The World of Evil God game.

Because he was cut so harshly, the Dawn Devil couldn't remember anything. When the little girl finished carving a certain part of the soul, she would always exclaim and ask the Dawn Devil if that was him.

"I do not know."

This is a high-quality answer.

Of course, in the process of soul carving, the little girl also saw more incomprehensible things, which did not seem like Dawn Devil’s own life, so that the little girl began to have some doubts about the snakeman client in front of her.

Scholars who fight for their ideals and finally sacrifice their lives; heroes who sacrifice themselves to complete their missions; saviors who do whatever it takes to achieve their goals; conspirators who scheme against others for the sake of gaining benefits; leaders who fall to extremes in order to achieve justice; betrayers who sell out their friends to fulfill their desires; ambitious people who incite the masses to riot; fanatics who abandon their souls for knowledge; dark knights who turn to dust to witness glory

Among these people there are great ones, despicable ones, and those who are difficult to evaluate. So many lives are gathered in the same soul, which reminds the little girl of a legend about the immortality of the soul.

Although she didn't know why she knew this legend.

There was such a story in the "world" where I lived before.

Because the hero defeated the monster, his soul was blessed by the gods and became immortal. He was constantly reborn as different people. Eventually, the original soul was contaminated by endless desires, gradually lost its original ideals, and finally lost its humanity and turned into a monster.

In the end, people who listened to the story realized that the previous monster was also a hero who had lost his ideals.

"It seems that you have experienced a very remarkable life, many lives. Your soul is indeed as colorful and magnificent as you said."

"You have a lot of knowledge and experience, but I don't think anyone can bear your memories."

"But I can't find your original ideal in these souls. Perhaps you can think about it carefully."

The little girl didn't expect that the snake man in front of her had not boasted before. At the same time, there was a subconscious thought in her mind telling her that as long as she could carve out the soul of the snake man in front of her, she could achieve a certain important goal.

The Dawn Devil could feel the changes in his own soul. The little girl's skills were amazing. She dug out all the memories that had been forgotten, even the Common People Devil himself had never discovered.

In the process, Dawn Devil gradually began to remember his own identity.

"Something seemed to have told me about the infinite spirit and the perfect soul," the Dawn Devil muttered to himself, and suddenly a voice came out from beside him:

"What infinite spirit and perfect soul? How can there be such things in the universe? You are fantasizing again. My friend, you have to face the reality. Many things are false!"

"But it's a good thing you don't have the beautiful dream of becoming a god. There are many people in this universe who have gone crazy and said that they have become gods. I told them to stop fantasizing, but they didn't believe me and insisted on slapping me in the face."

An ordinary-looking mortal came here. He was beaten badly, but he was still able to move freely. Even the amnesiac Dawn Devil was shocked after seeing this. He searched his past "lives" in his mind to see if he had suffered similar injuries. In the end, he came to the conclusion that -

"Who are you? You should go to the hospital for your injuries. What are you doing here? And you are not dead?"

The Dawn Devil looked at the human in front of him in shock. This guy had so many holes on his body that they could be used as shower heads, and yet he was still standing here bragging to him with all his confidence!

Dawn Devil: "Are you a god?"

Extreme atheist: "How can I be God? Do I look like God? There is no God in this world."

The Dawn Devil began to speculate: "But the injuries on your body. From what I remember, even a god can't wander around with such injuries, right?"

Extreme Atheist: "Injuries? These are just some common injuries. Do you think they are serious injuries? They are not fatal."

The Dawn Devil looked at the other person's body that was stabbed like a shower head and fell into deep thought again.

This...isn't this injury fatal?

I wonder if there was any abnormality in my soul during the process of carving it, which led to the auditory hallucinations.

"Besides, hospitals are very dangerous places. The doctors in the hospital have been brainwashed by those money-swindling missionaries. They shout every day that there is a god in the hospital. In particular, there was a burly doctor who forcibly kidnapped me and beat me. He said it was a treatment method used by the God of War and that he was the God of War. I just laughed it off and told him that there was no God in the world, and then he punched me."

"The hospital is full of violent people like this. They not only beat me but also took my wallet. Last time, I met a woman in a raincoat who borrowed hundreds of thousands of gold coins from my account. If I meet her again, I will definitely punch her! But she agrees with me that there is no God in the world, which is commendable."

"What about you? Your infinite spirit and perfect body, are they a lie from some third-rate liar who claims to be a god? Never mind, let me help you get rid of the hypnosis. Oh no, the deception! There are too many liars in the Sixth Epoch, you must be careful in your daily life!"

The extreme atheist's words suddenly made Dawn Devil's instinct alert, and an inexplicable sense of crisis instantly filled his heart, as if countless subconscious minds were shouting at the same time - don't respond to the other person!

But he was really curious about how this guy in front of him, who had been stabbed like a shower head, ended up like this.

"You your body"

The Dawn Devil couldn't suppress his curiosity!

The extreme atheist looked at his body and waved his hand.

"Oh no! This was all caused by those liars and lunatics who claim to be gods. The crazy doctor in the hospital insisted on putting me in a circular area, saying that many gods would come to help me recover and face reality. I thought he was simply sick, and then I waited for a long time but no one came. Later I saw the crazy doctor, and he said that it was because the people in front were too powerful and stopped them all!"

"When I heard that, I was like, wow, they put me in the very back seat, but those liars who claim to be gods can't even get past the security guards in front. It's really hilarious! I also asked around and found out that the people in front are all my acquaintances. They were all taken to the hospital by that crazy doctor. Some of them are my neighbors next to my room, but they have bad tempers. I usually visit them and talk with them, but they always say some nonsense."

"What? You can hear the voice of the universe? The temperature goes up and down? You can survive by cutting off your head. I told them to stop fantasizing. How can they just fantasize and not accept reality? Can you hear the voice of the universe? The temperature is just right. Why adjust it? Besides, he doesn't have the remote control for the air conditioner."

"There was also a person who survived being beheaded. But this friend was very friendly, so I just smiled. How could anyone survive being beheaded in this world? She said she was beheaded by a supernatural force and she even claimed to be a princess. I told her that a princess was a noble and no one could cut off her head. Besides, if she was so powerful, why would her head be cut off? Later, I turned around and found that her head was actually attached. She even said thank you to me. I said you're welcome. I just relieved her of her fantasy. She should be a good person and stop fantasizing in the future."

"Then I thought she was cute, so I asked her if she could be my girlfriend. She told me that I was a good person, and I immediately realized the reality. I couldn't have such a cute girlfriend. But her hysteria was still a bit serious. In fact, even if we became friends, she would probably break up with me, so I gave up."

"Ah, back to the circular venue. I stayed inside and waited until I was tired and fell asleep. Then a group of challengers who claimed to be gods came in and asked me to show them my special skills. I was stunned when I heard that. I didn't have any special skills. These people came up to me with weapons and wanted to attack me, while shouting that they were gods. Now I got excited."

"I said they were not gods, and then they screamed, and then they hit me even harder, saying something like divine punishment. When I heard that, this level of output was also called divine punishment, I laughed at them. That's how I got stabbed into this state. That crazy doctor even told me to go to the hospital for treatment, and I just laughed it off, saying that the treatment at MD Hospital was a lie, and that this minor injury would heal on its own after a while. That guy must have set his eyes on my wallet."

"By the way, little girl, I want to carve my soul. Although I didn't plan to come at first, that crazy doctor forced me to come. I wanted to resist, but his fist hurt me for some reason. Moreover, he called himself the God of War and Recovery. I said he was not a god, and he cursed at me and said it was none of my business. Then he punched me and sent me flying."

The little girl also listened to the extreme atheist's chattering in a daze, until he stopped talking for a while, then she had the chance to speak:

"Are you also recommended by the God of War and Resurrection like those great mortals before you? But I feel that your soul seems to be complete, not broken. Do you have any ideals?"

The extreme atheist stroked his chin and said, "Ideal? I don't have any ideals. And let me emphasize that the crazy doctor is not a god."

The little girl was a little confused: "But those great mortals before came here because their ideals were shattered. That's what the God of War and Restoration said."

The extreme atheist waved his hand and said, "Hey! Those guys are just too delusional. They fantasize about time every day. They always think they are special and have unique powers. Then they make up a heroic and fearless past for themselves. In fact, as long as they face the reality, they will know that the broken soul is nonsense!"

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"But you actually believed the nonsense those people and the crazy doctor said, little girl, I think your skills are not right! Speaking of soul carving, although I recognize the existence of souls, the skill of carving souls sounds like a lie! It's like those necromancers who say they can resurrect the dead and turn them into skeletons and zombies to attack people, but in fact it's just a magic trick, just ordinary puppet control technology. Give me a remote control box and I can do it too!"

The extreme atheist began to influence the people around him. The little girl suddenly felt that her memory of the soul carving technique had become a little fuzzy. Fortunately, she was just an incarnation. Under the influence of the Dreamless Messenger's real body, this trance feeling quickly recovered.

She shook her head to get rid of the strange feeling of discomfort, and looked at the extreme atheist with some apology:

"But the soul of this snake man has not been carved yet. He has too many souls, so you have to wait for a while."

"Ah? His total soul volume is a lot, how many can it be?" The extreme atheist looked at the Dawn Devil and began to speculate, and the Dawn Devil also said:

"For some reason, there are so many lives and memories in my soul. The little girl told me that before I lost my memory, I seemed to have said that my life was magnificent."

"Then you also have hallucinations!" The extreme atheist waved his hand again, and then confidently gave himself a thumbs up: "For people like you, I have a hundred ways to help you get rid of those fantasies. Tell me what the symptoms of those fantasies are?"

The Dawn Devil began to tell the extreme atheist about the lives he perceived in his soul. The extreme atheist listened with a hum, then suddenly clapped his hands:

"There is no such scholar who devotes himself to his ideals. You are just fantasizing about becoming such a scholar. Because the so-called act of devoting oneself to one's ideals deeply touched you, you put yourself in that situation!"

"Think about yourself carefully, what is your culture?"

Dawn Devil was stunned: "I don't know, but I seem to have had several degrees in my life."

Extreme atheist: “Then you have degree delusion!”

According to the extreme atheist's explanation, in the soul of the Dawn Devil, the figure and memory of the scholar quickly faded, and at the same time, it seemed that a part of the power began to be lost, corresponding to the disappearance of the scholar's knowledge and power, but the Dawn Devil felt a sense of relief in his soul!

Dawn Devil: "Huh? I can't remember anything about that great scholar!"

Extreme atheist: "Right! I said that what you said is pure fantasy!"

The amnesiac Dawn Devil now felt as if there were many voices shouting in his heart, warning him not to continue talking, but now the Dawn Devil only felt that these voices were quite noisy!

It would be best if they all disappeared!

The Dawn Devil was a little excited: "I always hear some strange voices, constantly urging and calling me, and saying something about showing the truth!"

Extreme atheist: "There is no real truth in this world. Ignore those calls. They are just hallucinations caused by your weak heart. It seems like I have never heard any strange voices before!"

However, at this time, the little girl seemed to feel a call, an unconscious force urging her to stop the extreme atheist in front of her from continuing to talk.

Although the Dreamless Messenger, as the original body, was asleep and had handed over his dreams to his incarnation, when the Dawn Devil, who possessed the concept of truth, appeared, what the Dreamless Messenger felt was the "infinite spirit" that the Dawn Devil once possessed.

The so-called infinite spirit refers to all types of races that have ever appeared in the universe. The knowledge and memories possessed by the best among them have formed their past lives and are exactly what the Dreamless Messenger desires!

But now they are disappearing so quickly that even when the Dreamless Messenger is dreaming, he is still murmuring helplessly in the little girl's dream:

"No, no! Don't disappear. Not yet. Not yet. The carving is not complete. I haven't saved it yet!"

At this time, the image of the fictional god appeared in the dream of the dreamless messenger and he heard the sound of the advertisement.

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