The World of Evil God game

Once the bottom line of the ideal is moved back, then no matter whether it is human or god, what they do will exceed the lower limit. Perhaps they think that they are still extremely sober at this time, but after the observation of astronomers, stargazers, navigators, or psychics, these people will only come up with a word that everyone is familiar with:

The gods are crazy.

Although gods going crazy was not a big deal in the Sixth Era, after the advancement of the God of War's medical technology, Hua Dian Xiao Qian could probably cure the disease by beating the God of War up, but this time the one who went crazy was the Messenger of Renaissance.

He is a god created by God, so it is not easy to defeat him.

No longer providing the seeds of revival for civilization is a violation of his divine nature and a curse that goes against his ideals. The root of the Sixth Epoch will never allow the messenger of revival to be absent from work. After all, this guy has not yet undergone a transformation and must still attend work.

When the Messenger of Renaissance decided to spread corruption, he heard echoes from the roots of the Sixth Epoch, urging him to quickly revive a few civilizations and not dwell on these useless things. This further aroused the Messenger of Renaissance's disgust.

This group of civilizations is not worthy of my help, not to mention that I am still in a period of decline!

Fortunately, the power of deep space can help calm the restlessness in his heart a little and resist the accusations and calls from the source. The revival messenger turned the goal of revival to the civilization imprint of "failed revival" in deep space. After determining the new goal, the echoes from the root of the Sixth Epoch gradually subsided.

Taking advantage of this gap, the Messenger of Renewal set off immediately. He took some of the abandoned plans projected in deep space, and then found a civilization that was trying to escape its debts. He buried the seeds of the "abandoned plans" in the underlying culture of this civilization.

Those abandoned projects, or the imprints of ancient civilizations that failed to be revived, or the distorted projections in deep space when many civilizations were born, are their true appearance, with only the most primitive chaos and contradictions.

The Messenger of Renaissance watched coldly as this civilization tried to evade its debts. However, with the observation of the Messenger of Renaissance and the active teaching of netizens online, this civilization quickly figured out how to evade its debts and completed all the prerequisites!

The Pomo civilization follows a semi-technological and semi-witchcraft route in the universe. It needs no mention that it once had a glorious past, but due to the outrageous actions of some generations of leaders in the past, the civilization had experienced several major upheavals and was almost blown into a wasteland world. Fortunately, the messenger of revival heard the call of those wastelanders and gave this civilization a chance to rise again.

However, when they learned that the entire new civilization would be blown up in one fell swoop in 50 years, the leaders of the civilization, who had been full of hope for the future, immediately fell into despair and immediately began their escape plan.

There are all kinds of rockets, flying machines, space escape boats, and even strange flying boats driven by witchcraft. The universe used to be pitch black. Unable to find helpers, people could only grope around in despair and piece together various self-help props. Fortunately, the Internet has suddenly emerged in recent years. The great Internet spirit has closely connected various distant planets to each other, and people of different races can help each other in the universe.

"Accessibility service has been purchased!"

"The large death loan has been taken."

"The Infernal Fleet has been leased, order completed!"

"All wizards are in place, and the wizard signal tower is ready."

"Everyone!" A brown-skinned humanoid creature stood on a silver-shining metal platform and began this impromptu speech on civilization's debt escape:

"The world used to be a wasteland, but we rebuilt civilization on this wasteland and revived it through the power of the Messenger of Renaissance! But this power of rebirth is not without a price. Over the past few decades, we have been looking for ways to preserve everything about civilization and avoid that terrible price. Now, we have finally found a definite and feasible way!"

"Our civilization will last forever. Although evading debts is a shameful act, it is all for the survival of civilization. Moreover, the messenger has taken away the most important essence of our civilization. We don't owe him anything! His so-called civilization falling into corruption is simply nonsense. We have not even grown up yet and are already suffering from a catastrophe and slander. We simply don't have the strength to survive this harvest!"

"According to statistics on the Internet, no civilization has ever survived this curse. All civilizations hope to leave behind enough legacy, and are pessimistic about their own demise. Their endings also prove that what they thought was right."

"The Messenger of Resurrection is a devilish and terrifying god! We thank him for his salvation, but we also fear the destruction he will bring!"

"Not to mention that the original 50-year deadline has been reduced to 25 years. Our time is rapidly shortening. Now we have no time left! Civilization has reached the countdown to extinction. This is the most dangerous moment!"

"In the forum, there were civilizations that won the resurrection match and shared their feelings when they were destroyed by the resurrection curse. It was as if their souls were frozen, unable to return to death, and were cursed forever by a dark and terrifying resentment. This curse is linked to the concept of civilization. In other words, when we accept the resurrection deal, our civilization is actually dead."

"Later, we who grew up on the corpse of this dead civilization are nothing more than twisted maggots and phantoms that should not exist. Therefore, once the deadline is reached, those of us who should not have been born and should not exist will die instantly, and then everything in our civilization will return to normal."

"I consulted professional Warp people and End Mage, and they gave their comments. There is no doubt that this is a phenomenon of civilization distortion. I know that this is not worth mentioning to those powerful gods, extreme mortals, heroic saints, who are either distorted or on the road to being distorted every day. But for our civilization as a whole, even if we donate all the treasury funds now to believe in one or more gods, we cannot get those gods to protect us."

"They can't do it, because the curse of the Messenger of Resurrection is more like a mechanical killing. We can't do anything before we crack the mechanism. Even the gods are the same. They can only help us cut it. And what we have to do now is this!"

"So we are leaving our home planet and leaving the remains of our civilization here. We will take all the research data of our civilization and travel far into the universe. We will leave this ancient remains of civilization to the messengers of revival. We don't need it anymore!"

"Everyone, set sail!"

The leader of civilization raised his arms high, and the people listening to his speech below cheered. The people's enthusiastic shouts could break through the sky and make the universe roar. All civilizations are like this during their period of rapid development. They are full of infinite confidence in their future and have beautiful expectations for the universe.

In the Sixth Epoch, no matter where you are, it stinks, and you can never escape the oppression and crappy service of the gods. Occasionally, all kinds of mysterious monsters will come out to mess things up, but at least sailing to the stars is still a romantic and exciting thing!

All life has a yearning and admiration for the universe!

The Purgatory fleet soon arrived near the planet, and the people of the Pomo civilization cheered as they began the boarding process, but something strange happened suddenly at this moment. First, someone half-knelt on the ground with a painful look on his face. Various changes occurred on his body, and twisted and twitching shadows continued to pour out of his body. Then, just like the spread of a plague, a large number of people showed the same symptoms. Some people even had dark reddish markings on their bodies, like two-dimensional worms crawling all over their bodies!

The leader of the civilization was shocked to find that he also had it, and those dark reddish markings had split open mouth-like organs, making the same sound as his:

【Deep space says hello, the essence of civilization says hello, and corruption says hello.】

"I don't know so many people." The civilization leader looked serious.

[.Even when faced with a desperate situation, I still remain calm and can even make some witty remarks. I have a strong psychological quality, worthy of being me. ]

"Myself? I don't know you!"

[I know that the appearance I show is a little distorted and ugly, but don't worry, this is not my true appearance. I am still in the infiltration and running-in period. I am also you, but I am you from deep space.]

That big mouth-like organ simply explained the mapping relationship between deep space and the real universe. The leader of civilization was very wise, and he immediately understood that the other party was actually "himself"!

It’s just that it’s a vague mapping that existed before he was born into the world!

"This is beyond scientific logic and cannot be explained even by magic!"

[Deep space is not something that can be explained by low-level powers like magic, and there are not many serious magicians who only study magic. Most of them use magic as a means to explore the truth.]

[You don't have much time left. We, the 'fuzzy mappings' or 'abandoned projects', will soon replace you. Everything you see will begin to become abnormal, because what you will see is what we in deep space have always been able to see.]

[In reality, this is a kind of corruption, but we will transform you weak people into a powerful new civilization, so you don’t have to worry about this. ]

The faces of the leaders of the civilization became increasingly worse, because these growing corrupt forces were devouring everyone in this civilization, and the rented Purgatory Fleet also discovered something unusual, and those Purgatory demons wearing welding masks and heavy work clothes began to airdrop from the space battleships!

The demons of Purgatory descended upon the boarding square and saw the Pomo people twisted and corrupted on the ground, and their transformed forms. The demons immediately stepped forward and opened their "Maintenance Bible", praising the God of Purgatory, the master of refinement and fluctuation, and began to cleanse the corruption in these people through the concept of maintenance.

Unfortunately, this civilization is made up of flesh and blood creatures, not mechanical civilizations, otherwise the repair effect would be very good. The Purgatory Demons stabilized the physical condition of some Pomo people, but found that the corruption marks did not disappear and still stubbornly clung to these people's bodies.

[You always underestimate deep space, because although it is distorted, it is quiet and has little intersection with the real universe, but don't you know that everything in deep space is your own 'manuscript'? We are you, and you cannot expel yourself. The mapping has a corresponding relationship. Even if you in the real world disappear, we, as abandoned drafts and manuscripts, will still exist in deep space. ]

The mouth on the civilization leader was still muttering, and it grew wriggling eyes:

[Look at the sky. The glow of the stars has also changed. That's because, in the concept of civilization, there are not only sub-concepts such as "population", "culture", and "information", but also the "stars" and "satellites" that nurture the civilization will also be included in the civilization. ]

The Pomo people looked up, and the demons in Purgatory also noticed something unusual. The stars in the sky became a little dark, and the high-temperature stars that once illuminated this world seemed to come alive. Those swallowing and spitting solar prominences and tongues of fire seemed to have turned into roaring gelatinous dragons, or like terrifying tentacles with thorns that spread pollutants. A deep vortex appeared in the center of the star, and a white light opened in the center of the vortex, like eyes and pupils.

"The star is alive?!"

[That is the corruption of the star. As a member of civilization, when you step into the corruption phenomenon, the star will also be infected by you. However, in the real universe, other civilizations cannot see all this through remote observation. The corruption of the star is closely linked to your civilization, so this destruction is also a unique event that belongs only to you.]

"Observer effect. Only we or civilizations related to us can see the activation of this star? It will completely devour our civilization. No. Before it devours us, our civilization will have been replaced by you."

[As expected of me, I am very knowledgeable. You are right. That is roughly what I mean. This star will soon belong to our civilization, not you. After the erosion is over, you will become a waste, and then you will no longer suffer.]

The entire arm of the civilization leader became active, and the horrific power of corruption was infecting his body, ready to erase him from the material universe and replace him at any time!

At this time, a big demon hurried over. After discovering that the "repair" had little effect, the demons in Purgatory decided to help contact the hospital, but the doctors could not get there for a while. At the same time, the entire civilization was exuding an atmosphere of corruption and distortion.

"This change is" the Purgatory Demons have tested those spaceships and facilities and found that their activity is rapidly increasing, while their "proportion" in the material universe is rapidly decreasing!

The situation is urgent. After all, the people of this civilization have purchased the escort service of the Purgatory Fleet. If they cannot be brought safely onto the spacecraft, then this business trip will mean not earning a single gold coin, and wasting energy - although energy prices have dropped now, it is still a considerable expense!

In this situation, there was a big evil who had an idea and a light bulb went on in his head.

"Quick, leader, open the forum and gain experience points. Post anything you want. Gaining experience points will attract the attention of the Experience God. The more experience points you gain, the more resistant you will be to this strange corruption disease!"