The World of Evil God game.

The starting point of the space train, the volcano messenger and the God of light and shadow are all here!

"Where's the duty room? I have such a big duty room!"

The God of Light and Shadow spread his hands, and because he was too excited, his silhouette began to split and became somewhat impossible to look at directly. The silhouette that originally had a clear shape turned into a huge, violently wriggling shadow, truly explaining what it meant to be - angry to the point of blurring!

"I see. To be honest, the Eternal Messenger doesn't have much presence. So, you're treating the Eternal Messenger as a departure station attendant, using his characteristics to keep the trains on time and running smoothly, right?"

The Messenger of Volcano found it unbelievable, but then he thought that the Messenger of Ashes was also burning the boiler, so this kind of thing was not so outrageous!

"Ah!!!" The shadow arms on the God of Light and Shadow turned into more than a dozen, his body expanded several times, and he was so angry that he was about to fly!

"His resignation caused problems for all trains. Now a lot of people are claiming compensation from me. All the money I worked so hard to earn from making these movies is going to be lost!"

"And even if you resign, why did you wipe out the duty room? Did the duty room irritate you? What about the important documents inside?"

"The God who was born evil created the God, and I will do it myself!"

The God of Light and Shadow clenched his fists with all his arms, and it was obvious that he was eager to find someone to fight with right there and then!

The Eternal Messenger was a messenger he created, but problems arose from the moment he was created, and it remained in a stuck state. However, the divinity of God creating God was still successfully created.

The reason for the freezing is unknown, and the reason for the sudden startup is even more unclear. It is impossible that there is a problem with the technology of creating gods, which led to the "delayed birth"!

"Hey! Maybe this star map drawn by the God of Birth can help us."

The Volcano Messenger pulled open the draft star map. As for the God of Birth, the big golden egg said that it had to stay in the Steam Kingdom to handle activities, so it could not follow the Volcano Messenger to look for the Eternal Messenger. After all, this job did not make any money and was completely voluntary labor.

Although the revival of the Eternal Messenger caused anomalies in some worlds in the universe, for the entire universe, these worlds with abnormal conditions are still too few and do not affect the state of the God of Birth at all.

The God of Light and Shadow shrunk his body and began to study the star map with the Volcano Messenger. They found that the last place the Eternal Messenger jumped should be the Meteor World.

"Oh, I forgot, this guy was a wizard before he became a god!"

The God of Light and Shadow clapped his hands and said, "He is the last descendant of the original elves. Because his bloodline was polluted, he does not have many characteristics of the original elves. He has lost his immortal clay body. At first, he studied at the Warrior Academy and became a mentor. Later, he served as the chairman of the council and the minister of knowledge in the [Tower Kingdom Randir] in the Meteor World."

Volcano Messenger: "【Tower Kingdom Randir】? You are talking about the long-destroyed High Tower Kingdom, right? The civil war among mages led to the destruction of that kingdom, and the various disasters caused by the High Tower Faction promoted the rise of the Academy Faction. That must have happened a long time ago."

God of Light and Shadow: "As expected of a God-created God who is always active and almost awake! He even remembers such a small thing!"

"I have forgotten how that kingdom perished. There are so many countries that have perished in the universe. Sometimes, in a world, more than 70 countries would perish in a hundred years. I can't even remember all their names!"

Volcano Messenger: "Of course I remember, because the king of that country later used a magic teleportation array to escape to a distant planet in outer space. He said he would come back and take back power, but the life of that planet was over, so I blew it up."

God of Light and Shadow: ".This death is too dramatic."

The volcano messenger shrugged and said, "We don't need to talk about that dead man. In short, the demise of the Tower Kingdom was caused by a combination of various factors. As one of the three origins of the Tower Wizards, this ancient country was created by a huge magical meteor falling on the earth. It was once one of the holy places that the ancient wizards yearned for."

"What do we do now?"

Volcano Messenger: "Although his last stop was in the Meteor World, there was no abnormality there. I'm afraid he has already left."

The God of Light and Shadow waved his hand. His anger had not subsided yet, and he had decided to use terrible means to deal with this guy who voluntarily resigned!

"The Eternal Messenger must have gone to the Meteor World to retrieve the historical memory of the Tower Kingdom. After all, the best time in his heart should be the time when he served as the Minister of Knowledge!"

"But I don't know much about that period of history. I don't have time to remember these tedious things. Normally, I need to ask the God of Narration to look up the historical records of that time, but this is too troublesome!"

"Sometimes the gods can actively block God's observation, because they are the half of our God. It's like I covered my own eyes. This kind of thing has happened before. I remember that the messenger of blessing did this before, blocking the observation of the cursed God."

"But he thought that this little trick could hide from my detection? Once I get angry, I won't be as easy to talk to as cursing God!"

"This time he left his post without permission and caused astronomical losses to my Space Train Company. All of this will be deducted from his future salary!"

The volcano messenger was surprised:

"I thought he was just a figurine or a sculpture. Does he get paid for just sitting there doing nothing?"

Light and Shadow God: "No, the full name of his salary is 'assets handed over by migrant workers', which means that I don't pay him a salary, but all the assets he earns outside must be handed over to me, and he must pay to work."

Volcano Messenger: “?”

The silhouette of the God of Light and Shadow's face squirmed, indicating that his emotions were fluctuating violently. He immediately started surfing the Internet and tagged two IDs that frightened the gods!

"God of coloring, God of strategy! I want to pay. Please help me check the browsing history of this character (picture)!"

"Yes, I want all the browsing history! And please help me extract the keywords! Make it public!"

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The great ice world of Yegara, the snowy forest.

Archmage Shay was cleaning the farm. He used magic to sweep away the accumulated snow, piled it up, and made a giant snowman. The rocks and dead tree trunks were also sorted and piled in a corner, revealing a large area of ​​fertile land.

Since his return, his fellow frost elves living in distant areas seemed to have noticed his return, and recently some elven rangers appeared in the depths of the snow forest.

Shay didn't plan to care about them. After all, even if they didn't know each other, their races should be recognizable. At most, they would just think of him as a weirdo living alone. What was important now was to organize the farm and develop its characteristics.

And Shay suddenly had an inspiration.

That was something he had eaten a long time ago, one of the craftsmanship left by his grandfather.

When the elven rangers arrived nearby with a suspicious attitude, they saw that Shay had built a small house and hung a sign on the window.

"Ice cream, 10 silver coins per serving."

Ariel is one of the rangers of the Snow Forest, which has been a holy place for the frost elves since ancient times.

With the development of the times, the frost elves relied on the snowy forests to continuously expand outward, and eventually formed several kingdoms around them. After more than a thousand years, the kingdoms began to develop, prosper, and their ambitions expanded, eventually triggering a war that lasted for two thousand years.

Until several kingdoms fell into decline and the Snow Forest was destroyed by them, some people repented and prepared to protect this holy land. Then, in the long ten thousand years, several kingdoms disappeared, collapsed, and merged.

The Forest Rangers, to which Ariel belongs, are an ancient organization left behind by the founders of several kingdoms before they left the forest. They are witnesses to the entire history of these kingdoms.

The holy land of origin is off-limits to outsiders, not even our own people, in order to prevent further destruction of the forest.

To this end, they put up cordons and banners, and actively contacted the outside world in a very progressive manner, purchasing a large number of powerful weapons.

Frost elves are not rigid. If they were, they would not have walked out of the forest to expand outward. This is in stark contrast to another group of "Platinum Elves" who appear active but are actually quite conservative.

Now, the holy land is facing some potential crises. Someone in the external kingdom is trying to take away this holy land and forcibly transform it. This makes the rangers of the holy land very angry, so a small-scale armed conflict occurs.

At this point in time, any unexpected appearance would make them quite sensitive, after all, this world has already closed its doors to tourists.

"I sensed a familiar scent of frost elves in that farm hut, that's right."

Ariel's clever nose moved, sniffing the cold air and confirming Shay's race. As soon as she spoke, the other rangers around her breathed a sigh of relief, and the fingers on the machine gun triggers also relaxed.

They approached the farmhouse and then saw the sign Shay had put up.

ice cream?

"Hey, tired young elves, do you want a loaf? This is food from ten thousand years ago."

Shay sat by the window and waved to the ranger team.

Without waiting for the ranger team to ask any questions, Shay revealed his entire origins. After learning that the other party was an ancient wizard who had left this world and went to the nearby Frost Forest World to guard the abyss, the ranger team let out a low cry of surprise!

".You said you were the great wizard guarding the abyss, but how could you leave the ancient tower?"

"Find someone to take over. You don't think my butt is welded to the top of the tower." Shay said helplessly.

Ariel looked a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Archmage, but these are sensitive times, so we have to..." Then she saw the spaceship parked not far away. The shocking rune craftsmanship proved Shay's identity.

After the two sides got to know each other better, the forest rangers finally let down their guard. They tentatively bought Shay's ice cream and tried to eat it.

The young frost elves showed expressions of surprise that had never appeared before!

"I thought this was snow!"

Sorbet is also known as ice cream, which has a soft and delicate texture and melts in the mouth. Ariel fell in love with this food after just a few bites, but the great wizard in front of her said that this food has existed in this world ten thousand years ago?

But, they don’t know at all.

Shay noticed the puzzled expressions of the forest rangers and just smiled slightly, then felt a little disappointed.

Many of the elves of the past are no longer with us, and along with them many traditional things have also disappeared. Those short-lived species will lament the changes in the past thirty years, let alone the elves who are long-lived and can live for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

Due to the influence of their environment, frost elves inherently crave progress and change, unlike their fellow subspecies living in deep forests or beautiful lands, who do not seek any changes for thousands of years. This also leads to the history of frost elves being a history of the birth of new things and the demise of old things.

"Thank you, we will come again." Ariel thanked Shay. Before leaving, they looked back every few steps, looking at the sign with ice cream reluctantly. Shay saw that the food he revived from the past was successful again in his hometown, and his mind became active.

"Perhaps, I should really make this a specialty snack here, one of the specialties of our farm, an ancient ice cream from the past. It sounds like an expired product."

He did it as soon as he thought of it. He squatted in the shabby hut left by his grandfather and searched the Internet for how to promote products in the ice and snow world. After all, this was his first time doing such a thing. As a result, all the search results were promotional links of the God of Winter.

"How much did the God of Winter give to the Fictional Church for promotion? What kind of freezing spray is this? Who would buy it?"

"Oh my god, why are the sales so high? Who is buying these things?"

Although some products seem meaningless, since they have customers, it means there is a market for them.

Shay saw someone leaving a message below, claiming to be a "rainforest elf."

[We rainforest elves don’t know what winter is in the tropical world. Thanks to the ice cold spray, I know what winter feels like. It’s so cool. ]

In addition to the rainforest elves, there are also.

[When the machine is overheated, just spray it and it will cool down immediately. This thing is pretty good, but sometimes it can easily freeze my colleagues. But fortunately, we are demons and are not afraid of ice. ]

This buyer is a demon from purgatory.

Oh, it turns out that the residents of the high-fever world are buying these things.

But the God of Winter was already selling it, so my sales of the same product would definitely not be as good as his. Not to mention that there was only one person on my farm, while the God of Winter probably had the entire church helping him produce.

Shay searched the Internet for a long time and suddenly saw a promotion.

[Fictional Supermarket is looking for franchisees. If you have special products, come and join us! ]

Outside the dilapidated cottage.

The Eternal Shadow stood up from the ground with difficulty. It had no thickness and was closer to the image of a silhouette than the God of Light and Shadow. And he was now about to do something big!

"I won't make a mistake this time. Adjust your divine power and begin covering this snowy forest!"

"Come back, retrieve that eternal and beautiful moment from your past memories, and freeze it to replace this useless and ugly era now!"

Under the amplitude of his divine power, countless unprecedented crops began to emerge in the fertile land. Those crops from memory would never wither. They were frozen in eternity and extracted from Shay's memory.

If you want to build an ideal heaven, you must first build an ideal mortal world, from humans to saints to demigods to gods to God. No step can be missed and a solid foundation must be laid!

"So, this change will be gradual. You will find yourself building step by step, getting closer to the ideal moment in your memory. First, the house will return to its original appearance, and then the land will grow a good harvest of ancient crops. That beautiful moment."

"Harvest? Where is the harvest? Oh, there is a harvest here! It's mine!"

A sudden voice appeared in front of Eternal Shadow, and when Eternal Shadow lowered his head, he found that all the ancient crops he extracted from Shay's memory had disappeared, leaving only a phantom looming!