Purgatory Artist-Chapter 472: Despair and Hope

The sun was setting in the west, and the autumn wind dyed the forest.

The river flowed like a new moon.

Liu Ping stood by the river and looked into the distance, muttering to himself, "If I were to have a discussion with someone here, drinking wine while discussing Dao, it would be a different kind of charm."

"You're going to die soon, why think so much?"

The giant sneered in mid-air.

Its body was so huge, but no one could see it.

Liu Ping sighed and said, "What a killjoy."

Lines of small burning words appeared before his eyes,

[You've lost the 'Knowledge Is As Good As Your Name' technique in exchange for the divination technique you're good at.]

[There's still some time before the Historian arrives. If possible, please calculate the time, because this sequence can't use Hyperspace Sensing, otherwise, you'll be detected by the King of Nightmares opposite you.]

Liu Ping glanced at it and flicked the non-existent dust off his shoulder.

There was a particular point to this.

Only those who knew the ropes would know that a divination expert like Liu Ping could calculate the heavenly stems and earthly branches with a snap of his finger, reveal the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams with a snap of his finger, and even calculate your last night's meal with a snap of his finger.

The Six Arts were the highest civilization of the human world. In the future, the human world was the core world of the Six Realms of Reincarnation, because it gave birth to all things and nurtured all living beings.

And divination was the first of the Six Arts.

In such a world system, the fact that divination could occupy the highest position in the human world showed the recognition of all living beings in the Six Realms of Reincarnation.

Of course, divination also had many tricks and considerations, and not everything could be known with a snap of his finger.

Liu Ping was no exception.

So he smiled and said, "Brother, you sent me back, but I don't know what year and month it is now."

The giant looked down at him and said in a mocking tone, "Do you want to go to the future? No, the Six Realms of Reincarnation in the future is incredible, I won't let those people notice what happens here. "

"So we're in the past," Liu Ping said thoughtfully.

His finger moved again.

The giant said, "Pathetic mortal, do you think I don't know? In the Six Realms of Reincarnation, if you die, you can reincarnate, but now I'll seal your soul. When you die, your soul will perish along with you. "

"Very reasonable, very reasonable." Liu Ping rubbed his palms and smiled.

Lines of burning words kept popping up in front of his eyes. These words seemed to have gone crazy as they kept scrolling upwards to make room for new information.

[You've activated a deduction.]

[According to the divination, you will die from the Frost Extermination Body.]

[You said something to the Lord of Nightmares and activated the deduction again.]

[According to the divination, you will die from being cooked by the fire oil.]

[You moved your body and smiled at the Lord of Nightmares, which annoyed it. At the same time, you activated the derivation again.]

[According to the prophecy, you will die from ten thousand blades.]

[You said something that agreed with it, and then activated the deduction.]

[According to the divination, you will die from the severing of your arteries and veins, as well as being skinned alive.]

[...]

Liu Ping stretched his back. The two swords hung on his waist, making clanking sounds when the wind blew.

The Lord of Nightmares was an old bastard.

Just for the matter of killing him, it could come up with so many different methods.

"Right, aren't you curious about the secret I'm about to tell you?" Liu Ping asked.

The giant spoke with a heavy voice: "This is a trade, I'll allow you to die here, but you have to tell me the secret. If you don't, I have a thousand ways to torture you."

Liu Ping continued: "Listen carefully, the secret I'm about to tell you is like this:"

"You're wasting your time on me, because the place where the souls originated from is being destroyed by a monster that climbed up from the Void Pillar, it will absorb all the power there"

Saying so, he clasped his hands behind his back and touched his fingers.

Firm and soft, there's no blame.

What a good divination!

Liu Ping pulled his hand back and silently deduced the future.

The giant abruptly looked up towards the boundless void of space.

As if it could see something, it spoke with a tone full of killing intent: "So it's true, what exactly is that guy? While I was having fun, it stole the souls that belonged to me ... "

Saying so, it seemed to move a bit, then stopped and looked at Liu Ping.

This matter isn't over yet.

"That's right, it's stealing the souls that belonged to you" Liu Ping clasped his hands behind his back and lightly moved.

I didn't lie to it.

The place where the souls originated from was indeed destroyed by the giant armor.

The old Gods of Purgatory were also killed by it.

That's why the Gods of Purgatory had no choice but to return to the Void Pillar to rest and wait for the future.

This is something that's happening in history!

The giant looked down and spoke: "It's time to send you on your way"

Liu Ping met its gaze and smiled: "I don't want to die yet, or rather, how do you think I should die?"

His fingers moved slightly.

I'm going to die from a lightning strike.

The giant said: "I want you to"

Liu Ping interrupted him: "I've stopped being a cultivator a long time ago, after seeing countless civilizations, I feel that one day, you will lose to humans."

Flicking his fingers, bending his fingers, the sun had set, the night had risen, the clouds were like dogs, and the moon had shone.

The divination was complete.

The giant laughed: "Pitiful mortal, you don't understand the difference between a mortal and a nightmare."

Liu Ping's slender fingers slowly moved.

This time, I'm going to die from the mutation of my body.

No.

He had to change again.

"There is indeed a gap, but there is also hope. As long as we humans have hope, we will never give up. Sooner or later, we will win," he said seriously.

Hope ...

The giant was silent for a moment before saying, "I'm leaving. Now, tell me, when was the most desperate moment in your life?"

Liu Ping's hands touched.

The results of the new deduction were out.

Very good.

That was it.

This was his only chance!

A faint light emerged from the giant and gathered on Liu Ping's body.

This strange spell was not something that Liu Ping could resist.

A ray of light suddenly rose from his body and condensed into an image of the past.

A baby.

When he was still a baby, he was blind and was born without an arm.

He was thrown into the water, unable to do anything but wait for death to descend upon him.

This was the most desperate moment of Liu Ping's life!

The image faded away.

The giant's tone was now a bit more pleased:

" So that's how it was, so this was the original you? Very well, I will let you experience that feeling once again, it is called despair, I hope you will remember the taste of despair."

" At the very end of your life, you must understand that humanity will never have hope."

Thousands of tentacles extended from its body, at the end of each tentacle, a vertical eye opened and stared at Liu Ping.

Liu Ping's hands behind his back suddenly loosened.

A line of burning text hovered in the void of space:

[You've divined the final Divination]

[You have not made any changes, following this, you will ...]

Before Liu Ping could finish reading, his body suddenly shrank until he turned into a baby.

" Take a look, I've returned you to the most desperate moment of your life, but there are still some imperfections "

The giant spoke with a resounding voice.

One of the baby's arms suddenly disappeared, and its eyes were also covered in a layer of darkness.

" A one-armed, blind baby drowning to death, this is your most desperate moment."

" And now, I gift this death to you "

As soon as it finished.

Plop!

The baby was thrown into the water.

Ripples appeared on the calm surface of the water, the waves slowly spread and returned to normal.

The giant hovered in the sky and waited for a while.

Time slowly passed.

It saw the baby's eyes slowly closing, no longer struggling.

All of a sudden.

The giant felt a sense of boredom.

As the king of nightmares, I'm here dealing with a human baby.

I clearly have something very important to do.

The giant armor that had crawled all the way to the origin of the souls!

What exactly is it?

The giant looked up at the void of space and spoke: " It's over ... it's time to return to the Divine Pillar and see who dared to steal those souls "

Taking this chance.

Andrea suddenly appeared, dove into the water and kissed the baby.

"Remember, remember why it wants to kill you, remember everything it did here, you'll understand later!"

She quickly sent her voice.

The baby closed its eyes, as if it didn't know anything.

At this point, the giant's voice came: " Saint Spirit ... give up, none of you will have any hope, I can guarantee that."

The giant reached out and caught Andrea who was hiding in the void of space.

It looked down again at the baby, who was suffering the last of his despair, and then

The baby stopped breathing.

The giant nodded in satisfaction, then shot up into the sky, piercing through the sky of the world, and disappeared without a trace.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

In the depths of the water.

The baby suddenly opened his eyes.

Even though he couldn't see anything, he was very familiar with blindness.

He closed his mouth tightly, and his body slowly rolled along the turbulent undercurrent until he left the current and slowly landed on a relatively flat rock in the water.

Lines of burning text appeared in the void of space:

[Through your constant changes in behavior and language, you've given the other party countless thoughts of killing you.]

[Through divination, you learned of the various outcomes and chose one of them.]

[Infant drowning!]

[This is the only way for you to continue persevering. It is the most painful past for you, filled with despair.]

["You stopped doing anything and decided that this was the way to die.]

[Deduction complete. Everything is beginning to come true.]

[You are an infant.]

[While suffering from suffocation, you activated the Embryonic Breathing technique.]

[This is a natural technique that an infant naturally grasps in his mother's womb, so you can continue persevering for a while]

The baby closed his eyes and focused on performing the Embryonic Breathing technique.

Andrea's voice echoed in his ears.

"You have to survive!"

"Survive and meet me in the future. Only then will you be able to obtain a sliver of hope to defeat it!"

"... Survive until the Chronicler of History arrives!"

The baby let go of his thoughts and continued performing the Embryonic Breathing technique.

He felt that he wouldn't be able to persevere for much longer.

Persevere!

For the sake of that sliver of hope that never existed before!

Time continued to pass, like the flow of water that flowed through the baby's body.

His consciousness began to fade.

At the very last moment.

When his aura was completely cut off, he suddenly saw lines of burning words appear:

[Someone is coming]

[He is prying into your past]

[Your past has formed a picture that is known to both yourself and the other party]

A picture unfolded in front of the baby.

A strange person was standing in the picture.

The Clown.

His face was painted pale, his eye sockets were dark, he was wearing a colorful costume and a pair of pointy boots.

In the middle of battle, he was talking to his opponents below the wall.

"It's quite funny, when I was born, I was a one-armed blind boy. My family threw me into the river to feed the fishes. I was about to drown, but a meddlesome old man picked me up and taught me a lot of skills."

"That's why I'm fated to meet you here today."

The picture faded away again.

A voice followed:

"This is the moment, there's no mistake, we've finally arrived."

At the very next moment.

For some reason, the baby felt that something had happened.

The feeling of death slowly faded away, it no longer felt like a shadow that was strangling his throat.

Suddenly.

The baby felt himself being held up by two arms, and was lifted out of the water at once.

He couldn't help but open his mouth and breathe heavily.

An old voice resounded in his ears:

"What a pitiful child, to be thrown into the river, I wonder which family's adult was so cruel!"

"Let me take a look, he's blind, one-armed, his meridians are damaged"

"How troublesome, no one knows how to take care of him."

"All living beings are suffering, there's no way out, there's no way out, as soon as I save you, you'll have to suffer all the suffering in this world."

A pair of eyes fell onto the baby.

The baby only cared about taking deep breaths to replenish the oxygen that he was missing.

He couldn't see the other party, but he knew exactly what this moment was and what was happening.

The voice let out a sigh and said, "That's right. The world is filled with suffering, yet you still want to stay. Very well, this old Daoist will save you today."

Under the pale moonlight, the old man held the baby in his arms and quickly walked towards the village.