The World of Evil God game.

"Forget it. Although I don't understand, I will just eliminate you physically. Although physical magic cannot be used in this venue, that is, combat skills are also prohibited, I still have a unique way of killing. I can shoot." The End Mage pulled out his weapon in a rage!

Damn, magic is not such an inconvenient thing! Thermal weapons are much more useful than magic!

The most effective assassination methods are often simple and unpretentious.

However, the Goddess of Disorder had just called the police. In the Kingdom of Steam, the Iron Church responded very quickly, not to mention that the End Mage had caused such a big commotion on the street and randomly cut passers-by, so that some passers-by had only half of their bodies left when they appeared at the door of the church.

Fortunately, it was in the Sixth Epoch, otherwise I would have died.

"He's a stowaway, catch him!"

The mechanical priests arrived quite quickly, and when the End Mage turned around he saw an incredible scene. Those mechanical guys passed directly through the black curtain they created and poured in from outside!

Wait, isn't this right?

When the End Mage saw this scene, he seemed to remember something for a moment, but before he could call out the name of the Supreme God, he was immediately hit by a heavy mechanical punch from the Mechanical Priest and fainted on the spot!

"What are you thinking about all the time, you little wizard? Luckily my mechanical arm was quick, or I would have cast a spell on you!"

"This is Steel Team 3, the suspect has been arrested!"

Next, the Iron Church will interrogate the End Mage, confiscate all his illegal gains and personal property, and send him to the hospital for compulsory detention.

"Wait, how do we deal with these five rounds of Doomsday?"

The Goddess of Disorder called out to the Mechanical Priests. Behind her, the five pale doomsdays were still making futile efforts. They tried to ignite everything in the darkness, but the strange thing was that neither the Goddess of Disorder nor the Mechanical Priests were affected by them.

"Oh, these suns, I'm afraid the hospital can't take them in, and we can't analyze them either. After all, that's not our job. You can call Purgatory to recycle them, and you can make a small profit. Or you can just find an uninhabited planet and release them."

The Mechanical Priest waved his hands, indicating that the Iron Church could not handle such conceptual things. Although this thing was the image of a white dwarf, it seemed to be related to magic in essence. Mechanics and magic were completely different systems.

"As for the damage to the street caused by this suspect, we will find a way to make him compensate you after the interrogation. If he is really afraid that he cannot compensate, we will force him to work on a sewing machine and assign him three attending physicians to perform medical treatment on him to ensure that he will not die from overwork. This will also prevent him from jumping to the Death God's company through the death loophole and escaping supervision."

After they left, the Goddess of Disorder immediately contacted Purgatory and said that she had five high-quality small stars that needed to be dealt with. After the call, she felt like she was crazy.

How come there is a job to recycle stars?

How could this huge celestial body that illuminates the entire world be compressed to the height of a single building and be completely recycled? What is the purpose of recycling this thing? Could Purgatory be building a star ring?

Forget it, since we live in the Sixth Epoch, we have to adapt to the Sixth Epoch’s lifestyle. Anyway, the recycling price in Purgatory is still pretty good!

"Well, but based on my experience, once something dangerous happens, it will definitely not end easily!" The Goddess of Disorder looked around after hanging up the phone. Although there was only damage to the buildings on the street, and she heard people talking about it, saying that soon an architect would take the order and come to rebuild. Of course, the architects had to duel among themselves before grabbing the order, so the reconstruction work would probably not start until tomorrow.

At present, it seems that only buildings have been damaged. As for the unlucky passers-by who were cut off, they will soon be resurrected and come back. However, the peaceful scene hides unknown dangers. The Goddess of Disorder thought of her previous experience in the Land of Mages and could not help but feel a little palpitated. She immediately called the City Hall again, claiming that she had been attacked and asked to go back to the hospital for vacation.

About half an hour after the Goddess of Disorder fled back to the hospital, void fluctuations appeared in a dark alley on the street, and a brand new End Mage once again came to this era through time warp.

"This is number 9, I have arrived and I feel good."

"Confirmed that the information record of the contemporary end-user No. 3 has arrived in Stardew Valley and is currently lurking and ready to assassinate Fate at any time."

"No. 4 entered the Adventurer's Guild; No. 5 monitored the time fluctuations and searched for the historical coordinates of the Time Saint and the Grand Mage; No. 6 entered the Alchemist Association; No. 7 arrived at the City of Mysticism and was looking for the Four Heavenly Kings."

"No. 8 is near the fictitious church and is tampering with information to forge a large number of negative reviews in order to interfere with the business of the fictitious church."

"No. 1 and No. 2 failed in their attempts to assassinate the Goddess of Disorder and the Dean, but it doesn't matter. We have learned from our previous failures and we will definitely succeed this time."

"According to historical records, the target has already fled to the hospital. Haha, she would never have thought that through the future we changed, even if she failed, she could still look up the corresponding files in our historical records, and these files would instantly display the subsequent content."

"As long as we continue to intervene and try and fail, we will definitely be able to achieve our goal."

The End Mage turned his wizard robe inside out, and the horribly rotten black robe began to turn into a doctor's white coat. When the End Mage put on the white robe, his appearance and identity also changed.

Hospital, God of War Medical Order.

In just a few moments, the End Mage No. 9, disguised as the attending physician, arrived here without being discovered by any hospital staff.

Perfect historical insertion, the End Mages are well aware that everything in the past is subject to variables, this is the "unclear point of history", and history often records a large number of important and minor figures, while passers-by and ordinary people are omitted.

Perhaps at that time, people could use identity cards or information entry to ensure that every individual life would be registered. However, in the distant future, these records would have long been "blurred."

By reverse inputting from the future to the past, a completely new identity can be created in the desired era, and this magic is also a derivative and variant of malicious magic.

The concept of malice is very broad, like a bottomless Pandora's box. Once it is opened, there is no telling what terrible consequences it will cause.

All living things have a subconscious, passive malice towards their surroundings, which may come from some subconscious alienation and disgust, or it may be due to caution, exploration, and indifference towards unknown things.

This malice caused people to not care about anything except themselves. History began to become confused in this indifference and gradually lost its original appearance. Even if the most advanced divine arts, technology, and magic were used to record it, there would eventually be gaps and places that could not be remembered.

And these are often supposed to be the domain of fictional gods.

A person who appeared out of nowhere sounds more like some kind of ghost story. The End Mage No. 9 entered the hospital. Since he had obtained a non-existent identity, he also fully understood the daily work that this identity should do.

He began to observe around the hospital and determined the route. He first bypassed the common areas such as the consultation room and blood test room where the attending physicians stayed. There were usually many patients in the hospital, and it was unknown whether they were really rich or were forced to come in.

Passing through the common area in front and walking upstairs step by step, on the third floor, Mage No. 9 saw a platform that should not appear here at all. He remembered that the hospital had only 5 floors when viewed from the outside, and there was no subsequent area, but on the third floor, there was an extra wide platform, which appeared abruptly like a barrier. At the same time, a long corridor appeared behind the platform on the third floor, which seemed to lead to a new building.

Containment zone, this word appeared in the memory of Mage No. 9 along with the forged identity of a virtual doctor.

The hospital has a unique structure above the 3rd floor. Ordinary patients cannot see the platform, nor can they enter the 4th and 5th floors. Passing through the platform and the strange corridor opposite will lead them into a dangerous world that is completely different from ordinary people's cognition. There are special patients and some special dormitory rooms.

"Historical record updated. The temporary residence of the Goddess of Disorder. There should be a corresponding dormitory in the hospital's containment area. The platform on the third floor seems to have been folded in space. It is not yet confirmed whether it was created by the God of War."

"But, after all, we are only taking in some abnormal mortals and demigods. No matter how weird something is, it cannot compare to us. Let them see the power from the end of the universe."

Mage No. 9 walked into the containment area and passed through the unlit corridor. He had just arrived at the special space and had not had time to find the location of the dormitory when he bumped into an open portal.

There was a blind mortal inside, his hair looked like wisps of mist or silk thread. He walked out of the door and looked at Mage No. 9 who was knocking on the door.

"I'm sorry, you know."

"I do not know."

Before Wizard No. 9 could finish his words, he was interrupted by this blind and foolish man. As he said that he didn't know the word, Wizard No. 9 suddenly felt his consciousness become hazy, as if all his thoughts and memories were almost pulled out!

This frightened him so much that he took a step back, his face full of disbelief. Being wary of the unknown, he tried to stay away from this mortal. However, when he walked to the next room, Mage No. 9 suddenly heard someone talking in his mind.

"I saw your memory. I am your father. You like to curse and crawl on the ground like a dog."

The End Mage came back to his senses and found himself lying on the ground. A ghost in the room laughed excitedly. After seeing that the End Mage returned to normal in an instant, the ghost asked strangely:

"Huh? How did you change back so quickly?"

This made the End Mage furious!

"The ghost who tampered with the memory has indeed seen similar historical records. Damn it, how dare you play tricks on me!"

He was about to push the door open to teach this ghost of the past a lesson, but he heard a whisper coming from the next room:

"You are a member of a secret society, am I right? I can hear the universe echoing in you."

The End Mage No. 9 was startled. He hurried to the next room, but did not speak immediately. The man inside continued to bewitch:

"I can help you establish a new secret organization in this era. You only need to pay a small price. I can guarantee that you will gain power you have never imagined."

"I do not know."

At some point, the blind and foolish man came to the door, and with his words, the original bewitching voice disappeared instantly, and even the excited ghost next door fell to the ground and fainted, falling silent on the spot.

After the blind and foolish man finished speaking, he began to walk around the door of each room. At this time, Mage No. 9 also realized that although this guy was a patient, he seemed to have the job of making rounds. Each room seemed to contain things that the patient himself could hardly understand, but as long as the blind man walked over and said a word, the room would immediately become quiet.

"No, historical records show that the people contained here are probably just some abnormal mortals and demigods. Are these things considered mortals?!"

"Mortal, isn't it 'ordinary and ordinary people', but 'people who transcend mortal understanding'?"

In the future of the end, the end mages embraced the warp and fully mastered malicious magic. There were no mortals at the end of the universe in that timeline, so the end mages never thought that mortals would have such a strange definition!

No, do the passers-by on the street have similar skills?

"Historical record updated. The mortals in the containment zone are a little too dangerous! What is the source of their power? It's completely unclear!"

"It's not divine power, nor do I feel the fluctuation of magic power. It's not an element, nor a natural force. It's related to thinking, but it doesn't seem to be that strong."

"Historical records show that mortals were originally just secondary derivatives of the curse of the ancient gods. Even the ancient gods were defeated by our End Mage. How could these mortals have the power to surpass the ancient gods?"

"The historical records have been updated. I should immediately go find the dormitory of the Goddess of Disorder to avoid any complications."

"Avoid. Oh, history update! Look what I found! It's the roster!"

Mage No. 9 looked around and didn't see any other attending physicians. Only the blind man was patrolling everywhere. He immediately started looking through the roster:

"The chaotic, foolish, and unknown person, the spirit of the past, the extreme phenomenonist, the terrifying temperature person, the writing lover, not a knight, the self-proclaimed god, the copy-and-paste person, the beheaded princess, the exiled friend, the disaster follower, the preacher, the target man, the hero mentor, the determinist."

The End Mage saw the brief content behind each person. The code names of the first ones showed that they were not normal people, but the last few, especially the Hero Mentor, had such a decent name, and it was also marked that "he can wholesale create heroes and quickly let them realize their mission, the price is the death of both parents and bankruptcy, and the heroes created by this will cause considerable trouble."

End Mage No. 9 pondered for a moment.

"What about people who are orphans and bankrupt?"