The World of Evil God game.

Chapter 635: The Warhammer World We All Love
The dark stars of origin will eliminate each other once they come into contact. Cheerful electronic music fills this star region, accompanied by the laughter of the gods and the curses of the root will. The greatest malice of the Sixth Epoch is thus resolved.
Is it?
[If you want to completely transform this place of origin, a small game alone cannot do it! ]

[Since matter can be changed in shape and have the property of being eliminated by you, it means that I can do the same thing! ]

"The structure has been solidified." The Structural God waved his cube arms: "It can't be done."

[Stop talking nonsense! Don't even think about telling me what to do! ]

The root will created several tremors in this origin star region, and the blocks that had been solidified by the structure lit up again and again.

"Hey, are you 'refreshing'!"

The God of Fiction understood the operation of the Root Will and complained in a more understandable way: "The new law has come into effect. It is useless to update the interface information."

"The biggest benefit of refreshing is actually to provide users with a psychological comfort effect, especially when the system is stuck, constant refreshing can relieve psychological irritability and anxiety."

"So now what you need is not a refresh, but an 'uninstall' and 'restart', and if necessary, a 'format'."

[.If I can't reset them, I will destroy them. The echoes of the initial era will not stop just because of the change in appearance. You want to seduce me to complete the complete cleanup of this star region, so that you have a reason to complete the nine-square grid of good and evil in the universe? I tell you, that's impossible! ]

[Why hasn't the first God of Light, who represents positive power, been born yet? God of Fiction, you personally helped the God of Light ascend to the throne, have you ever thought about it?]

[I tell you, as long as the initial malice remains active, the true righteous God of the universe will not be born, and you can only get some positive authority at best! ]

[I would rather turn this place into chaos than let those Candy Crush cubes occupy my dark sea of ​​stars! ]

"This is a complete waste of material and power!" The God of Fiction proposed to the Root Will: "As the newest will born from the root of the Sixth Epoch, I have learned the reason for your birth from the mouths of the gods. The originally vague initial malice has an external consciousness that can be clearly communicated. This is actually a good thing!"

"Although you took the initiative to attack us and even tried to unite with the deep space to reset us all, that was just because you were still looking at the Sixth Epoch with the eyes of the past. Everything in the current epoch has completely changed."

[It is because you changed everything here that I want to destroy them. ]

"That's such a pity!" The God of Fiction responded with exaggerated body language and voice, his tone filled with strong regret:
"If you were born under the influence of our thoughts, you should know that the era of the Sixth Epoch is better than any other moment in history. Do you think the world blueprint given to you by Deep Space is more wonderful just because their supermarket does not accept gold coins as payment?"

"Come on! Gold coins have tangible value, but intangible things, free things are the most valuable!"

"Sometimes it's not a bad thing to clearly mark the price. If the other party doesn't want material money, but may want the body, soul, will, or even more abstract concepts, then that's bad!"

"Or is it because of the influence of the initial malice that, even as a new consciousness that can communicate with the outside world, you still think that the root world controlled by the initial malice is more beautiful? Then this is a problem of aesthetic concept, and I can't help you change it!"

"As a consciousness of the new era, you should be more on our side! Don't be blinded by the initial malice. I only want to say one thing. If there was no new era, you would still be rolling in chaos. How could you come out and curse? It was us who inadvertently gave you the qualification to be born, so you have the right to curse!"

The root consciousness really wanted to swear at this moment, but then he thought, well, it does make sense!
If it weren't for the mortals of the Sixth Epoch who went online to pick people, I might still be idling in the sea of ​​origin of the Big Bang. Of course, as an unborn consciousness, there's nothing wrong with idling, but being able to come out and curse people is more open to me!

"Think about it! Think about it carefully!" The God of Fiction continued to tempt: "The Internet is full of races with different aesthetic concepts, so everyone has a different understanding of the appearance of things. You can express your appreciation for the things you like, even if it will attract personal attacks from others, but so what!"

"There are too many weird races in the Star Sea. This kind of thing happens every day, doesn't it? At most, they curse each other online and fight offline, just like the discussion between the dog-headed people, the cat-headed people and the grilled fish people. Everyone is saying that fish are beautiful, but they don't mean the same thing."

"But the purpose of going online is never to convince others, but to emphasize one's own point of view!"

"Besides, shouldn't online verbal battles be a good thing for you? As a representation of the initial malicious consciousness, what could be more malicious than netizens attacking each other? Because no one knows whether the person you are chatting with is a human or a dog."

[So, if I launch personal attacks on 10,000 netizens at the same time in the forum, and reply to them 1,500 times in a row until they delete their accounts, will you also condone this? ]

“You will be banned.”

[I knew it! What kind of freedom of speech is this?]

"It is too terrible to launch personal attacks on 10,000 people at the same time, and this is a way of draining the pond to catch fish, which cannot be sustained for a long time. I believe that launching attacks on 10,000 people is only your lowest limit, and I dare not even think of the upper limit."

"It's just that what we advocate is sustainable exhaustion of resources. You can't scold so many people at the same time and reply to them so many levels at once. This will make them feel powerless and unable to fight back."

"You need to give them a little recognition, to make them feel that they can get some value and happiness from this meaningless dispute, so that they will continue to curse at you."

"Arguing with three or five people at the same time is called a 'dispute of opinion', but arguing with more than ten thousand people at the same time means you are a robot, deliberately creating opposition and destroying the forum environment. You must be a lackey of forces outside the Epoch."

"As long as you can keep the malice pervasive, you can harvest and reap the malice endlessly. The initial malice is satisfied, and the Internet forums are purified."

"The initial malice then quietly spreads the evil thoughts collected throughout the universe, so that people will not be completely addicted to the capture of positive emotions, see the cruelty of reality and have greater motivation to pursue a better future."

"See, in this way, everyone will have a bright future!" "Then what will happen if the real universe is destroyed? You and the initial malevolence will only feel a strong sense of pleasure, and then you will become bored and enter the stage of aimlessly looking for trouble. The gods will be angry and retaliate against you because all the property they have accumulated over the years has been lost. This will be an endless contest of mutual torture."

"As the original surface consciousness of malice, you have to understand that malice is the underlying logic of the universe, but malice alone will not bring any benefits. Do you want to see a world where everything is destroyed?"

[What if I say, that's the universe I want? I want to see a bunch of crazy races wielding malice towards each other, and that's what the First Evil wants to witness.]

[In those abandoned timelines, aren't there a lot of crazy civilizations with pollution capabilities? Why did they become like this? ]

[The closer a civilization is to the depths of history, the more likely it is to be like this. They can more clearly sense the malicious call of the universe. Although it will not affect them individually, it will subtly lead their civilization towards madness and pollution.]

[The more powerful a civilization is, the easier it is to be like this. Just as ideals cannot be realized, the original evil has always existed around each of you, from mortals to gods, and even the gods! You are closely related to the Sixth Epoch, and you have naturally been harboring evil since you were born! ]

"Oh! So, I have a game that's perfect for you to try. Of course, I know you'll ask me, 'What's the price?' The price is the power of the source!"

"The original evil suppressed the three elements of goodness, unwilling to allow this universe to give birth to a true god, believing that order would destroy the existence of evil and thus lead to its own demise? Ah, then your birth was actually planned, and was 'shaped' by the original evil combined with the thoughts of the existing universe."

"So, you have actually already thrown yourself into the arms of order. After all, if you were completely malicious, you wouldn't be able to chat with us here and think electronic music is nice."

"A conscious being that can communicate is much better than a chaotic being that goes crazy every day! Being able to communicate means that you have needs, and needs must be met, and if they need to be met, there will inevitably be conditions. Then, everything can be discussed."

"This is neither charity nor a trade, but an equal 'trade'. As everyone knows, in the Sixth Epoch, even a dog on the side of the road can overturn the will of the universe in certain areas. This is not groundless."

"After all, extreme mortals are everywhere."

The Root Will was silent. It didn't doubt what the God of Fiction said about the game being suitable for malicious play. After all, the God of Fiction always had many fantastic ideas and thoughts, so much so that people in the real universe now regarded him as the god in charge of dreams.

Actually, there is no difference!

Fiction, fantasy, and illusion have been closely related to dreams from the very beginning. Now, the authority over dreams has long fallen into the hands of the God of Fiction. It is no wonder that the deep space is envious of this infinite power and is going crazy with jealousy.

These "flash of inspiration" should have fallen into the distant deep space through the invisible sea of ​​thoughts, becoming unrealized deep-sea scraps floating in the deep levels of consciousness.

But now, these ideas have been obtained and intercepted by the God of Fiction, and they have been "reproduced" and "created". So, how can the things that have been created and implemented be called abandoned projects!

The power of deep space is thus reduced.

"I have another plan!" The God of Fiction briefly discussed with the three gods: "This origin star region is very useful! We will materialize the game Tetris here, so that the huge accumulation of terrible malice and deep darkness here will begin to circulate!"

"Things that flow will not decay. New things will replace old things, and new ideas will conflict with old ideas, so brand new things are born!"

"I decided to move some of the universal mini-games I made before here, so that the dark stars of origin will glow with new brilliance. I will cover them with different game worlds. Their energy will sustain the operation of the new world and accept challengers from all over the universe."

"And those malicious people have a place to play - they can reasonably use the 'difficulty of the game' to abuse the players. At the same time, the abused players will not only not regard this as a hateful thing, but will think that their level is too low and enter the stage of self-improvement. This is called 'challenging'."

"As for the new game I'm going to provide you, from the perspective of game classification, it should be considered a tabletop chess game. Of course, under my operation, tabletop games can also be electronic, and electronic games can also be tabletop games. In fact, many games share this logic."

"I will describe for you a universe full of malice and cesspools. Just as the original malice expected, each race and force has extraordinary skills and a shockingly rubbish system, as well as their own unique and amazing wisdom. The original gods and leaders who control this game are the answers to the questions, the most despicable of the despicable people. You will definitely feel fully involved."

“The name of this game is Warhammer 40K.”

As a classic IP, the background of the Warhammer universe is second to none among all kinds of games, but the reasons for its popularity are that Star Wars is really cool, and the desperate struggle of the human empire like free swimming in the cesspool, which is also a major selling point that cannot be ignored.

Of course, most Warhammer fans don’t like the cesspool universe, but they just like the macho men who form a sharp contrast with the cesspool universe.

Just like someone once wished that the founder of the Kryptonian novels would be reincarnated into the Kryptonian universe after his death, the comments below are equally embarrassing. If he was really reincarnated, he might as well be dead. This is also true in Warhammer. When asked, they all say they are loyal, but when they go there, they all wave their hands.

Of course, the Sixth Epoch also has its own Four Gods of the Subspace, but they were defeated by the Paradise Civilization in the early days of the formation of the universe. Now only the original curse is left floating on some dying stars, but the fifth evil god here is not the Emperor, but the Rectification Agreement.

Ah, the Iron Man sat on the golden toilet, what a "loyalty" this is! Of course, the real golden toilet is now occupied by the Eternal Messenger.

[Interesting. This is what I want to see! ]

Faced with the dung pit and grass-mixing game described by the God of Fiction, the Root Will was quickly moved.

Hmm. It sounds much more interesting than "Civilization" and "Stellaris", and the sense of immersion is very strong.

(End of this chapter)