The World of Evil God game

The Red Spirit Warrior received the mail from the God of Pain. He was holding the strange stone. Although he was no longer in pain,...

"Give it a try, it won't hurt anyway."

With this mentality, the Red Spirit warriors began to use the pain magic clumsily. The biggest difference between magic and magic is that even if your intelligence is only 9, you can still use it normally, which is very friendly to mentally retarded warriors!

Waves of strange brown halos appeared on the Stone of Pain, accompanied by very weak shouts. A face actually appeared on the stone, which made the Red Spirit Warrior feel a little weird. Of course, when he heard the face clearly When I shouted something, the weird feeling immediately disappeared!

Stone of Pain (whispering): "I have felt your pain, now let me help you share this pain. Hum hum hum hum. Hum hum hum ah ah ah ah!"

Red Spirit Warrior: "No wonder it's called the Stone of Pain. It's probably more painful than me."

However, although the Stone of Pain made a stinking cry, its effect was immediate. The last bit of pain left in the Red Spirit Warrior also disappeared. Between the insults of the audience and the shouts of the Stone of Pain, these two waves Under the double protection of power, the pollution on the Red Spirit Warriors is being quickly removed!

His figure even fluctuated, as if he was about to be freed from the essence of a subspace warrior. The red halo lingering on his body continued to weaken. This was a sign that the power of subspace was disappearing!

"Are the Gods of Power like the God of Pain such a thing?"

"Why is it that in my memory, the gods I remember are cruel, terrifying, and majestic?"

"There are no truly righteous gods. But they died on me. What kind of world have I come to?"

"The God of Pain."

The Red Spirit Warrior even began to retrieve some vague ancient memories, but this time it did not cause a headache. He just fell into short contemplation. The memory fragments that had been sealed, erased, and closed in the past were gradually restored to their original state. Their original appearance.

Although they are still dilapidated, it is difficult to turn them into real memories.

But the contamination that hung over these memory fragments has dissipated.

"Anyway, thank you for your help, God of Pain."

As for the other gods, the God of Thought, the Last Snake, and the God of War who wanted to go to the hospital for medical treatment and whose tone was not very friendly. Although their remarks seemed to have nothing to do with the word god, but...

The Red Spirit Warrior fell into a brief brainstorm.

Then, he thought of how to verify the authenticity of the identities of these gods!

So he edited a few messages and inquired how to send a group message. After understanding the basic operations, Brother Hongling sent a reply to the other three gods:

The reply was: "Are you there? Send me some magical props for use?"

"If you don't have magical props, you must be a fraud."

Brother Hongling began to wait for the replies from the other three gods, and the one who responded fastest was the God of Thinking.

The god of thought replied:

"The magical props I sent you are invisible, and the wisdom is invisible. When you open your mailbox and see my reply, your intelligence will naturally begin to increase."

Brother Hongling deleted the reply from the God of Thinking.

With Brother Hongling's intelligence, he can now see that this God of Thinking definitely has no real ability.

"Next, the last snake."

"A must-win item! Is it really sent?!"

Brother Hongling opened a simple mailbox. His mailbox was a hole in his armor.

The Last Snake sent the winning props, and of course, there was also an email. Brother Hongling happily opened the email and saw the following content:

"This is a sure-win item worth 10,000 gold coins. You have to know that it is very expensive, so you owe me 10,000 gold coins now. Oh, by the way, postage is payable. Remember to donate to our church later."

Brother Hong Ling deleted the reply faster.

All that's left is the God of War's reply.

However, the God of War is very busy now and did not give an answer immediately.

At the same moment, when the pollution on the Red Spirit Warrior gradually subsided, even when he was about to break away from the subspace essence, the black and red altar in the sacrificial site also began to show signs of "disappearing"!

The altar is looming, as if it has changed from an entity to a phantom. This is because the pollution that shrouded the consciousness of the red spirit warrior has disappeared. Naturally, this altar that has never existed can no longer exist!

Then a panicked voice came from the altar:

"The will and memories are being repaired, and the 'imprints' we have stored deep in his memory are being stripped away!"

"This is impossible. Can our divine power be offset by the insults of some mortals? Who is helping him?"

"It must be the gods over there. Obviously, they also want to use that guy."

"If the altar disappears, we will not be able to find the coordinates of the world over there, and our connection with them will be interrupted. Invading the world over there cannot fail at this time!"

The unknown gods are getting impatient!

The Red Spirit Warriors got rid of their invisible control, and the divine power they left in the memories of the Red Spirit Warriors began to fail. So, amidst the insults from the audience, the unknown gods began to do their best to "get closer to the main timeline at all costs." "!

The black-red altar began to twist, melting and decomposing like mud. From the mud of the altar, twisted shadows began to appear one after another. They resonated with the subspace and were continuously thrown here by the unknown gods. The world is coming!

"The warriors from the shattered time and space were once brave and powerful, but in the end they all became our servants."

"There must be an anchor point, and use this anchor point to anchor our time and space! If the guy we sent over can't complete the task, or even escapes our influence, then we can just grab a few more people to pollute it! "

The murmurs of the unknown gods sounded from the mud altar and surrounded the sacrificial site. Of course, no one could understand their language. However, the brave men and the audience at the scene, even if they were not highly educated, had one thing. , they can completely understand!

"I don't know what happened here, but it seems like a new enemy has come out?"

"Okay, okay, Brother Hong Ling just disappeared somewhere. If there are no enemies, wouldn't this event be in vain?"

"My spear is already thirsty. Come on, let me poke you! I can't help but poke people!"

"I didn't know what was going on, I knew I was going to go on a killing spree!"

The audience did not feel intimidated by the change of fighting opponents. On the contrary, real fighting is full of changes!

Just like when a brave man is having a passionate battle with the BOSS, there might be a few soldiers around the corner who have just gone to work. When they see their leader being beaten, they immediately rush over with spears and stab the brave man in the back. Seventeen blows, let the brave men be beaten to death and greet their families at the same time!

The sacrificial hall was now filled with people. Those twisted warriors of destruction had just appeared on the stage, and were immediately struck by hundreds of spears and sent flying, turning into humanoid artistic corpses.

And because there were so many people on the battlefield, the assassins could no longer use skills such as "Blade Storm". They could only shout loudly:

"Give me a little, I can't swing the sword anymore!"

"Don't come near me, I have explosives!"

The Red Spirit Warrior also noticed that there were more and more sounds around him. He popped his head out from behind the bunker and found that the people in the battlefield were squeezing out, even several times more than when they had just besieged him!

"No. Where do these transparent people come from! Why are there more and more of them? Will they replicate themselves?"

"Those warriors of destruction... I seem to have some impressions?"

The Red Spirit Warrior looked at the newly-appeared Destruction Warriors and felt that these warriors looked like some of his old friends. At this time, he finally discovered the sixth email. After all, there were already 99+ messages on the forum login. .

"The god of fiction sent a message. Another god?"

"What are you doing when you look for me so often?"

"No, other gods on the forum have weird names. Why are the names of the fictional gods real?"

With doubts, the Red Spirit Warrior opened the email sent by the God of Fiction and various subsequent messages.

After completely reading the pie that the God of Fiction had drawn for him, Hong Lingge fell into silence for a while.

Among the follow-up messages from the God of Fiction, some simply urged him to reply, while others said, "Time is running out, the enemy is invading, don't you want to save your world?"

"My world. I can no longer remember where my own world is. My memory is extremely damaged. Even with the help of the God of Pain, I can't recall my past."

"Everything in the world has its origin. Virtual wish card. A wish prop that can make everything come true."

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"Yes, no matter what, those strange gods who try to control my will should be my enemies. But I still have some questions."

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"At first, I just wanted to have a showdown between real warriors with the God of Light and Heat, but why did this battle become more and more deadly? Now it also involves a timeline war?"

"Also, what is the job given to me as a 'Novice Village Training BOSS' and a part-time 'Novice Guide'?"

"Responsible for sending out tasks? I can't remember anything. What tasks should I send out?"

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Fictional Kingdom of God, in digital space.

"It's okay, we will send out the mission, and you will be responsible for passing on a message. When the time comes, you can tell those gods from another time that they will take off your hands and send them a message. As long as you are beaten to death by the audience and players, you can still be alive. If you change your mind and become a god again, you will have a lot of resurrection coins!"

"Travel through time and space, do your best, and hit you with a knife. We will control the altar in a while. When I get the server interface ready, I will directly modify the game. This time, treat it as a new experience for a special event."

"The time for this program is coming soon. I know, I know you are not from our side, but as long as you join our church, you will be our employee! I will not talk about anything else in my fictional church. You can think about it. I need it. You're a fantasy person."

“When the time comes, you will have everything including five insurances and one housing fund, including food and accommodation, a monthly salary of 10,000 gold coins, various game benefits will be given out for free during the holidays, various activities will be held from time to time, and various wish cards will be obtained! "

"Our church has a lot of benefits! And let me tell you again, you have actually infringed the law by using a pirated forum login, do you understand? Infringement requires a large sum of money! But you, a super ancient person, may not understand That’s why I won’t argue with you!”

"Then the Church of Pain, the Church of Sacrifice, the God of War Hospital, the Church of Thinking, the Church of Steel, and the Church of Victory. These are all frequent visitors to our church! Their bishop even believes in me. What does it mean that a person can only believe in one god? ? Why do you, an ancient person, have such backward thinking?"

"Now is a new era, and the new era requires new business methods. How can the three-surname believer be a derogatory term? Having more faith means that this person is of high value and is often paid attention to by gods! Just like you, you have received so many church You can believe all the invitation emails, no problem! Even the ancient gods in our world have interfaith believers!"

"Okay, okay, you agree, right? Then I will directly go through the onboarding procedures for you. The procedure is that I will send you a magical item, and then you just confirm it. From now on, you will be in charge of the online game department. The people in our church are all gamers A master in the field, don’t worry, you can definitely become one too!”

"The on-site test will be conducted directly in a while. You can attract everyone's attention when the time comes. If you don't know how to shout, I will teach you. Just find a high place to hang up, and then shout, 'All eyes are on me.' , I declare something, all the gods in this world are evil! ', that's it, it's very simple and straightforward!"

Shang Lin chatted with Brother Hong Ling on the forum and successfully lured him into the job. Although during the process, Brother Hong Ling said that he was more grateful to the God of Pain. Shang Lin immediately said, no problem. Since you thank him, then Just go to his church and apply for a work permit. Then you can also work part-time as a pain saint!

Immediately afterwards, Shang Lin sent a message to Time God:

"No problem. The Red Spirit Warrior is willing to be the leader. Now he is a new employee of my fictional church, and his monthly salary and benefits are at the level of a saint."

"Next, please make a trial connection between the two timelines. My server interface will be ready soon!"

"It just so happens that the show of the God of Light and Heat is about to end, and time can be paused in that area after the docking."

Time God’s reply was also very quick:

"Okay, are you ready? If the timelines are officially connected, at least one or two gods from the other side can directly enter our universe during this gap."

"I mean, have you sent a message to the ancient gods? When the timelines are connected, as soon as the other gods enter our universe, their power will appear directly next to those two ancient gods."