I Became a God in a Horror Game

"The second time, Guy and I defected to the Aboriginal camp," Alex said in a low voice.

"This time, with Guy's encouragement, I learned about this group of indigenous people and their belief in evil gods. I used to think they were very ignorant, but at that time, for the first time, I felt that ignorance was a good thing."

Alex chuckled twice: "Their beliefs come from the land and the evil gods, they will never leave the territory given to them by the evil gods to invade other places, in other words, they will not be like the army on my side. Follow-up large-scale wars continue to invade other places."

"I was foolish to think that as long as the natives won the war smoothly, it would all be over."

"I already know that it's useless to hide this potion, because those who have been saved by me will tell their own faction the effect of this potion no matter what, so this time I chose to tell the effect of the potion directly. Indigenous."

Alex lowered his head and couldn't see his expression: "After resurrecting two dead natives, these natives easily believed me, I created a large army of native undead, made plans, and attacked in an orderly manner. The enemy, soon I won a stage victory."

"When the other party was desperate and was ready to use the artillery in large numbers, I ambushed the other party with the undead army, and transferred this huge batch of artillery to the indigenous people."

"On the sixth night, under the double deterrence of the undead army and a large number of artillery pieces, they finally gave in, and chose to negotiate peace with the natives, instead of further attacking."

Alex's voice was hoarse: "I don't know how long such a false peace can last, but at that moment I was relieved. After the peace agreement was signed and the war stopped, I thought I would definitely win the game this time, But I never imagined that…”

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before continuing with difficulty: "...After I returned to the camp of the natives, they aimed their artillery at the undead army that had been fully resurrected."

"Those natives say that these undead people are evil and cursed by gods. They have tolerated the existence of this group of undead people until the end of the war, and only now did they finally decide to judge them."

Alex said hoarsely: "No matter how I explain that this group of undead is no different from normal people after being completely resurrected, they still don't believe it, and everyone's face is filled with unspeakable fear, shouting loudly at this group. The undead don't die easily, they have to be bombarded repeatedly with cannons to break them to pieces before they can no longer be resurrected."

"...that group of undead used to be their parents, friends, lovers, and even children, they knelt in front of me, hugged their corpses and cried and begged me to resurrect them, but now, they are using this group of undead to win Later, because of the strength of the other party, they were afraid, and in turn condemned the other party as a heretic, and sent the other party to hell."

Alex sneered: "How ironic, I was glad they didn't hurt others' ignorance, but this moment has become a weapon to hurt myself."

"I screamed for the undead to flee, but they stayed where they were."

"Because in the process of their resurrection, they will gradually recover their memories from seven days ago. They don't know what happened in these seven days. They just open their arms to the close relatives and friends, show a smile, and then let They put themselves on artillery."

Alex gritted his teeth: "Until they were aimed at the opening of the artillery, they still didn't understand what was going on. I watched them call the name of their closest person at the moment when they were fully alive. , was blasted to smithereens by the closest people."

"...The second game, I lost again, I chose to read the file again and start over."

"In the third game, I didn't join any faction. I went crazy and kept creating my own undead army to attack and control the other two factions. The more they resisted, the more people died. The greater the number of undead armies."

Alex took two deep breaths: "Just like this, I soon took over the situation. In order to restrain me, the other two sides had to stop the war and chose to cooperate. One side transported a large number of artillery pieces, and the other side used the terrain to cooperate with each other to attack me. ."

"But the artillery was intercepted by me again. I experienced the first two times. Not only was I proficient in firepower rationing, but I was also very clear about the terrain. I thought that as long as it stayed like this for seven days, it would be fine."

Alexton paused: "On the sixth night, I went to ask the evil god, and I said that as long as there is no war in these seven days, I will win, right?"

"He said yes, but the world line you're on will continue to run on the world line you won."

Alex shed a tear, his tone choked: "...that is to say, if I win in this world line, I have to keep creating undead to keep my faction strong and suppress the other two. A faction cooperates so that they cannot go to war."

"But these undead people will become living people after seven days. They are no longer undead. They are also normal living people with flesh and blood. If I continue to make undead people, I must keep killing people. Stop killing people, and the war will continue, and everything I want to change remains essentially the same."

"I chose to read the file again and start over."

Alex was silent for a long time, his eyes staring blankly at the statue of the old evil god: "...I have come back ten times, I have tried everything I can to prevent the outbreak of the war, to prevent all people died."

"But even if I have an infinite number of undead potions, with ten chances to come back, there will still be a large number of people who will die in this war."

"I realized that neither the potion nor I can save anyone. The only way to stop the war is if there is no initiator of the war, so that the harm of the war will not expand further."

Alex wept numbly: "So when I read the file for the last time, I chose to pour all the paint that the evil god gave me on the arsenal, and kill everyone with my own hands on the eve of the war."

"In the end, the real world turned out to be the last time, I killed everyone, and the time of the world continued to flow forward."

"And I lost the game with the evil god, so he combined my experiences ten times to create this nightmare-like endless cycle of war world, and fixed me here forever as a character in his game, watching my Pain as fun."

Alex bowed his head, tears dripping from his chin: "...every cycle in this world of war I've been in begins with a new batch of soldiers I've never seen before, and then End with these soldiers playfully sinking the undead I made to the bottom of the lake."

"I can't remember how many times Guy has been sunk to the bottom of the lake and reappeared in the tent, lying beside me, because the other living dead will forget what happened seven days ago, they don't remember anything."

"But I remember."

Alex smiled nervously at the evil god woodcarving, tears rolling down: "—I remember every cycle!"

"Because I am not the living dead, I am the only living person in this world of the living dead. God does not allow me to die, so I can't forget it, I remember it all."

Alex's voice is hoarse to the point of breath:

"At first I was stuck here trying to change what was going on here, trying to save them in this virtual world, but then I got desperate - I couldn't change anything."

He smiled blankly:

"Nobody understood what I was doing, except Guy, who believed in me completely, so I confided to him what was going to happen, and Guy said, let's run away."

"We found a fog-like blank area, which should be the border of this virtual war world. We couldn't get out after many methods, but Guy and I didn't give up. After each cycle, I would tell Guy again, We'll come back here and find a way."

"Until one day." Alex whispered softly, "I was kneeling on the border, the desire to be trapped was driving me crazy, I heard the voice of the evil god again, he asked me, do you want to go out?"

"I said yes, he said he could design a way out for me, but Guy and I are the only ones who can get out of here, let me choose."

Alex's eyes were red: "I chose to let Guy go out."

"Guy doesn't know anything, he can't hear the voice of the evil god, I watched him disappear into the mist, and the voice of surprise came from the other end, saying Alex, I'm out!"

"The fog disappeared in front of my eyes in an instant. I saw Guy standing on the other side of the barrier. He smiled and beckoned me to go out. I said that I have to study the rules of going out. It may have been a mistake. By mistake, I may have to wait for the next seven days to come out."

Alex blinked slightly: "Guy is the living dead, I know he will be fully resurrected in the next seven days, and then forget that I am trapped in this world, he may think me in that real world dead."

"But at least one person, my lover, was rescued by me."

"Guy came to the edge of the barrier every day to find me, he couldn't get in, and every day he shared with me what he saw outside, and he said to me in surprise that he found my and his tomb, and there were still Elena's letter and wedding dress, he said that the little girl grew up and made him a wedding dress."

Alex's voice was choked: "He held up his wedding dress and smiled so happily, I felt for a moment that my pain was meaningful."

"But seven days later, I'm at that boundary again, ready to see Guy one last time before the cycle restarts..."

Alex's whole body trembled: "I found Guy on the other side of the barrier, holding his wedding dress, he turned into an unconscious corpse, he turned into a bluish-white zombie."

"I almost went crazy, beating the woodcarving of the evil god over and over again and asking him why."

"The evil god told me that Guy was originally a living dead. When he left this virtual world and entered reality, the time on his body was also separated from the time of the virtual world and synchronized with the real time."

"The evil god said in a sympathetic voice, Alex, have you forgotten? In the real world, in the ending you chose, Guy was killed by you long ago, and he was originally a corpse. "

"Guy can only live for seven days, and after seven days, he will be what he should be in the real world."

"I'm not reconciled. I've tried time and time again to get Guy out of here, but I've failed, but it's just that there are more zombie brides in the border."

Alex's voice gradually faded: "I finally gave up, numbly took the wedding dress and letters that Zombie Guy took back, and waited until the next cycle to give to another Guy, so that he could wear Elaine before he died. Na's wedding dress to marry me, which is probably the happiest thing for him."

"...other, I can't do anything."

Anti-God stared at him: "You should hate the Evil God very much, I don't understand why you are helping the Evil God to complete the sacrificial ceremony for this new Evil God's heir this time?"

Alex's eyes rolled, as if he had glanced at the Anti-God, then turned back and looked at the statue of the new evil god: "—Do you know how to escape the control of a god?"

Nishen was silent for a moment: "Go and create a new god, right?"

"How can you make sure this new god is a good guy and doesn't keep designing games to torture you?"

Alex's voice was barely audible:

"I don't know, but I've never seen the evil god have such a strong obsession with a new soldier. The moment that soldier named Bai Liu entered this war world, I heard the evil god happily say to me, the new soldier. The Heretic God, the heir he has long chosen has finally arrived."

"I could hardly control my disgust for Bai Liu at that moment, and I also hated the few subordinates he brought in. I hated their contact with Guy."

Nishen recalled in his heart - so Bai Liu told him before that he just entered the game and saw the first face of Alex, and his favorability fell below the safe value, and these players who chose Alex's enemy camp are good The sensitivity is stable above 60.

There is a reason behind this.

Alex continued: "But soon I didn't feel so disgusted with Bai Liu, because the evil god told me that once the new god was formed, he would fall and his control over me would be lifted - this Bai Liu was here to destroy him. , and then inherit his throne."

"The rotation between gods is also so brutal, it's no different from humans." Alex couldn't restrain the mocking smile on his face, "--maybe because of the nature of gods, they are also human beings full of desires."

"Have you ever thought about why the Heretic God wants to tell you the information that is harmful to him?" Nishen said, "In case he wants to kill..."

When Nishen said this, he stopped abruptly.

Alex turned his head to look at Nishen, his brows were lowered, his eyes were gloomy, and his laughter was frantic: "—Who killed me? What I'm most afraid of now is death."

"I don't want to save anyone anymore, and I don't have anything to fear. No matter what the cost, as long as it ends, I'm willing to do it."

Alex panted, his eyes red:

"When that guy, that evil god told me about these things, when he said that Bai Liu would destroy him, he was smiling from the bottom of his heart."

"He was completely looking forward to Bai Liu's killing him to become the new evil god."

Alex sneered morbidly: "--probably he is just like me, impatient to live, waiting to die in this world full of human ugly desires until he is about to go crazy, so he expects that someone can end Take your own life."

Alex stared straight at the wood carving of the old evil god:

"You know, new soldier, I talked to this evil god once after losing the game, and he questioned me from the top, asking me if I knew why I lost the game?"

"I said I don't know, I've tried my best, but still can't change anything, why can't everyone survive."

"So he laughed. He said that most of the time human desires are based on killing each other. The more unhappy a person is, the stronger his desire to hurt others or his own, the more meaningful his existence is."

"He is the discerner, storer, and listener of all evil desires in this world. As long as there is one person in this world whose desires are bloody, the game of the evil gods will never stop."

Alex's eyes gradually shifted from the old woodcarving to the face of the new woodcarving: "—Bai Liu, he found, the most suitable player for games related to desire, his desire is too strong, so strong that it can exceed This game touches the existence of God."

"Bai Liu is a player born for the evil god's game. Everything the evil god carefully prepared in the game, war, destruction, death, and soul, are all to celebrate his coming."

"God favors him and is willing to die for him." Alexton paused, "Whether it's the last one who has already fallen, or the one who is full of expectations."

The old woodcarving of the evil god has a strangely gentle and sweet smile. The new woodcarving of the evil god is less than one-third left, and it will be perfectly born from the log.

The smile on the face of Xinxinshen woodcarving is warm and tranquil, as if a merciful deity is hypocritically overlooking all living beings.

Temple.

The petrification of the prophet sitting on the stone bench has spread to his heart, which made it difficult for him to speak, and his voice became difficult: "—What did you put in this copy?"

The man in the hood had a weird and gentle smile that was exactly the same as the old wooden carving of the evil god. He folded his palms and opened his hands. A pure black whip and a floating inverse cross appeared out of thin air between his hands.

"—His original weapons and beliefs."

There are bone spurs all over the whip, which is extremely sharp. Compared with the previous siren bone whip and the spade lizard bone whip, although this whip looks similar, it has an obvious evil spirit.

The reverse cross is made of some unknown stone, and the color on it is as if blood is flowing, and it contains a soul-catching light.

The prophet's pupils shrank for a moment: "You put Bai Liu's weapon and inverse cross in this copy?"

"Bai Liu is the most perfect heir I picked out of so many Bai Liu." The man smiled with a kind of connivance, "I broke his original weapon and reverse cross, and I should replace him with a newer and better one. isn't it?"

"It's like I killed his old god, and I should give him a more perfect new god."

The prophet gasped hard: "Bai Liu hates you, he won't become your believer, so what you said about giving him a more perfect new god is not true at all, he will not believe in you, nor will he If you want to give him something, the people who Bai Liuhui will believe in will only be—"

"Tavel." The man under the hood opened his eyes, half-smile, "But Prophet, when Tavel didn't exist, you still missed a person who believed in the White Willow Society."

The prophet was startled, his face completely frozen this time.

The man under the hood laughed: "—that's Bai Liu himself."

"The more perfect new god I'm talking about doesn't mean me, but Bai Liu himself."

"Bai Liu doesn't like me, hates me, hates me, I need him to have this kind of emotion towards me." The man's eyes were filled with a smile, "I will continue to take away the things he cherishes, and let Bai Liu You have to face me and kill me."

"—Because only gods have the ability to kill gods, Bai Liu should have fully understood this truth by now. In order to kill me, he has to take over all the gifts I gave him about gods' power—"

The man smiled softly: "—and then become a new evil god who killed my old god as I wished."

The prophet seemed to be out of breath, and said word by word: "Do you really want Bai Liu to become the new god? You will be destroyed by him because of this."

The man in the hood stood up slowly, his back turned to the prophet who was about to be completely petrified, and he looked at the waves rising from the sea outside the temple, with a smile on his face, and nothing reflected in his eyes:

"Prophet, you can see the future, so you should know that everything in this world cannot last forever. Rocks, water, waves, sky and earth, even gods will die one day."

"—That's why living things have the instinct to reproduce. All conscious things are instinctively looking for some way to continue their existence."

The prophet coughed: "Are you trying to seek the continuation of your existence in Bai Liu?"

"No, I think it's boring to pursue the continuation of this existence." He half-smiled, "So I hope that there is someone, a guy who completely conforms to the rules of my game, a player who can crack all my games can break my game. All the rules made by each world come to me and kill me, the game designer, with my own hands."

His eyes, which were hidden under the hood, flashed with a strange light: "—Don't you think it's interesting to be killed by such a person in a game way?"

The prophet said hoarsely: "—so many Bai Liu can win your game, why did you choose Bai Liu as your heir?"

The man turned his head slightly, and asked in a playful manner: "—then let me ask you, why did you put all the chips that beat me on this one Bai Liu, and why didn't you put it on the other Bai Liu."

The prophet was silent.

The man turned his head, and the sea breeze blew his long ponytail showing his hood. He lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "—because you and I both know that this white willow is different."

"Bai Liu and those shoddy Bai Liu's souls are completely different. He is the most perfect and the most interesting."

"He has a soul full of desire and restraint."

"If I'm going to die in a certain way." He looked at the boundless sea and smiled with anticipation, "I hope that Bai Liu, who has such a soul, will kill me personally."

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