The World of Evil God game.

In the fictional church, the God of Pain is having trouble with Tanya.

But today we are not playing Fist of the Gods, but Red Alert.

Twist the neck right!

Relying on his excellent connections, the God of Pain got the pre-order qualification, and then quickly ordered the game Red Alert, and started playing games with his saint.

As a god, you must always understand the hobbies of the saints, and make the saints feel that God is with them at all times.

Of course, the Red Alert produced by Shang Lin is of course a direct copy of Red Alert 2, and adds the content of Glory of the Republic. In this world view of Red Alert 2

"Oh my god, is it so cheap to mobilize soldiers! How come dogs are more expensive than people! One hundred for a person and two hundred for a dog, what kind of outrageous game world is this? Are these one hundred gold coins money for clothes? We need loans to fight the war!"

The God of Pain let out a sharp roar, and then while building the magnetic energy reactor, he said to Tanya: "You know, a lot of terrible things seem to have happened recently."

"I received several painful values ​​of unknown origin in a row, and the quality of those values ​​was very high."

Tanya built the Light Prism Tower and replied casually: "That may be because other gods lost the game. Oh, this kind of thing is very common. Now when the game is lost, everyone feels the pain. This is not a good time for you. ."

God of Pain: "That's right. Now I don't need to think about how to bring pain to others. I just need to play games every day, and there will be a steady stream of rookies coming to my door to give me value. It's really good!"

"A game console made by the God of Fiction, oh, this invention is so great! Matching is fun every day."

Anyway, it’s fun whether you win or lose!

Tanya asked strangely: "There will be a large-scale match of Fist of the Gods on Sunday. If you don't continue the matching practice and play Red Alert here, won't it cause abnormal performance then?"

God of Pain: "How is that possible! And aren't you playing too!"

Tanya said indifferently: "Anyway, I am going to participate in the duel competition later. In this Fist of the Gods competition, my level of playing Fist of the Gods is too average. I will definitely not be among the top 25, so it doesn't matter. Come on!"

God of Pain: "Are you confident in card duels?"

Tanya raised her head: "I have a rare card!"

The God of Pain made a disdainful sound: "You may not win the God-drawing Dog even if you have a rare card. When the battle is defeated, even the card will be taken away!"

"Hey, wait a minute, what kind of unit is this? Why did you kill all my soldiers?"

The God of Pain looked at the situation on the screen. Two turtle shells squatted on the ground and killed all the conscripts.

Tanya laughed: "Oh, don't you know, there are soldiers from two countries who can squat down. They are very powerful after squatting down. All your good brothers with a hundred dollars are dead!"

The attack of the mobilization army controlled by the God of Pain failed miserably.

Tanya produced the Apocalypse Tank here!

"Hey, the big one is coming!"

Several Apocalypse tanks seemed to have entered uninhabited territory. After breaking through the sentry guns and walls, they ravaged the base of the God of Pain!

"Ah my ore refinery! Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

"Okay, okay, watch my magnetic blast coil make you feel the pain! Pile up the magnetic blast infantry, tanks, and dogs on top of me! Oh, the dog was crushed to death!"

"TMD, there's a nuclear bomb! Launch it!"

The God of Pain launched a nuclear bomb!

Tanya let out a sharp cry: "Oh my God, both the enemy and us are going to explode together!"

The God of Death was practicing the Fist of the Gods alone in a corner, and at this time received a large amount of death value.

The God of Death turned back and glanced at the God of Pain and Tanya who were playing black. There were also many spectators around them.

New game, very interesting!

However, it is more important to practice the Fist of the Gods first and prepare to participate in the competition!

For this reason, the God of Death even invited Brother Dog to be his coach and helped him pay for the Internet fee for three days.

"Hey, there are too many people participating this time. I may not be able to get into the top 25!" But even Gou Ge is not guaranteed to get into the top 25, and he said that if he encounters If the magic professors who came to the Meteor World were his opponents, he would have to abstain.

Those are his dear future mentors!

If I defeat these old professors, how can I learn magic in the future? Can a dog be so sophisticated?

"It seems that the competition this time is really fierce. This kind of competition is really unfriendly to me!" The God of Death was very angry, thinking that these foreign gods really did not respect martial ethics!

Obviously as long as they don't come to compete, there is a high chance that he will be able to finish within twenty-five!

It's better to kill them alone offline!

I will bring you infinite death

"KO!"

"Fuck, I lost again, why did I lose so miserably!" The God of Death was so angry that he lost consciousness. The value of pain in his body was fed back to the God of Pain who was playing games in the distance, forming a positive cycle.

"It seems that there is only one way." Suddenly Brother Gou spoke, the God of Death glanced at him, and Brother Gou whispered: "Actually, ordinary mortals like me must be proficient in some intelligence if they want to survive."

"Don't we often see them in life? Those thieves and low-level thugs who drink low-quality drinks, hide in shabby taverns, and wear dirty clothes. They are often the gathering place for gossip."

"I've heard before that in other worlds, there are existences like witches. They can"

Death God suddenly became energetic: "Yes! Witch! Imagine magic!"

Anyway, you can’t use divine power when playing games, just let the witch’s imaginary magic bless you!

"Wait a minute, I'll go out and contact someone!"

The God of Death hurried out. He still remembered that he gave a loan to a witch, but that guy was so difficult to kill that the loan turned out to be a bad debt in the end!

I have to say that an immortal thing like a witch is really difficult to kill!

She had to abide by her own rules and couldn't end up personally. She could only create a death threshold for her. In the end, that guy was really powerful. He was hit by a car, bitten by wild beasts, fell off a cliff, was beaten by rebels, and was killed by the sky. The meteorite hit me, but I was stunned that I didn't die, and I was still strong and alive!

But just as the door of the fictional church closed, it was immediately opened.

A puppet man wearing a huge straw hat and a black robe walked in. He passed by the departing God of Death and did not recognize that the other person was a God. His neck creaked and twisted, attracting a large number of people. players' gaze.

Wow, although there are stone men and iron men in our country, we have never seen a wooden man.

"The world is really big and everyone has everything."

I don’t know which player made such complaints.

But after the puppet walked in from the door, for some reason, all the players suddenly felt a nostalgia for their past.

It was as if the puppet in front of them was an acquaintance of theirs.

And along with nostalgia comes forgetfulness.

They no longer paid attention to the puppet man, as if they had forgotten the puppet man's entry, while the puppet god looked around the venue and saw the god of pain.

This is a fictional church, and the gods appear in the fictional church.

The God of Puppet looked at the God of Pain who was wearing a king's doll costume, and said with some excitement: "Are you the God of Fiction?"

God of Pain: "?"

"I'm not the god of fiction."

Puppet: "Isn't this a fictional church?"

Pain: "This is a fictional church."

God of Puppet: "This is the fictional church, and you are a god. As a god in the fictional church, aren't you the god of fiction? You are not the god of fiction. Why do you stay in the fictional church?"

The God of Pain suddenly became confused: "Ah, am I, am I, or am I not?"

Tanya: "Why did you get involved? You're not the one! Be firm!"

PS: Today is the 15th, and the Taiping Dao book will be available at 12 noon today. Please order it first. Also, this book is probably going to have another push or three rivers, and it won’t be on the shelves yet. Everyone knows my character. Old Xianyu has never had any eunuch books.