The World of Evil God game.

Chapter 381 The Super Cowardly God of Disorder

Listening to the loud talk of the passerby in front of her, the Goddess of Disorder couldn't help but open her eyes wide!

What the hell are you saying in front of a god that there is no god in this world?

Everything you said makes me want to reveal my identity on the spot to refute you!

Fortunately, the Goddess of Disorder was not overwhelmed by such blasphemous remarks after all. This was because she had adapted to the environment of the Sixth Epoch. Almost everyone here blasphemed God, even church believers and saints were no exception. The only difference was the level and grade of blasphemy. They called this a good life.

The gods here are equally outrageous, and they even discussed on the forum how to blaspheme mortals and break their defenses.

Oh, gods, is this the normal way for gods to get along with believers? You blaspheme each other. In this process, how is "faith" reflected? !

The goddess of disorder pointed to a church not far away and said, "You must have been sleepy. Isn't that a church over there? You said there is no God, so what is the church for?"

The passerby said seriously: "It's a scam."

"Ah, this." The Goddess of Disorder was stunned, and then cold sweat broke out on her head.

This. This really makes sense, it's not random talk, and I can't refute it now!

Passersby continued to talk non-stop and even started to dance:

"God is just something the church made up. They want to use this as an excuse to defraud people of their hard-earned money!"

"I know what you are going to say. It's nothing more than blessings, magic props and other things that can be used in reality, right? Ha, just like the magic trick you just performed, those things are just their marketing and packaging."

"Divine arts and blessings are nothing more than the power that people imagine after being fooled by them. In essence, they are their own potential, divine arts props, etc., and they contain some special idealistic mechanisms."

The Goddess of Disorder was stunned for a long time before she realized that something seemed wrong with the other party's words:

"No, idealistic mechanism, what kind of word combination is this? Is there anything else to think about in the mechanism?"

"You believe there is such a thing as an idealistic organization, so why don't you believe there is a God?"

"And the machinery is also produced in the factory. Don't factories believe in the Iron God?"

Passerby: "Oh, I see. You mean that God is also a kind of idealistic mechanism, right? See, even you think that God is just an abnormal external phenomenon, or even a man-made illusion."

"As for the Iron God, that is a machine god fabricated by the factory workers, just like the Machine Soul they claim to be. I have lived in this world for so many years and have never seen any Machine Soul."

Goddess of Disorder: "Me?"

After talking for a while and almost being confused by the person in front of her, the Goddess of Disorder decided not to continue debating with him, but to directly show her own magic. Of course, if she wanted to tell others about the magic, she could just lie and say that it was a magic that was inspired by a certain god.

Moreover, it seems that the person in front of him not only does not recognize divine arts, but even ordinary magic!

"Then I will show you the magic. I want to let you see how you are defeated by the magic!"

The Goddess of Disorder is not one of those gods who only think about cheating people out of money and generally won't kill people. She is a super evil god from the Fifth Age, so she raised her hand and began to use the magic of disorder.

"Disappear, you scumbag!"

Then, the magic of disorder became ineffective!

Nothing happened, only the laughter from the passers-by. The Goddess of Disorder withdrew her hands in horror, clenched and unclenched her fists repeatedly, and touched her forehead to find that the green fire was gone!

"See, you have been brainwashed by the theory of gods. As long as you recognize your own existence, you will know that there are no gods in this world. Some people claim to be armored gods, but in fact they are just too influenced by others and have mental hallucinations."

"Hey! How many lives have been ruined by the gods? Miss, you are obviously bewitched and you fantasize that you are a god. Let me help you break the hypnosis!"

The passerby's tone was gentle and persuasive: "Miss, you have to remember! You are just an ordinary person. Divine arts, magic? How can those supernatural powers exist in this world? The world we live in is exactly what we observe ourselves. Something that does not exist does not exist. It is impossible for it to exist."

As he talked, the strange voice began to distort. It was clearly normal language, but to the gods it sounded like some twisted "mortal whispers", which frightened the Goddess of Disorder!

MD, I’ve heard a lot of whispers and pollution from gods, but this is the first time I’ve heard whispers and pollution from mortals!

The Goddess of Disorder instinctively covered her ears, but the sound had already entered her brain and began to play automatically in a loop!

Soon, her mind began to wander, she couldn't control her thoughts, and her mind was suddenly highly focused on some unknown point, causing her to start to have a splitting headache!

At this moment, I carefully felt my body again and found that there was really no fluctuation of divine power!

All of a sudden, the past and history began to play out like a kaleidoscope, even becoming blurred and distorted, as if all the real information that once existed had turned into a "daydream fantasy" in this instant.

So much so that she began to murmur to herself: "Am I really a mortal? No, it's impossible."

As her will wavered, the scenes of the past began to become even more blurred!

History is being polluted, profaned, modified, or something is being removed from it, and the affected history and past will really affect the present and the future.

While the passerby was about to say something, there was a commotion in the church not far away and many people rushed out. It turned out that other passersby noticed the appearance of an atheist here, so they quickly reported it to the nearby church. After a large group of church staff rushed out, the atheist passerby started to run away.

The Goddess of Disorder saw him leaving and quickly shouted, "Don't you believe in the existence of God? Then why are you running away?"

The voice of a passerby came from afar: "Whether God exists or not has nothing to do with whether people fight me or not! Can I beat so many people by myself, Miss?"

Whether there is a God is a question of idealism, but whether there is a fist is a question of materialism.

The church members drove away the atheists, helped the terrified goddess up, and apologized:

"I'm sorry, Miss. Recently, some atheists have become active again. These idealistic terrorists have brought many daily hidden dangers to our world. Their idealistic power is very strong and can even make divine arts ineffective and props malfunction. I'm really sorry that you encountered this dangerous incident."

"Obviously, he is an extreme atheist. Such people should be on the entry ban list. It is our failure to manage them strictly."

The Goddess of Disorder touched her head in horror and found that the green fire had recovered, but it had become weaker again!

God. Extreme idealistic atheist!

"Those are mortals? Are there such terrifying mortals?! What kind of mortals can prohibit the emergence of divine power just by speaking? They are obviously the ones who possess the most terrifying power!"

"I have spent so many days playing games to restore my strength! It's over, it's all over!"

Gah! It hurts!!!

This place, this place is really hell! How come any random passerby on the street can beat me up? Are there really no normal mortals in this world?

The Goddess of Disorder was so distraught that she didn't even have the mood to draw the lottery. The church staff nearby expressed their deep regret for the incident and thanked her for her outstanding contribution to cleaning up the city's garbage.

At the same time, the church staff learned about the original course of action from the Goddess of Disorder, so in order to express their apologies, they presented a copy of the "Lottery Guide".

"From the fact that you cleaned up the garbage discarded by the other party, it can be seen that the practical magic you learned is in the 'urban society' category. We recommend that you go to the abandoned church to participate in the lottery. The best blessing entry in the abandoned church is [Recycling]."

"Thank you again for your outstanding contribution to urban hygiene and civilization."

The Goddess of Disorder looked at the book in her hand with a confused look on her face. The huge sense of loss and pain she had just felt from losing her divine power was suddenly alleviated a lot.

Speaking of the lottery, of course she wanted to go to the fictional church to draw the lottery. After all, she had been fooled by Brother Gou into joining the fictional church. She was a church believer in any way. Although it was quite unreasonable and shameful for a god to become a believer of another god, the Goddess of Disorder did not care about this.

She had been a believer of the righteous gods for a long time in the Fifth Epoch. And it was not just her, but also the other reflection gods, such as Foolish, Nameless, Creeping, Premonition, and Mutation. These gods had all served as dogs for the righteous gods. After all, it was normal to kneel down and beg for mercy when one could not win. Moreover, the righteous gods would not only let go of everyone in the villain camp, but would even warn them to be more resolute and kneel slower next time.

Without begging for mercy today, there will be no rebellion tomorrow. All failures and humiliations, even lowly and humble performances, are just for the purpose of enduring to become the winner in the end!

Not to mention that they were here to get the free divine power, so they naturally knelt even faster, and they had no psychological burden at all. According to the Goddess of Disorder, kneeling on the ground and kowtowed three times to the God of Fiction was worthy of the free divine power and prizes.

Thinking about how I could successfully escape from the Sixth Epoch and take away a bunch of game consoles and household appliances, I suddenly felt a sense of pride that I had made a huge profit.

"I can't help it. It was my bad luck to meet an atheist passerby. I can only blame the fact that the Sixth Epoch is too dangerous. Next time, I will learn from my mistakes and not talk to passersby casually."

"Oh, by the way, speaking of learning from failure, isn't there a church here that can increase wisdom?"

The Goddess of Disorder flipped through the lottery guide. Although the people in the local church wanted her to go to the abandoned church to draw the lottery, the Goddess of Disorder was not here to be a city cleaner!

"The guide to the lucky draw of the Church of Thinking, the special prize is IQ +5000! Unlock the entry [Crowdfunding Thinking], which allows you to slow down other people's thinking speed. The more people around you, the faster you think. You can greatly improve your computing power and defeat any faulty computing machine or fictitious network. Isn't this the same as freeloading on the Internet? Wow, a new prize! But the disadvantage is that you can only remember four skills. What does that mean?"

"The first prize is a prop that increases your IQ. It is a fan, with an IQ of +90. It unlocks the entry [Main body prop]. When used with people with low intelligence, it can help dissipate heat and transfer the main body when the brain is overused. But please note that the feathers on the fan will become increasingly bald. This is because the fan will also gradually consume its energy. When the fan is completely consumed, the increased IQ will return to 0."

"Second prize is not bad either. It unlocks the entry [Amazing Wisdom], and the IQ is -90. Although it has become a negative number, I have become smarter for some reason and can see through the essence of many things. At the same time, when I say a certain solution, it will have a certain degree of feasibility. The more people around me believe it, the higher the success rate! What a variant of my power of thinking!"

"Third prize is also good!"

The Goddess of Disorder was completely fascinated by the recharge lottery event of the Church of Thinking. Not only the advanced entries in these lotteries, but also the intermediate entries were equally useful. For example, there was an entry that could identify the dangerousness of passers-by. The Goddess of Disorder felt that she really needed this entry!

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