The World of Evil God game

At the competition site, Miss Malt and Mr. Fit are interviewing the contestants.

"Because the fantasy time of the witches was terminated, all the players here have undergone amazing mutations. What is going on? As the organizer, I am also surprised. Now let us walk into these mutant players and take a closer look. Look at how mutated they are.”

Now the only ones left here are the semi-finalists, and the twenty-five wish cards are almost within easy reach for them. Even though the witches' fantasy collision caused a mess at the competition site, after the wailing, these people have adapted to their new abilities at an extremely fast speed.

A mechanical priest took the microphone from Miss Malt's hand and shouted at the thing:

"Now I am the God of Death. No game console can survive for a second in my hands! Oh! I am not disrespecting the God of Fiction, eh, eh, Miss Malt, don't be angry, I am not Said that the quality of the game console is not good”

Professor Harley took the microphone: "Although our luck value has been solidified as a negative number, I believe we can still win the seventh round. Have you heard of the saying that the value overflows? In a certain sense, minus one is the world's The maximum number!”

"In short, all our subsequent operations will seriously deviate from our original intention. I will demonstrate the use of negative lucky values ​​for everyone! That is, if I want to go to the east, I will definitely go to the west, set a goal, and then move towards If you do it in the opposite direction, you will definitely succeed if you have a negative luck value!”

"To learn magic, please look for Rhea Magic Academy. We are professionals in the study of magic!"

Suddenly a big hand stretched out from Professor Halley's face. Bishop Reva couldn't see where the microphone was, so he fumbled around with Professor Halley's old face. After finally getting the microphone, Bishop Reva squinted his eyes:

"The Church of Sacrifice has the most people shortlisted, a total of four people! We have won a lot. Even though our eyesight is not good now and we can hardly see anything, it doesn't matter. All developments are still under control. !”

"Watch my game, study my strategy, watch carefully, I put all my knowledge in front of you! Dear viewers, you are the next master in the field of strategy!"

"Please look forward to our performance! If you are interested in becoming a teacher, you can contact me after the game. There are also the latest game guides for free here."

The archlich took the microphone: "Even I, who have a noble soul, don't want to face Bishop Reva, because he is squinting his eyes now. Even though his heart is very noble, he can't see the light emanating from his heart. Then everything It makes no sense. Oh, why are we okay, haha, because one of our witches fainted and the other was broken. "

Brother Gou took the microphone: "I have nothing to say. I wish you all good health. The hospital is full. Try not to be carried in."

Believers who must win: "As the last two believers who must win, now we have become believers who must lose. You may have discovered that kowtowing now will increase your scumbag value. We know that everyone hopes that we kowtow more now, but I I want to say that people must fight for themselves in this life! "

"Believers, you must have backbone! My knees are made of iron and I cannot kneel down!"

"Originally I wanted to get along with you as a coward, but in exchange I got jealous and targeted by you. Now I want to release all my strength. Don't forget that failure is success."

"You little bitches who want to win, let you feel the wrath of your own mother."

The microphone was given to the Puppet God, who sighed: "I am the only one left in the Carpenters Association. Objectively speaking, now that we use the puppet silver wire, we will reversely copy the experience we have gained to our opponents. This It seemed like I lost the opportunity to advance to the top five.”

"But in fact, you don't know what kind of experience you will get. I have copied the experience of a person who is the worst at playing games. Now the preparations for passing on the skills have been completed and the next lucky opponent is about to be selected."

"I'm going to bring you down to a level that's as bad as mine and then use my extensive first-six-round experience to beat you."

When he said these words, the people around him changed their expressions almost at the same time and took three steps back!

The Puppet God handed over the microphone.

The next person to speak was the Maintenance Demon:

"There are also three people on our side who have been promoted. Of course, we have now become novice apprentices, and our abilities have become worse and worse as we improve, but it is also unimportant! There are no rubbish abilities, only people who can't use them!"

"Although we did not invite witches and were simply affected, we will not blame those who hired witches. After all, our minds are broad and tolerant of everything."

"So we decided to repair your 'operating methods'. This repair project has the effect of imaginary magic and can make everyone as bad as us. What? Are you saying we are retaliating? Absolutely not!"

“Thank you for ordering Purgatory maintenance service!”

The God of Pain took the microphone and without thinking: "I don't know what to say, but it's really fun. Three people from our church have been promoted, and I want to keep having fun!" He handed the microphone out, and it was the God of Death who took the microphone.

Miss Malt was shocked when she saw the Death God. She quickly rubbed her eyes and found that she had indeed seen the wrong person.

"Ahem!"

The God of Death was about to speak, and was a little excited for a moment: "Ah, everyone is very strong, and I have to work harder! Although I may not win the championship, I probably will never win the championship, but as long as I have hope, , you will definitely be able to go further.”

In addition, the last player of the blue blood race was sweating profusely while comparing his battle information against the schedule. He did not accept an interview, and the last alchemist...his ears, The nose, eyes, mouth, and navel were all filled with alchemical potions.

The other alchemists seemed to be using various forbidden potions on him.

As for the thinking believer, oh, he is now a pain believer. He has a bunch of divine punishment BUFFs in effect in his mind, his entire face is distorted, and he cannot participate in the interview.

Apart from this, the remaining contestants are only two elves, two garbage men, and one crystal nun.

The ability of the elves was originally to wash away the opponent's buffs and turn the opponent into a normal state, but now it has become more and more buffs to the opponent. And these two elves are racking their brains, thinking about how to use this ability to make a living. , a look of despair gradually appeared on their faces.

No matter how you look at it now, you can't win with this ability.

And the power of thinking that the two trash guys gave me has now become the "power of science." This caused some illogical powers in the past to become unusable. Now the two people were shooting randomly at a pile of discarded props, hoping that some miracle would happen to these props.

And the last crystal nun turned into a complete idiot. She was smiling, and the huge lucky buff on her body caused her god to connect with her, and she was eagerly asking how her followers became so lucky. .

Cinderella's original intention in participating was to experience a day of great luck and to make such a wish. However, her followers experienced it first, and she was sent to the semi-finals.

And, the last mysterious passerby.

"Twenty-ninth contestant, you can't believe that other than Brother Dog, there is a face that you have never seen before that reached this stage?"

No one here knows this passerby player. As someone who can fight out of the singles competition area, he is definitely a master among the masters. After all, there is generally no big job in the singles competition area. Even if he is as strong as the dog brother, he can be the most powerful. His only job is to play games while standing on his head.

"I am not anyone, and I don't want to be anyone. I am the shadow and residue of the past. I have only one purpose in coming here, and that is to get the real virtual wish card. For this reason, I must and must enter the top five!"

"I!"

Before he could finish his words, a powerful hand suddenly pressed down on his shoulder!

The burly body of the God of War appeared behind him. The passerby's head only reached the God of War's belly. His face turned pale under the hood, and his whole body was shrouded in the shadow of the God of War. He swallowed unconsciously.

The face of the God of War was hidden behind the mask, and he slowly spoke out:

"Keyword detected."

"Young man, I seem to hear you talking about the 'shadows and remnants of the past'? You seem to have the aura of the ancient gods on you. This is very dangerous. Do you need me to check you out? Our hospital is quite big!"