The World of Evil God game

As the sedatives take effect, those deformed shadows rush to the streets one after another, and these legions of heroes will also use the God of War's exclusive fighting art, which is to dip their fists into anesthesia and double anesthesia with one punch.

Physical anesthesia + mental anesthesia, as long as the fist is deep, the iron brain will make a pit.

And the God of War got rid of the entanglement of these deformed bodies, he went directly to the core of the nebula illusion, and then directly tore the illusion into pieces with a disabling blow!

This is an illusion, what are you hiding!

"Oh oh oh oh!"

Accompanied by strange and painful howls, the dark red nebula disappeared without a trace. In the deepest part of this twisted and chaotic illusory scene, there was a chair made of steel, on which sat a man with blank eyes and a soaked body. gods.

He was wearing a golden robe and had light green hair. He looked like the kind of background god who often appears in fairy tales.

However, since he is a god from the Sixth Age, he is destined not to be a righteous god. Even if his name is righteous, his methods of doing things must be very bizarre and absurd.

It's just that he was not as crazy as he is now.

The God of the Golden Tree, the god worshiped by the elves in the past, has various properties of 'life', 'flesh', 'incorruption', 'stability', and 'immortality'. Its body is not a plant or plant like the World Tree. .

This guy is really a lump of gold, a golden evil god with the nature of a tree. However, this kind of gold looks like flesh and blood and cannot be used for trading or suppressing gold prices.

Ares confirmed the name of his patient.

"Yasen, the God of the Golden Tree, one of the Two Holy Trees, age 6,615, the God of Armor."

"Family relative, sister, one of the two sacred trees, the god of the silver tree, Rani."

"Family relatives, distant relatives, god of the olive tree, Bari."

"Family relatives, distant relatives, gods of the deep forest, Shayue the deer."

"Family relatives, distant relatives, gods of decay, prisoners of knights."

The God of the Golden Tree raised his head, and a huge crazy shadow appeared in his blank eyes without eyeballs. In an instant, this shadow began to erode the God of War, and as his feet began to spread roots made of gold, which were wrapped around On the God of War, it was torn open by the God of War when it reached the chest of the God of War.

"The patient is going to attack the doctor again today."

After casually recording this part of the content, the God of War punched the patient in front of him.

Quanma took effect. Although it was very violent and there was a risk of complaints, the effect was immediate. The God of the Golden Tree was knocked unconscious immediately, and the God of War literally "split" him!

A strong hand split the skull and scored twice!

Tear!

The god's body was torn apart. Not only was his head smashed with a big hole, but his entire body was torn in half. Inside his body, endless expansion and contraction shadows were squirming and expanding. The old image outside was just It's an empty shell.

That empty shell was an image formed from the final worship of the God of the Golden Tree in some worlds. It was really just a trap.

And now, these shadows of unknown meaning that expand, shrink, twist, and tangle together inside, those twisted and entwined with each other, growing greedily outward, stained with golden flesh and blood roots that defy biological understanding, are the true identity of this god. image.

He has completely become a mad god, falling towards the Nine Palaces of Chaos and Evil, and has been squatting in this grid for a long time.

Now, he has a brand-new name, "The King of Corruption and Almighty Accompanied by Rebirth", or "Reply" for short.

This is the name given to him by some believers who discovered his existence by accident, worshiped him, and were finally assimilated by him into the roots of his descendants. They were named for him after being contaminated by his madness.

Of course, when these believers went crazy, they were discovered by the God of War, and then descended to those worlds along the network cable and eliminated them as germs.

"What corruption and almighty and reborn king."

"Hey, no matter how long the names of gods are written, they are all false. The 'cerebral palsy' written on the medical records is your real condition at the moment."

"When the brain is rotten, it becomes paralyzed. When it is paralyzed, it becomes insane. When it becomes insane, it releases the power of gods uncontrollably. When it dies, it is reborn and reborn again. Is this called omnipotence?"

The God of War began to clean up the flesh and blood roots of gold. Gold is obviously a hard and immortal substance, but the situation of turning into flesh and blood is really disgusting. What everyone likes is the immovable and hard gold, not the current defense with gold. Same thing.

The situation faced by Ares now is no less than that faced by Indian electricians facing Indian wires.

In the past, my own method of relieving this guy's condition was to bite the bullet and sort out these messy roots. But now, I have a new setting. How can it be so inconvenient for an Indian electrician?

"It's too messy, and there are not many intact roots left, so chop them all off!"

"Just go ahead and do it~!"

An eternal nightmare, endless gibbering, a palace that can never be left, a group of twisted human figures that are constantly screaming.

Yasen didn’t know how long had passed, and all his wisdom had been almost exhausted. Now he only remembered that he was called Yasen, that he was a big golden tree, and some strange people with vague faces and pointed ears. silhouette.

He remembered that he seemed to have some goal, what he was supposed to do here.

Now, forget it.

I don't know where I'm going. As time goes by, the nightmares of change that originally troubled me have now become gorgeous and beautiful scenery in my eyes. Those endless babbles are like close friends who relieve my loneliness and depression.

The palace that you can never leave makes you feel the deep love this house has for you.

Those twisted humanoids that keep screaming. Thank you. Even if I forget you, you are still cheering for me. Let me see your hands, okay!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yassen feels extremely happy now.

He vaguely remembered that in the past he seemed to be very frightened by the world. What was there to be frightened about? It’s too late to appreciate the beauty of this world now.

If I could see the beautiful side of the world clearly earlier, maybe my past self wouldn’t have to be so troubled?

"What are we going to perform with you today?"

"Ah, let's do that again!"

Yassen clapped with the twisted and howling humanoid shadows, embraced them, and performed for them some of the plays he only remembered.

It seemed that a certain race had performed it for themselves before.

But now I have forgotten who those people are.

When he reached the climax of the play, he saw those distorted howling shadows howling even more fiercely, so he also howled happily.

Then a knife suddenly appeared in his field of vision, splitting a human-shaped shadow in half in front of him! At the same time, it was accompanied by an unqualified insult:

"Howl your horse! I'll fucking chop you up!"

The God of War's spiritual attack has arrived!