Purgatory Artist

　　 "Okay, the chat ends here, we must complete the last step, and then you will become a card master." Hell Spirit said.

　　 "What is it?" Liu Ping asked.

　　 "I will start calling the servant **** for you now." The prison spirit said.

　　 "Serve God?"

　　 "Yes, it is also called God of Servant-God of Servant is born with the ability to enslave all living beings, and will help you turn your subjects into cards."

　　 "...I thought serving the gods is a kind of god."

　　 "No, the card master is the candidate god, because the card master has been recognized by the gods and the rules, and has been separated from the general public-but very few card masters can truly ascend the gods."

　　 Prison Spirit said, pulling out a book with a black cover from the void.

　　 "Come on, tell me your terms, I will summon several servants of the gods for you, and you will choose from each other."

　　 "I want to tell me some of my prerequisites for patrons?" Liu Ping asked.

　　 "Yes, choosing to serve the gods is very important. When you grow up, the gods will also grow, so please be cautious."

　　 Liuping pondered for a while and said: "Before this, I want to know what kind of existence the samurai is like."

　　 Prison Spirit said: "I can only give you the most basic explanation:"

"Part of the samurai comes from beings with this talent. They may have been extremely special sentient beings, or they may have been gods and demons of the old days, or they may be ancient spirits, or they may be unknown existences that even I don’t know their origins— —"

　　 "These existences are dead, and they have their own defects, so they can't get the qualifications of card masters. Only by becoming a samurai can you go back to becoming stronger."

　　 "Let's get started, tell me your request of the goddess, I will pick a few for you to come."

　　 Liuping thought for a while, and said, "I want those who are the most unwilling to be the patrons of the gods to come."

　　 Prison Spirit looked at him quietly, and asked, "Why do we need to set such a condition?"

　　 Liuping said: "Unwilling to be reconciled is a precious temperament, especially after death, after becoming a samurai, still unwilling to—"

　　 "This kind of temperament proves how good its owner was originally. Only such a good guy can barely keep up with me, otherwise the general samurai will really not be able to follow me forward." Liu Ping said.

　　 "You haven't become a card master, why do you think that ordinary samurai can't follow you forward?" The prison spirit asked puzzledly.

　　 "A little bit of experience." Liu Ping said.

　　 "...Well, I am calling for those who have a strong unwillingness in their hearts." The prison spirit said.

　　 It placed his hand on the black book, and whispered an obscure spell.

　　 As the sound of the spell became louder and louder, layers of dreamlike gray mist gradually appeared all around.

　　 These gray mists are connected together and turned into a wall that soars into the sky.

　　 The wall is tens of meters high, gradually isolating the surroundings, enclosing the prison spirit and Liuping.

　　 The curse suddenly stopped.

　　 "They're here!" The prison spirit whispered.

　　 Liuping looked at the surrounding walls, and saw a cloud of gray fog gathering on the wall, turning into a smooth mirror surface.

In the mirror surface of 　　, the existence of different shapes gradually appeared.

　　 These beings looked at Liu Ping one after another.

　　 On the wall to the left of Liuping, a group of burly men with naked torso appeared.

　　 They stood together and looked at Liu Ping.

　　 "A clown-a clown who pleases others, but also wants to be the master we serve?"

The strong man headed by 　　 let out a thunderous growl.

　　 Liuping said: "The clown is only a combat role. In fact, my ideal is to make everyone happy."

　　 The brawny man showed a contemptuous smile, shook his head and said, "Superficial guy."

　　 He turned and walked towards the depths of the mirror, and the strong men around him immediately followed.

　　——The wall turned into a blank.

　　 They are gone.

　　 Liuping shrugged helplessly, and whispered: "What's wrong with happiness."

　　 At this time, there was a voice on the wall on the right: "The really superficial people are those brainless guys. It is such a precious thing to be happy in the eternal night. They don't understand."

　　 Liuping turned his head and looked.

　　 I saw only that wall, and the gray fog outlined a giant with spikes all over.

　　 The giant's eyes were burning with flames, and he was looking down at Liuping.

　　 "Do you agree with my idea?" Liu Ping asked.

The giant slowly squatted down and said seriously: "Yes, we will enslave all the survivors together. Their flesh and blood are our food, and their souls must mourn in front of you and me. When they are with us, I have to kneel on the ground and talk to us-I can fully appreciate the joy of it, Joker, we are all the same."

　　 Liuping looked at the giant, and saw a line of small words popping up above his head:

　　 "The Ogre,??"

　　 "It is an ancient demigod that feeds on all living beings. He naturally knows how to make cards into cards. After death, he is unwilling to exist as a dead person, so he embarked on the path of serving as a god."

　　 Liu Ping coughed lightly and said, "It seems I have to explain, my name is Liu Ping, the clown is just my combat character, and the joy I talk about is not distorted interpretation such as cannibalism and wailing."

　　 The giant showed disappointment and shook his head and said: "You are not the card player I am looking for."

　　 He stepped back into the depths of the gray mist, and gradually disappeared on the fence.

　　 The departure of the two consecutive gods of samurai immediately caused many whispers of the gods of samurai.

　　 Liuping looked around.

　　On the opposite wall, a bald man sitting on a huge skeleton looked down at him, shook his head and said:

　　 "The carder who can become the Joker has discarded the most basic sense of shame. It is not the one I am looking for."

　　The gray mist surging.

　　 The samurai also disappeared from the wall.

　　 One after another, the goddess kept disappearing.

　　 In the end, there were only five patrons on the wall.

　　 A man with countless purple glows behind his back looked at Liu Ping and said:

　　 "It's not impossible to want me to be your samurai, but I have one condition."

　　 "Please speak." Liuping said.

　　 "Change to the past-you can't even see a character like me. From now on, everything about you will listen to me." The man said.

　　 Liuping did not speak.

　　 He closed his lips tightly, and looked at the goddess on the wall one by one.

　　 After a few breaths.

　　 "You, you, and you, and you, you all go."

　　 Liuping pointed to the man with purple light behind his back, and the other three samurai gods said.

　　 The man looked at him deeply and said, "You will regret it."

　　 He plunged into the gray mist with the other three samurai, and disappeared deep in the wall.

　　 All the walls are empty.

　　 There is only the last patron, standing quietly on the wall behind Liuping.

　　 Liuping turned to look at the samurai, and whispered: "You haven't left. I guess you have some considerations. Say it and see if we can choose each other."

　　 It was a woman in a long black dress with a pure white mask on her face, which made it impossible to see her.

　　 The boundless darkness hovered around her, and even the gray mist was repelled away, and she couldn't get close to her body at all.

　　 Lines of burning small prints appeared on her head:

　　 "The Lord of Torment."

　　 "?????????,??????,??????

　　 "The name of the god."

　　 "——According to the information we have collected, she should be engaged in a battle with the goddess of pain. I don't know why she suddenly appeared here and became a goddess of samurai."

There was a silence~www.readwn.com~ The goddess wearing a black dress said: "The samurai gods you have selected are extremely unwilling to exist, so I will appear here. As for why I haven't left yet. ——"

　　 "Because I want to watch one or two and see if you are really ready to conquer such a group of strongest samurai gods."

　　 "But at the end, you didn't succeed."

　　 Liuping said: "On the contrary, I feel that I have successfully rejected them."

　　 The woman said: "But your deck is joy and the character is a clown, shouldn't you please all living beings?"

　　 "There is a problem involved here."

"what?"

　　 "I am tall and unhappy."

　　 "It can be considered to match your deck, but the Joker is being mocked. I have no plans to accept such a card player."

　　 "People are never only one side, so I am not just a clown."

　　 "Do you want me to be your samurai so much?"

　　 "Yes, I hope I can give it a chance."

　　 "Why did you choose me?"

"I'm happy."

　　 "If you want me to be your saint, you must first make me happy."

　　 "How can I make you happy?"

　　 "You said just now that people never have only one side. I agree with that-but I don't see what you can be other than a clown."

　　 "As you see people's hearts over time, you can get to know me slowly."

　　 "I can't wait that long, why don't you prove it to me now—"

　　 The woman grabbed it casually, took out a card from the void and displayed it in front of Liu Ping.

　　 "Go, if you can prove yourself, I will be your patron."

　　Yuhei looked at the card, only to see a scene he had never seen before.