Purgatory Artist-Chapter 291: Borrow Your Head for a Purpose

[You've activated Cad Tome: Puppet of Death]

[Young man: Li Yuan has been summoned by your Card Tome as a Death Puppet ]

[You've dismissed this summoning]

All the burning text retracted and slowly disappeared into the void of space.

Liu Ping walked along the street and muttered:

"— — -This old man isn't bad, doing things for money, killing the weak, backing off the strong, that's what a boss should do"

20 minutes later.

He stood in front of the dark spire.

Looking up — — -

The top of the dark spire was hidden deep within the clouds, unable to be seen at all.

That means there's no way to tell if there's a Divine Atonement Card hidden inside the roof.

The surroundings are heavily guarded.

If I fly up to look for the card, I might be discovered and alert the evil creatures.

Flying up to take a look and then running is a good idea.

But I can't run back to Eternal Night even if I run — — -

Captain and Tiger are still investigating the matter related to the prisoners.

I can't just cause trouble for them right from the start.

Liu Ping sighed and looked at the entrance of the spire.

Only to see a few long queues at the entrance of the spire.

Someone was shouting loudly:

"The slave selection is about to begin, don't push, line up properly, those who don't line up should be careful of the evil creatures eating you!"

Liu Ping's expression changed a bit.

The old man's words echoed in his ears again:

"Even the nominees are rewarded, that's a chance to soar to the top ..."

He thought for a bit, then stepped forward and joined the queue.

A few moments later.

"Name?"

"Li Yuan"

"ID card"

"Here"

"Verification complete, very well, you may enter."

Liu Ping walked into the main hall of the spire.

There were already over a hundred humans here, both young and old, most of them were men in their prime.

Everyone stood there nervously, no one dared to say anything.

Liu Ping scanned his surroundings.

Lines of text appeared above everyone's heads:

[Human]

[Human]

[Human]

[Human]

[Emissary of Sacrifice]

[Human]

...

Wait a minute!

Liu Ping's gaze focused.

The guy with the "Emissary of Sacrifice" floating above his head looked no different from a normal person, the only difference was that he was a bit more muscular.

— — -there were about 7-8 of these people mixed in the crowd.

Isn't this supposed to be a slave selection?

Why is it related to Sacrifice?

Interesting ...

Who would have thought that he would stumble upon a clue here?

He wondered if Captain and Tiger had found any clues.

Liu Ping thought to himself as he slowly moved through the crowd and came to a place near the corridor.

His fingers moved quickly.

The five cards instantly disappeared.

After a while.

About three hundred people entered the first level one after another.

A human wearing a uniform walked over and loudly declared: "Alright, there's enough people — — - you may begin your battle now, attack the people next to you."

"The only rule is that those who are still standing after ten minutes will advance to the next round."

"Begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking —

The entire hall was in chaos.

People began to attack the people around them in a frenzy.

The other young man beside Liu Ping roared and threw a punch at him.

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out.

Liu Ping was sent flying. He hit the wall and fell to the ground, unconscious.

The young man was slightly startled.

— — Since when can I send someone flying with my fists?

Furthermore ...

He seemed to be flying in the wrong direction.

I clearly threw a punch forward, why did he fly to the corner on the right where there's no one else?

"This guy is so strong, everyone attack him first!"

Someone shouted.

Seven to eight people rushed towards the young man.

The young man didn't have time to think and could only face them head-on.

The scene became even more chaotic.

Very quickly, someone was beaten to a pulp and couldn't stand up anymore.

Liu Ping lay in the corner, narrowing his eyes to observe.

Only to see that the ones with the Envoy of Sacrifice floating above their heads were hiding in the frenzied crowd, calmly choosing their targets.

Every time they attacked, they would definitely take someone's life.

— — -so, they aren't choosing slaves, but targets for Sacrifice?

Liu Ping's gaze turned cold.

On the other side.

A hidden path that no one could see continued to extend up the spiral staircase.

Norton stood at the very front and whispered:

"How is it? Did you find anything? "

Zhao Chanyi followed behind him. As she walked, she revealed an expression of listening attentively.

"Liu Ping's side has already started fighting — — - there aren't many people or evil creatures on this floor, it's temporarily safe."

Yana stood behind her and said: "Hua Qingkong, let's give it a try."

"Got it!"

Hua Qingkong replied, then took out a string and tied it to Yana's hand. freewebnøvel.com

Yana looked at the string on her hand and said: "I am Liu Ping's servant, an entity that collects Cards for him. If there is a Divine Card here, Fate should make it form a connection with me."

As soon as she said that.

The string instantly stood up, one end connected to her hand while the other continued to extend up the spire.

"There's a Holy Card!"

Everyone's spirits were lifted.

Libertas spoke: "Stealing Cards is my new LV20 skill, all you need to do is bring me to the designated location and leave the rest to me."

"Let's hope so" Yana replied.

"Let's go!" Norton confidently declared.

The five of them continued to follow the hidden path towards the upper floors of the spire.

The first floor of the spire.

Ten minutes later.

The competition was over.

The dead people were dragged away, nowhere to be seen.

— — -but no one cared about that, since corpses would always need to be taken care of.

A staff member began to do a headcount:

"Let's see, after this round, the number of people who are still standing — — 15, no, 16"

His gaze fell onto the corner of the wall.

A young man was smiling as he stood up from the ground.

Everyone also noticed him.

"How despicable, he managed to slip through like that" someone cursed.

"The rule is that those who keep standing will pass, so no matter what method he used, it's fine as long as he passes" the staff member replied.

Everyone thought for a bit and couldn't help but be speechless.

That was indeed the rule, but — — -

That's too cunning!

The staff member waved his hand: "Alright, go up to the second floor, you can let in new people now. Once there are 400 people, the competition will begin again!"

"Yes sir!"

The fence at the entrance opened, allowing the people behind to enter.

Liu Ping's group who passed the first round followed the corridor to the second floor.

The second floor was different from the first floor.

As they entered, they felt like they were walking into a dense forest.

If they stood on their tiptoes and looked from afar, they could even see a tall mountain covered in snow.

A staff member stood next to a large tree and loudly called out:

"Alright, let's hurry up!"

"You, you, and you, you will be in one group, they will be in another group."

"The first group will escape, the second group will chase and kill."

"The end point of the competition is on the snowy mountain, the first group who successfully reaches there can enter the third floor."

"As for the second group, those who kill can pass."

"Now"

"The first group will enter the forest, the second group will set off in ten minutes — —"

Liu Ping looked around and saw that everyone was a little confused.

"Begin!"

The staff member shouted.

Half of the people ran forward with a loud rumble.

Liu Ping was placed in the second group.

He stood in place and waited silently until the staff member shouted:

"The chase begins!"

Everyone ran forward, wanting to catch up with the first group that had escaped.

Liu Ping was also among them, secretly guarding against the sacrificial messengers while running forward.

Not long after, as if afraid that the people in the same group would steal the kill, everyone slowly dispersed and chased along different paths.

Liu Ping turned onto a winding path, only to see two sacrificial messengers following behind him.

Before he said anything, the two of them looked at each other, one of them silently retreated and went in another direction.

Liu Ping finally understood.

— — He had become the prey of the one who stayed behind.

The sacrificial messenger smiled and said: "We are all in the hunting group, we will fight the first group"

"Yes" Liu Ping said.

The sacrificial emissary continued: "It will be more dangerous if we each kill one. Why don't I help you kill one, and you help me kill one. This way, we will always be two against one, it will be relatively safe, what do you think?"

"Good idea" Liu Ping said.

"What kind of attacks are you good at?" the sacrificial emissary asked.

"You saw it just now, I only know how to hide on the ground and pretend to be dead, using the rules to pass. I am not good at fighting at all" Liu Ping smiled and said.

Before he finished speaking, a saber suddenly appeared in his hand.

Shadow Saber.

On the saber, bright red blood slowly dripped down.

"Why is there blood on your saber?" the sacrificial emissary asked curiously.

"You can take a guess" Liu Ping said.

The sacrificial emissary suddenly stopped moving.

Liu Ping sighed and said: "I said just now, I only know how to use the rules to pass."

"The rule is: 'If you kill someone, you can pass'"

"So if I kill you, I'll pass."

As soon as he said that.

The sacrificial emissary's head rolled on the ground.

It was dead.

Lines of burning text appeared in the air:

[You've performed Void God Slash]

[You've killed the other party and received 50 Soul Points, equivalent to 5% of your EXP]

The saber shook, shaking all the blood away.

Liu Ping's voice turned cold as he continued: "Those who try to kill the first group will be killed by you from behind."

"While the first group only cares about running for their lives, they won't be on guard against the people around them, so they will also be killed by the people around them."

"What a good idea."

"So — –"

"Let me borrow your head."