Purgatory Artist

Thirty professionals.

They are well-trained, order and prohibit, vigorous and resolute, at first glance they are veterans on the battlefield.

Liu Ping just announced that they were called up.

Under the command of the soldier, they began to assign tasks in an orderly manner, arranging defensive posts on the walls, and even sent a few people to the city to purchase supplies.

Liu Ping looked at their busy appearance, and couldn't help asking silently in his heart:

"These people will not defect halfway, will they?"

A line of burning small print quickly emerged:

"Rebellion is equivalent to giving up the mission, a large amount of soul power will be deducted, and if the soul power is not enough, it will be obliterated."

"In addition, you can set up some small reward mechanisms in order to better command them."

"Can I set up a reward mechanism?" Liu Ping asked.

"Of course." Sequence replied.

Liu Ping thought for a while, then said: "Okay...then the decision is like this:"

"Anyone who can get my favor, be brave in battle, or make special contributions, has a certain probability of getting extra gems from me."

Liu Ping finished.

After a few breaths, a small burning line appeared in the void:

"A side mission has been released: the favor of the garrison captain."

Liu Ping looked at those people, only to see that they all moved together, their eyes cast into the void.

The next moment.

A female professional came to Liu Pingyang and cast a wink at him:

"Sir Captain Cavaliers, you look quite young, how about my sister taking you for a drink?"

"Anything outside of work and tasks will offend me, remember." Liu Ping said coldly.

"Yes! Captain!" The female professional saluted and turned away.

Everyone was thinking about it in their eyes.

Liu Pingchao said in sequence: "As soon as you post the task, they will be able to see it?"

Two small burning lines appeared before Liu Ping's eyes:

"They are junior heroes who came in response to my call, just to help you complete your current mission—"

"Remember, you are the gold master."

Liu Ping was stunned for a moment when he looked at the long line of small burning characters.

Are you a sponsor?

The soldier approached with a flattering smile, and whispered: "My lord Knight, your safety is more important than anything else. I have dedicated two good hands to protect you personally. Is this good for you?"

"...What's your name." Liu Ping.

"Zhao Mingguang."

"Zhao Mingguang, I still have the ability to protect myself. Your most important task is to repel the devil without thinking about me."

"Well, everything is as you wish."

At this time, a professional ran back from the city and said to the soldier: "Boss, we take the serial exchange copper coins to buy food, we can't buy food at all."

"Do they only accept gold and silver?" Zhao Mingguang asked in surprise.

"No, boss, I don't think they have much food to sell." The professional said.

Zhao Mingguang looked at Liu Ping.

Liu Ping said: "Your board and lodging, weapons, and armor are all provided by Viscount Addington. Don't worry about this."

All the professionals cheered suddenly.

Liu Ping turned and walked towards the city, without looking back, "You should arrange all the fortifications first, and I will settle the logistics now."

"Then trouble you, Lord Knight." Zhao Mingguang shouted.

When Liu Ping returned to the castle, he saw that the whole castle was empty, and there were a lot fewer people.

As for the officials who specialize in managing various affairs, none of them have been seen.

Liuping suddenly remembered the long convoy that had left the castle in the morning.

In retrospect, the city was also in depression.

The guards at the gate of the city, one with a bandage, the other unhealed for a long time.

"No... so stupid."

Liu Ping murmured.

"Knight Commander, you are back." A steward looked humane.

"What's the matter?" Liu Ping asked.

"This is left to you by Master Viscount." The butler held up a wooden box.

Liu Ping opened the wooden box and saw inside it was a seal, a long string of keys, a card, and a note with elegant and elegant handwriting.

The note read:

"To Ryuhei, the garrison knight commander of York:"

"You are responsible for all defense tasks in this city. The seal represents your power, and the key allows you to pass unimpeded."

"I brought my staff to move the rescuers, hoping to come back as soon as possible and fight the devil with you."

"Justice will prevail!"

"—Your City Lord: Viscount Addington."

"Also:"

"My ancestor was also a knight and has some knight skills passed down. In view of the critical situation at present, I leave a knight skill for you. I hope you can use it."

"And again:"

"If you really can't keep it, you can run away at any time, but before you leave, please be sure to burn the entire castle-this will make my words more tragic."

"Thanks to you."

Liu Ping laughed blankly.

When I saw that scene in the morning, I had a hunch.

It really ran away.

"Chan Yi." Liu Ping called softly.

"I'm here, demon-no, brat."

"Why call me the brat?"

"Haha, I like to see your helpless look, very cute, really."

"...You are best at the way of scouts. First, check how many available professionals are in the city, and then go outside the city to see if you can find the devil's movements or other information."

"Little meaning."

Zhao Chanyi turned into a small and cute cat, jumped onto the high window sill, opened the window, and disappeared in a flash.

Liuping stood still and continued to think.

When he first arrived, he had to accept the post of garrison knight commander before he could gain a foothold in this world.

Therefore, it is impossible to be pressed to defend the city here.

The most important thing right now is to see what is left here after Lord Viscount has left.

Liu Ping picked up the card first and examined it carefully.

I saw a knight in white armor painted on the card, holding a sword in one hand and slightly raising the other hand, holding a beam of light.

A line of burning small characters quickly emerged:

"Advanced holy chanting technique."

"Special Skill Card (Knight)."

"Explanation: This is a silent technique of sacred chanting, which can save you the chanting link and directly release this primary healing technique."

"To use this card, you need to pay five points of soul power."

Ok.

Although Viscount Addington ran away, he still took care of some decency, and at least paid for it when he hired people.

Liuping held the card and whispered, "Use it."

The card suddenly turned into a beam of light, and it lightly and weakly enveloped Liu Ping's body, and it took a while to completely disappear.

Liu Ping suddenly had a lot of skills in the use of holy chanting in his mind.

In a daze, he felt as if he had practiced sacred chanting tens of thousands of times, so that he could cast it with a wave of his hand and no longer need to rely on spells.

Lines of burning small characters appeared quickly:

"You have mastered the silent technique of holy chanting."

"Consumption of soul power: five o'clock."

"From now on, if you wave your hand at will, you can release the primary healing spell: holy chanting."

-This technique has a good healing effect on some limb injuries and internal organ injuries. It is a very practical primary healing technique.

Liu Ping felt better, picked up the seal and weighed it.

This is the deputy seal of the city lord.

From now on, he can represent Viscount Addington and direct the operation of the entire city.

—What is left in this city to function?

"Take me to the granary to see." Liu Ping said to the housekeeper.

"Okay, Lord Knight." The butler said.

Opening the door of the granary, Liu Ping couldn't help but sighed.

There is almost no food here.

Next, Liu Ping went to the weapons storeroom, stables, and heavy equipment warehouse.

The weapon storage room was empty.

There are no horses.

Surprisingly, there are still two intact guns in the heavy equipment warehouse—

But there are no shells.

Based on the principle of no waste, Liu Ping pressed his hand on the artillery, and activated the heroic operation interface ability: to collect cards.

Bang!

With a soft sound, the two artillery pieces turned into a card, which Liu Ping carried into his pocket.

"Is there really no food at all?" Liu Ping asked.

"Lord Knight, in fact, everyone in our castle still has a bite to eat, and the Viscount has also prepared enough food for you. These are all in the back kitchen." The butler whispered.

"Take me." Liu Ping said.

The two came to the back kitchen.

I saw that there were still a lot of food reserves here, enough for dozens of people to eat for a week.

"Start arranging for manual cooking, the people in the castle, plus lunch for 30 people." Liu Ping ordered.

"My lord, in that case, the food will be eaten in a few days." The butler was embarrassed.

"Leave the food to me, you don't have to worry about it, just follow my requirements." Liu Ping patted his shoulder.

"Yes, my lord," the butler said.

Noon.

The professionals took turns returning to the castle to eat.

Standing on the wall, Liu Ping and Zhao Mingguang looked out to the wilderness together.

"We are ready for defense. We will send scouts out of the city in the afternoon to detect the movements of the devil." Zhao Mingguang said.

"This matter is not in a hurry, I have already sent a scout." Liu Ping said.

"Someone has already gone?" Zhao Mingguang asked unexpectedly.

He glanced around.

A few guards guarded the city gate, either wounded or disabled.

"My lord Knight, our people are very professional. In fact, they are more competent in this matter. Let our people go." Zhao Mingguang said.

"Where are you from?" Liu Ping asked.

"This can't be said," Zhao Mingguang pointed to the non-existent interface in the void, and smiled: "Speak out, and I will be obliterated."

A white shadow flew from far away and fell on Liu Ping's shoulders.

—It's a snow-white cute cat.

It whispered: "Liu Ping, the devil has already assembled, and it will arrive here in half an hour."

Both Liu Ping and Zhao Mingguang were taken aback.

"How strong are they?" Liu Ping asked.

"There are more than 700 devils, and their individual strength is similar to those of professionals." White Cat said.

Zhao Mingguang's face became pale.

"Impossible... this is a mortal mission..." he muttered in a daze.

"Apart from these demons, do they have anything else at the bottom of the box?" Liu Ping asked.

"No, this is just a small city, so those powerful guys have gone to attack other places. They seem to think that sending more than 700 soldiers is already extremely high." White Cat said.

Liu Ping glanced at Zhao Mingguang and reached out to take out a card.

Bang!

The card turns into two cannons.

"This is the most powerful artillery in the castle. It just lacks ammunition. I think you prepared enough before you came. I wonder if you can build some cannonballs?" Liu Ping asked.

"Yes, I will arrange for someone to do this right away-but the devil is a very cunning species. This type of artillery can only be fired for one round at most, and then they will find a way to avoid it." Zhao Mingguang sighed, hurriedly. To leave.

"Zhao Mingguang." Liu Ping called to him.

"Master Knight, what else is there?" he asked.

"How many treatment professions do you have?"

"Therapy profession? That is a very rare profession. Our small team cannot attract a treatment profession."

Liu Ping looked at him and said, "You don't have to be afraid of more than 700 demons."

Zhao Mingguang's lips trembled, his face was ashen, and he didn't speak.

Liuping added: "I forgot to tell you that I am a Paladin."

Zhao Mingguang couldn't help but looked over Liu Ping's head.

—There is nothing there.

"It is not the time yet. I will let everyone know this before the war starts." Liu Ping said.

"Well, if you are a Paladin, then we still have to fight this battle!" Zhao Mingguang gritted his teeth.

After speaking, he hurried away.

Standing in place, Liu Ping said silently: "Launch the protection of the heroic spirit."

Must choose Yana, UU reading www. uukanshu.com then pulled out a paladin skill.

This is about morale!

Liu Ping thought silently in his heart.

I saw lines of burning small print quickly emerge:

"Heroic protection has been activated."

"The heroic spirit is being randomly selected, and the chosen one is: Yana (Samurai God)."

"If the following conditions are met, you can extract a variant of the ability to torment Ms. Yana and use it once."

"Drawing condition: Torture an enemy and let him completely surrender under your feet."

"—For the gods, torturing sentient beings will bring a little happiness."

Liu Ping looked disappointed.

It's over.

According to the instructions of the last sentence, what will be drawn next will not be the ability of the paladin, but the ability of Yana as the goddess of torment!