The World of Evil God game.

In order to avoid copyright disputes with the object of plagiarism, a seemingly plausible name was deliberately used, but would the god of fiction really care about such a thing?

I’m afraid the other party will be very happy, thinking that this is an advertisement for him.

"The God of Fiction, the Master of Dreams, the Glory of the Great Void, the Creator of Miracles, the Horn of the Sea of ​​Stars..."

The silver-haired man in a windbreaker stepped into this pirated Hearthstone tavern, chanting a bunch of nicknames that even the God of Fiction himself didn't know.

The silver-haired man in the windbreaker was slightly stunned when he entered the tavern. He originally thought that this kind of place should be filled with dwarves, half-elves, thieves and the like, races and professions with a bustling atmosphere, but... now what he saw in the tavern was a bunch of half-naked sages with their hair combed back!

No, what is a dwarf sage?

He silently looked at the dwarves who were discussing card strategies. They looked like some great philosophers depicted in murals in some ancient countries.

This is inconsistent with the traditional image of dwarves. These guys should be rude people with red noses, drinking beer and talking loudly wherever they go!

"Give me a bottle of soda, thank you! Alcohol? Oh no, I haven't drunk for a while. Since I quit drinking, I think my IQ has increased tenfold."

Seeing that those dwarf philosophers actually refused to drink, the silver-haired man in the windbreaker almost laughed out loud!

It is also a "miracle" that the alcoholic dwarf quits drinking!

Looking at this change, the messenger of miracles looked quite strange, but the feeling of this change was not bad.

Not long ago, when he returned to this world, he found that many things were different from the past.

The Internet, games, movies...all kinds of art, things that originally did not exist in the universe continued to emerge. When he first came into contact with a game console, the sense of excitement made him completely intoxicated by it, and he even suspected that there was some unclean curse on that thing!

Every time he experienced a new game, the lines from those games would replay in his mind over and over again, like a lingering nightmare, but he didn't hate this feeling!

Because this is exactly the emotion he has been pursuing, happiness, the true feeling of happiness!

He had not experienced this kind of emotion for a long, long time. He didn't know when it started, but hatred was the only thing left in his life.

Of course, these games are not without side effects on him, or rather, they are a little bit of corruption.

For example, after he blessed a large number of mortals, due to the influence of the game "Warfire", he often walked along the wall unconsciously, always paying attention to whether there were any bunkers and sniper positions nearby, and he would stick his head out before turning a corner, and wanted to throw a flash bomb when he saw a crack in the door...

But this is better!

I am being influenced by countless mortals, and I... enjoy it!

This kind of corruption is positive!

"Keep doing this, mortals. What you show the gods is the real miracle. You will continue to destroy the concept of miracles, and take me with you..."

The messenger of miracles sincerely hopes that mortals will win!

He came to the largest table in the middle of the tavern and looked at the ignorant God who was playing cards with a dwarf sage.

At this time, the ignorant God's expression was extremely ugly, but even so, he did not forget to dub:

"Well... time is running out..."

"Time is running out, so you might as well surrender..." The dwarf sage on the opposite side shook his head, and the ignorant god was immediately furious!

"How is this possible? Why did my ranking deck lose to your entertainment deck? This must be a nightmare!"

Dwarf Sage: "Because you have no bond with the deck! God, you have forgotten the original intention of playing cards, just like you told us at the beginning, and I have woken up since then, I buy my deck a beer every day."

The ignorant God was almost angry and fainted.

The miracle messenger nodded slightly!

That’s right, Dwarf Sage, that’s what it tastes like!

This is the real miracle!

Dwarf Sage: "So, this is the problem with my rank-up deck. Your Hydration Druid deck needs to be improved. That deck is outdated."

The messenger of miracles withdrew a miracle compliment.

He looked at the Dwarf Sage with dissatisfaction as he packed up his deck and took away the money of the Ignorant God. The Miracle Messenger looked at this scene, muttered another miracle, and then sat down in front of the Ignorant God.

"You have awakened, ignorant God, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"The return of the God of Obstacles has allowed me to see this dirty, corrupt, degenerate and tragic world again. I was originally full of despair about this world, but fortunately the universe is not static. Now some changes seem to me to be quite good things!"

The silver-haired man looked at the ignorant God in front of him. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he could still hear the excitement in his tone.

"Oh, it's you! I thought it was another dwarf rushing towards me shouting about friendship. Just now I saw a god report in the group that some dirty creature was preparing to cause trouble again... I didn't expect you to come back so soon."

The ignorant God struggled to sit up from his chair:

"When I frequently hear about miracles, I wonder if it's you!"

The ignorant God was sorting the cards, with no expression visible on his misty face, but the messenger of miracles knew that his face was distorted with anger, but he was ignorant so he occasionally couldn't show it.

The ignorant God is still angry:

"Miracle bringer, my half, I am not very welcoming to your return!"

"Just now, it was because you came back that I lost!"

The miracle messenger was stunned for a moment, then speechless:

"I can understand that. After all, my own return was beyond my expectations. Perhaps this is also a manifestation of a miracle."

"But the reason why the deck lost has nothing to do with me. It's because you are too bad..."

The silver-haired man with an octagonal star brooch on his chest sat down and sighed while looking at the situation around him:

"The atmosphere in the tavern is like that of a higher education college. Is this the work of the Dawn Devil? The intelligence of the ignorant people in the universe has increased significantly, causing a large number of philosophers and geniuses to appear in the Sixth Epoch?"

"For mortals, this is an unexpected and remarkable miracle of justice! That damned Dawn Devil has finally done something useful!"

"Ah? Is this good?" The voice of the ignorant god suddenly rose, and he criticized angrily: "This job made my ranking in the Hearthstone game plummet! My winning rate dropped sharply!"

He slammed the deck in his hand onto the table with a bang: "Your seal is not reliable. If there is no loophole, that guy can't do such a thing!"

The messenger of miracles uttered a long sigh:

"It's a good thing to improve the average moral quality of the universe, but you only care about your winning rate..."

"Under the control of the great fictional gods, the Sixth Epoch is getting better and better. However, there is only one thing I am not satisfied with, that is, the gods still like to make trouble in the universe..."

"Now that I'm back in the universe, I will once again carry out my Great Miracle Plan. Last time, my self-destruction did not completely eliminate all the miracles in the universe. I was careless and acted blindly. This time, it will definitely succeed!"

The ignorant God looked at the God-created God in front of him in silence:

"Your great miracle has brought heavy losses to many people. Some mortals who purchased the services of the gods could have had a wonderful holiday, but it was all ruined by your self-explosion!"

The messenger of miracles:

"That's because there are side effects in the gods' service! But I am also willing to be responsible for the losses of those mortals, but most of them no longer exist in this world."

"In a true, healthy, normal universe, there shouldn't be gods who are above mortals and can do whatever they want!"

"It is because of their existence that mortals are trapped in pain and confusion for a long time. Therefore, we should eliminate the miracles caused by the gods and let everything return to normal. Mortals can pursue their own ideals. This is my ideal world!"

"The so-called miracle is actually uncertainty, and uncertainty means bad and dangerous, just like what I experienced before! Aren't there many gods among the gods who have bad and painful pasts? Their tragedies all come from the concept of miracles."

Ignorant God: "That kind of thing completely ignores the subjective logic and objective laws of the universe. And since you hate the gods so much, why do you still want to participate in the game created by the God of Fiction? Aren't games the carriers of the greatest uncertainty?"

"Also, you were the one who sold cheats to the mortals before!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of great ideals collapsed instantly. Many people in the tavern looked over, and the messenger of miracles was immediately annoyed:

"That's because the gods started it first! I just can't stand seeing mortals being bullied like this! Even the noobs of Iron God are gaining points, and he dares to be so arrogant by playing pirated games. How can he make it? This is extremely despicable!"

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"And I'm not really selling it. I'm half selling it and half giving it away. I'm giving them a half-price discount! Do you dare to give it to them?"

People around began to whisper.

Although I don’t quite understand the new god’s job and areas of expertise, to be honest, a god who can give discounts is a good god!

"There's actually a half-price service? Oh my god, what I want to say is, you must be the god in the universe who controls the half-price service for everything!"

A dwarf sage was deeply moved. He shook hands with the miracle messenger and said to himself:

“I really hope that everything I buy will be half price in the future!”

The ignorant God watched this scene in silence, but the messenger of miracles was very serious in giving the dwarf sages half-price blessings.

"Thank you for your support. If you are willing to believe in me, then I am the god of half-price and discounts. Half-price is with you. May you feel like you are walking in a sea of ​​discount coupons when you walk in shopping malls on earth."

"Please support my work and defeat those gods who cheat!"

The Miracle Bringer finished blessing all the dwarven sages, and then announced his goal to the ignorant God:

"This time I want to borrow the power of mortals! Use the power of mortals to fight against the gods."

"You said before that some gods reported me. This shows that they are not too stupid. They have realized that the power of mortals is difficult to deal with!"

"To be precise, it's the mortals who are unable to make a living!"

"In this game, I will let these mortals who have no life hunt the gods, and make the entire "War" game a real miracle. Or, it will be one of the beginnings of the miracles I have planned!"

The messenger of miracles clenched his fists and imagined the future he had created:

"The power of the gods will soon no longer be effective on mortals! The results in the game will be solidified in reality. This is the mortal miracle I have planned!"

The ignorant God looked a little puzzled: "In fact, the side effects of the gods' products are much smaller now, and they are more convenient for life. I see that you have received a lot of information since you came back, so why are you still obsessed with big miracles?"

"If you want to realize your ideals, there is still the Art Star. I recommend that you live in the God Town for a while. Most of the God-created Gods gather there... Go and do some art instead of thinking about harming the gods and mortals every day..."

"And never mind killing the gods, wanna play a game of Hearthstone?"

However, God's persuasion could not stop the God-creator from pursuing his ideals. The messenger of miracles stared at the ignorant God calmly:

"No problem. I guarantee that you will lose miserably. My plan is to let mortals completely crush the gods in every field. This game is the beginning of this plan."

"Then, all concepts representing miracles, including mine, will collapse!"

The ignorant God was a little confused: "You want to become the highest representative of the nine arts?" He laughed out loud when he thought of this!

The gods themselves can only represent one or two of them!

Do you want to become a master in the field of art? !

"To do the impossible is the essence of miracles. Although I hate this kind of thing, I should at least help ordinary people overcome the difficulties in front of them."

The messenger of miracles took out a deck of cards from his windbreaker and rejected the card pack handed over by the ignorant god:

"You must have some trash cards in your deck. Sorry, I have my own ace deck."

"Let me show you my strength after I return to this world!"

"God, do you feel who I represent in front of you?"

The ignorant God was stunned, and carefully pricked his eyes, and suddenly found some familiar figures vaguely appearing on the miracle messenger!

Wait, aren’t those the card friends I tricked into playing entertainment decks?

"I have completely sensed your ambition and desire for miracles!"

The ignorant God was horrified: "Fuck, what did you sense? You can't do this!"

Miracle Messenger: "They relied on their passion and bond to form a true love deck, but you slaves called them a low-end entertainment team. Now I'm going to show you...!"

"I will represent their will, shouting with passion and bond, and then make the impossible possible, and eliminate you and the other slaves!"