The World of Evil God game.

Chapter 565: Revealing the truth to mortals!
The Dawn Devil crawled out of the Adventurer's Guild.

His daily activities failed miserably, and he fell into confusion. Only then did he remember that he should go find the God of Creation.
After harvesting the vegetables, he rashly played cards and ran out of funds. He went to the Adventurer's Guild to accept daily tasks and was humiliated and insulted. Now he has lost everything, including his money and weapons.

"The God of Invalidity is right. I underestimated the people in this era. Everyone here is mentally ill. From gods to mortals, there is not a single normal person! Why are they still enjoying doing such rubbish activities?"

The Dawn Devil squatted on the street in a mess, looking at those guys who were busy doing their daily lives. He felt that these people were too noisy!
"For the last time, I will do another daily task. This time I must choose the right target. I came here to seduce the gods to create gods, but so far I haven't even seen the face of a god-creating god!"

Isn’t it said that this town gathers almost all the gods created by God?

The Dawn Devil began to frantically search for the daily task of God creating God. He kept screening and letting the truth make the choice. Finally, he found a unique daily task.

[Recruitment daily: more souls and memories. ]

[The soul sculptor is helping everyone carve different memories. These memories can be used to experience different lives. If you have a special life, please go to the soul carving store and turn your life into memories. ]

[Rewards: Special title, life achievement, Soul Sculptor reputation +100, Dream Points +? (depending on the strength of the recollection).]

"That's it! There's no doubt that the Soul Sculptor, according to the information given by the God of Invalidity, this guy should be the messenger of Wumeng!"

"And there is no disgusting process of harvesting and stealing vegetables from the vegetable fields. The Dreamless Envoy put her past life here in order to carve the lives of all customers and finally combine them into a perfect life."

"However, her ideal is destined to be impossible to achieve. Although it is a very tricky way to achieve her ideal with the help of the activities of the God of Fiction, I have come here today, Dreamless Messenger, and wield your weapon against the God who created you!"

Dawn Devil signed up for this daily routine without hesitation, but at the same time he was a little confused. Why would those people around him be so busy harvesting vegetables instead of coming here to carve their souls?

Well, maybe they have already finished carving it in advance. According to the character of these passers-by in the Sixth Epoch, if there is a place where they can get something for free, they will definitely check it out in advance and finish everything.

Haha, her own soul is an infinite spirit. It is something called truth. Once this little girl can see her own soul clearly, she will immediately witness the moment when her ideal is fulfilled. Of course, in reality, her ideal has not been fulfilled at all, so she will go crazy and start to rebel against God, becoming the first God-created God to collapse and become crazy!

The god who controls the dreams of all life in the universe has fallen into madness, which means that the concept of life is shattered. Even if the God of Fiction has the power to piece the concept back together, the damage caused by the Dreamless Messenger should be enough to cause chaos.

In this case, the God of Ineffectiveness should be satisfied!

"Hello, sir, do you need soul carving?"

The little girl with short hair was no longer dirty. She put on new clothes and smiled happily. Next to her stall sat a line drawing artist.

A fictional god?

No, it should just be a clone.

The Dawn Devil noticed the line drawing person sitting there motionless, and then looked at the little girl: "Who is that?"

"It's the God of Fiction, sir." The little girl was happy from the bottom of her heart: "It is said that everything in this new world was created by the God of Fiction. He is resting here now. He also proposed the new dream mechanism. I am very grateful to the God of Fiction. It is he who let me know what I should do."

The little girl's eyes were clear and sparkling with joy: "Although I have forgotten why I am here, everyone here is a good person. Everyone is working hard for their dreams. I must also work hard. Although my memory of the past is vague, I still remember my ideal."

She said, feeling a little embarrassed:
"In fact, I never thought that I would be able to see a god so easily. In my memory, it seems that it is very difficult to see a god. I seem to have prayed to a certain god before, but I never got a response. Sometimes, I really can't tell which is real, the memory or the reality."

"But now I am living a good life. The gentlemen and ladies who come to me for soul carving are all great and powerful people. Their souls shine with noble and powerful brilliance. As far as I can remember, I don't think I have seen anyone with souls as powerful as these people."

"Sometimes, I was also scared and thought this might be a dream, but the God of Fiction told me that this is the intersection of dreams and reality. All those who have dreams but have never realized them will come to this new world, so I slowly accepted the strange situation here. But for me, everything now is not a dream, but a real reality. It really exists and it is very precious."

"Ah! I'm sorry, Mr. Snake Man, for making you listen to so many irrelevant words. I'm just glad that you also want to come and carve your soul. It will be your turn soon. Please line up first." The Dawn Devil looked at the other people sitting nearby. They all looked like mortals, but they were all in a daze, as if they were recalling themselves. Some of them even had frowns on their brows, but he didn't feel any special power from them.

Humph, no matter how powerful these mortals are, they are still mortals in nature. How strong can they be at the soul level?
"My soul is very strong. I have experienced a magnificent and incomparable life. Is your craftsmanship good enough? You may not be able to carve out my life completely!"

The Dawn Devil pointed at the mortals sitting there and said, "Their souls are all very weak. They can't compare to mine at all! I think you should come and see my soul first, instead of wasting time on their mediocre souls."

Finally getting the chance to brag about himself, the Dawn Devil immediately raised his head proudly, hoping to attract the little girl's attention. Sure enough, when the little girl heard the Dawn Devil claim that his soul was very strong and that he had experienced an extraordinary life, the light in her eyes became even brighter.

"So, you are as great as them. I will try my best to carve your soul into perfection!"

The little girl put her hands on her chest, making a cheering gesture, while the Dawn Devil frowned: "What's so great about those mortals?"

"Greatness does not mean having lived a magnificent life. Even if it is an ordinary little thing, as long as it is done correctly, it can be considered great. This is what the God of Fiction told me."

The little girl answered seriously and introduced: "These people are all back from the mortal battlefield. The God of Fiction calls them mortal bosses. They all had great ideals in the past, but later due to great changes, their ideals were eroded. So I am helping them carve back their lost ideals."

"But their souls are severely broken, and they will return to the battlefield after being carved, so I am repeatedly carving their souls. This process will not take long, so please be patient and wait."

The Dawn Devil was full of questions after hearing this.

Mortal BOSS? When did a mortal become a BOSS? The latter seems to be a game term, referring to a very powerful enemy.

Could it be that these mortals were the incomprehensible passers-by that the God of Ineffectiveness had mentioned, who could pin him to the ground and insult him to the ultimate level? But they looked no different from ordinary people.

A bold idea came to the Dawn Devil's mind. He walked up to one of the men who looked like the Pope and patted him on the shoulder.

"My God, you are so tall. Even when you are sitting, you are taller than me when I am standing. I am a snake man. So, are your ideals shattered? Do you want to realize your ideals? How about letting me show you the truth?"

The truth that is revealed is both an illusion and reality. After the truth is revealed, the current world will operate according to the wishes of the revealer or the revealed. Therefore, the ideal of God creating God is unattainable. They are destined to fall into madness after seeing the truth. So what will happen if the truth is revealed to these mortals?

The words of the Dawn Devil were persuasive, and at the same time, his eyes brightened and he began to reveal the truth to the Pope!

And the voice of the God of Ineffectiveness seemed to come from the void:

"You idiot!"

And in the eyes of the tall Pope, a magnificent illusory world was reflected, that was the spiritual world.

He once fought in the spirit world with a giant sword and destroyed many monsters in the spirit world. Because the monsters in the spirit world were all false gods sealed by a true god, he went crazy and wanted to clean up those pollutants. In the end, he fell from the spirit world due to a mental collapse. At that time, his idea was to destroy the entire spirit world!
That was one of his ideals!

The Dawn Devil was startled.

at this time
In the spiritual world of another dimension, the monsters in the spiritual world had just escaped the pursuit and encirclement of the gods. They had not rested for long when they suddenly felt a violent tremor in the spiritual world, as if the entire plane was shaking violently, as if it had received a full-force impact from some superior rules!

A monster from the spirit world laughed with some worry, forcing a smile:

"Haha, what's going on? It looks like the spirit world is about to explode."

Then, a violent and huge shock instantly spread throughout the entire spiritual world!

(End of this chapter)