The World of Evil God game.

Chapter 475 Separation of Disaster Information

A long night covered the entire world. This happened after the original elves disappeared and the first batch of elven ancestors were born.

The Eternal Messenger woke up from his daze and found that his divine power had disappeared.

Stunned, surprised, puzzled, confused, and finally even a little angry!

God. Haven’t I become a god? And in my memory, those things I did after waking up from becoming a god, were they just dreams?
But I didn't buy any cassette service of Dream Gods, so they can't force me to buy it.

The world of the Internet is quite dangerous, mainly because the gods leave such a bad impression on people!

But I seldom go online, and even when I do, it’s only to read the legal scholars’ papers and the games of the fictional church.

"The shadow's memory is also interrupted. Is it disconnected from me?"

The Eternal Shadow, which represents the ideal side, and as his clone, actually lost contact with him. And after the divine power disappeared inexplicably, he was actually in a very ancient era?
I have the blood of the original elves, so I inherited more memories.

"The first group of elves began to move forward in the disaster. After encountering different disasters, they became divided."

"By the way, where is the toilet boy?"

The toilet man who had a passionate PK with me until his defense was broken did not appear in this world. Doesn't it mean that as long as you sit on the toilet, you will be omniscient and omnipotent?

Deserts and storms shape the basic environment of this world. Although the Eternal Messenger has lost his divine power, he can still mobilize magical power, and his physical fitness as a warrior is still retained, which makes him feel relieved.

Even without divine power, he was still an ancient hero, the old memory of the elves. How powerful could the disasters in those distant times be that he had never experienced? He had traveled through countless worlds and witnessed countless disasters. Although he had not saved those people, he had never died.

The Eternal Messenger once thought that perhaps he was the one who brought those disasters, so the disasters always came before him and followed him everywhere.

He trudged through the desert for a while. The physical strength that once made him a powerful warrior seemed to never be exhausted in this world, but soon he saw a man appear in the wind and sand.

It was an "elf" who was taller than himself and even most elves. He had skin as rough as rock, covered with moss, which served as his hair and skin. He did not look like an elf of later generations, but rather like a puppet golem that had not been used for a long time and was covered with moss.

He was wearing clothes made of some monster's skin, with eyes that were still open. There was no doubt that they were ripped off from the tentacles of the ancient god.

Judging from his appearance, he can be called a moss stone elf. He seems to be a transitional existence between the original elves and the subsequent elves.

"Another traveler, the world is starting to get lively."

The moss stone elf had good eyesight and could see the Eternal Messenger even in the wind and darkness. He waved his hand, but soon he saw the Eternal Messenger's condition clearly, and his tone became a little strange again:
"You are different from them. It seems that you can be the one to be guided by me."

Was his essence as a god seen through? The Eternal Messenger thought about it for a moment, but did not try to hide it, and responded directly:
"I don't know who these other travelers are, but I was once a god."

"Now, I don't know why it's not the case for the time being."

The moss stone elf was a little surprised: ".You call yourself a god when we first meet?"

Eternal Messenger: "I am really a god, but a passing god. By the way, I am not Gu"

"You are not an ancient god. Of course, you don't have tentacles on your body, but you have a curse on your body. In this respect, you are no different from an ancient god." The tall moss stone elf pointed at the Eternal Messenger: "This curse seems to be born with you, or it seems to be bred by you?"

He paused, as if thinking about something, and then quickly continued:
"You must be troubled to come to such a desolate and boring place without knowing why. If you don't know where to go for the time being, why not come with me."

"Recently, many people have suddenly come to this world. Unfortunately, a disaster is happening in this world. Many of my people have died in those disasters, and I will die soon. This is how it should be."

"But for some reason, I can't die."

Can't die?
The Eternal Messenger raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't pay much attention to other news on the Internet, he had heard the toilet man talking nonsense not long ago about the existence of a thing called "resurrection coin". It seemed that life and death in the world had been confused later on, and death was just a temporary form of life. In that case, it was meaningless to talk about life and death.

"Do you know the resurrection coin?"

The moss stone elf was puzzled: "What is that?"

The Eternal Messenger answered honestly: "It is a magical item that can bring people back to life or even revive them in time."

The moss stone elf couldn't help laughing: "Haha, you really know how to joke."

He paused, as if thinking about something, and suddenly said: "That is a prop for the future time and space, how can you bring it up now?"

After this sentence came out, the Eternal Messenger was suddenly surprised!
Why does this moss stone elf feel wrong? !

"Hey, you're not the cassette salesman brought here by the Dream Gods! Don't even think about selling me dream cassettes. I don't have any money!"

"I'll state a condition, and the dream will react accordingly. You don't look like a serious person, you must be something from the dream world!"

The Eternal Messenger had to be on guard, but the Moss Stone Elf was only stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter:

"Aren't you also a god? Why are you afraid of other gods?"

Eternal Messenger: "I am a good god who is truly willing to selflessly dedicate myself to others, to realize their ideals, and to help them preserve the eternal beauty! Although those evil gods will also help, they will demand a high price!"

The moss stone elf laughed and shook his head.

“Don’t set up lofty ideals casually in this era. Those ideals will become shackles that cannot be removed. The universe will respond to you because it is your own choice.”

“And these wishes will turn into the truth of the universe.”

The Eternal Messenger was stunned. He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but this was normal.

The God of Creation appeared after God, but the true manifestation of this sentence appeared before God. For example, those ancient gods of death who were captured by the God of Death to work overtime, their source was these truths!

The original Sixth Age was terrible, but the game "Dark God" did not restore this point, and could only create a fake universe. Why? Because the God of Fiction cannot make a real one. Whatever wish a tiny life makes, the universe will give a 200% response, and this response will inevitably give birth to something terrible. Even the disaster that the elves are suffering is a manifestation of this unlucky wish.

The Moss Stone Elves have also seen that the curse on the Eternal Messenger is actually no different from the disaster at the beginning of the Sixth Epoch.

It is just more vast and profound, unobservable, transcending the limitations of specific time and space, and not just originating from the universe.

"Well, I don't know much about this place. Maybe I should be careful about what I say and do, because there are things that gods cannot do."

The Eternal Messenger was quite straightforward. Although he did not understand why the other party reminded him in this way, it at least made one thing clear - he should not be a salesman for the Dream Gods, and he probably had nothing to do with the gods of the Sixth Epoch.

Because if they were people sent by the gods, then the attitude of this moss stone elf should be: "Hurry up, recharge money to avoid disasters, and also give temporary benefits and unusable coupons!"

Confirmed. This guy doesn't care about money. He is as noble as me!
"Where are you going now? Are you going to meet those other travelers? Who are they?"

The Eternal Messenger asked as the two of them moved forward in the wind and sand, while the Moss Stone Elf looked into the distance, staring in a certain direction:

"To quell this disaster. I have been doing this job for a long time, running around everywhere without a day off."

The Eternal Messenger was puzzled: "Quench the disaster? Just you?"

The moss stone elf nodded: "Yes, because before you came here, there was no one else here except me. If you call yourself a god, then I am the hero who saves the world, you can call me that."

"You call yourself the savior the first time you meet me?"

The Eternal Messenger's expression suddenly became strange!
The words that the other party had just said to him were now returned to him, and the moss stone elf himself also laughed!

"The savior and God. In previous stories, God always guided the savior to save the world, but now it is the savior who guides God."

Eternal Messenger: "You come to guide me? Didn't you deliberately let me go with you?"

I am the God created by God!
Apart from God, who can guide me? No, in fact, even God is not qualified to guide me! Only my own ideals are my only guidance!
When God's requirements conflict with ideals, ideals take priority! Although I am the other half of God, my behavior is just in line with God's value standards. When it comes to ideals, there is really no match!

"Of course you have to go with me, because you are also an indispensable member of this journey, just like the other travelers, but you are more important. In order to solve your confusion, we must travel together. I am very happy that you don't beat around the bush, so I must guide you directly."

The moss stone elf found a direction and raised his hand in the long night. The moss on the back of his hand began to glow. The faint light gradually became bigger and illuminated the dark sea of ​​sand!

"That's it! The source of this darkness is there. There are several travelers over there."

"I have guided others before, but because I was too much of a riddle person, the guidance failed. So now I have to lead the people who should be guided. Of course, there are also people who give up their mission. I respect and understand because it is the freedom of every individual."

"The original elf loves all elves. It has been like this since he disappeared. However, the will of the universe will not let us grow up easily, so the savior will appear."

The Eternal Messenger suddenly said, "You are not thinking of asking me to take over as the savior, are you? I am a god!"

The moss stone elf laughed again: "Although it is somewhat similar, the specific direction of the task is not like this. Don't worry, I am guiding you to solve your confusion. Anyway, you have nothing to do, right?"

Are you very free?
In fact, I still have work to do, I just came here inexplicably!

What about the substitute for the Mage Tower?

"Speaking of which, there was clearly no life here before we arrived. You call yourself a savior, but who are you saving?"

The Moss Stone Elf sighed: "Save the future descendants, aren't you one of them?"

"Time and space are discontinuous here. As a god, don't you feel it? The disaster ended here. If I don't clean them up, they will pile up more and more in the depths of the elves' information, and eventually destroy you completely."

The Eternal Messenger frowned: ".Information disaster? The Fictional Church did mention that information can transcend the limitations of time and space, but when did our elves have such a big face?"

"The ancient gods were not so powerful, and our ancestors, the original elves, were just a piece of mud cursed by the ancient gods."

"The curse of the ancient gods? No, that is only the cause, not the result." The moss stone elf paused: "Do you know that history is fictional?"

I am a fictional historian, is this what it means to construct history?
For some reason, this sentence suddenly popped up in the Eternal Messenger's mind. This seemed to be a strange sentence often mentioned by netizens who had played the "Civilization" game. As for that game, the Eternal Messenger had not had time to study it, and even had no money to buy it.

"The past has already happened, how can it be fictional?"

The Eternal Messenger retorted that he himself had lived a very exciting life.

"Because the real events of the past will be distorted in history and legends, time will not be reflected in history. In the Sixth Epoch, the unreal parts will be corrected by the universe, and then some unpredictable changes will occur."

"The curse cast by the ancient gods gave the original elves the ability to think. From the first piece of soil, many split bodies were born. They also became blasphemers and rebelled against the ancient gods. When the original elves died, they would turn back into unconscious soil."

"So, the living original elves felt fear, which gave rise to ideals. This was the beginning of the disaster. They hoped to remember everything so that they would not lose consciousness even if they turned back into soil. So the universe responded to their fear and ideals, allowing their information to remember those horrible things and then pass them on to you!"

"This is the source of the elves' 'inherited memory'. All the disasters they have seen in the past, as well as all the disasters encountered in the subsequent eras of elves' development, are stored deep in your memory. The more disasters you experience, the busier I will be."

"And the elves that come after this are actually created to resolve this type of disaster information. Every time a type of disaster information is separated, a subspecies of elf will be born."

The Eternal Messenger was shocked:
"So, you are the common God of Creation of the elves?!"

The moss stone elf shrugged and said, "No, I am just a fictional image. I represent their ideals, so only I can deal with those disasters. I am also the elves' historical recorder, so I can see the relationship between disasters and the birth of elves, and know the future changes in time and space, but I am not a god."

"You are God. As the savior, I will guide you. But I don't know what is the best way to do it. Anyway, let you solve those disasters with me first."

The moss stone elf said this and suddenly froze for a moment.

[If you lack the tools to save the world, then come to the virtual supermarket to buy them! Now the new store is open, discount promotion, buy one get three free! ]

The strange fish's trumpet sounded suddenly, even drowning out the howling of the wind and sand!
In the darkness and the wind, not far from them, beside a site in the memory of an ancient elf, there is a green supermarket with LED lights on?!
(End of this chapter)