The World of Evil God game.

The Red Spirit Warrior received the mail from the God of Pain. He was holding the strange stone. Although he was no longer in pain, he...

"Give it a try, it won't hurt anyway."

With this mentality, the Red Spirit warriors began to use the pain magic clumsily. The biggest difference between magic and magic is that even if your intelligence is only 9, you can still use it normally, which is very friendly to mentally retarded warriors!

Waves of strange brown halos appeared on the Stone of Pain, accompanied by very weak shouts. A face actually appeared on the stone, which made the Red Spirit Warrior feel a little weird. Of course, when he heard the face clearly When I shouted something, the weird feeling immediately disappeared!

Stone of Pain (whispering): "I have felt your pain, now let me help you share this pain. Hum hum hum hum. Hum hum hum ah ah ah ah!"

Red Spirit Warrior: "No wonder it's called the Stone of Pain. It's probably more painful than me."

However, although the Stone of Pain made a stinking cry, its effect was immediate. The last bit of pain left in the Red Spirit Warrior disappeared. Between the insults of the audience and the shouts of the Stone of Pain, these two waves Under the double protection of power, the pollution on the Red Spirit Warriors is being quickly removed!

His figure even fluctuated, as if he was about to be freed from the essence of a subspace warrior. The red halo lingering on his body continued to weaken. This was a sign that the power of subspace was disappearing!

"Are the Gods of Power like the God of Pain such a thing?"

"God, why in my memory, the gods I remember are cruel, terrifying, and majestic?"

"There are no truly righteous gods. But they died on me. What kind of world have I come to?"

"The God of Pain."

The Red Spirit Warrior even began to retrieve some vague ancient memories, but this time it did not cause a headache. He just fell into short contemplation. The memory fragments that had been sealed, erased, and closed in the past were gradually restored to their original state. Their original appearance.

Although they are still dilapidated, it is difficult to turn them into real memories.

But the contamination that hung over these memory fragments has dissipated.

"Anyway, thank you for your help, God of Pain."

As for the other gods, the God of Thought, the Last Snake, and the God of War who wanted to go to the hospital for medical treatment and whose tone was not very friendly. Although their remarks seemed to have nothing to do with the word god, but...

The Red Spirit Warrior fell into a brief brainstorm.

Then, he thought of how to verify the authenticity of the identities of these gods!

So he edited a few messages and inquired how to send a group message. After understanding the basic operations, Hong Lingge sent a reply to the other three gods:

The reply was: "Are you there? Send me some magical props for use?"

"If you don't have magical props, you must be a fraud."

Brother Hongling began to wait for the replies from the other three gods, and the one who responded fastest was the God of Thinking.

The God of Thought replied:

"The magical props I sent you are invisible, and the wisdom is invisible. When you open your mailbox and see my reply, your intelligence will naturally begin to increase."

Brother Hongling deleted the reply from the God of Thinking.

With Brother Hongling's intelligence, he can now see that this God of Thinking definitely has no real ability.

"Next, the last snake."

"A must-win item! Is it really sent?!"

Brother Hongling opened a simple mailbox. His mailbox was a hole in his armor.

The Last Snake sent the winning props, and of course, there was also an email. Brother Hong Ling opened the email happily and saw the following content:

"This is a sure-win item worth 10000 gold coins. You have to know that it is very expensive, so you owe me gold coins now. Oh, by the way, postage will be paid. Remember to donate to our church later."

Brother Hong Ling deleted the reply faster.

All that's left is the God of War's reply.

However, the God of War was very busy now and did not give an answer immediately.

At the same moment, when the pollution on the Red Spirit Warrior gradually subsided, even when he was about to break away from the subspace essence, the black and red altar in the sacrificial site also began to show signs of "disappearing"!

The altar is looming, as if it has changed from an entity to a phantom. This is because the pollution shrouding the Red Spirit Warrior's consciousness has disappeared, and this altar that has never existed can naturally no longer exist!

Then a panicked voice came from the altar:

"The will and memories are being repaired, and the 'imprints' we have stored deep in his memory are being stripped away!"

"This is impossible. Can our divine power be offset by the insults of some mortals? Who is helping him?"

"It must be the gods over there. Obviously, they also want to use that guy."

"If the altar disappears, we will not be able to find the coordinates of the world over there, and our connection with them will be interrupted. Invading the world over there cannot fail at this time!"

The unknown gods are getting impatient!

The Red Spirit Warriors got rid of their invisible control, and the divine power they left in the memories of the Red Spirit Warriors began to fail. So, amidst the insults from the audience, the unknown gods began to do their best to "get closer to the main timeline at all costs." "!

The black-red altar began to twist, melting and decomposing like mud. From the mud of the altar, twisted shadows began to appear one after another. They resonated with the subspace and were continuously thrown here by the unknown gods. The world is coming!

"The warriors from the shattered time and space were once brave and powerful, but in the end they all became our servants."

"There must be an anchor point, and use this anchor point to anchor our time and space! If the guy we sent over can't complete the task, or even escapes our influence, then we can just grab a few more people to pollute it! "

The murmurs of the unknown gods sounded from the mud altar and surrounded the sacrificial site. Of course, no one could understand their language. However, the brave men and the audience at the scene, even if they were not highly educated, had one thing. , they can completely understand!

"I don't know what happened here, but it seems like a new enemy has come out?"

"Okay, okay, Brother Hong Ling just disappeared somewhere. If there are no enemies, wouldn't this event be in vain?"

"My spear is already thirsty. Come on, let me poke you! I can't help but poke people!"

"I didn't know what was going on, I knew I was going to go on a killing spree!"

The audience did not feel intimidated by the change of fighting opponents. On the contrary, real fighting is full of changes!

Just like when a brave man is having a passionate battle with the BOSS, there might be a few soldiers around the corner who have just gone to work. When they see their leader being beaten, they immediately rush over with spears and stab the brave man in the back. Seventeen times, let the brave men be beaten to death while greeting their families!

The sacrificial hall was now filled with people. Those twisted warriors of destruction had just appeared on the stage, and were immediately struck by hundreds of spears and sent flying, turning into humanoid artistic corpses.