The World of Evil God game

Therefore, in the end, the Gods of War couldn't resist the temptation and bought the winning props worth 10,000 gold coins.

Some of the embarrassed guys even started to borrow money from each other and send messages to their few followers.

From ancient times, only believers prayed to the gods, hoping that the gods would give them wealth.

But now, the ancient gods want to make loans to believers in the new era, and there is a high probability that they will not be able to repay the loans.

"Thank you, don't worry, you can definitely win in the next competition. I look forward to the day when you return to the top. By then, the universe will definitely become a better place!"

"The hospitalization fee in Ares' hospital is too expensive. I hope you can reduce his hospitalization fee."

"Finally, I'll give you a good suggestion to relax. We have a new large cinema in this urban agglomeration, and a new movie will be released tomorrow. Remember to go and watch it, which can effectively relieve your mental stress!"

The last snake earned a lot of gold coins, and then fled without looking back. The deceived ancient gods of war did not realize that they had been slaughtered, and were still immersed in the dream of punching God and kicking him to fight back. among.

Of course, after the Last Snake left these ancient old men, it did not disappear immediately.

He arrived at the station outside the urban agglomeration as quickly as possible.

As a huge space train roared from the shadows to the platform, the door opened, and groups of out-of-town passengers stepped off.

But the business that the Last Snake wants to do is not with these ignorant ordinary mortals and tourists.

Several tall humanoid life forms wearing very old clothes walked out of the carriage, and they were the "latest customers" that the Last Snake was waiting for.

Recently, due to the influence of the Civilization game, many descendants and descendants of civilization are gathering towards this world. The Kingdom of Steam has once again become the center of the universe. What is different from the "Fist of the Gods" competition is that the contestants coming this time are from In every corner of the universe!

"They will lose sooner or later anyway, why not buy my winning props and then lose!"

Even from a distance, one could hear the group of demon hunters communicating with each other, including one who looked older. Talking about important things with the younger demon hunters:

"Remember, don't spend money indiscriminately. Those churches come to sell you. No matter what church they are or what magical props they are, don't buy them. Remember, they are all deceptive. If you really want to buy magical props, You must go to the most mainstream local church to buy it.”

"When buying something, remember to bargain. No matter how much he quotes, you first add two zeros at the end. For example, if he quotes 10,000, it proves that the value of the goods is only 100, and he might pay back for 100. If you make eighty, you must be careful!”

"There are dangers everywhere in this universe, and there are countless deceitful churches that are staring at your wallets!"

"Whenever you see discounts, discounts, buy one get two free, cheap deals, or events, just ignore them. They are all deceptive! Not to mention that those props have side effects, and you will step into a trap if you are not careful!"

"A serious reminder again, don't buy those magical props indiscriminately. You can't afford the price they charge!"

"So, I don't like to go to these normal worlds. I would rather deal with those monsters. At least the things I kill and explode are mine, instead of shopping, where my money will be lost in a daze."

The demon hunter who spoke had white hair and scars on his face. He was carrying two swords and wore a gray robe. He was none other than Master Lorne.

Next to Master Lorne, the bearded Master Limir was hesitant to speak.

He came to the Kingdom of Steam this time just to buy more weapons to hang on his body. How cool would that be? Master Limir thought so, and couldn't help but touch the lava bread sword hanging on his waist.

The demon hunters came out this time to buy medical materials for the synthesis table, but they had received a letter signed by the God of Fiction. According to the address above, they came here to prepare to participate in the civilization competition.

Of course, there is the most important point.

That is to win the resurrection game, resurrect the ancestors, and then let them stand up to help you share the compensation.

Although this is very unethical, demon hunters really can no longer sell those weapons and equipment. It is better for their ancestors to go bankrupt than to go bankrupt themselves, although this is very disrespectful to the original ancestors.

However, Master Lorne made a suggestion, that is, to fake the match this time, so that the ancestors can be in a "living" state, so that the ancestors can be in debt, and he does not have to be scolded by the ancestors, because the ancestors are so Living, that is, not living yet.

This method is still good.

"Hey! The demon hunters who came from afar, you must have encountered difficulties, right?"

"Please allow me to introduce myself."

The Last Snake was polite and wandered comically to the group of demon hunters. However, the moment he saw him, one of the demon hunters suddenly shouted:

"TMD the God of Victory!"

The last snake was also stunned for a moment.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the old demon hunter who was shouting. He felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place it in his mind until the other person started to announce his home address and cursed:

"You treacherous divine snake, do you still remember the [Ancient Blood World Earthquake Incident]! Damn it, we went to defeat the Blood Demon and used your winning props. It was really effective at first. We turned defeat into victory, but a big earthquake happened later. We and the other side were shocked to death!"

The Last Snake slapped his hat: "Oh! I remember, it seems to have happened more than seven hundred years ago, right? It seems like just yesterday!"

"Then just tell me whether your family has won or not. Is it necessary to win even if you win miserably?"

"Aren't all the blood demons dead? If you don't thank the God of victory, why are you still cursing God?"

Master Lorne was so angry that his beard and hair were flying like a lion's spirit: "Later, we went to your church to ask for an explanation, but your believers said, 'It's just that the person selling the props is not familiar with you, and we don't know how to use the winning props'! Moreover, They also said you had taken the money and ran away!”

"I'll mess with your godhead! Get your money back!"

"Don't run away! Don't run away! We still have a bunch of winning props that are gathering dust in the warehouse. You must refund us!"

However, in the face of the angry demon hunters, the last snake had a bad heart. This wave is the historical legacy left by those dead believers in the past!

The bad debts that deceived people in the past are still there? The key is that the sellers are dead (winner believers have died of old age), but the buyers are still alive.

Ah, I can only say that the Immortal Seed is different. When others say "I was at the scene at that time", it may be a joke or a compliment, but if the Immortal Seed says that, it is probably true.

He was even able to pull out a receipt from his crotch that was seven hundred years old.

But even if the Last Snake is surrounded by demon hunters, he remains unhurried, not because he can rely on his own divine power to break out. The Last Snake considers himself a moral and super profiteer, and using force is the rude behavior of a barbarian.

So he calmly began to explain:

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's my followers who sell the winning props. What does it have to do with me?"

"Don't worry yet!"

"Am I familiar with them? Not at all!"

"Who says that believers must be equal to gods? I hate this statement. It is extremely irresponsible! God's responsibilities belong to God, and believers belong to believers. How can the two be equal!"

"They just believe in me. They sell props for profit. If there is something wrong with the props you bought from them, what does it have to do with me running away with money?"

"I took the money, shouldn't I run away? Why do you always want to ask the gods to question you when something goes wrong? Gods didn't sell it to you. You go to the Bisheng Church. I'm done with them."

"And how can you be sure that it must be a true Believer's Believer? Then maybe someone else is pretending to be a believer, just to take advantage of us!"

"Then if you think there was something wrong with the one you bought then, can you buy another one now? Seven hundred years have passed, and the new winning props are definitely better than the old ones. So can the things sold by believers and the things sold by gods be the same? Quality?”

"My quality is beyond words. You can ask how many people have bought props from me in the past few games! They are all using the Majestic Blue Light, the God of Sacrifice, and the God of Death. There is nothing bad about it!"

Master Luo En was fooled into confusion.

At this time, he also fell into the same situation as the gang of war gods Laoden.

In a daze, I actually felt that the myth of the last snake was somewhat correct!

There seems to be nothing wrong with that.

Why does God have to be in an equation with believers?

Irresponsible!

But I always feel that something is wrong, but I can’t analyze the logic!

But the young demon hunters brought by Master Lorne exclaimed in surprise!

"It's really a god, and it's exactly what Master Lorne said! He and his believers are righteously cut off!"

"What a birth."

The last snake looked at the two master demon hunters in a daze, made a suggestion, and shook its tail:

"Let's do this, you give me those dust-eating props in the warehouse, and then according to the purchase price at that time, plus an additional 10% renovation fee, I will help you replace them with brand-new winning props. This is a seven-hundred-year-old god. If your skills are poor, the new props are very useful. You can ask, how much do you think this will make?"

Master Lorne looked alert: "This compensation is too little! I have an idea!"

The Last Snake: "Okay, what do you want?"

Master Lorne: "Didn't you sever your ties with your followers? Do you have no followers? Very good, now you are our god!"

"Elbow, come compete with us!"