Purgatory Artist-Chapter 204: About the Fool Type 3-6912 sequence

A door made from coiling vines opened.

The Tree Elf stepped out of the door with a surprised expression.

He was surrounded by endless fog with a long branch under his feet.

Dense vines hung down from the branches, and each vine had a corpse hanging from it.

The Tree Elf sighed and pulled a vine from below his feet.

The vine immediately bound his hands, then tightened around his neck.

『 Kneel.』

A voice called out from behind him.

The Tree Elf slowly knelt down on the branch.

A few moments later.

The voice called out again:

『 Before the execution, what do you have to say? 』

The vines gradually tightened around the Tree Elf's body, causing him to cough violently.

"I ... didn't do ... anything wrong"

He insisted.

The voice spoke with a chilling tone: 『 You gave my leaf to a mortal, and you still think you didn't do anything wrong? 』

The Tree Elf moaned: " Oh great ... Tree of Mystery ... he is the one I chose, for five years later ... "

At the very next moment.

The vines that tightly bound the Tree Elf loosened, causing him to collapse on the branch, breathing heavily for a while before he recovered.

『Continue.』 the voice said.

" From what I've seen of him, he toyed with a prisoner, made a deal with the Ten Thousand Eyes Demon King, and even scammed the Supervisory Council. In my long life, I've never seen such a powerful human. " the Tree Elf spoke.

『A natural-born swindler, is that it? 』 the voice asked.

" He's only 14 years old." the Tree Elf replied.

The voice paused briefly, then continued: 『 That's still not worth paying a single leaf, he couldn't even pass through the sandbox, is that not the case? 』

The Wood Spirit didn't answer and continued: " When the Ten Thousand Eyes Demon King gave him the Deprived Divine Armament, he only coldly glanced at it without showing any emotions, this isn't a normal person's reaction."

『 What are you trying to say? 』the voice asked.

" I originally thought that he would kill me, but he chose to use my life and future repayment in exchange for a way to save their people... " the Tree Elf replied.

『Repayment? Continue.』 the voice said.

The Tree Elf revealed a look of reminiscence. After a while, she said, "It's been a long time since I've seen such an outstanding human. If he can survive and experience another five years of growth ..."

"Then, when the catastrophe descends in five years, perhaps he can stand on our side and increase our chances of success."

The voice was silent for a long time.

『You really think he's worth a leaf?』

The Tree Elf said, "It's worth it."

The fog that lingered behind the branches dispersed.

In his line of sight, a towering human-shaped tree slowly lowered its head, stared at the Tree Elf on its finger, and let out a buzzing sound.

『If he lives, you live. If he wastes that leaf, you die.』

"Understood, Your Excellency." the Tree Elf said.

... ...

A ring of light blossomed beneath his feet.

The next moment.

The long saber left his hand and turned into an afterimage, flashing continuously in the void.

Twenty people.

Twenty streaks of bloody light.

Twenty heads flew into the air.

The long saber trembled in mid-air, shaking off all the bloodstains. It then flew to Liu Ping's side and gently returned to its sheath.

Liu Ping glanced at the black leaf in his hand.

There was no notification.

The cold metallic voice resounded again:

'[The second test has begun]'

'[Beginning to draw a Profession 10 levels higher. Please defeat the opponent within 30 seconds, or you will be imprisoned as a prisoner.]'

In the air, more Professionist Cards appeared one after another.

They stared blankly at Liu Ping, slowly descended, and stood in front of Liu Ping.

Each of them had a number on the top left corner of their card:

"17."

30 Professionists.

They stood in a circle around Liu Ping, trapping him in the middle.

The metallic voice resounded:

'[Attention, the 30-second timer is about to begin!]'

The Professionists all turned to look at Liu Ping.

Andrea's worried voice resounded:

"They're all 10 levels above you, do you want to summon a heroic spirit?"

"No need."

Saying so, Liu Ping's figure flashed and joined the group of 30, standing next to a man with a heavy machine gun.

When the man raised his machine gun, he also raised his saber and pointed at the empty circle.

Everyone was stunned.

A line of burning text quickly appeared in front of Liu Ping's eyes:

[You've imitated their expressions and movements]

[You've activated Fishmonger]

[Note: You've become one of them]

[Combat notification:]

[They've lost their target!]

The 40-meter summoning aura appeared again.

The saber left his hand and turned into a blurred image, flashing continuously in the air.

30 people.

30 streaks of blood shot up to the sky.

30 heads fell to the ground.

The saber trembled a bit in the air to shake off all the blood, then landed next to Liu Ping and lightly returned to its scabbard.

The cold metallic voice resounded again:

'[The third test has begun]'

'[Beginning to draw Professions 30 levels higher. Please defeat the opponent within 10 seconds, or you will be imprisoned as a prisoner.]'

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10 seconds!

A level 37 Professionist!

"... So troublesome." Liu Ping sighed.

Cards flew down one after another, turning into Professionists that surrounded Liu Ping.

This time, there were a total of 50 Professionists.

Liu Ping rested his saber on his shoulder and appeared to be in thought.

No wonder the Tree Elf said it would be very difficult.

What kind of examiner would be able to kill 50 Professionists 30 levels above me in 10 seconds?

Or perhaps ...

What exactly is an examiner?

The cold metallic voice resounded again:

'[Attention, the 10-second countdown will begin]'

Liu Ping stopped thinking.

"Andrea, shout." he said.

Andrea quietly appeared and held his hand. She shouted at the crowd, "Stop!"

An inexplicable wave of power radiated from her body.

The aura of a level 40 dragon!

Instantly.

Everyone fell limp to the ground.

"Go"

Liu Ping threw his saber.

The saber quickly flew through the ring of light, slicing off heads one after another.

One second.

Two seconds.

All 50 people were dead.

The battle was over.

All the corpses and Cards slowly disappeared.

The world became blank again.

The cold metallic voice resounded again.

Its tone was now a lot more respectful:

'[Sandbox verification completed]'

'[Please select your race, you will be served]'

In the void of space, the names of various races appeared one after another, slowly filling up the void in front of him. After circling around once, they almost filled up the empty space around Liu Ping.

Liu Ping looked up.

Thousands of evil creatures' races.

Fortunately, Liu Ping had learned quite a bit of the evil creatures' language in the past half a year, so he could recognize over a hundred of them.

As for the rest, he couldn't recognize them at all.

After the evil creatures' race names, the rest were all kinds of strange characters, obviously corresponding to their races.

Liu Ping looked back and forth, then suddenly noticed something strange.

There were no human race words.

He couldn't believe it, so he looked again, only to find that he didn't miss anything.

It was true.

There were no human words.

A Sequence world full of humans, but there were no human race words.

Liu Ping had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He looked down at the leaf in his hand.

A small line of text appeared on the leaf:

[You have the heroic spirit of the dragon race, you can temporarily borrow the identity of a dragon race]

Liu Ping spoke: "Andrea, can you find the words of the dragon race from the titles on the other side?"

Andrea flew out and pointed at the line of ancient words in the void of space:

"Yes, the title of our dragon race is here."

"There are no humans here, if we use the identity of a dragon race, can you help me translate the words that appear?" Liu Ping asked.

"That's easy."

Andrea patted Liu Ping's shoulder lightly.

A line of burning words quickly appeared:

[You know the language of the dragon race, you can communicate with the dragon race (lasts for one hour)]

Liu Ping patted Andrea's head and spoke to the air.

"Dragon race."

The metallic sound was then heard.

It had turned into the language of the dragon race:

'[Your Excellency, all options have been prepared, please check this sequence]'

All the race names disappeared from the void of space, and a few lines of text appeared instead:

'[All cards]'

'[Profession and skill allocation]'

'[Fate Threads]'

'[Harvest deadline set]'

'[Emergency measures]'

'[Historical records]'

'[About the sequence of The Fool 3-6912]'

Liu Ping looked down at the page.

On the page, a small line of text appeared:

'[To deal with prisoners, you can choose 'Emergency Measures']'

Liu Ping looked up and was about to speak when he suddenly stopped.

His gaze moved back and forth between the few options.

These options ...

Why do they give me a very uncomfortable feeling?

It wasn't easy to come here.

It seems that ... before dealing with the prisoners, I can look at the other options first.

With that in mind, he said: "Show the last option."

The metallic sound was then heard:

'[You are about to check the description of this sequence: 'About the sequence of The Fool 3-6912']'

A flash.

The blank world completely disappeared.

Liu Ping found himself standing in an extremely spacious meeting room.

The entire meeting room was filled with all kinds of races that Liu Ping had never seen before.

Most of them looked like humans, but there were also some that were completely composed of elements, and some that were completely unrecognizable.

Liu Ping looked around and suddenly saw a familiar face.

It was a silver-haired old man in a black tuxedo.

He was the owner of the Hellfire Bank, the old God, the incarnation of the True Ancient Demon King.

In this meeting room, he sat in the front row.

But in front of him, there were still many rows of seats that were filled with people.

"Silence!"

"Silence!"

A voice sounded in the meeting room:

"Alright, let's discuss the final method of dealing with the humans."

"They are a race from outside of Purgatory and Evernight, they don't belong to our world in the first place."

"But souls are always beneficial to our world, after all, who doesn't want their souls?"

"Therefore, in this meeting, we have made the following decision:"

"We will give the humans a new sequence to allow them to exist in Purgatory and Evernight."

"They are slaves, food, and whatever else. In short, in order to please all the Lords, they are allowed to exist in our world."

"Although their sequence is not in all the Purgatory and Evernight sequences and can only be a subsidiary existence, the name 'Clown' doesn't sound good, so it is rejected."

"Therefore, their sequence name is:"

"The Fool."

"Yes, they will become an ignorant race that exists only to provide souls."