The World of Evil God game.

Chapter 665: God of Denial

Just as the messenger of revival thought.

The Dawn Devil is now on the verge of disappearing. He is like a transparent wandering soul exiled in the world. When he saw the Review Messenger trying to debate with those materialistic tribal warriors, the Dawn Devil came up with a good plan.

The messenger of revival can revive his own "status"!
That's right, as long as he can notice me, I can become the biggest enemy of this universe. With the help of the power of revival, I can transcend the framework of idealism, enter the world of materialism, and become the first materialistic god in history.

However, the "world" that he observed was very blurry. This was probably because he almost died, and the reality he descended into had been tampered with by the primitive people of the tribe, so he could not observe it clearly.

It's like a 4K ultra-clear video has been compressed to 320P, or even lower, so blurry that it's almost unrecognizable.

Well. Although there are gods who believe in materialism among the gods, such as the God of Ghosts, as a soul body, it is already unbearable that he can actually fight with the iron fist of materialism, but the key is that he actually has a self-consistent set of divine logic.

And now, in sub-reality, the emergence of creative workshops also indirectly proves this point.

Sometimes, materialism is also idealism, and idealism is also materialism. The boundary between the two is not so clear. I think, I think, I fantasize, I see, and finally I witness and I get.

It was as if after I spread the truth, these tribal people who originally believed in God suddenly became wise and turned into a group of extreme materialistic mortals. It’s just that their "materialism" is not quite the same as what I taught. They directly "thought of disappearance" about themselves. Isn't this a more powerful idealism?
Well, maybe it should be called absurdism!
Absurdism believes that life exists in a meaningless and incomprehensible universe, and any attempt to find meaning will be met with frustration and confusion.

All efforts and pursuits are in vain.

Life craves for meaning, but the world itself is indifferent and meaningless. This contradiction constitutes the core of the absurd.

Of course, it could also be nihilism.

Nihilism advocates that there is no ultimate meaning to life, that truth may not exist or be untouchable, or that one may fall into self-denial.

"This is absolutely absurd. Those primitive people clearly believed that the truth of the world is materialism, but the source of power they figured out is still absurd and idealistic!"

"But soon, I will be able to use this power. I will take back double the power that was taken away from me by those extreme mortals!"

Now that Deep Space has failed, the next strongest enemy to appear is... yes, it's me!
Enemies outside the era, those guys in the Fifth Epoch who mean well but do bad things, I will show you what the truth of the universe and the world is!
I have completely understood it.

No matter what doctrine it is, no matter what reality it is, it has its own truth. As long as you can adapt to this truth, you can control all the laws of the universe!
When some people deny the existence of truth, the truth has actually appeared in another form. If the denial is established, then the process of denial is his truth. If the denial is not established, then the truth is unshakable!
"Pay attention to me quickly, Messenger of Resurrection, I need your help!"

The Dawn Devil felt his own power. Although he was suppressed by these extreme tribesmen, he could still project a small part of his energy into the world.

Well, there is one more thing. I have also gained some of the abilities of those extreme mortals who took away my power. This is probably the duality and correlation of truth.

With the power of those mortals who have realized their ideals, you can do more.

"Well, first I'll invade."

The Dawn Devil tried to use the abilities of those extreme mortals in the past. Those who had ideals and hopes and were determined to become little knights of justice were not knights. Invasion was the means he was good at, and its logic was somewhat similar to the subspace invasion reality.

It's just that the primitive people of those tribes are too powerful. They hold the "truth they think they are", making it very difficult for the dawn devil to invade. Moreover, they can't enter the "reality they think" in the form of spirits, so they can only...
"Oh my god, who cut me with a knife?"

The revival messenger is trying to drive away those primitive people in the tribe. These primitive people not only enthusiastically share the scientific research truth with him, but also rub nuclear fusion with their hands to show him. Even though he refuted that this is obviously "thinking power", these people came up with a lot of logic to show that this is feasible!
Who do you think you are?

The tribal people in the Civilization game!
The Messenger of Renaissance knew that if he could not get rid of the influence of this group of people, he would soon disappear in their materialistic world. Perhaps he would fall into some unknown plane of exile, or he might really be erased from the concept for a short time!

But at this critical moment, someone suddenly slashed him with a knife, and the whole world seemed to be shaken by the knife, as if the "reality" in front of him was no longer solid!

"You guys actually attacked me?"

The Messenger of Revival was furious and believed that it was the primitive people in front of him who did it, but these people looked at each other and said that they just wanted to share the various scientific theories they had figured out in these days and definitely did not attack the Messenger of Revival.

"We have abandoned the barbaric and useless things like fighting. We are willing to study scientific theories and calculate various formulas to discover the laws of the universe. This is very interesting and easy to get started. We know you must be embarrassed to ask us for advice. It doesn't matter. We treat all outsiders equally."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Just treat it as a sleep aid. We have more scientific learning methods. Even the dumbest person can gain some insights from it and enter the palace of knowledge."

The Messenger of Renaissance was about to say something when he was stabbed in the back again!
"How are you going to explain this? I was stabbed hard by you!"

"Whoa!"

Countless arrows shot out from the void as if they were free, directly turning the messenger of revival into a hedgehog. However, in the materialistic reality created by the tribal people, the concept of being injured is not the same as in the ordinary universe.

The Messenger of Revival suddenly found blood dripping from his body.

Blood?

How could such a thing appear?
I have already abandoned the human half of myself. But then again, even if I still keep the human half, I am also the body of a god. If I was hit and blown up, I should have exploded with some divine power or gold coins. Why would I explode with blood?
Gods don't bleed, that's because they bleed something else.

"Isn't it common sense that you will bleed when you are attacked? Have you never bled since you were a child?"

The surprised questions from the tribesmen in front of him made the Revival Messenger scared to death. He felt dizzy and his body was pierced by a large number of arrows, which meant that if he continued to follow the thinking process of these tribesmen, he would most likely "die from excessive blood loss"!
As expected, the tribesmen started to talk nonsense. "Any life will feel pain if it is attacked, and will bleed if it is injured. If it bleeds too much, it will die, and once it dies, nothing will be left."

The revival messenger gnashed his teeth and said, "Shut up! I have lived for who knows how many years. I am no different from who I was thousands of years ago. I can't... I will never die because of this."

Tribal people: "Look at you, you don't recognize the laws of the conventional universe again. This is one of the truths of the universe. We are all like this. And you said you have lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years? Don't be ridiculous. The life span is not that long, because there is a limit to cell division. Although we have discussed immortality before, at least we think it is impossible at present."

The revival messenger's dizziness became more severe!

These tribal bastards are really tampering with the laws of reality! Yes, these guys are not primitive people at all, they are "natural disasters" created by the truth monster of the Dawn Devil!
If they were thrown into the entire universe, the probability would be good. If they were scattered, their lethality would probably not be that great. It is precisely because of their grouping that these people are so outrageous and have mastered the truth of the universe, although that is what they think.
"Well, he's lost too much blood, come and give him first aid."

It was not until this time that the tribesmen thought of saving the Resurrection Messenger in front of them. However, several tribal scientists were very interested in the Resurrection Messenger:
"Chief, Chief, he just took dozens of arrows and didn't die. His physique is simply superhuman."

"It seems that we have to raise some of the theoretical thresholds. A few dozen arrows cannot completely kill a strong person. It will take at least a hundred arrows."

"Don't say these useless things. We can talk about theories later. What I want to ask is which one of you shot him with a bow and arrow?"

The chief looked around but no one admitted it. He then helplessly said to the Renaissance Messenger who was lying on the ground receiving treatment: "No one is really attacking you. We are all educated people. We will not shoot people with bows and arrows casually."

At this time, the Dawn Devil in the Vanishing World saw the Messenger of Revival lying down. He still saw a blurry scene. He only saw those tribesmen seemed to be pointing fingers at the Messenger of Revival. He immediately thought to himself that this was not good. Could it be that the Messenger of Revival was defeated by these primitive people?

This shouldn't be the case. The Messenger of Revival is a true god transformed from a human being. He is different from himself, a product of idealism. The Messenger of Revival is at most a god whose power is suppressed in that reality.

"It seems that it is time to use the power of the second extreme mortal. Let me tell you about the ideals and truths they hold."

Mortal number two, the man with the terrifying temperature, step out!
The Dawn Devil began to adjust the temperature, and the Messenger of Revival was suddenly torn between life and death, sometimes cold and sometimes hot. This was because the world he felt was different from the world felt by the primitive people in the surrounding tribes!

“It’s so hot, so cold!”

"Today the world temperature is only 22 degrees, which is the most livable and comfortable temperature. Theoretically, you should not feel overheated or overcooled. It seems that you are sick, my friend from afar."

It was this sentence that made the Messenger of Revival really sick. He hurriedly tried to open the forum login, not caring about the risk of being discovered by the God of Banning. He was ready to buy an unclean calendar from the Internet to eliminate the effects of his illness. However, he suddenly discovered that the forum login could not receive the network signal here!
That’s right! The primitive people here insist on materialism, so belief in the Internet is useless here!

"Why haven't you noticed me yet?" The Dawn Devil frowned, looking at the Messenger of Revival rolling over and over on the ground. This guy's behavior was as funny as that of a mortal.

Could it be that after the divine power was suppressed, his perception of the world also decreased? As a god, he should have long felt that there was another reality that was covered up here!

"It seems that the force is not enough!"

Mortal No. 3, Spirit of the Past, Step Out!

The Spirit of the Past is a self-paralyzed heroic soul, and therefore can tamper with the memories and cognition of others. However, in this world that has been tampered with by these primitive people, this power does not work very well. When the Dawn Devil was exiled, he tried to use this power to modify it back as soon as possible, but it still ended in failure.

This is probably because the Spirit of the Past has realized his own ideal, so the tampering of memory and cognition is not as buggy as before. Now it can only be changed for the better and cannot be changed for the worse. This version was not strengthened but weakened after the update, which also made the Dawn Devil very uncomfortable.

"Just stuff a little bit of memory in there! Stuff it in for me!"

This time it finally worked. A short paragraph of text appeared in the mind of the Revival Messenger, telling him what had just happened and what he needed to do next.

However, because the Dawn Devil was almost disappearing and the ability to tamper with memory was suppressed, the text was blurred and there were dense watermarks on it like a murder book.

Renaissance Messenger: "There is an extra memory in my mind. Not only can it not be played, but it also prompts that the file is damaged. There is also a strange watermark on it. Did you do this too?"

The chief of the tribe said: "My friend, I think you are sick and confused. No one in this world can force a memory on you. Your brain belongs to you."

"No, I'm pretty sure something is talking to me and I know it!"

The messenger of revival climbed up with difficulty. He finally understood who was torturing him. So, in the surprised eyes of the chief, he hugged the totem pole, and then tried his best to use the last of his divine power to "revive" the totem pole!

The dawn devil in the disappearing world felt the power of revival!

"Ah! The divine power that allows everything to be reborn, I will return with the strongest appearance and spread the truth of all things in the starry sea! This time, even God can't stop the operation of truth, and the same goes for those sub-realities. As for the Creative Workshop, it will also be mine!"

At dawn the devil steps towards the light of revival.

But the world he appeared in the next moment was not next to the Messenger of Revival.

A god appeared before his eyes, sitting upright on a chair. His entire body was a skeleton, and he was wearing a tattered cloak. He looked like a hero or a legendary figure. There was also a sign next to his chair, which automatically displayed the following words:
[The God of Denial——Before waking up, he will deny all existence that comes here. ]

[The one who sees the truth——your truth is denied by me, there is no such thing here! ]

"Oh my god! Where did you get to? You damned guy!"

(End of this chapter)