The World of Evil God game

However, the movements of the mages had already been seen by the Error God.

"Oh! So strange, take another look!"

The Error God checked the operation records of the mages through an old computer, and when he found that the graduation assessment of these mages was actually the creation array that caused a big commotion last time, the Error God announced on the spot-

"These people are now my temporary saints."

Why not saints, but temporary saints?

Because it is convenient for justice to cut.

The Art Star project really made the Error God eager to move. Although he has never stopped creating various strange races, long-term creation occasionally brings a certain amount of fatigue. The last time he played "Pokemon", he thought about creating a second creation, but he didn't expect that the mages in these academies would be one step faster than him.

Come to think of it, the curse I cast on them last time was actually cured. That was their own wish, but in the end they refused to admit it and went to the magic goddess to find out how to change it back. It turns out that distance creates beauty. Once the things they usually talk about happen to them, they immediately cry and make a fuss!

"In terms of art management, it seems to be a good choice to refer to the secondary works of mages. No matter what, there should be a place for me in the Art Star."

"Why not create a note race!"

The left hand of the God of Error hammered on the palm of his right hand.

Yes, that's it!

Let those musical notes in the world become an independent race!

Of course, there will be no change in the concept of notes itself, but if someone wants some changes, it's not impossible.

For example, when some people play a song, they are always out of tune or make mistakes, then the notes in the music book will become note people, and then they will be locked up, and severe sanctions will be issued at the same time-TMD music is not something you can defile, correct it quickly!

The good times for musicians in the universe are coming!

"I must start making this race immediately, and in the next period of time, record the information of this race into the underlying resource library of the universe, so that this race will complete the transformation from an acquired race to a natural race!"

"Through the fictional divine arts, the two seemingly similar but unrelated things, the note people and the notes, can be forcibly connected together!"

That's right, the wrong God also donated money to the fictional church!

In this era of big donations, as long as you donate to the corresponding church, you can get the power of the gods. It is really convenient. Normally, although ordinary gods need value rather than faith, there are also many gods who absorb value through faith.

Faith is like a source of value. Although you don't rely on it for food, you can't live without it.

This is why many gods support their believers to believe in multiple churches-because other church members will also come to believe in themselves. Everyone is open, which means that there are unlimited channels.

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The director of the orphanage woke up from his sleep, and his hands kept swinging in the air like sleepwalking, until he was completely awake, and the movements of his hands stopped completely.

After communicating with the priest, the old dean went to spend money to buy the services of DreamWorks. He fell asleep at night and really realized his unrealized dream.

This dream journey was very strange. In the first half, he was a great poet sung by history, and in the second half, the scene suddenly changed. He came to a large theater and performed a piano solo. After the solo, he turned into a conductor and was able to personally conduct a large orchestra to perform!

Everything was so beautiful, and the dream was realized, but there was something wrong with the last few parts of the dream.

Those notes seemed to come alive and turned into note people - their heads were notes and their bodies were naked.

These note people were wearing nothing and began to sing and dance on the stage. The scene was very chaotic for a while, but the audience seemed to be quite happy to watch?

After the performance, the note people thanked him, gathered in a circle and began to applaud, saying that the performance was very good and he was definitely a top artist. This is the confidence of the old artist, thank you and other words, which made the dean feel embarrassed.

As a result, the style of the painting suddenly changed, and the scene changed from the opera house to the vast ocean. The dean remembered that he began to play passionate music in the storm, and those note people became his sailors. Huge creatures and ancient gods appeared on the seabed, just like those fantasy scenes in historical legends.

After that, the dean went to the mountains to praise the remains of civilization in the sandstorm; went underground to witness the glory of the underground sun in the inner world; went to the forest to play the work march for the dead goblins who wanted money; and finally looked up at the stars and played the final music for the two dueling warriors in the painting world.

It was in this scene that the dean gradually woke up and heard the voice from the fictional god.

"What a wonderful dream! And if it is really like what those people in DreamWorks said, then my subconscious is now in the world of Art Star?"

"I am really running an opera house and becoming a great poet and musician? And I have been to so many different places? The note people are with me, that is the embodiment of the power of music."

"But why is the power of music, embodied in naked men?"

With this question in mind, the dean opened the forum login and searched.

Who is the most powerful naked man in the universe.

"Dean, how do you search for something like this?"

The priest came in at some point and was shocked when he saw the contents of the dean's search!

Damn it, Dean, when you were an adventurer before, right?

The old dean was startled and quickly explained. It took a lot of effort to convince the priest that he had not been poked.

"I heard that the strongest naked man in the universe is a supreme god, a restless God, who controls all concepts related to movement in the universe, including our current conversations and activities, which are all areas under his jurisdiction."

"That is to say, whether it is life or death, as long as it is active. Oh, why death too? Because now death is also a form of life. I also read what others said on the Internet, but if you want me to die, I will definitely not go He’s going to die. I heard that after he dies, he will be sent to a company to work overtime.”

The priest was also quite surprised when he heard the old dean's dream last night!

"But in any case, the following journey is indeed epic enough, isn't it? Playing music for the ancient gods in the stormy waves, leaving civilization's legacy in the dust of the sky, in the inner world of the earth, in the ancient forest, in the world of painting ."

The priest himself was a little fascinated when he said:

"Dean, isn't this your dream when you were a child?"

"My dream?" The old dean chewed.

"Yes, you said that at first, you planned to be an adventurer, but later you found that the adventurous life was not interesting. After reading many books, you wanted to be a poet or musician." The priest laughed: " The dreams of youth are different from those of old age, but in this dream, they merge with each other. "

"You don't have to worry about physical problems or the mental trauma caused by facing the ancient gods. Nothing can limit your music. You can play exciting music while experiencing various fantastic adventures. This is what you did when you were a child. The result of dreams and future dreams merging together.”

The old dean also figured it out and suddenly let out a sigh.

"It turns out that this is the lost dream, not just the musician's dream that I was forced to give up, but also the dream that when I first read the book of adventure as a child, I was deeply attracted by the content in it."

Priest: "Have you received the invitation?"

The old dean nodded: "I got it, the God of Fiction invited me to manage musicals at Art Star. To be honest, I suddenly felt a little nervous when I thought about this!"

"At my current age, can I really write any music with my thinking? Wait a minute." The old dean stood up, rummaged through the dean's room and found a box that had been dusty for many years, and touched the words on the box. As he wrote the words, his expression was full of nostalgia.

"These are all scores I have written before. I don't know whether they are good or bad. I read online that there is a god in charge of music in the universe, but I have never received her blessing or response."

"I'm going to play. Can I take up some of your time for a moment?"

The old dean looked at the priest, who nodded, so the dean found a very old piano. Even the priest didn't know that there was a music room in the orphanage, but it just followed the dean's dream. Disillusioned, this ancient music room was closed.

There are also musical instruments in the children's activity room, but the dean never touches them. Now, the old man has picked up his dream again.

Melodious, distant music began to echo.

The priest's mind gradually relaxed, as if he was transported to a distant world by the wonderful and peaceful music. There were birds flying among a big tree, a grassland, a mountain and a lake.

There are many fragmented pictures in my mind, which are fantasies from people's hearts and daydreams outlined by music.

The priest didn't know when he had closed his eyes. He just wanted to enjoy this wonderful music and quietly listen to this heavenly sound. The ethereal melody enveloped him and embarked on a long journey to purify his soul.

Similarly, when the dean finished playing, there was applause from all around.

The priest also opened his eyes in shock and saw Alice and the other children smiling at them.

"The dean played so beautifully!"

"I never knew the dean could play the piano!"

"I want to hear it again."

The children said this. While the dean was stunned, his eyes gradually became moist. There is no recognition more inspiring than recognition from children.

"Maybe I'm not a top musician, but as long as I can make children happy, I feel that my life is full of meaning."

"God's blessing is something that doesn't matter. I have to learn to accept this. In the Sixth Age, God's blessing is arbitrary."

"And I just have to play this piano."

The dean played the music again. This time his hands became extremely dexterous, and even Alice was surprised.

The dean’s hands are old and rough. It is very difficult for him to press the keys when surfing the Internet. He is not very good at sewing clothes. But now, in front of the old piano, the dean’s hands are like flying swallows, dazzling, and can accurately play every key. Every time the hands press and lift, there will be an incomparably beautiful melody coming out of the piano.

"That is the dean's dream."

Alice suddenly realized and happily looked at the dean who picked up his dream again.

And just when the old dean finished playing the piano for the second time, a bright silver light appeared in front of the piano!

The children exclaimed, and along with the silver light, there was an invitation letter.

The person who sent the letter, no, that was not a person!

"The gods have responded to the dean! It's the Silver God who is in charge of music!"

Alice was the first to jump up. She had searched the Internet for the names of the gods of the universe before, and found that there were tens of thousands of them, which was too much to read. However, the popularity of the gods also varies. Among them, the Silver God is a popular god. He has a large number of believers and fans not only among the gods, but also in many mortal worlds.

The old dean trembled and picked up the letter. This time he really burst into tears.

"Even at my age, it's not too late to talk about dreams, right?"

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"We have discovered a person with musical talent!"

The gods in DreamWorks were discussing those customers. In addition to the old dean who loves music, other customers also have something worth discussing.

Although it has only been opened for a few days, the name of DreamWorks has long been known to everyone on the Internet!

The advantage of online promotion over offline promotion lies here. As long as there is a signal, it can be spread!

God of Narration: "But what about those note people? How could there be such strange things in this client's dream?"

God of Coloring: "That's not what I drew, and I don't know."

God of Story: "Although I simply spliced ​​his life dream, I didn't write this kind of naked character."

The gods looked at each other, not knowing what those note people were, but soon they saw this group of note people in other clients' dreams!

"Oh my god, the note people are here, will there be punctuation people next?"

After all, it's not just the old dean who wants to be a musician. Many people from the universe have similar dreams, and there are also out-of-tune kings like Fat Tiger.

The gods are paying attention to a new dream, in which there is an orc who wants to be a great singer. At this time, the orc is singing and dancing for his tribe in the dream, but suddenly a bunch of naked men emerge from the void and directly help the orc to the ground in the form of tortoise shells!

"You insult music, I demand that you apologize to the one million years of music history immediately!"