The World of Evil God game.

Chapter 684 Cheers from the Stars (Finale)

The end of the world passed by so quickly, and after the gold coins exploded all over the ground and took away a bunch of gold coins, the only unhappy person left was the God of Death.

The joys and sorrows of humans and gods are not the same. Ordinary people are just making money, but the God of Death is using this event to recover his losses and prove that he is not a loser.

But when he discovered that the group of demons also appeared here in disguise, Xiao Deng's anger was ignited!

"It's the boss!" The demons looked a little frightened.

But there are also some tough ones.

"What are you afraid of? We have the money. Now we can tell him righteously that we are quitting!"

"Look at this! Boss!"

A demon god raised the reward in his hand. The gold coins were just extra prizes. The real prizes were wish cards that were rarely seen in the real universe. This time they were distributed to the participating players in bulk.

"You don't have this card! Ha! I knew that with your skills, your DPS would not be high, and you have made no contribution at all. Death Company is completely supported by us, the slave workers. Now we have got the wish card!"

"This is the power of all the staff! We have a combined output of millions, and you are just one person!"

"What should we do? We should say it out loud! Wish card, make our wishes come true!"

“We want to resign!”

The wish card emitted a strong light, and the demons' wish for freedom was transmitted to the card. Along with the changes in reality, they also received an additional letter of resignation in the Death Company.

The boss's various evil deeds and bad words, full of complaints, criticized the company system, blamed colleagues, and even wrote the colleagues' "crimes" in black and white in the resignation letter.
All kinds of vicious and angry words appeared on the paper. With this forced resignation letter, the death company could no longer oppress them!
This is the last dance!
"Don't worry, the wish card just helped them write a forced resignation letter, but in theory it's useless."

Professor Halley pointed at the group of abstractly dancing demons:

"I remember them being criminals. What's the point of resigning? They are not released from prison. They have to continue working for you even if they resign until they have paid for their past mistakes."

“They don’t create enough economic value!”

The old professor thought for a moment and whispered, "We don't even have to pay them wages. Without an employment relationship, all that's left is labor reform. Theoretically, they even have to pay to work."

The God of Death stroked his chin and said, "You mean, after they resigned, not only did I not suffer any loss, but I also gained a group of paid employees. All the money they swiped this time belongs to me?"

Unlike the happy God of Death, the demons' awkward dance stopped instantly.

There must be something wrong!
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All players who participated in the battle received rewards, it was just a matter of how much the prize was. Even a master at giving away kills like the Great Elder received a participation award and a special "super ghost prize."

After all, there has never been a guy like the Great Elder who can give away kills even when playing with a defense tower. But in other words, if there are no noobs like the Great Elder participating in the game, how can other game players, even the villains, feel involved?
It is the Great Elder who protects everyone's smile and will!
"No comparison, no harm. What is the Super Ghost Helpfulness Award?"

"You mean I'm not good at participating in large-scale battle games? I just want to prove my strength! One day I will become the top laner of the elves!"

Because he didn't play effective DPS and even ranked last, the elder's wish to get a wish card was unfulfilled. He repeatedly asked other elf players to give him their wish cards, but no one was willing to do so.

"Every time after playing a game, I will report the opponent who plays badly, because it makes me feel superior. Great Elder, you are the guardian of the entire universe. Because of you, even if we are in a bad mood at other times, as long as we are matched with you, everyone will be very happy."

The elf masters represented by the Prophet launched a movement to protect the Great Elder, and it gradually evolved into the Noob Protection Alliance. The Great Elder claimed that this was class oppression in the game and must be seriously resisted, and decided to continue playing a game online to protect the dignity of the noobs.

Just like when he played Fist of the Gods before, even the noobs have their own ways of doing things that the masters can hardly understand. For this reason, the Great Elder entered the Rea School of Magic to study, determined to defend the dignity of all the noobs in the universe.

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"The last God of Creation went to the Doomsday Dimension. He will never come back. But in fact, the Messenger of Rejuvenation has already completed the correction when he abandoned his human side. That was the revival he used on himself."

"The other gods of deep space have also found the work they are supposed to do. The ideals of some gods have not been completely corrected, but it's not a big problem. As time goes by, their ideals and beliefs will change sooner or later, because the root area of ​​the Sixth Epoch has been completed."

"What about that oversized creeper? And the messenger who committed the foolish act of fighting against the God of Time, isn't he also unrepentant?"

"That creeper? It's simple. It generated a map seed in the block world and turned off the block destruction. This guy can only explode every day but can't destroy anything. After a while, his ideals will be shattered. But it doesn't matter if his ideals are shattered."

"After all, the Big Bang is nothing special. Now everyone has a new version of sub-reality. What that guy destroyed is still the old stuff, which is outdated. As the saying goes, you destroy ≠ I admit to destroying."

In the root area of ​​the Sixth Epoch, the glory of the good god is flickering. Several gods gather here to witness the birth of the first good god in the universe. After crossing the apocalypse, those Knights of the Day who once shone brightly in the game of civilization and were promoted to gods with their ideals, the gods of light they have transformed into are finally coming.

"I hope he won't be as abstract as the true gods of the Fifth Epoch."

"We witnessed the birth of the new god, and we also gained the positive authority of completion. Art is meant to resist the increase of entropy. What it creates and spreads is order."

"The same is true of the lack of positive emotions in the initial Sixth Epoch. Those beautiful things did not exist because the Sixth Epoch itself was the biggest anomaly. But fortunately, at least our fantasy time was not taken away, and now, everything has returned to normal."

Under the gaze of the gods, the three positive areas burst into dazzling light, and then some things changed.

Wandering in the real universe, the remaining deep space entities, who had no choice but to hide in remote star regions because of failure, sensed the changes in the depths of the Sixth Epoch. The emergence of positive forces meant their demise, but these entities were already tired.

There is absolutely no chance of winning the battle with the real universe. Now even the distant doomsday has admitted defeat, and the deep space has disappeared and turned into other dimensions. In this case, it is better to directly throw myself into the light and transform into basic information.

But just as they were waiting to disappear, when the first positive light burst out in the universe, they looked at their "molded" bodies in surprise.

The power of deep space was not eliminated by the positive force. It still existed, but had some changes.

Originally, deep space was gathered together with people's subconsciousness, abandoned projects, and many forgotten or discarded ideas. After the positive force was born and the fictional God created the sub-reality, people can finally pick up their forgotten dreams again.

The deep space entities heard the echo.

Those who once lost their dreams asked their past selves in the historical projection, or their IF selves in other world lines, whether they had realized their dreams and lived a happy life. They talked freely, exchanged views, and promised to become better people.

"This is extinction. The original deep space was full of darkness and depth. It was those forces that created us. They collapsed and went crazy because their ideals could not be realized. This is also the reason why we can use specific gods to create a group of gods. The throne of God is there. But now, if the deep space still exists, it will probably produce a new transformation."

"For us, this is death, but it's not bad now. At least we still have the previous 'will'. What we hear is just the sound of people picking up their ideals and gradually realizing them."

“Starting from the game, creating a different art, taking back what was discarded, this is ‘lost and found’.”

This is also a positive concept, and these deep space entities now understand it.

"Look!" A deep space entity looked towards the deepest part of the Sixth Epoch. A brilliant light burst out and was projected to all parts of the universe through the power of the gods.

"The God of Light is born."

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Outside the era, in nothingness.

The Blank God watched the defeat of the Doomsday Dimension throughout the entire process, although it was surprising for the guy to admit defeat voluntarily.

But the Sixth Era was still successful. Even Doomsday felt that those people were extremely troublesome and difficult to defeat. He had foreseen his own disastrous defeat and therefore absconded with the money in advance.

"Running away with the money, is this the ultimate goal of all enemies?"

"But since it left and threatened to develop some anti-virus software, this is just right for me."

"The desire for destruction that urged me to act has also disappeared. Just because I am the beginning, I am also the end. Bringing destruction is my mission. But since even the last man is willing to be a virus killer, it is normal for me to create a new world, right?"

“All conditions are ready”

The Blank God withdrew his gaze on the distant coordinates, the doomsday faded, and he was about to successfully transform. During this period of time, the civilizations participating in the creation had already completed their competition. They had paid a huge price to get to this point, just to gain a place in their new world.

Although the previous eras have all returned, and the Blank God can even feel that the reflection of the Enlightenment God has reappeared, the past era is the past, and the broken timeline has entered a new future when it was broken.

They are simply trapped in old information and unable to move forward or think further. If they go back to the past, all current efforts will be in vain, and many worlds are unwilling to return to a strange era.

"Well, I'm ready, let's get started."

The Blank God sent a message to the fictional universe of the Sixth Epoch.

Ryan and the Iron Princess received it quickly.

"The latest method of creation is to use negative numbers. Negative numbers are truly the greatest invention in the universe."

"If everything above 0 disappears, then negative numbers are complete regression."

"The eternal negative one second has begun, or perhaps it has already been prepared."

Blank God was also very nervous, after all, this was his first time operating.

This is my first time creating a new world. How should I behave and what should I pay attention to? I am waiting for your reply online, urgently.

He casually posted this, and soon it attracted a large number of netizens from the Sixth Epoch.

“Don’t be too perfect.”

"Leave some room for improvement!"

"We are broadcasting the birth of a new world live!"

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"Come on, let's continue playing games."

Shang Lin returned to his loyal tavern, which was still packed today, with familiar and unfamiliar people gathered here. Miss Malt in the church was busy promoting new games and brand new tavern activities.

"Oh! My Lord! Do you have any plans for today?"

Miss Malt took out the latest flyers: "Our church is thriving. These are the independent games that are about to be promoted or have already been put on the shelves, from various races."

"The elves have jointly created a duel game. Although this game is essentially created by noobs and experts who are dissatisfied with each other, it combines mecha battles, guns, magic, and stabbing. In short, it has too many elements. It is now a hot-selling product here and has the potential to become a big hit."

"The dwarves have launched a mining card game, which is a secondary creation based on Hearthstone cards. Although it is not very kryptonian gold, it is not good for liver. It is only recommended for races without liver, such as stone men."

"The gods related to food have launched a game called Big Eater. They have created a beautiful world where everyone can eat and eat. The most important thing is that the food eaten in the game will taste the same in reality, and the energy and other things are completely consistent, but you won't gain weight."

"The Sacrifice Church is really good. They created a love game where you can interact with beautiful girls all over the universe and even kiss them. Even I was included in it. Although there were a lot of complaints, the players were very receptive to it."

"let me see."

Shang Lin rubbed his chin as he thought.

"After we open-sourced our methods for making mini-games, many more people came to Steam to contribute. The emergence of sub-reality and MODs has also made this universe no different from a game, allowing people to create and conceive freely. So, games have even embraced other arts."

"So, I decided to hold an 'award ceremony'."

Malt: "Awards ceremony?"

Shang Lin: "That's right! The video game award is to recognize the excellent video games released in the universe in the past few years. Since this is the first session, the upper limit will be relaxed a bit."

“The awards for art, craft and gaming experience include: Best Operational Game, Best Art Direction, Best Mobile Game, Best Performance, Best Soundtrack and Music, Best Adaptation, Best Multiplayer Game, and Best Independent Game.”

“Game of the Year.”

"For other artistic creations, we will also set up the same award ceremony. The most influential works of art among the stars will be placed in the Art Hall of the Steam Kingdom. This will be regarded as the highest honor in the universe!"

"Now, draft these notices and start preparing. Our job as the Fictional Church is to materialize people's dreams. There are many people in the endless universe and world lines who are starting fantasy time!"

Joyful laughter emanated from the fictional church and simultaneously echoed in the Kingdom of God throughout the universe!

"Did you hear that?"

Shang Lin looked over the ceiling of the church and towards the distant stars.

"Cheers from among the stars."

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(End of this chapter)