Chapter 1372
Chapter 1372 - 1368 Redemption
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Despair’s black, death’s white, and the boundless white acting as filler.
But, ultimately, the weeping woman appeared to be blood-red and perhaps numbly grey, yet in the next moment, she transformed into an oncoming hatred.
She hated her own death, hated her own doomsday, hated why she wasn’t saved, hated why although she was dead, she still couldn’t find peace, hated all the living outside, hated the enslavers watching her from beyond the lens...
"This thing, if placed at home, would kill an ordinary person on the same day, while a Decree-level professional wouldn’t live past three days."
As a connoisseur observing the overly extreme blacks, greys, whites, and reds on the canvas, a former Evil God spoke thus.
"The cursed items I created back then weren’t as bizarre as yours, this is outrageous..."
Looking at the "Curse" before her, Chris was somewhat astonished, somewhat incredulous.
"I can feel her soul, even though she should have no soul. I’m not mistaken; she was completely dead, not even residue left, but now, she has a soul again, and a path to life..."
Murder, Devouring, or perhaps Fusion, as long as she kept "perfecting" herself, she might stand a chance at resurrection.
𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
"There are no dead ends to life, or to put it another way, as long as one still exists in this world, there is a possibility to start afresh, even if the possibility is minuscule," Lu Ping’an said calmly, his career path and life experience merging into one, perhaps also a necessary path for a high-tier professional.
It’s not that strength must integrate with belief, but rather, for high-tier professionals, their belief itself is their strongest, most primal power.
[Redemption. The Torn Maria (Lower Gold Cursed Item)]
It, although a Doomsday Curse, was still named Redemption.
Looking at the painting identified by the system as a Rule-level cursed item, Lu Ping’an stroked his chin, also somewhat satisfied.
Though the "hunt" had encountered some minor troubles, such as the woman’s infinite refreshing and Infinity Resurrection, not to mention her inherent baby’s strong corrosiveness, or her screams filled with suicide-inducing hints and an extremely potent instant death effect... All in all, Lu dragged her into the painting, severing her connection with the surroundings, turning her into the painting’s "Finishing Touch Brush."
Now, the surroundings of the Exotic Realm Territory were disintegrating, and a substantial amount of collapsing "colors" didn’t escape, instead being sucked directly into the scroll.
Looking at the cracking sky before him, Lu Ping’an knew that Red Star Republic’s records of the Life Forbidden Zone had become history at this moment.
And behind him, Chris, gazing at Lu Ping’an playing with the painting, also had mixed feelings.
She could understand Lu Ping’an’s rapid progress, could even understand how he achieved all of this... Yet, she couldn’t comprehend how the "existence" within this painting still had a spark of life.
"As long as she keeps killing, she will come back to life? Or perhaps, give birth to a new will?"
"You’re asking me? You drew it, didn’t you?"
"...Actually, I’m a bit confused; I just believe that there’s always a way out... No, even if it already seems like a dead end, there might still be a glimmer of hope."
"Hah, aren’t you contradicting yourself?"
Watching the somewhat confused Lu Ping’an, Chris, feigning calmness, was genuinely a bit envious and resentful.
For an existence like her, emotions wouldn’t be disturbed by "power" anymore... No matter how strong you are, could you really surpass the former Disaster Beast now?
"...Creation."
That entity, that shadow, that piece of past memory, could be said to be revival, but could also be new birth.
This kind of creation "out of nothing" on the tree of life’s ladder is the topmost Fruit... Even the past’s Big Cat couldn’t have so easily "created an intelligent life form out of nothing."
This was a step further from before; this time, there were no "life form materials" as keystones.
But the current Lu Ping’an was happily waiting...
"Eat more, eat more, the more mature it is, the quicker."
He was just satisfying himself with having another powerful new weapon while also forging a new path that seemingly only he could tread.
"So that’s it, this is the path of a high-tier professional..."
The new profession of Professional Extreme Painter, with prerequisites of Runner, Scholar, Gardener (combat-oriented), is the confluence of three rivers.
Lu Ping’an drew from it the "Landscape Space Module," the "Moon God’s Mirror (Replica)," and "High-Tier Painting Professional Skill (Scholar Branch)," ultimately forming this composite occupation.
In a sense, this was a path forged by Lu Ping’an himself, using the "Profession Modules" of his past to form a new profession.
[Professional Ability, Drawing Despairs Pen lv1 (Lower Gold): Depict scenes of despair and construct them into miniature landscapes.]
[Professional Ability, People Seeking Salvation lv1 (Lower Gold): The end of despair is hope, within the scenes of extinction, redemption’s path is destined to remain.]
[My pen writes of calamity and doomsday, yet my eyes see the future, perhaps, I can reach out and change something—Lu Ping’an.]
This profession’s professional skills and abilities merged together, or rather, using professional skills in this high-tier profession naturally involved the professional abilities.
Lu Ping’an could use "Drawing Despair’s Pen" to integrate resources, or to a certain extent replicate "Secret Realm," "Demons," "War," but this scene was not merely a killing weapon.
With death comes life, with desperation comes escape... But from another angle, this brought the "painting"agoguehigher potential, with the possibility of converting "death" and "life."
Big Cat’s feeling wasn’t wrong; that step beyond life and death, the hardest step in the life system, Lu Ping’an took it effortlessly.
This time, it wasn’t by borrowing the power of "Sophist" and "Balance Disaster Beast"; it was a path opened by Lu Ping’an himself, the fusion of his "philosophy" and "path."
One could say, Lu Ping’an trod a new path that had never been walked by anyone... even if at this moment, he himself was unaware.
Lu Ping’an contentedly put away the painting, feeling that as long as he kept "feeding" it, surpassing the original "Secret Realm" was just a matter of time.
"Siberian Demonic Region? Heh, more like Siberia’s Treasure Land."
At this moment, Lu Ping’an’s greedy gaze had already penetrated the snow and ice.
In this land, with ample life-forbidden zones and exotic demonic regions—perhaps a threat or a challenge to other life forms, but for himself...
"...Quite interesting, this is my ’environment’ then?"
As a high-level Gardener in the life system, forging one’s own "nature" involved merging with nature, understanding nature, becoming nature... but it seemed, Lu Ping’an had the possibility to shape his own "nature."
At that moment, Lu Ping’an was slightly interested in the "hunters."
As the "local master," he was not interested in waiting for unwelcome guests.
"So, let’s go and have some fun with them first..."
— End of Chapter 1372 —