The World of Evil God game.

At the same time, with the connection of the timelines, the melee in the subspace sacrificial hall in the deep layer of the stacked world also stopped.

The red spirit warrior raised his hands and stood at the highest point. Then in full view of everyone, he took out a rope weapon from the subspace phantom, and then hung himself in mid-air.

And he raised his hands in the air in a double gesture of hanging and surrender, which attracted the attention of all the participants, and took this opportunity to shout loudly:

"Stop sneak attacks, I surrender!"

"All eyes are on me, I'm going to make an announcement!"

And this time the words he spoke were no longer in subspace language!

The Red Spirit Warrior himself was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that this was probably the universal voice pack, one of the employee benefits of the fictional church.

The participating spectators in the sacrificial hall, all the "invisible warriors" stopped their noisy activities, and their insults stopped.

The God of Light and Heat was also mixed in the crowd. He had already touched the back of the Red Spirit Warrior, and the explosive in his hand was about to ignite at any time.

"Stop fighting! The show's airing time is about to end!"

The God of Panic's camera head rotated wildly: "Thank you everyone for participating in this event, please listen to this subspace warrior's speech next!"

An audience member: "What kind of speech? Isn't he an enemy?"

The ten brave men also looked at the God of Panic with doubts in the crowd, and the God of Panic immediately explained:

"He was indeed an enemy just now, but I have received the latest news. Now this Red Spirit Warrior has abandoned the dark side and switched sides. Now he is an official employee of the fictional church!"

"He has a Sixth Century work certificate and identity document. We can't hit him anymore. Hitting him again will be a personal assault and is illegal."

The audience was silent for a moment, but the next moment, their movement became even greater!

"No, why don't you just surrender if you can't beat him? I haven't fought enough yet! I mean, I haven't learned the true meaning of fighting from fighting him!"

"Yes, can this subspace enemy surrender? He is not allowed to surrender. How can I improve my weapon proficiency if he surrenders?"

"This guy actually surrendered to the God of Fiction. What a spineless thing. Because he can't defeat us, he just started to dream about time, right? He can be considered a warrior!"

The spectators who participated in the war made various shameless complaints, but they just had their fill of the mouth. Indeed, no one took action anymore, but the weapons in their hands were danced with various afterimages, especially those of the assassins.

The participating audiences who appear here all appear in the form of remote projection, and before engaging in "projection battle", they also need to hold formal weapons. Therefore, the assassins in front of the TVs in various worlds now have in their hands Really holding one door panel sword after another!

"Big sword, whirlwind slash, so cool!"

"I already know the way of the assassin completely! The ultimate attack, the ultimate lethality, a long-range jump, rushing into the crowd is a sword storm, killing them all, eliminating all witnesses, passing dogs You have to chop them with a knife, and you have to shake the eggs to make them yellow, this is the real assassin!"

"A warrior, if he can't sneak attack, he is not a qualified warrior; an assassin, if he can't whirlwind, he is not a qualified assassin."

"Warriors learn sneak attacks to deal with more insignificant enemies; assassins learn whirlwind to ensure that if the first assassination fails, they can directly kill the opponent by force, so as to ensure the completion of the mission!"

"Please God of Panic, I want to chop Brother Hongling twice more! Really, I just discovered that Whirlwind is such a fun skill. I feel like there are ants crawling on me even if I don't use it for a moment. Just let me One chop, one chop!"

Facing the complaints from viewers of different professions and races, Hong Lingge seemed very calm. He raised his hands higher and shouted louder:

"Don't worry everyone, although you can no longer attack me, you can still have more interesting and passionate battles in the new world!"

Brother Hong Ling turned his head, and he saw that the black-red altar that was forced into his memory was gradually disappearing. That thing was originally something that was anchored by his own memory and materialized from the illusion. There is no doubt that this is the power of the god on the opposite side, but now this kind of power is no longer something to be afraid of.

"These invisible warriors are called 'audiences' by the god of fiction. They are probably the people watching the show. It is incredible that people from different worlds can gather together at the same time and fight. These people have strong learning abilities. Their dirty tactics and group beatings."

So Brother Hongling shouted loudly!

"I recognize you. You are real warriors. Next, I will issue a new mission to you."

A certain brave man: "What new mission? We are here to deal with subspace errors. We haven't reached the deepest point yet and haven't seen the big monster yet. Who will do this front-line mission for you!"

The shouts of the Ten Brave Men resonated with the audience, and they all expressed their resignation. Do they think that a defeated general like Hong Lingge can do any good tasks?

"Stop talking nonsense, you can't beat a group of us, are these subspace warriors?"

"If you have a good mission, why don't you do it and invite us to do it?"

"Don't think that if you join the Fictional Church, we can't deal with you. I'll draw you later, and then go to the Coloring Church to submit, make a clone of you, and then beat him to death! I can't beat you, and I can't beat you. A copy!"

"That's right, then I will write a book and submit it to the Church of Narration, and directly enter the world view of the novel!"

The audience had a lot of opinions on Brother Hong Ling, so Brother Hong Ling didn't give too much grounding, but said directly!

Brother Hong Ling: "My side mission can kill gods and explode magical props!"

In an instant, everyone in the field fell silent, and even the God of Light and Heat, who was holding explosives, raised his head.

Talking about killing gods in front of two gods?

Is this a touchable slide?

"Actually, I come from a world that has been shattered." Hong Lingge thought for a while, and then started to sell miserably.

Although Brother Hong Ling doesn't understand the various tricks used by various churches to attract people, and he even almost fell for it, such as the IQ test letter from the God of Thinking. People who are not smart will really be fooled, but Hong Ling I'm glad that my intelligence is as high as 9 points, so I wasn't fooled by that rubbish church.

But no matter what, you can't say that if you sell miserably, some topics are very heavy. Brother Hongling feels that he is just briefly talking about some of his past experiences at this time, although he cannot piece together a complete memory. but

But he can make up a story based on those fragmented memories!

The red spirit warrior could still vaguely remember that he had received some commissions before. Although he could no longer remember the appearance and occupation of those clients, most of the way they spoke was to make up a particularly miserable life story at the beginning.

Because in this way, the person who accepts the commission can empathize and even give money.

"I was the last warrior in that world. I fought to the end to resist those evil gods, but they banished me and even tried to enslave me. Thanks to this show, you woke me up."