Purgatory Artist-Chapter 224: Traitor

"Name?" the other party asked.

This person had brown hair, a thick beard on his chin, a pair of spirited eyes, a brandy nose, and a short stature.

For some reason, the people behind him seemed to regard him as their leader.

"I am Liu Ping — — please take a look at this emblem first." Liu Ping said as he quickly took out the emblem.

"Ah? This is the emblem of the Eternal Night Ancient Tree, which means the Ancient Tree told you to wait for us here."

"Yes."

Liu Ping answered and looked behind the person.

After he took out the Eternal Night Ancient Tree emblem, they all relaxed a lot.

The person standing at the very front also sighed in relief and reached his hand out: "If it arranged for you to be here, it must have its own reasons, may I ask what your Profession is?"

"I'm a knight." Liu Ping replied.

"Pardon me for asking, but what is the direction of your specialization?" the person asked.

"Healing." Liu Ping answered.

The person's eyes lit up.

The people behind him also cheered in a low voice.

The person raised his hand and a Card Tome appeared in his hand.

He then said:

"Hello, I am the holder of the Secret Path, Norton. As you can see, if you want to join us in our escape, you only need to temporarily stay within my Secret Path to ensure your safety."

Liu Ping glanced at the Card Tome in his hand.

"As long as the Cards in this book move forward in an orderly manner, they will be able to stay in a hidden, independent space, undetectable by any outside entities." Norton explained.

Lines of blazing words quickly appeared:

[You've discovered a brand new Card Tome: Hidden Path.]

[Your EXP has increased, currently at 60%]

[Attention, Card user Norton has invited you to become one of his temporary Cards. In this situation, you will not be restricted in any way, only the power of his Card Book will envelop you]

[Do you wish to accept?]

Liu Ping replied: "I accept."

A miraculous fluctuation drifted towards him and enveloped him.

Liu Ping looked down to see that a secret path had appeared below his feet.

This path was hovering above a dried up riverbed, surrounded by a thin layer of fog.

— — -Seems like this is the Secret Path.

How miraculous.

"Thank you for your assistance." Liu Ping thanked him.

"There's no need to be so polite. We have a few friends who are seriously injured. I wonder if you can heal them." Norton said.

"No problem, let me take a look." Liu Ping said.

"That's great!"

Norton led him to the back of the line.

Liu Ping looked at these people as he walked.

They seemed to have some strength, but they were in a sorry state. Their expressions were tired, as if they had suffered enough.

Of course.

Liu Ping was well aware of how powerful the Soul Slayer Ant Queen and the Vicious Snake were.

"Look, these are two Battle Card Users. It's all thanks to them that we were able to escape safely. But now that they're heavily injured, we can't find any healers — — after all, healers are just too rare. Fortunately, we met you." Norton said.

At the end of the procession, there were several stretchers placed on top of a caravan. Two dying people were lying on top of them.

Liu Ping jumped up to take a look. He raised his hands and holy light appeared.

Just as he was about to release Holy Chant, he saw a line of words appear above the head of the person on the stretcher on the left:

[Informant, traitor, level 16 card master.]

[Title description: — — does it need a description?]

Liu Ping was slightly surprised.

There was a traitor here?

The way those two entities did things was truly thorough.

He didn't know if this person had reported the whereabouts of the team. But since they had been discovered, then — —

Liu Ping waved his hands gently.

Two holy lights flew out and landed on the stretcher.

The person on the stretcher on the right groaned and said weakly, "Pain ... so painful ..."

The traitor on the left opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Good treatment — — Water, give me some water to drink!"

Liu Ping stepped forward and pressed the traitor on the stretcher. He said quickly, "The wound on your chest is rotting. It will continue to emit a stench in the future. I have to deal with it immediately."

Clatter — —

A set of surgical tools appeared beside him.

He picked up a bottle of medicine and opened the traitor's mouth — —

The traitor wanted to struggle, but when he heard the words "it will continue to emit a stench in the future" and thought of the other party's treatment ability, he hesitated for a moment.

Chest.

Emitting a stench.

How could he live in the future?

But he didn't know that it was too late for him to hesitate.

By the time he reacted, the bottle of medicine had already been poured down his throat.

The traitor opened his eyes and wanted to speak, but he realized that he couldn't say anything.

"This is an anesthetic. Lie down in peace. I will treat you with all my might."

Liu Ping looked at him with a determined gaze.

The traitor met his eyes and couldn't help but feel that he had some support in his heart.

Liu Ping patted his shoulder, picked up the scalpel, and carefully cut open his wound while dealing with the corroded muscle.

His movements were clean, skillful, and efficient. It was obvious that he was an experienced doctor.

The traitor was relieved.

Suddenly, everyone heard Liu Ping exclaim,

"Not good. His injury has gone deep into his internal organs and it's so deep. There's no other way. I can only try my best!"

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That person also looked confused.

— — I was just pretending. How did I really get seriously injured?

Could it be that I accidentally turned the act into reality and overdid it?

Wait!

That person seemed to have figured something out and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his body.

He tried his best to open his mouth and speak, trying his best to move his body.

But Liu Ping wiped the sweat off his forehead, his hands glowed as he lightly tossed it on his body.

"This is the highest level of healing — — I've already tried my best. Whether you can survive or not will depend on your own luck."

After receiving his [Life-Saving Art] technique, that person immediately fell unconscious.

His complexion looked a lot better, even a bit flushed.

It looked like — —

As if his injuries had completely healed.

"Thank you, Liu Ping. Please come and take a look at this one." Norton said.

"Alright."

Liu Ping put away his surgical toolbox and walked in front of another person.

"Knight ... My injuries are more serious than his. Is there no hope for me?" the man asked while trembling.

Liu Ping glanced at him and smiled:

"Don't talk nonsense. He's heavily injured. As for you — —"

He casually grabbed a ball of holy light and pressed it on the other person.

— — [Holy Chant], activate!

This is a proper healing technique, Unlike [Life Saving Art].

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

That person stopped moaning and stood up from the stretcher:

"How strange, I'm already healed?"

"Yes." Liu Ping answered.

That person chanted an incantation.

Instantly, a card tome appeared in front of him.

"I'm really healed!"

He cheered.

Everyone else also applauded.

Norton said gratefully: "Liu Ping, it's all thanks to you ..."

"No need to thank me. The other person's injuries aren't that bad yet. I've already performed an emergency surgery. Let's see if he can survive tonight or not."

"Hah, you've already tried your best. Let's hope he can survive." Norton said.

All of a sudden.

Someone stepped out from the crowd, jumped onto the caravan and carefully observed the traitor.

"I'm indeed much better ... thank you, Knight."

He nodded and said to Liu Ping.

Liu Ping looked at him.

Another line of text appeared on top of that person's head:

[Informant, Traitor, level 15 Card User]

— — another traitor!

Liu Ping's expression didn't change as he looked around.

[Level 10 Card User]

[Level 12 Card User]

[Level 5 Card User]

[...]

There was no 'Traitor' title.

In other words, there's only one traitor left in this group.

Liu Ping looked at Norton again.

Another line of text appeared on top of Norton's head:

[Holder of the 'Secret Path', Level-18 card master, Norton]

— — This was a relatively complete introduction.

Liu Ping quickly thought about it and said: "When I was gathering materials in this area, the Spirit of the Ancient Tree summoned me and told me to wait for you here — — what exactly happened to you?"

"Praise the Spirit of the Ancient Tree, it knows that we need help." someone shouted.

Norton sighed: "Two Sleepers attacked our shelter — — but I'm only level 18. If only I reached level 30 earlier, I wouldn't have to run away like this."

Liu Ping went silent for a moment.

Level 30.

You don't have to run away at level 30?

After all, the Level 100 Warrior had been eaten by the Venomous Snake.

Could it be ...

In Evernight, the value of a person's level is completely different from a normal Profession?

That's right.

This is a world where Mystics are the dominant force.

That level 100 Warrior wouldn't be able to fight against the Mystics here.

While he was thinking, Lilith's voice suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Liu Ping, I can sense that the first person you saved is about to die."

"Make him into a Puppet of Death." Liu Ping said.

"Do you have any requests?" Lilith asked.

"When he dies, make him pretend to be breathing, act like he's still alive"

"Understood"