Purgatory Artist-Chapter 177: Time and Space Coverage and Liu Ping’s True Value

The church.

The black church stood on top of a lone peak, shrouded by clouds, so that no one could see where it was.

This was a few hundred thousand miles away from York City, on the other side of the Ceylon Kingdom.

The ritual of God had come to an end.

Below the altar, the cries of the believers had disappeared.

Whether it was the believers or the souls that were sacrificed, they had all turned into piles of bones, piling up like a mountain below the altar.

Everyone had already ceased to exist.

Only the pure soul power was still lingering in the hands of the statue at the center of the altar.

The statue suddenly spat out a greyish-white fog.

A heavy voice drifted, echoing around the altar:

"The last card of the sequence has been activated"

After a few breaths.

The ball of soul light flickering with boundless power drifted and gradually sank into a stone scale.

The heavy voice spoke again:

"Everything will have to start anew from that era ... ... fortunately ... ... history has already been set in stone"

A blinding light erupted from the scale.

This light rushed into the dark night sky, quickly flying across, heading towards a faraway horizon.

On the silent altar, the voice spoke for the last time:

"Any invaders can only follow the pace of history — — because time has already been set, there is no way to change it"

... ...

On the other side.

In front of the gates of York City.

"I've already told you the essentials of the [Void Slash], next, you have to pay attention to the following points ..."

Liu Ping spoke seriously. Zhao Chanyi listened attentively, occasionally asking a few questions.

Zhao Chanyi's expression suddenly changed, whispering: "They're almost here, I can already smell the smell of flames on their bodies."

Liu Ping stopped his explanation.

He stood up and looked down the city walls.

Zhao Mingguang had already gathered everyone in front of the city gates.

Liu Ping lightly jumped down, standing next to Zhao Mingguang, whispering: "Did you mention the number of enemies?"

"No," Zhao Mingguang also whispered.

"Very good, next, we'll go and win this battle," Liu Ping said.

Zhao Mingguang's eyes lit up as he asked, "Are you going to reveal your identity as a knight?"

Liu Ping paused and explained, "Actually ... In our world, the term Knight is probably different from what you know."

"What do you mean by Knights?" Zhao Mingguang asked in confusion.

Liu Ping leaned over and whispered something into his ear.

Zhao Mingguang's body shook as he stared at Liu Ping in disbelief.

(TN: I'm just as confused as you are. :3)

Liu Ping nodded and patted him on the shoulder. "Trust me, I will fight alongside you."

In the wilderness outside the city.

One evil creature after another appeared.

They had bodies similar to humans, but the surface of their bodies was pitch-black and shiny. Their hands were like sharp bone spikes, and their mouths were filled with fangs.

Devouring Ghost.

They were a type of low-level soldier in the Devil Legion. Their skin could defend against long-range attacks to a certain extent, and they fought ferociously and cruelly.

One.

Two.

.....

Six.

seven.

....

A total of fifty Devouring Ghosts appeared before everyone's eyes.

As soon as they noticed the human Professionists, they sped up and charged at them with all their might.

Among the Professionists, someone muttered:

"There seems to be a bit too many of them, they won't be easy to deal with."

Liu Ping and Zhao Mingguang acted like they didn't hear anything.

— — -In truth, this was only the vanguard of the Devil Legion.

The evil creatures slowly approached.

Their speed became faster and faster, the sound of their charge becoming louder and louder — — -

100 meters.

50 meters.

40 meters!

Zhao Mingguang drew his weapon and shouted:

"Ready — — cannons — — fire!"

BOOM — — -

Two scorching hot cannonballs were fired.

In that split second, a halo abruptly appeared below Liu Ping's feet, enveloping everything within a 40 meter radius.

A 40-meter summoning Halo!

"Pierce through them" Liu Ping casually said.

Looking down from above, the two cannonballs quickly sped up with Liu Ping at the center before turning into two streaks of fire that crashed into the horde of evil creatures.

BOOM!!!

The two cannonballs crashed into each other at an unimaginable speed, resulting in a powerful explosion and shockwave.

With a series of desperate screams, the Devouring Ghost's body parts were scattered all over the sky.

The human Professionists all cheered in joy.

Morale is burning high!

Liu Ping casually drew a spear and loudly declared: "Go! Those who slay the most enemies will be rewarded! "

The Professionists all became spirited and charged towards the remaining Devouring Ghosts.

At the crucial moment when this battle was about to begin — — -

A sudden change occurred!

A flash of light suddenly appeared from afar, like a waterfall that swept across heaven and earth, it instantly traveled through the sky and descended.

This flash of light enveloped the entire city of York, as well as everything within a few dozen kilometers of York City.

The entire world froze.

Lines of burning text appeared in front of Liu Ping's eyes:

[Divine spell: Space-Time Overlay]

[This spell has taken effect]

[This place's time and history have been fixed by the Evil Gods]

[Current time: Ceylon Year 37, 12/9/2009]

[You've jumped into the future and arrived at the future in history]

[The current time has changed]

[You and your subordinates have arrived at the time in history: Ceylon Year 37, 12/10/2009]

[In history, this day was the day that York City fell and was massacred]

Everything around them disappeared, then abruptly changed and reappeared in front of everyone.

The Devouring Ghosts in front of them had all disappeared.

Everyone froze and slowly turned around.

Behind them, the entire city of York was engulfed in a sea of fire.

Countless demons were burning, killing, and looting in the city.

York City had been destroyed!

Liu Ping's pupils dilated and he couldn't help but shout, "What's going on?"

A line of burning text quickly appeared:

[You've returned to the past, but in reality, everything that happened in the past will repeat itself]

[The Evil Gods used their own powers to move your time forward by one day, allowing you to arrive at the day in history when York City was destroyed]

[Current number of demons: 790]

[Attention!]

[The demons are summoning a powerful leader to come and collect the souls of all humans in York City!]

Liu Ping glanced at it, then heard a "plop" sound behind him.

He turned around and saw Zhao Guangming kneeling on the ground, saying dejectedly, "It's over, it's all over ... so many demons, and the city has been destroyed, we're dead for sure."

The other Professionists' faces were also ashen.

It wasn't easy to set up so many defensive structures on the city walls. After killing a wave of demons, they could still defend the city, or even fight in the streets.

But now.

The entire city had fallen into the demons' hands.

How were they supposed to fight?

Liu Ping stayed silent for a bit, then quickly asked: "Can we change the Quest?"

[You can] the Sequence answered.

[Since in history, York City was destined to be destroyed, then we'll change the Quest to: Reclaim York City]

[Assigning the Quest — — -]

[Reclaim York City]

[Quest description: All Professionists must unite behind Knight Captain Liu Ping, he will use his power as a 'Holy Knight' to protect all of you from being killed by the demons. When you follow him to reclaim York City, you will receive double the gems reward]

Liu Ping thought for a bit, then added:

"Add a description, this Quest's difficulty is: Easy"

[Assigning the Quest] The Sequence answered.

At the very next moment.

All the Professionists were surprised and looked at the void of space in front of them.

They quickly read through all the Quest notifications.

"Holy Knight?"

"Protect us from dying?"

"The difficulty is easy? It doesn't look like it."

The Professionists became restless.

Liu Ping called out in a low voice: "Zhao Chanyi"

A female voice called out:

"I'm here."

"Your real body." Liu Ping replied.

"Alright — —" Zhao Chanyi replied.

In the sky, a graceful and dazzling figure silently landed in front of Liu Ping.

This was a 3-meter-tall demonic cat, its entire body exuded a boiling and twisted grey aura, the immense power it exuded was like a gust of wind, almost capable of blowing people away.

"A level 30 demon!" someone exclaimed in shock.

Liu Ping lightly stroked the demonic cat's head, then turned around: "Everyone, follow me."

"Yes!"

The Professionists replied in high spirits.

"How do we fight?" the demonic cat asked in a low voice.

"You don't need to worry about anything, just make sure I'm safe," Liu Ping replied.

"Can they do it?"

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"With me here, they can."

At this point, the evil creatures had already noticed the commotion outside the city.

A group of flaming two-horned evil creatures with bat wings on their backs swung their tridents at the group.

"Kill them!" Liu Ping ordered.

The Professionists all charged towards the group of evil creatures.

Both sides clashed!

In the middle of the battle, a warm and gentle white glow fell on the Professionists, as well as the evil creatures.

In the chaotic battle, people were constantly getting injured.

But the Professionists were surprised to find that as the battle continued, the wounds on their bodies would quickly heal.

As for the evil creatures — — -

Their wounds were also healing, but every time they did, their fighting strength would weaken even further.

A few minutes later.

An entire group of winged demons had been wiped out.

However, even when they were about to die, they didn't have any wounds on their bodies.

The holy glow continued to envelop them.

The battle was over.

All the Professionists returned to Liu Ping's side.

"Are you confident now?" Liu Ping casually asked.

"Yes!" the group responded with a resounding roar.

"That's more like it" Liu Ping said.

In the void of space in front of his eyes, lines of burning text quickly appeared:

[You've silently used [Sacred Chant]

[Your Soul Power: -1, -1, -1, -1 ... ...]

[You've used [Life-Saving Art]

[You received Soul Points: + 1, + 2, + 5, + 3, + 7 ...]

(TN: what a lovely combo XD)