The World of Evil God game.

Chapter 619
"Once again, this civilization has been annihilated, but the battle background is different from the previous times. Since I have accepted this commission, I must hunt them down to the end. Having them escape from my hands so many times has severely humiliated me."

"However, since there are enough entries for plunder, I will forgive your escape for the time being."

"A god-level unit appeared in the game. Humph, I thought it was a powerful character, but it was burned to ashes with a fire. I don't know what it was saying. Anyway, it's the same as not listening to it for me."

The Blank God gained a lot when he was hunting down the Messenger of Revival in the game. Many of the entries that had been added in large numbers by mortals were captured by the Blank God. He felt that those entries were very useful, so he stuffed them all into his favorite magic civilization.

After all, the leaders of this civilization are still helping me with my leveling, so I should pay them so that they will work harder. Moreover, these new entries are content that has never appeared in the old era. If they are implanted into the timelines and broken worlds that I control, perhaps newer and more different changes will occur.

That's exactly what I want to see.

Therefore, this hunt cannot be stopped.

Thinking of this, Blank God immediately sent a divine message, asking about the progress of the training.

The battle with those new gods is imminent. I hope the leaders of the Curse Civilization will not let themselves down.

After waiting for a while, the young lord named "Ryan", who could even be regarded as the chosen one, sent a reply message.

Although his territory revitalization plan has been quite effective, the young lord named Ryan was still shocked when he received the message from the Blank God.

How could I, the protagonist of a leader, a young man who was thrown by God into this God-forsaken land to develop freely, suddenly become a leader representing the entire civilization?
Although everyone tells me not to be so modest, doesn’t this feel like an appointment?

There are still many countries on the continent. I just renovated the polluted empire, fought a civil war, and raised some evil enemies that have been lurking since ancient times. I also sealed a group of crazy gods.
"Many races praise your achievements. They write poems for you. Even if the world perishes, until the end of the stars and the era, your story will be passed down forever."

An alien elder beside him said this, leaving Ryan with only an awkward but polite smile. Although many people regarded him as a saint who saved the world, Ryan and his companions knew that the real disaster had not yet begun, and they would ensure that this disaster would not happen.

Well. Now that's really unlikely to happen.

No one knew what stimulated the Blank God, but he injected a huge amount of "concepts" into his civilization. The surging thoughts and endless power subtly eliminated the negative core of civilization and replaced it with the positive side.

This conceptual separation and replacement is something that people cannot perceive directly. Ryan was shocked by this change. In the past, he spent more than ten years to change people's customs, appearance, habits, etc., and make them accept the progress and changes of the times. Now, in just a moment, their positive attitude has increased by at least 200%!

"A 'word' from another civilization that is about to be destroyed?"

The power of the True God of the Epoch left Ryan speechless and he sighed softly. These seemed to be just randomly drawn terms in the hands of the gods of the Epoch. Perhaps even mortals over there could produce such power, but in this broken little world where he existed, it was an unshakable supreme power.

The original level of power, even the narrative level, is too different. The little power given by God, which is not much needed, can be regarded as a supreme grace in the broken little world. The more I know, the more I feel that it is not their fault that the gods of this world are crazy, because if these gods have the opportunity to go to those magnificent epochs, they may just be a roadside.
Who could accept such a gap? And the power of the Supreme God, called God, was like a chasm between them!
Fortunately, the Blank God gave these entries for free. Or perhaps he paid for them. He regarded these entries as some kind of reward, allowing this piece of civilized old land that was originally regarded as waste to shine with new possibilities. Ryan could even vaguely feel that the originally vague and unknowable future seemed to be materialized at this moment!
The future extends a new path, and the lords and rulers who are closely related to civilization feel it most deeply!
So, tracing back to the source, who was it that caused such a huge change in the Blank God, and even indirectly benefited the Endless World?

"The God of Fiction, the supreme god who both exists and does not exist, the savior from the distant future?"

"I don't even know what it should look like, and I don't know what the church should look like."

It is reasonable to say that the name of the god displayed in the LOGO printed on the game console has indeed changed the survival and destiny of the world. Ryan even thought about using proxy wars to try to get the attention of other gods and then be saved by the "Exile Plan".

But now it seems that the Blank God still needs their tiny civilization, which is an honor.

"Princess, God needs our tactical report."

Ryan came to the game console church, which is a small church built specifically for the purpose of concentrating on studying game cartridges. It incorporates the spirit of the traditional magic civilization and abstract shapes, like curling flames and clouds. At first glance, you may feel confused, but after looking at it for a long time, you will understand some different spiritual theories.
Many people gathered in the church, some of them were the lord's good helpers, some were the lord's friends, and the main force among them, the Iron Princess who was interested in cassettes and mechanical technology, and was also Ryan's staunch ally and close contractor.

“In the past few days, we have fought 189241 battles with the characters called God, and the enemy’s win rate is as high as 65.8%, but this means that the characters we choose have a win rate of at least 34.2%.”

The Iron Princess took out a large stack of tactical reports: "The details of every battle are all here. I used ancient technology to record and print them out in detail, and conducted precise analysis. You only need to compare the above content to reproduce the victory of the key battle."

"Hmm! But I still want to continue the challenge. I think I can raise my winning rate to 50% soon!"

The Iron Princess was excited: "The results of each battle are different, and challenging the Supreme God makes me feel happy. After all, the reason I exist is that the ancient civilization created me and other 'iron compatriots' in order to disobey the gods."

"But now the gods have been defeated. Those crazy, damned gods almost destroyed this world. But when we were preparing to rebuild it, the so-called Supreme God came again. The funny thing is that our god went completely crazy just by looking at him for a while, and that was just an insignificant look from him."

"This thing called a game is very interesting. If its creator, the fictional god, is also a non-existent creator, then if it exists, then perhaps it would have a common language with my creators."

"Can I continue my strategy? I mean, I want to find a way to defeat the Supreme God."

Ryan felt a headache just by taking a look at the tactical reports piled up like a mountain, but the Supreme God could absorb this information, which was much easier than the arduous study of mortals.

"You should have felt it. Just now, a vague path appeared in the bottom of all of our minds, and those inexplicable echoes appeared in our wills. They came from a civilization that was just destroyed by God. It was brought back from a very distant era and given to us as a gift."

"This 'game' is only a simulation after all. With our meager material resources, it is impossible to defeat the Supreme God, either in theory or in practice. He could even snap his fingers and we would cease to exist."

"Although he won't care about your rebelliousness, it's better not to say such dangerous words. I still want to roam the broken starry sea with my civilization." "That may not be the case." The Iron Princess' eyes flashed with a wonderful void code, and those strange runes formed a calculation array like 0 and 1: "The more I play this game, the more I can feel the mystery in it, as if a brand new and vast universe is unfolding to us. It is not a broken starry sky observed through the sky, but a perfect place where dreams come true, and it is always moving towards perfection."

"Just like the whispers of the Supreme God, he destroys the world and recycles information, so we need to create a rich and colorful civilization. However, all our information is the remnant of the great era in the past. We cannot break through the upper limit of the era information to create new things. This is why we always fail when we study in a certain direction."

“Our cap is locked in.”

"But the 'big universe' in this game has no such limit! This means that as long as I upload all my information to the universe in this game, the Supreme God will no longer be able to control us, and we will break free from this broken cage!"

"The Supreme God cannot perceive important information from the universe because it cannot actively learn new things. It must arrive, recognize after arrival, and obtain after recognition. But I don't need that!"

"If you wish, we can also digitize the entire world. Believe me, I can definitely find a clue from this game."

"Didn't the Supreme God ask us to help practice this game just to get new information from us? Then no matter what research results we come up with for this game, he should be happy to see it!"

Ryan: "I hope that God's mercy and your wisdom can help us break free from the shackles of the material world. I can probably understand informatization, but didn't the ancient civilization fail in the end when they wanted to upload their consciousness?"

"That's because their upper limit is locked, so they can't select this technology point." The Iron Princess answered briefly. Lord Ryan quickly sacrificed those tactical reports.

Soon he received a reply from the Blank God (divine revelation).

"Very good. Although the winning rate is only 34%, it is not zero at last. This is a huge breakthrough. God is very satisfied with your work. Next, he wants you to call him in person to show him."

"Well, he's going to start a match. That means our time of practicing against extremely difficult AIs is over."

"Hey wait, I heard that."

Suddenly, the Iron Princess interrupted Lord Ryan. She had a lot of wires plugged into her body, connected to the game console in front of her. The screen of the game console began to flicker and finally turned into a bright red color.

A red, ripple-like rhythm appeared on the screen of the game console. Everyone in the church became nervous, but followed by a "low-key greeting" that no one could understand, and a red armored hand stretched out from the screen of the game console.

There was a paper report in that hand, and the arm remained stretched out for a long time, and then shook it in confusion.

[I have come here in response to the summons. I want to ask you, are you the one who is knocking on my window to apply for the job? I am the subordinate god of the God of Fiction, the "God of Maybe". You can also call me Brother Red Spirit. My job is to recruit people who want to join the Fictional Church in various eras and to open fictional bases. I am also responsible for online games and online departments. I often invade other worlds in the form of a red spirit, but don't worry, I won't do anything to you. At most, I will roll on the floor and shake my knife. This is my way of saying hello.]

[Send me your resume. This is the first time I have met someone who can take the initiative to contact the fictional universe. Unlike ordinary players, you can actually perceive the ubiquitous nature of the fictional universe. You have attracted my attention. We can discuss the salary and benefits in person. You don’t have to go to the church to work. You can work from home.]

[.Are you illiterate? Why don't you reply to my question? This is very rude! Where are the applicants? ]

The Iron Princess looked at Lord Ryan with eyes full of cunning and hope. She pursed her cold lips but smiled with joy:

"Look, the messenger from a distant era has really met us!"

Although they couldn't communicate in the same language, the Iron Princess expressed her "yes" through the information access. The Red Spirit Warrior received a definite answer, gave a thumbs up, waved his hand and left, while Ryan was a little confused:
"Does the God of Fiction really exist? Then you are its apostle now? Why don't you receive any blessing?"

"Perhaps what the God said was that the blessing is fictional. As long as I believe in the fictional God and start some fantasy time, thinking about the blessing, then it will come true." The Iron Princess' expression was also very strange. As an ancient iron man, she rarely encountered such a speechless moment.

Are all gods of the New Age like this? Why are they so perfunctory about something as serious as faith?

"Anyway, this is probably a good thing. It's a pleasant surprise, but now we have to start the match. The Supreme God is waiting for us."

Lord Ryan and the Iron Princess made a slight operation, and the grand will of the Blank God came down from the distant broken starry sky. However, only those who were truly inspired by God could sense him. Others who were not strong enough could not recognize that the Blank God had appeared.

The weaker you are, the more ignorant you are; the more ignorant you are, the less fearful you are.

[Let's get started.] Blank God's voice was filled with excitement: [You have done a great job, and your civilization has developed very well. I have used your civilization to win several games in other games. I will remember your achievements.]

[Now, defeat those new gods. This is a battle between the Supreme Gods. I allow you to represent my dignity and move forward as the Hand of God! Destroy everything! ]

Matching starts.

The gods and their agents were all very nervous. The network froze for a moment. The Iron Princess keenly sensed the access of an external force and she immediately issued a warning.

"The lag just now is not normal. I have been playing for dozens of days and have never experienced this kind of lag. Now there is an abnormal data forcibly connected to the game world. Do I need to shut down and restart?"

【No need! Nothing can stop us.】 Blank God rejected the proposal.

Later, in the match, they were matched with an oversized cool robot named [Iron God]. The opponent was fiddling with something in the void, and the background was a mechanical kingdom.

[Control panel, start!] The "Iron God" on the other side suddenly issued a strange greeting!
(End of this chapter)