The World of Evil God game.

The sun is shining all over the Kingdom of Steam, and the sunny weather makes people feel happy. Under the influence of a certain card-playing goddess with her own sound system, the Kingdom of Steam has ushered in another beautiful day.

The door of a certain bar was pushed open hard, and a group of big guys wearing various armors and helmets walked out with strong resentment and hostility.

The soaring resentment almost formed a barrier of haze, and the passers-by around him all hurriedly avoided it and started talking in low voices.

Speaking of which, these people wear all kinds of armors, but none of them are popular in the Kingdom of Steam. Should they be soldiers from other places who came here to work?

"It's really pitiful. Their resentment is so great. It must be because they have to work overtime on rest days, right?"

"Isn't it forbidden by the Iron Church to work overtime? After all, machines also need maintenance."

"Hey! Maybe they just go to repair those machines!"

Passers-by looked at this group of people with sympathetic eyes, and this group of people was, of course, the God of War Group.

Various ancient gods of war played games in a roadside bar for three days. At first, they were just out of curiosity and just having fun. However, the more they played, the more they got more and more excited, and the more they played, the more angry they became!

Now they have completely forgotten why they came to the Kingdom of Steam.

They completely forgot about going to the hospital!

God of Attack: "I told you not to waver, but I'm still hanging out there and playing with you guys for three days. What a loser! I haven't even won a single game! I've become the god of defeat."

God of Victory: "If your opponent wins, just say whether you won or not. We are not the ones who win."

God of Conquest: "Hey, who else is there? God of Attack, you still have the nerve to say, there are flame dragons coming out all the time over there. That thing accounts for 12 people. Don't you know how to coordinate the arms? Just keep coming out!"

"You are being treated like a dog by the opponent's highly mobile troops, and their attack speed is slow. They slow you down. What kind of dragon are you, a turtle dragon?"

"The game is about balance, you know? It's not the real world. Dragons don't have such high resistance. It's useless if you give them a lot, and farmers still account for the population! Then the dragon farmers each have a population of 5. What a waste." !”

God of Attack: "None of your business, I just like to play dragons, just play! Don't you also like to play dwarves?"

"Why don't you talk about the God of Defense? He uses the same knight mecha as the turtle and puts them all over there to pile up defenses?"

"You are the god of defense, turtle! I think your face is made of turtle shell!"

The God of the Battlefield sighed: "If you had listened to my tactics, we would have won a long time ago. We haven't won a single match in three days!"

God of Martial Arts: "Come on! God of the battlefield! I don't even care about you!"

"If the position moves a few centimeters, what kind of maneuver are you trying to show off?"

"Control a hero and walk around there and shake your head continuously. The hero wants to attack, but your headshake cancels it five times in a row. It's not about whether you can play or not? Dance, right?"

The God of Defense agreed: "That's right, what is the God of the battlefield? I think he is the God of Dancing. In the past, on the battlefield, both sides would have danced to sacrifice you. You are a bull-demon battlefield god."

"You have been killed by ants before, don't think everyone doesn't know!"

The God of Armies: "Although I didn't win, I will be happy as long as you have a large-scale conflict. Just practice more and don't scream."

God of Violence: "You! You are sent to fight the fists of the gods, and you are prohibited from playing real-time strategy games!"

God of Quick Fight: "What's wrong with you, MD Fist of the Gods? I just like to play, come out and challenge!"

God of Execution: "Everyone, please stop arguing. All eyes are on me. I declare that you are all Shabi! You should have died long ago!"

The God of Betrayal: "When we were matched, I was on the opposite side."

Many ancient gods of war are still reviewing the game results of the past three days, so much so that they are so angry that they almost have a fight on the street!

"Everyone, are you feeling troubled now?"

"Are you still annoyed that you always lose in games?"

"Not as good as others? Failed completely? Mentally anxious? It doesn't matter."

"You just need a little help."

The sudden sound stopped these ancient war gods who were about to fight. The group of armored men collectively looked towards the source of the sound and found that it was a big snake wearing a top hat.

"This is our first meeting. Do I need to buy props to win?"

"Kill him down. Victory means victory over bread." The God of Victory spoke directly. This guy's armor was all golden and he looked like a golden saint.

The Last Snake: "You are the God of Victory, that's natural, but I'm different."

"I am the God of victory."

"There is a sadly thick barrier between victory and victory, but it doesn't matter. After purchasing my props, you can also become the spokesperson of victory."

"You only need 10000 gold to enjoy the thrill of winning everything!"

The God of Victory was a little confused.

But he soon remembered who the snake in front of him was, and with the other person's self-introduction, it was already very clear:

"You are the 'Last Snake'! The god of that big, useless church!"

The last snake: "It's really rude, please call them believers who must win. Being cowardly is only temporary, but victory is permanent. Your victory belongs to the other party, and my victory belongs to us."

"Being cowardly is also a way of winning. If you don't have to win this time, you will win next time."

Ancient war gods: "?"

"No, why does this sound like deception?"

The last snake shook its tail and hissed: "You are mistaken. You are gods. How can I deceive the gods?"

"Speaking of which, are you here just to play games?"

The God of Attack, who wore a sun-gold mask and had weapons all over his body, suddenly slapped his head: "Damn it, I almost forgot about the real thing!"

"We are here to complain to the God of War and Restoration!"

"And what kind of game invitation is there?"

The last snake covered its mouth with its tail and made a grunting sound, more like hiding a smile:

"Oh? Is it the "Civilization" game?"

"How did you know that you were also participating?" The God of Battle, who was wearing white iron plate armor and looked like an iron can, said from the side: "I feel like you have evil intentions!"

The last snake shook his head quickly: "No, no, no! I definitely mean well!"

"Wherever there is a competition, there is me! As we all know, I never sell fakes. You can ask around. The mortals and believers here all know my reputation."

"And the recent news that the Civilization game will hold a competition has been released. This will be a long tug-of-war. Countless powerful descendants of civilization will come to this world and contribute eternal resources to the revival of their own civilization. strength."

"This will be an unparalleled opportunity for you!"

"Clash of Civilizations perfectly fits your various powers. You will get a lot of value in it. However, there is not only one way to win, and as your powers have been declining in the past, once you start the game, If you are beaten up by a group and are forced to exit the game, you will not get the corresponding value."

"Hey, what are you laughing at?"

God of Gang Fighting: "Nothing, I thought of something happy, hahaha."

The ancient gods of war controlled the God of Gang Fighting and said to the Last Snake: Leave this guy alone, he is a pervert.

"So, the function of this prop is..."

"What! Don't you actually know the wonderful uses of my props!" The final snake's voice rose eighty degrees: "When you are about to fail, this prop will save you and make you the winner immediately! This This is my winning power!"

"The greater the failure, the more terrible the loss. The more unlucky the situation, the greater the hope of victory! The so-called victory is based on the inevitable defeat. When the enemy becomes stronger, You will also become stronger than him!"

"How about it, do you understand the difference between victory and victory?"

The ancient gods of war were fooled and froze in place, and the same idea suddenly popped up in their minds with an average IQ of only 7!

Sounds pretty useful, doesn't it? !

"Then, can I see how this thing works? It's not that we don't believe you, it's that everyone wants to open their eyes!"