The World of Evil God game.

This petty theft is sometimes quite useful. After stealing the gold coins of the God of Blind Spots, he can move around now. Then he can use the gold coins to purchase the barrier-free action service of the Obstacle Church. Finally, there are still a few blind spot gold coins left. In the spirit of being willing to cheat others, he does bad things without leaving a name and donates them directly to the Thinking Church!

"Now, I have accumulated a lot of things. Anyway, I have been in a cowardly state for a long time! My god ranking in the universe has dropped to the point where it is almost invisible. The church has also been disbanded and even resold my private god property. Even the kingdom of God has been auctioned off!"

However, although the Kingdom of God was also auctioned, the coordinates of the Kingdom of God were very secret, so the seller (the believer in victory) delayed delivery after the auction, so that the buyer was furious and wanted to ask for an explanation, only to find that the believer in victory had cancelled his account and run away!

At this point the buyer is caught in a crisis cycle!

If you ask the fictitious church to launch an open-box attack on the believers who are bound to win, then the believers will be in trouble. If you don't launch an open-box attack, then you will be in trouble. Although you have occupied the advantageous high ground, you will actually suffer a huge loss!

"As expected of my believer, you used the auction rules perfectly. Not only did you sell my kingdom of God and turned me into a cowardly god in the universe, you also made the buyer afraid to pursue the matter. You swindled a large sum of money and became a dishonest person again, starting a cycle of cowardice."

"All of this is a sign that the Church of Victory will return like lightning! And this sign must come true. If it fails, then it succeeds! If it succeeds, then it succeeds!"

The Last Serpent talked a lot of nonsense, but this is the essence of the use of divine power by the Church of Victory!

"How can the new game lose me? Without me, who will punish those cheaters?"

"If I hadn't attracted the attention, I don't know how many people in the gaming world would have cheated or stolen accounts!"

The Last Snake downloaded the "War" game and secretly contacted his cowardly followers!

Brothers, take me to charge again!

In the world of "Warfire", a bunch of "enemies" wearing cyber gear, skull helmets, and holding sci-fi guns were created. They appeared near a sci-fi building.

Red flames appeared in the eyes of one of the skeleton gunners. He suddenly woke up and tried to move his body, but was restrained by an invisible force!

“Damn it! How did I become like this? Who tampered with my appearance? Also, there is an open space in front of me, why can’t I walk through it and can only mark where I am?”

[There is an air wall ahead. Let’s explore it later. ]

A strange message prompt box appeared, scaring the Pioneer of World Destruction, and he looked up suddenly at the top of his head!

And... that green thing called a health bar again?!

In the previous information flow, the Vanguard of World Destruction heard that grand voice. They learned from the data information that the owner of that voice was a god called the God of Fiction. However, an ordinary god could forcibly destroy their original form and give them a new form.? !

How could such a thing be an ordinary god!

I have never encountered such an outrageous enemy in other eras before!

"It's been very strange since we entered this era. What is a virtual creation? What have you turned us into? Who are you?"

However, in the game, the God of Fiction did not answer the question of the Vanguard of World Destruction, and the latter thought of what he had heard in the information flow before:

Complete the mission, be freed from the prison, and reach the next world, but this is an endless chain of missions. As the controlled person, you must defeat all the things called "players"!

The rage in the heart of the World-Destroying Pioneer continued to grow, but no matter which direction he moved, an air wall prompt would appear, which made him extremely furious!

It was simply a nightmare, no, even more twisted than a nightmare! As a member of the World Destruction Army, I had actually fallen to this end, being manipulated like a chess piece by others. Then, where was the useless messenger who called me over, and why didn't he come out to help?

This guy has indeed betrayed the Blank God and defected to this filthy hell-like Sixth Era!

[This is a star field world full of wars, and the competition for resources is becoming increasingly fierce. You are alien mercenaries hired by a giant corporation to occupy this planet, but in fact you are monsters from another universe in human skin, with an unknown plan of destruction. Now, your mission goal is to eliminate all resisters in this world and spread your pollution. The time limit is 30 minutes.]

The Pioneer of World Destruction looked at the virtual information appearing in front of him with a serious expression.

What is this thing that adds a new "personality" to itself?

No, this is not me at all!

"I am the pioneer of world destruction. No mortal can hire me. They are not worthy. Let me unleash my true power. I can clear this planet in an instant. Why should I be restricted in my form?"

He wanted to continue to say some harsh words, but suddenly he thought of those ancient gods who lost their defense, and he shuddered all over!

Wait, the resistance we have to deal with won’t be those twisted monsters with maximum toughness!

The Herald of World Destruction clenched the guns in his hands.

You must survive, survive in this game world called "War", and then pass the message to the great blank God!

The other "characters" around also gradually woke up at this time, and uttered the same insults as the Pioneer of Destruction. They were of course the other pioneers, and when they saw Pioneer No. 1, they all looked over and accused him one after another!

It’s all because you didn’t pass on the message in time that everyone is in trouble!

"I've already given you my hints, but you didn't listen!"

Pioneer No. 1's nose is crooked because of anger, even though he has a skull and his current design does not have a nose.

"He uses us as pawns to manipulate us. The God of this era will pay the price for his arrogance!"

"Once the rest of the servant army arrives, the Sixth Epoch will experience a cosmic shock in an instant. By then, no matter what god it is, they will no longer exist. His only chance to act arrogantly is now!"

The pioneers of destruction uttered harsh words one after another, but the game prompts above their heads had already appeared, and as the countdown began, the air wall around them also disappeared.

"Well, anyway, this world still has a rule. The stupid god named God of Fiction forcibly distorted our appearance and made us degenerate into creatures as weak as mortals, but he also left us with the power to pollute others."

"No, that's not what pollution is. This is called rectification, the burning power that returns to nothingness!"

"No matter whether the things called 'players' are creatures or souls, even if we have fallen into this pathetic state, we will still let them know that God's servants must not be touched, even if they are just looked at..."

boom--

Pioneer No. 1's head was blown up by a bullet!

Then a 10-second countdown appeared on his body. After 10 seconds, he was resurrected on the spot, with a confused look on his face and no idea what had just happened.

"I think you were just killed." Another pioneer said cautiously and began to look for cover.

"What? How is that possible? And I'm standing behind you. Even if someone can kill me, they should kill you first—"

Before he could finish his words, he was beaten to death for the second time!

Following his two deaths, it was only then that the pioneers noticed that the "sun" of this world seemed a little different!

What is that? Two colors in the sun? And a circle that appears black and white with strange numbers.

"Ah!" Pioneer No. 1 howled and climbed up. He pulled out a bullet from his body. The two bullets just now made him feel the pain as if his soul was torn apart!

"What on earth is this? It says 'Medical sterilized bullets, great for mentally ill patients'."

"Oh my god, how did you hit that guy? He was standing so far away, and he was behind the crowd!"

The Goddess of Disorder below the building looked at Cinderella beside her in disbelief: "Didn't you say you're not very good at using guns?"

"Well, I don't know." Cinderella looked at the Goddess of Disorder in a daze: "Actually, the person I was aiming at just now was not the dead person. But I don't know why the bullet hit him. Maybe he was just unlucky."

Cinderella shook her head: "What an unlucky child, but I will definitely hit it next time. I mean, I will definitely hit it next time."

The Goddess of Disorder had a strange idea at this time.

Cinderella's magical power will make people around her passively unlucky, even herself, so the bullets she shoots are also "unlucky"?

Instead of hitting the thing it was supposed to aim at, it randomly picked a lucky passerby to kill. Is this the "bad luck" of the "bullet"?

So, can we expand our thinking a little bit?

The "person" who was originally impossible to hit because of the long distance was "hit" by the unlucky bullet. Wait, shouldn't this be lucky!

It was because Cinderella didn't intend to hit the person standing far away, so she hit him instead. Compared to the original target, the enemy who was affected by the unexpected disaster was indeed unlucky.!

"Oh my god, I'm not sure I'll win, I can just fight casually!"

The Goddess of Disorder suddenly perked up, and Miss Blast beside her patted her chest and gave a thumbs up: "See, I was right, Miss Cinderella will definitely help us win, uh-huh——"

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Blast was killed.

Bullets rained down from the building opposite like a storm. The Goddess of Disorder quickly dragged the corpse of Explosion behind the bunker, and took this opportunity to revive Miss Explosion:

"It was just an accident. Watch me show my power this time!"

She had just died too suddenly, and now she wanted to get back at him, so she loaded the bullets and fired in one go!

Then she was shot dead again!

“Blast, don’t send me off!” The Goddess of Disorder quickly dragged Blast’s body back again. Blast was bewildered after his resurrection this time: “No, that bullet just now was wrong!”

"Ah?" The Goddess of Disorder was stunned for a moment, but then she saw Cinderella seemed to be enjoying the fight, so she stood up and started firing. The bullets bounced randomly between the buildings at incredible angles, and when the bullets from the opposite side came over, suddenly more than a dozen bullets hit the blaster directly as if they were automatically aimed!

The Goddess of Disorder was stunned, but she immediately understood what was going on!

"Bad luck affects not only your own bullets, but also the opponent's bullets. Because the opponent's aim is very good, they all intend to hit Cinderella, but because of bad luck, they all hit Explosion!"

"If this happens, the bullet will be unlucky, the opponent will be unlucky, the explosion will be unlucky, and Cinderella herself will be unlucky!"

MD, the gods of the Sixth Epoch always have something new to offer!

"Explosion, just stay as a corpse. I'll be the C of this round."

The Goddess of Disorder comforted Blast, who was now bewildered: "No, I just fired one round—" Before she could finish her words, she was shot into a sieve by more than a dozen warp bullets!

"Fortunately, I have the power of disorder. The power of bad luck cannot affect me for the time being. Besides, I am very unlucky to begin with!"

The Goddess of Disorder looked at Cinderella, who was incarnating as a gangster and shooting crazily, and then looked at the corpses that were constantly dying and resurrecting, and decided to lower her own standards to the same level as the passers-by in the Sixth Epoch.

She lifted up Blast's corpse, and then placed the machine gun under Blast's armpit, so that she had an immortal teammate who could serve as a meat shield!

"There's something wrong with this weapon!"

After dying more than a dozen times, the World Destroyer cursed: "I can't hit you!"

"The damn God of Fiction clearly told us that we could go to the next world by killing all those 'players', but he tampered with the weapon. This weapon can only hit one person. We fell into his trap!"

"And the female resistance soldier across the street, she must be saying that word, how do you say it? Anyway, something's wrong!"

The Vanguard of World Destruction wanted to express that the opponent was cheating, but he didn't know how to describe it, so he could only smash the gun in his hand angrily!

You “players” know whether it is open or not!

Standing in the middle of the street without even looking for cover, he fired randomly, and the bullets turned everyone into sieves as if they were on automatic aiming, and the bullets from the big guys - started to fold halfway!

The folding of the bullets is completely irregular, so it is impossible to find the angle and use technology to make up for it. If this is not cheating, what is it?

"Idiot, don't be so impetuous, think positively, at least we have a lot of kills!"

The other pioneers took a look at the numbers on the sun in the sky. They had already figured out what those numbers meant: the number of kills and kills.

No. 1: "We got all our kills by killing the same person! Damn it, if they keep using this tank style, we won't be their opponent at all!"

Although after seeing the opponent using the meat shield strategy, the World Destroying Vanguard also quickly voted for a group of meat shield guys, but for some reason, sometimes the meat shields were not injured, but the people who fired the guns would die suddenly. The opponent's bullets could really turn, and their accuracy was very high!

"He's a perfect marksman! We have no chance of winning!"

"Brothers, I found something good." A pioneer spoke up, pointing to a green button that had appeared beside him at some point, with "surrender" written on it [yes/ok].

"Anyway, there is no chance of winning. This world seems to be able to revive after death. We are sure that there should be more than one group of players. Vote for Degrading Thousand Sorrows."

"We are the pioneers of destruction! The destroyers of the world, how can we surrender like this!" Pioneer No. 1 was extremely angry, but he was blown up on the spot the next second. After waiting for 10 seconds and standing up, he fell silent.

"No, I was hiding in a bunker. How did the bullet pass through the corridor of the building and find me squatting in the toilet?"

"Never mind, sometimes surrender is the wise thing to do!"