His figure flashed and disappeared from where he was.

So fast!

This speed is beyond what Liuping can recognize.

Between the lightning and flint, he didn't even have time to have a thought, and directly slashed behind him with a long knife—

when!

The long knife slashed on a metal glove, bursting into scattered sparks.

The man was surprised: "I can't capture my movements at all, and can also block my attack?"

He backed away and disappeared again.

too fast!

Can't see his movements at all!

Liu Ping flashed to the left without hesitation, and the long knife in his hand pulled out a flash of light flashing alternately.

The man appeared in shape and waved his fists continuously.

There was a crisp clash.

He stepped back and looked at Liu Ping again: "Yes, I can't keep up with my speed at all, but it can block my attack. It seems that you don't know how many lifetimes you have fought."

"What do you want to know from me?" Liu Ping asked.

In front of his eyes, small burning prints kept flashing:

"The battle has begun!"

"This battle is from the duel mode of the ancient era. The setting mode is:"

"Time-limited fighting."

"In this mode, you cannot use any strange power."

"This sequence has already recognized this combat mode."

"Please go all out."

The operation interface of Heroic Spirit recognized the combat mode set by the opponent!

why is that?

Liu Ping stretched out his hand and grabbed it from the void, and took out the prison knife.

Holding a pair of knives in his hands, he put up a knife stand, and said in a low voice: "I always thought that nightmares are monsters that destroy the world..."

"Your perception is not wrong, so the souls in the real world will flee, trying to find hope on the **** pillar. This is their instinct." The man said.

"So your goal is to destroy all **** pillars?" Liu Ping asked.

The man punched in the air.

Liu Ping's pupils shrank abruptly and suddenly raised his swords upwards.

I saw an invisible fist mark falling from the sky, hitting the double knives severely, making a dull sound.

"die!"

The man's voice rang in Liu Ping's ear.

In an instant, Liu Ping let go of his swords, turned around to make a fist, and his fists overlapped.

The pounding of fists and feet resounded like a shower of rain.

Snapped-

Liu Ping waved a palm and shot the man out.

At this time, the two knives had not yet landed, and he held them in his hands again, struggling to slash forward.

Complicated blade lights burst out from the blade, turning into a rotating arc of light in the sky, surrounding the man from all directions.

The man had almost nowhere to go, but his expression remained unchanged.

The next moment.

All the blade lights burst out with a dazzling cold light, completely submerging him.

when!

A trembling sounded, and all the blade light instantly vanished.

I saw the man standing on the spot, the glove in his hand had disappeared, replaced by a very simple and simple long sword.

"Sword?" Liu Ping said in surprise.

"Your set of boxing just now is Wu Jijing-you have this boxing in your memory." The man said.

"Do you know it?" Liu Ping asked.

The man put the long sword back behind him and said: "In this way, you are a real person. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"I don't quite understand what you mean." Liu Ping said.

The man laughed and said, "Let me think about how to say it-are you familiar with the world of technology?"

"Familiar." Liu Ping said.

"Prosthetic body?"

"Know some."

"The prosthetic body can replace the human body and hold the soul, can't it?" the man said.

"Yes, but many senses of the human body will be lost because of this." Liu Ping said.

The man said: "Then if we go further, when we create a biological prosthetic body, it can perfectly replicate all human feelings and contain the soul-do you think the prosthetic body is a prosthetic body or a real human body?"

Liu Ping meditated for a few breaths, and said, "...There is no difference."

The man said: "Yes, the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind are all false, because they are the feelings of the prosthetic body, not the true self."

He looked at Liu Ping and said, "You have your true self, so wherever you are, the real world is."

Ding!

In mid-air, the elapsed time is attributed to "00:00".

Five minutes, the fight is over!

The man looked up and said, "Because you have that knife, you can hear such a deep secret, but it's a pity that I don't have time to stay here anymore—"

"In short, we are not the enemy."

He raised his hand.

Countless runes suddenly appeared in the void, condensing into an interface.

The man tapped on the interface.

"I will continue to capture the existence of that nightmare and see if I can overcome it."

"—I hope you can become stronger next time you meet."

The voice fell.

He took a step back and disappeared directly into the void.

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