The World of Evil God game

Archmage Shay watched the base explode in front of him, and he could only wait helplessly in the spring for resurrection, until the blood-red failure appeared on the screen, and the begging for mercy in his ears suddenly became louder, and began to Bewitch him.

The guys in the abyss were tortured to death. Normally, the sealed prisoners would happily hold their hands and laugh when they saw the prison guards being defeated. However, since the "War Alliance" was used to suppress the abyss, After that, the guys below almost suffered a lot!

So much so that the guys in the abyss kept begging Shay for mercy - please stop playing!

Too bad!

Those confusing babbles all chanted the same words at the same time - you won, we feel uncomfortable, and that's okay. But if you lose, we will feel uncomfortable, but you will also feel uncomfortable!

Stop playing games for such a loser. You have been a jailor for more than 10,000 years and hold the title of Archmage. Have you understood the core idea of ​​team battle? Can you fight, can you play competitive games? You must first understand the concept of this game!

It's okay to torture brothers. Brothers have been tortured for hundreds of thousands of years, and it's not less than these few days. But when you torture yourself, brothers will be angry when they look at it, and they want to help you train, but you are arrogant and don't listen to brothers. They command!

"I won't listen to the ploys of you guys. You'd better save your energy."

Sure enough, Archmage Xie's attitude was still the same as before, but this time it really made the guys in the abyss completely angry!

"We used to often bewitch mortals and use the power of the abyss to corrode them, but this time we are really not bewitching. We are so anxious to see you. You still don't listen to our suggestions. Look at your record. How many games have you played with your friends in so many days? It’s Ying’s fault, I don’t even have any shame!”

"In this way, you buy us a game console, and we will play black matching with you!"

The Archmage suddenly became vigilant: "I knew you would end up doing this. Put away your clumsy words of deception. As long as you are in this mage tower, there is no way you can corrupt me."

"If you want to use the game console to get out of trouble and take the opportunity to enter the real universe, I advise you not to have such thoughts. Some large abyss that are more powerful than you did this some time ago. The final result is of course a disastrous defeat, and those ancient God has done this before, and the final outcome was extremely extreme."

Is the fate of the ancient god miserable? Archmage Xie suddenly closed his mouth and thought briefly.

From the beginning, they invaded the Internet and were attacked by firewalls, causing hemiplegia and inability to recover. Later, I heard that they were reverse-intruded by some gods. Later, they wanted to build a website by themselves and spread the URL wildly in the virtual world. What was the final result? What is the website now? It’s really well run and has a lot of beautiful pictures.

It’s just that this website has nothing to do with the ancient gods.

Of course, those beings in the abyss didn't know what the Archmage was thinking about. They were just anxious. The Archmage was brought back to reality by their accusations, and he retorted disdainfully:

"I have a clear understanding of my own fighting level, and I don't need you to teach me how to do it. And pointing fingers at others while they are fighting can easily make others distracted, irritated, and perform poorly. Achievements!”

"A group of cloud players, do you think this is just an ordinary virtual game? This is an advanced form of the art of war, and you who have never even been exposed to fighting games are behind me, under my body, through me I don’t need to listen to any of your suggestions!”

"But I have to admit that you are right about one thing, that is, the level of the friends I am playing against is really too low."

Archmage Xie Yi looked at the team dialog box, in which the Great Elder of the Light Elf had already begun the passionate trolling mode - "Keep asking me to go, I keep being countered, how can I go! I haven't seen you come to support me, now you blame me Instead of arresting people, I said from the beginning that the hero on the other side is very strong!”

"How do I know that hero is strong? Because I know that guy! Instead of blaming me for being weak, why not report it to the Fictional Church and let them strengthen my character!"

"My description of myself is a late-stage hero. What kind of late-stage hero? I don't know if I have a late-stage hero!"

Archmage Xie Yi looked at this scene and immediately became happy, and immediately typed a reply:

"Of course you are at a later stage. In the third great melee that year, a lot of people and gods died in the universe. The jungle world was still one of the main battlefields. As a result, a lot of strong people died, but you were still an ordinary elf mage. , but he still survived, isn’t this considered a late stage?”

"It turns out that everyone likes to be a numerical monster, but the final battle between numerical monsters is for them all to die. Only those with strong survivability can survive to the new era."

In the past, people from various churches had bloody arguments offline over which god was stronger in the game. But now, the mortals themselves have finally begun to argue about themselves. Those heroes have some doubts about their performance in the game. Some are not very satisfied, but some are quite happy!

"Look at me. I immediately blasted the opponent's top laner at the beginning. I've never heard of that hero!"

As a result, the great elder immediately began to output to the archmage:

"Of course you got a kill! The opponent's top laner was dying at the beginning. Didn't you see that he stood under your defense tower every time to deal damage? He was deliberately giving away kills!"

"I tell you, there must be someone who used special divine power or magic in this game. This situation will only become more and more common in the future, so don't say I'm bad, it's because I didn't survive!"

Grand Mage Shay: "Grand Elder, if you didn't survive, did you die?"

The Grand Elder would of course not answer this nonsense directly, but continued to output in the team chat interface:

"In the final analysis, our gods don't care about us. The elf twins only want to hold concerts everywhere and play some rock music to disturb the people. I think we urgently need a new god who cares about us to help. I'm not talking about you two, but your game level is also bad!"

Obviously, this sentence means to blame the Deer God and the Cuckoo Bird, so they were held accountable. These two gods are two of the other three teammates in this game, and the remaining teammate is the prophet of the dark elves.

Grand Mage Shay looked at this team, and an inexplicable feeling of nostalgia surged in his heart.

The elves have been separated for a long time. Due to the differences in various concepts and ways of survival, the elves have almost derived countless subspecies. From the original elves to the present, many elves have even become hostile to each other.

For example, the light elves and the dark elves are like this, but in the online world, friends who have not been in touch for a long time have appeared here, and talked about the things they have experienced over the years, and even played games together, as if they had returned to the era of the original elves, although the great wizard himself had not experienced that era.

But that is an ancient legend circulated among various elf races, which happened at the beginning of the Sixth Epoch. In the game world of "God of Darkness", there are even "original elves" NPCs and selectable blasphemers.

From the background world view of a game, you can actually find the past history and origin of your own race.

"It's incredible. We didn't leave our homes, but we were separated by countless light years and worlds. However, we were able to meet and reunite in the virtual online world. The once broken, cold, and distant relationship was stitched, repaired, and reunited through the Internet."

"The heritage and roots of our ancestors can actually be found on the Internet and in games, including the origin of races, the evolution of species, the birth of faith, and traces of history."

The great wizard opened a forum interface, which contained a special chat group. Basically, it was the representatives of all the existing elf races that could be contacted in the areas that had access to the Internet.

If a chat group between families is called a family group, then this group can probably be called a race group.

In the group, a great explorer of the sand elf clan was sharing some of the "elf heritage" he found. He clearly stated that the sources and clues of these heritages were all found in "God of Darkness".

【“Obviously, the gods know some strange gossip, but before the Internet appeared, it was a bit unrealistic to want to collect and combine these information and compile them into books or officially available exploration maps.”】

【“But praise the God of Fiction, his appearance made all fantasies come true, so all the gossips held by the gods were collected, and we can use those games to find the ancestral heritage lost in history, and send them to museums as important collections, and the various ancient stories and legends of our race can be fully confirmed!”】

The great explorer of the sand elves seemed very excited. Among the elves, the sand elves often appear in the form of "travelers". They are keen to explore the ruins, ancient cities, and secret places of various worlds. At the same time, they are also employed by the world mercenaries in large numbers to provide various suggestions and documentary support for their employment operations.

Before the Internet became widely popular, many elf races were even thought to be extinct, and the sand elves were one of them. As a result, after this race group was established, a large number of sand elves began to emerge from all over the universe. They are not extinct, but the population has become dispersed.

To this day, new elf subspecies are constantly joining this race group. Returning to the concept of the "elf race" as a big family, some of them have been scattered for hundreds of thousands of years and disappeared after the end of the history of the original elves. They have always been thought to have ended long ago, but now they have reappeared unexpectedly.

".Even without the revival messenger, a race can be completely revived through the Internet. In fact, isn't the game "Civilization" doing this? All these changes come from the God of Fiction."

"What does the God of Fiction represent?"

"It is fantasy, fantasy, and daydreaming. These are undisputed, but similarly, should he also have the authority to control regrets, review, abundance, etc.?"

"Why can't he control it? Isn't the reason why life fantasizes because it can't get these things? Then these things are originally fictional, and they seem to be untouchable in the real sense, so they are fantasized. Naturally, they should be controlled by the God of Fiction."

The great wizard Shay suddenly thought of a lot of things. He looked at the great elder who was still passionately outputting in the team chat box, and the prophet of the dark elves also joined the ranks of trolls:

"The light elf has always been like this, totally disregarding other people's feelings. I was caught by the assassin while playing in the middle lane, and you were still picking fairy grass in the jungle! You have time to look at the top laner's record, why don't you take a good look to see if anyone is coming to counter-jungle? I even gave you a ward at the beginning, but you were caught at level 1. You still want to be a great god in the gaming field!?"

Okay, taking advantage of the gap between them arguing with each other, the archmage made a classic excuse of "going to the bathroom and will be back soon", then quickly found a pen and paper, cast a small magic of "sketch", quickly wrote a paper, and posted it in the paper area of ​​a certain mage academy.

"On the influence of the appearance of the fictional god on various powers in the universe".

Sketch magic is one of the taboo magics in the mage academy. No student can learn this spell casually unless you graduate.

It is mainly to prevent students from circumventing the punishment of "copying" through this magic.

".There is nothing that is not included in the fictional world, even the appearance of the gods and their powers can be reproduced in the fictional world. Although it cannot reach the peak of the gods in the real universe, it is enough to make the virtual world stuck instantly."

".In fact, the fictional god may have all the authority of the gods, and perhaps he will reach that point sooner or later, but his authority does not come from usurpation, replacement, armor, or inheritance. It is a true reproduction and sharing. His god body should not even exist in the real world."

Analysis of God There are actually many articles on this topic in the forums of various mage academies. After all, gods themselves are the best subjects for graduation papers. For example, the abstract god like the Last Snake has more than 30,000 articles on how to restrain him, kill him, and steal his assets in some academies.

The God of Fiction is also a popular subject often mentioned in papers. Since the appearance of this god, the mages have never reduced their attention to him, because the God of Fiction really completed the strange new spell of "Negative Luck Magic" for the mages, and now a new subject and textbook for this magic has been opened.

After publishing this paper, the great mage Shay seemed to have foreseen the arrival of the next era. He looked at the latest news on the forum and then returned to the game console.

A new game advertisement appeared in the bar-shaped announcement prompt bar at the top of the game console.

[The new farming game "Stardew Valley" is about to be released! 】

The great wizard didn't know that his paper was being watched by a god-creating god. In fact, this matter was incredible, and the god-creating god made intermittent replies on the Internet, and no one knew his identity.

"Very good. Eternal. Ideal paradise, paradise. Is. Right."

This reply was quickly suppressed by the speeches of those enthusiastic students, and was finally drowned in a large number of replies.