The World of Evil God game

After Alexia was briefly confused, she naturally asked:

"You just said not to sacrifice casually, but now you have to sacrifice yourself. It is worthy of being the tombstone of our civilization, but there is no need for us to have a tombstone to bury those of us who are not dead yet."

She looked a little strange: "After all, there is always something wrong with attending a living funeral."

"What's wrong? Looking down on the grave? Our grave is still a express locker."

Brother Hong Ling quickly urged: "Don't hesitate. You have nothing to lose anyway. Even if you don't believe me, don't you believe in the gods behind me?"

"After all, the Abyss of Time is what was left after the timeline was shattered. As long as we are in an illusory world, the divine magic of our fictional church can come in handy!"

Alexia suddenly became enlightened.

"Yes, everything here is illusory anyway, and we really have nothing to lose. All in all, why not send you over this time and let you help us rescue the blueprint, and then we have a fight with him, perfect! "

"I'll open the door for you right now!"

Hong Ling: "?"

"No, that's not what I meant, that's not it."

Alexia: "Needless to say, instead of silently burning yourself to death, it is better to hold the remaining embers of civilization and launch the most violent counterattack in the abyss of time. You are right, we have nothing to lose. It’s gone, even his life is gone!”

"The only thing left is our record!"

"Don't be too busy trying to persuade me. Do you know how powerful records are?"

The light of time has condensed in Alexia's hands, and not far in front of her is the black excavator that blocks the sky and the sun.

The God of Destruction didn't care what she was doing at all. The God of Destruction had only one goal, which was to dig out the main city of Novice Village, and then go to the distant Sixth Age through the imaginary gate!

"Recording. This kind of behavior, no matter where the words and records are engraved or written, they are the epitaph of civilization from the moment they are born."

"There will be errors in the records, and there will be deletions, additions and deletions. Some of these are due to fallacies about the facts, and some are due to the imagination of future generations, just like the reasons for our emergence."

"When the records are burned, everything in civilization will cease to exist. This is a fire that is enough to distort history. If it burns to the God of Destruction, when the fire of records is extinguished, even the Supreme God who runs through the past and the future will , he will also have part of his real name burned."

"If we can burn 'Destruction', then this god will only have memories left, and he, like us, will always remain in the unknowable and invisible memories."

"The passing civilization will leave something for the next civilization. It may be history books, technology, morality, some legends and magic, or of course it can be the 'real future'!"

The radiance of time fully blooms in the hands of this Saint of Time!

The Red Spirit Warrior wanted to say some words of persuasion, but seeing the "I've decided" expression on the Saint of Time's face, he stopped saying any more words of persuasion and gave a thumbs up.

Alexia thought that the red spirit warrior's action was a farewell act such as "No problem, leave it to me", but the next second the red spirit warrior pointed his thumb at himself.

"In this expansion pack, I am the protagonist!"

"If in a fantasy world, the protagonist cannot beat the enemy violently, then why does this fantasy need to exist? Where can such a fantasy exist?"

"Do you think the door you are opening now leads to the abyss of the past?"

"No, that's exactly the future you're looking forward to!"

After the Red Spirit Warrior finished speaking a handsome line, he jumped up and rushed directly into the light of time in front of the Saint of Time. Under the gaze of the Saint and the two gods, he began his journey through time and space!

Alexia was stunned for a while, but the light of time had not disappeared yet. She looked at the other two gods beside her:

"Other players can no longer stop the God of Destruction. You two should take everyone back to the Sixth Age! If you want to open the door to the Palace of Nothingness, it seems that it is not possible for the time being. Even if you open it There is no combat power to rush in and restart.”

"We must recruit more powerful players!"

However, the God of Light and Heat and the God of Panic did not care about the actions of the God of Destruction. They just said to Alexia: "No, open the door to the Hall of Nothingness now. Aren't we just fighting?" Power?"

"Don't you believe in gods?"

The god of panic looked around. Most of the players around the novice village had their accounts deleted by the wave of destruction, but there were still many players left in the village.

Alexia was startled: "What about the sixth era? What about the sixth era?"

The two gods shook their heads: "Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, haven't you heard that the world is invincible and the enemy comes from the sky?"

"Give the Fourth Era BOSS a little bit of a new version shock."

The God of Destruction controlled a huge excavator and knocked down the main city of Novice Village. In response, he received a strange prompt:

[Black Achievement: Extreme Destroyer. 】

[You destroyed the homes of the saviors from the Sixth Age and deleted their accounts. Your reputation in the player camp has reached [hate]. 】

【You use the excavator and quickly slam into the enemy's iconic landmarks! As the final BOSS, you went against the flow of the entire plot and made the choice that was most beneficial to you, successfully nipping the danger in the bud. Well done! 】

[Reward: Helmet of Resentment. 】

【quality:? 】

[Effect: Critical hit chance +100%. Both the enemy and the enemy ignore each other's defense. People who look at you and you when you look at others will be burned due to the rage of incompetence. 】

[Active ability: Grudge collection - This helmet can absorb the resentment-like emotions of surrounding living beings and strengthen its own strength. People who have absorbed resentment will have their own strength reduced. 】

[Description: Just hate me like this, stupid lower-level mortals! In your extreme anger, you can't even slide a shovel on me because I drive an excavator! 】

A very stylish black and red helmet with a lot of sharp headgear fell into the cab.

The God of Destruction's first reaction was that the opponent had a back-up plan!

It can actually break through the excavator's defense and deliver things into the cabin!

But looking around carefully, he saw that the Saint of Time opened the door to the Hall of Nothingness, and all the remaining players got in awkwardly.

After that, there will be no other enemies.

"Run away? It's really asking for death. How many people want to restart the Temple of Nothingness again? Forget it, when I reach the Sixth Age, it will be impossible for the Temple of Nothingness to be restarted again."

"Those meddlers can't connect two different eras! It's extremely difficult for them to even escape from the abyss of time!"

Okay, since this thing was not sent by the Saint of Time or the interventionist civilization, how did it appear in the cabin?

And this look looks quite familiar!

The God of Destruction fell into a short brainstorming time.

He had only seen before that those "sixth era/future people/lower-level warriors" who were called players often exploded these equipments from their slaves. The strangest thing was that there was only one set of those equipments, but if If you are surrounded and killed by a group of people, this equipment will soon become wholesale.

The God of Destruction also conducted an experiment and asked his servants to go out with some very rare equipment and take the initiative to explode. The result was that the equipment was relatively rare and had a certain collection value even for the gods. It was very Soon it became a common commodity that can be seen everywhere.

Therefore, the God of Destruction guessed that there must be gods or saints with similar copying abilities in the Sixth Age. Of course, for the God of Destruction, these situations are just fun to watch.

"What good will this helmet do to me?"

"Although the shape is quite handsome."

"Ability"

Although the God of Destruction said that this thing was useless, he kept looking at the helmet that appeared out of thin air.

I have to say, he is indeed quite handsome.

"Achievement, what exactly does it mean? I can understand this word alone, but why are there rewards for completing certain things? Is this the motivation for those saviors to slaughter God's servants every day in this world?"

"So it turns out that without these rewards, those saviors will have no motivation to fight me anymore?"

"Hey, doesn't that mean that as long as I wear this helmet, I will become the savior of the Fourth Age?"

The God of Destruction convinced himself, with a smile on his lips. Of course, when this smile appeared, because his essence was like a collection of memories, the phantom of a grin appeared all over his body.

So, the faceless head of darkness put on this reward helmet from the Sixth Age.

And the giant excavator also successfully saw a gate!

"That is the passage. The 'interface' we have worked so hard to find is used by those in the Sixth Age as a good place to have fun. They even take away the power of our altar and use it to stabilize it!"

"Now that it is back under our control, that's it for now, lower-level beings of the Sixth Age! Welcome your true gods!"

Accompanied by a chaos of light and shadow in time and space, the giant excavator appeared in the gap between time and space, and successfully began to enter the real main universe from the illusory timeline!

"Haha, I'm in! I'm in."

The excavator stopped in a blank digital space.

A very strange-looking god appeared here, and he was sitting in front of a table and chair. On the brass table that looked full of mechanical beauty, there was also a suspended square machine, surrounded by The illusory screen.

"Oh!!! It's coming, it's coming! You're finally in!"

Shang Lin looked at the God of Destruction who came in. The huge figure occupied half of this new digital space!

"This new world has just been created, and you come here at the right time!"

The God of Destruction did not come out of the excavator, nor did he ask questions. Instead, he immediately pushed the machine's joystick, and then the huge robot arm directly made an action that the excavator could not do!

The robotic arm was rounded, and all of a sudden the "weird god" and "computer" in front of it were smashed into a mosaic!

"Haha, is this the god of the Sixth Age? He's so weak! Just like the two guys before!"

The God of Destruction thought of the God of Panic who had mocked him before. Although he wanted to beat him up at the time, in the final analysis it was more important to enter the Sixth Age, and the god with the strange head had already escaped with the Saint of Time. Yes, so.

After entering the sixth era, the first thing to do is, of course, to kill a local god and establish one's prestige!

"I won't even leave a body for you, watch me crush you!"

With the movement of the excavator, Shang Lin's "corpse" and the "wreck" of his computer were directly crushed by the huge excavator over and over again. It was not until he was crushed back and forth more than a dozen times that the God of Destruction was satisfied. stopped.

After hammering the opponent to death, you have to crush the opponent's corpse, and not only that, since you need to make up for it, you must make up for it fully.

The God of Destruction directly used his divine power to completely destroy the "corpse area" without leaving even a trace of divinity behind!

"He should be dead now."

The God of Destruction thought so, so he turned the cabin of the excavator, and when the scene in front of him came to the other side.

The same computer, the same desk, the same screen, and the same god!

"Oh, here we go, did you enjoy the fight?"

Shang Lin greeted the God of Destruction happily like a normal person.

This blank digital space fell into silence for an instant.

Then, the God of Destruction repeated the above operation!

After once again destroying the fictional God in front of him, the God of Destruction added another step this time, which was to destroy the corpse area and then turn it into a memory to eat it completely.

Now even this digital space has a gap, and endless gorgeous time seeps out from the gap.

Dead now?

The God of Destruction tried to move toward the gap, but after the excavator advanced for a while, he stopped.

The gap seemed infinitely far away and could never be reached, and right on the route ahead, another "imaginary god" appeared!

"Oh! Did you feel good this time?"

From the perspective of the God of Destruction, the God of Fiction was still greeting him happily as before.

An indescribable emotion arose in his heart, and this time the God of Destruction felt a little angry!

He opened the door of the excavator, moved out of the body like a phantom, and changed his first divine power for the first time!

The God of Destruction's divine power of destruction began to hide, and the divine power of recollection began to appear. Compared with the last attack, this time's divine power of recollection is even greater!

"Infinite resurrection, you think I can't deal with you! I want to turn 'everything' about you into 'memories'. You know that this thing exists, but it does not exist in the past. I want you to experience the most terrifying powerlessness. feel!"

"I want.!"

The God of Destruction did not finish his words.

A reduction bar suddenly appeared above his head.

"Stop talking, that's it for now. Do you have any objection?"

Shang Lin stretched out his hand, and under the gaze of the God of Destruction, he swept across the reduction bar.

"ctrl-"

"1%."

The God of Destruction was compressed from a huge black shadow into a tiny little black man in an instant, and this forced transformation was not even over yet. His body was stretched and flattened, and with a cry of terror, he became A thumbnail image.

Then, he saw the God of Fiction pointing his finger at him and dragging his "thumbnail image" directly into the machine!

On that screen, the God of Destruction, who was forced into a picture, could clearly see that the image of the fictional God was an extremely weird line artist.

And when he tried to struggle, the God of Fiction just glanced at him, and then made that terrifying and strange tone, and the endless line drawings continued to form various twisted shapes in front of his eyes:

"Don't make any noise. I'm dismembering you. If you have any comments, I'll express them later."