The World of Evil God game.

In the game world of "Dark God".

The Sacrifice Church organized a large number of players to start a carpet sweep of the coordinates provided by Dog Brother and the surrounding areas. Hundreds of blasphemers gathered in the ruins of this city, and moved in small teams among the ruins of the destroyed civilization!

The female knight whose real name is "Spark". Spark is the ID name given to her by the Goddess of Disorder.

But in her own recollection, this ID might have been given to her by her non-existent parents or adoptive mother? Anyway, the fictional world will automatically fill in these backgrounds. For the God of Fiction, it is normal to fabricate some empty mothers for fictional lives.

After she defeated Dog Brother yesterday, she couldn't hold on and lost consciousness, but somehow, when she woke up, she was no longer at the coordinate point where the battle took place, but had moved out of thin air to a sturdy and tall fortress.

The fortress was filled with autonomous octopus-like robots, but they were all broken down on the ground, emitting electric light with a crackling sound.

Sparks shook his head, and some memories of this place gradually came to his mind.

In the world view, the city ruins here were left by an initial civilization that fought against the ancient gods. As expected, this civilization was destroyed by the ancient gods, but their surface defense technology has reached a very high level. These automatic counterattack mechanical units are one of the highest crystallizations of their civilization.

After all, not all initial civilizations can grow to the level of Paradise Civilization. Many of them died or were destroyed in the process of madly upgrading the technology tree to fight against the ancient gods. But those cities are still left behind, and the blasphemers passing by here will involuntarily enter here and start licking the maps and picking up garbage.

Yes, he had been participating in the "large-scale counterattack against the ancient gods", but he accidentally learned part of the truth about the "blasphemer". Then, for some reason, an impulse arose in his body. Immediately afterwards, he followed this impulse in a daze and some rage and came to the ruins of the city, where he met those guys marked as "Death Gods" and the strange blasphemer who was wearing a dog mask and jumping around.

"Ugh! That guy is really awesome. Luckily I'm better than him!"

Sparks recalled the heroic figure of Dog Brother. Well, although that dog head looked extremely funny, it had to be said that the opponent's fighting skills were simply superb. Every attack of his would be accurately deflected and then executed, not to mention that guy could seamlessly switch weapons during the battle, and continuously jumped and chopped him until he was bleeding all over the ground!

Such a powerful blasphemer actually abandoned his ideals and beliefs and participated in this god hunting operation in order to obtain the blessings of other gods. Although the action was correct, its starting point was extremely wrong!

Sparks was suddenly filled with despair. Such a powerful man had become a running dog of God. How many blasphemers had betrayed their own ideals!

The running dog of the God of Hope, the God of Hope! What a high-sounding name of God!

Fortunately, fortunately her strength was still strong enough. The extremely powerful dog-headed blasphemer who seemed invincible was defeated by her last sword and disappeared from the world on the spot. Although the circumstances of his disappearance were very strange at that time, she was sure that the sword did burn him before he disappeared!

Sparks couldn't help but clench his fists, and green flames burned quietly on his palms. This strange power from the unknown dream world (actually the real world) helped him in the critical moment. If it weren't for this flame, he would have been defeated!

Looking around again, the scrapped octopus autonomous machines were motionless, with sword marks of varying depths on them. Most of the machines were cut open by the swords and exploded, with sparks all over the ground. He wondered secretly, could it be that after losing consciousness, he went crazy and walked here, and then was attacked by these machines, so he destroyed these machines while he was unconscious?

Oh, and what about those Grim Reapers?

Sparks walked out of the closed and sturdy room. The door was not locked. But the moment she left the room, an impulse of death suddenly emerged in her heart!

But unlike the first impulse, this impulse was vigorous and powerful, and without any pain.

Some low whispers lingered around her, and then the shadows of the twelve Grim Reapers appeared beside her. However, they were different from the first time they were seen. Now, green flames were emitting from the bodies of these twelve Grim Reapers!

The disordered green flame assimilated the states of the twelve Death Gods, and after burning them, turned them into slaves of sparks. This was simply unacceptable to the Death Gods!

"Who are you? Why can you control us?"

A Grim Reaper with green fire wrapped around his body asked this question. They were enslaved by the green fire and could only follow the sparks now. The feeling of being deprived of freedom was quite uncomfortable. Fortunately, the mind of the Grim Reaper was not so easy to destroy. Except for the God of Death, no other death force could "make the Grim Reaper die again."

Although the ancient gods of death are the least prestigious and most disorganized camp among the four competing death perspectives, they are ultimately one of the four major death perspectives, and their own nature will not be so easily tampered with by the power from the Fifth Epoch!

Sparks was even more shocked. After realizing that these twelve Grim Reapers were passively controlled by her, she looked a little surprised. But before she could say "I don't need you, get out of here!", the Grim Reapers spoke first!

"I don't know what strange magic a mortal like you used, but the situation has become like this now. No matter what, I want to thank you for saving us from the kobold's leap."

"After a day and night of intense discussion among the twelve Death Gods, we have decided to unilaterally crown you as our common saint. Feel honored, you are the first Saint of the Death God born in the original universe, and you are also the chosen one of the twelve gods!"

The ancient gods of death were quite shameless and said even more shameless words.

Sparks was stunned for a moment: "Oh, thank you then."

"Bah! Damn, I really want to thank you! Who cares about the title of Saint? Besides, aren't you all under my control now? How dare you crown me a Saint!"

"I am a blasphemer! Do you understand the Common Language?"

An ancient death god holding a broken long sword spread his hands and said, "What's wrong with blasphemers? You are going to kill those gods anyway, whether they are ancient gods or ordinary gods. Even us, you are going to kill, kill, kill, don't you?"

"If a god is killed, he will die. At least on the surface he will appear dead. If he is not dead, he can wait at the opponent's resurrection point and kill him repeatedly to refresh the value of his death. How great is that."

"Moreover, the other blasphemers have become lackeys of the gods and have abandoned their ideals. Aren't you going to purge them too?"

"Aren't your interests the same as ours? We don't want to be captured for no reason, and you have to clean them up. We are friends in the same camp!"

Sparks was fooled and stood there in a daze for a while, and the twelve Death Gods began to give her all kinds of strange titles, such as "The Right-Handed Man of Death", "The Queen of Ablation", and "Princess of Death". However, the excited naming process of these Death Gods was soon interrupted by Sparks who had come to her senses!

"Shut up! You despicable gods of death! You want me to be your blade and glove? Let me help you reap the lives and souls of this world? You got it wrong. I don't kill enemies for you. I kill to free my life from shackles and suffering, not for you filthy gods of death!"

"So, are you really the God of Death?"

After Sparks cursed for a while, he felt something was wrong.

How come there are so many gods of death?

The ancient gods of death immediately began to explain, saying that their different birth times led to different divisions of labor, just like among the evil gods who resisted the ancient gods, there were many who seemed to have overlapping functions.

"Okay, I get it. Stop praising me. Now let's..."

He was interrupted before he could finish his sentence!

"Saint, now is the time for you to contribute!"

The Death Gods suddenly spoke in unison: "The Blasphemer army has already reached the outside of the fortress, quickly use your invincible assimilation green fire to think of a solution!"

"We don't want to be taken away as prizes!"