The World of Evil God game.

The Messenger of Miracles stared blankly at the screen of the game console. No matter how hard he tried, or what ever methods he used, he still couldn't log back into the game world!

This fictional game world seemed to have banned his entry, but wasn't this a game made by the God of Fiction? How could it be manipulated by players?

"I want to complain."

The miracle messenger's face was filled with anger and justice!

I want to speak up for all those who have been kicked out of the game innocently!

Oblivious God: "I know what you are thinking, but aren't you the only one who was kicked out of the game?"

Miracle Messenger: "I am just the first one. There will definitely be others who will be kicked out of the game in the future. I want to speak up for them in advance!"

This is simply far-fetched talk! The dwarven sages also raised their fists, but they were unable to stop the miracle messenger from taking action.

"There's no point in complaining about players. Will the God of Fiction ban them? Maybe they'll open a small account and return to the battlefield."

"Then keep complaining. If I can keep complaining, it will be a miracle." The miracle messenger answered the dwarf sages' words firmly, but at the same time, he was also very confused about the issue of kicking people this time!

This shouldn't happen! If I was kicked out of the game, then it would be a miracle to log back in, but now I can't log in, how can this be considered a miracle? This is clearly a normal development!

Miracles are those things that are impossible to happen but happen unexpectedly. This is the true meaning of miracles, no matter good or bad, or good or evil!

"Think about it, this is just a game, and I have completed most of my goals, although there are still some fish that have not been solved. But I will solve her in the new game."

"At worst, I will never play this game again. There are other games and art waiting for me to save. What I want to do is not limited to one game, but to make all mortals crush the gods in every field."

The miracle messenger took a look at the promotional poster placed next to the game console and called the complaint number of the fictional church.

[“Hello, this is the Victory Church. Please leave a precious insult for our God.”]

"?"

The miracle messenger looked at the phone number in great confusion.

What is written above is indeed fictional. Wait, why is the font of the church name of this fictional church a little different?

"Modify the sticker?" The messenger of miracles directly tore off the fictional church on it and found that under the font of [Fictional Church] was actually the Church of Victory!

"What's up with this poster?"

"Ah, maybe it's been modified." The ignorant God shrugged. "This kind of thing happens all the time. Some churches will use some famous churches to advertise in order to canvass votes or do other things. This is a fake poster. Maybe a believer in victory came here not long ago, or maybe they bought the services of the barrier church and delivered it 'without barriers'. This kind of delivery is usually large-scale and does not target anyone, that is, mass messaging."

"After all, this is also a well-known bar and internet cafe. It is normal for believers of victory to post false posters here. By the way, posting false posters to create a fictitious church can also gain value. After all, the concept of falsehood is also included in fiction."

"That's why the gods of fiction don't ban pirated games, I guess."

Thinking of the incident in the past where the believers in victory were asking for trouble all over the universe, the Miracle Messenger couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"I'm just a scum in life for wasting everyone's time!"

"So what's the phone number of the real fictional church?"

“You don’t seem to understand.” The ignorant God raised his finger: “The phone number of the fictitious church is fictitious.”

Miracle Messenger: "What did you say? A fictitious phone number? But I clearly saw someone calling a fictitious church."

Ignorant God: "Because it is fictional, you can just imagine a number in your mind and dial it and it will go through. But if you call according to the phone book, it won't go through."

Miracle Messenger: “.”

With a lot of resentment in his heart, the Miracle Messenger finally called the fictional church and lodged a complaint in a righteous manner, claiming that some game players had modified the game's mechanisms without authorization, and that such a bad thing must be dealt with seriously!

[“You are the messenger of miracles, right?”]

The operator from the fictional church revealed his true identity. The Messenger of Miracles was silent for a moment, and then responded calmly: "Yes, I am the God of Creation, the Messenger of Miracles!"

"But, I want to complain about the game situation. It shouldn't have anything to do with whether I am a god or not, right?"

[“First of all, I want to inform you that although your game character has been kicked out of the game and seems unable to log in, this is not a problem with the game. Also, you'd better check whether your divine power can still be used. We have detected that your divine power content is still in the game. Regarding the group of players who suddenly logged in later, we are still investigating. But I regret to tell you that their appearance is most likely related to your miraculous power.”]

"What?" The miracle messenger was slightly startled and immediately began to check his own divine power, but the result made him break out in a cold sweat!

I felt like a certain area inside my body had become hollow!

No, it's not empty, it's completely unresponsive! This feeling is very strange, and it can't be understood unless you are a god!

"Quick, play another game of Hearthstone with me!" The Miracle Messenger quickly grabbed a dwarf sage. Although the latter didn't understand why, since he wanted to play cards, he certainly had to do it!

The result of this game was beyond the dwarf sage's expectations!

"I actually won! Ha, you didn't cheat this time with those bullshit miracle theories! I knew it, those rubbish decks can never compare to the high-scoring deck I put together with all my effort!"

"Holy Covenant Knight is the best in the world! As expected, this is the real bond between me and the deck. Your bond is fake. What do you mean by trusting the deck? Only a deck that is combined with absolute wisdom is truly useful. Now I can gain points again!"

The Dwarf Sage clenched his fists, extremely excited, while the Miracle Messenger slammed the card table, the deck scattered all over the floor, and he was in a daze!

"The power of miracle is wrong. It's not that my power disappeared, but the effect caused by my power disappeared!"

"I can't trigger any miracles from the outside. What on earth is going on?"

The Messenger of Miracles was not the only one who was voted to be kicked out of the game. The Last Snake also tried to log into the game, but was kicked out as soon as he showed up. He was kicked out of the game world at the speed of light, and even his divine power was banned.

But compared to the Miracle Messenger, the Last Snake's unlucky journey did not end there. The God of Banning sent him a message, saying that he had previously performed illegal operations and logins, seriously violating the security regulations of the Internet and the game, and he would be permanently banned!

The beautiful red-haired girl was very angry. She raised her fist, showing a rude attitude that was totally inconsistent with her appearance. She jumped out of the electronic screen and swung the keyboard at herself!

"That destructive power is not mine! I was just thinking about logging in quickly at the time. This matter has nothing to do with me!"

"It's useless even if you hit me. Now I understand that the enemy's cowardice is the same as mine. My divine power has closed the loop. No matter whether you attack me or I attack you, the final answer is that I win!"

“Malt, why are you just watching!”

The Last Snake was strangled by the God of Titles, with its forked tongue pulled aside, its two snake eyes bulging out, and it kept shouting, hoping that Malt, who was typing quickly on the keyboard behind the counter, would take a look at it!

Wait, something's wrong!

My head is covered with bruises from being beaten, why haven’t I triggered the power to win yet?

"The influence of the divine power has disappeared. How is this possible!"

The divine power is still there, but the influence is gone, which means that my cowardice can only repeat itself and I will really become a coward!

The Last Snake refused to believe in evil and slapped the God of Titles in the face. The goddess' head tilted back, and then a divine power of victory appeared from her body!

"Eh?"

It's useless to me, but useful to others? No, no, the God of Titles is not my believer at all, how can my divine power work on her? Even if it's a passive blessing caused by her cowardice, but did that just now really make her cowardly?

"The influence of divine power has been eliminated, but the basic concept of divine power can still be used, but it will not work on the gods who wield this power. If this happens, is God still a God?"

Next to Mai Ya, Shang Lin's clone appeared. Looking at the Titled God and the Last Snake fighting in the Internet cafe, the line drawing man flashed over in an instant, grabbed the tail and fist, and forcibly separated the two gods.

"My Lord, the Last Snake bought Suicune and spread bad words, causing the universe to shake. He violated the network security regulations and impacted the rules of the game, causing huge negative effects. I think he should be expelled from the Internet cafe and his account should be permanently blocked."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The God of Titles saluted the God of Fiction, then glared at the Last Snake fiercely.

"I was just playing the game normally, but the guy who was clashing with me was too outrageous. And the fire program that destroyed the login was not mine. It was forced upon me by another god, who said that it could help me destroy miracles. I just used it because I thought it was useful!"

The Last Snake tried to defend himself, but the God of Fiction nodded and comforted the God of Titles: "It's okay, I already know what happened, and the Last Snake has been punished."

"The influence of his divine power on the outside world has disappeared."

"This matter is a bit complicated. Don't block his account for now. The reason why he was inspired by a strange god is actually related to your blocking of his account. This caused a conflict of divine power and a theological reaction, which triggered some kind of bug in reality, allowing someone to take advantage of it."

The God of Titles was a little panicked: "I didn't expect something like this to happen."

God of Fiction: "It doesn't matter. The powers of the gods are superimposed on each other, and various malicious bugs will appear. Since they are gods, they can't escape this. From this point of view, the real world and the fictional world are not much different."

"Now I need you to block some more important accounts. This may cause a conflict of divine power. You have to be careful."

After saying that, the God of Fiction sent the "several illegally registered accounts" that he had previously checked in the game to the God of Banning Accounts.

"These accounts were not logged in through formal channels. Their information cannot be checked in my fictional universe. They initiated a vote to kick people out of the game, so the Last Snake was pinned to the ground and beaten by you without being able to fight back. The source of this influence is them and the white flame of destruction."

"After the world restarted, it became basic information. However, with the help of the Goddess of Disorder, the underlying logic of the world is in a disordered state, but it can still run, so the flames are temporarily sealed and cannot freely destroy information. You have to deal with these flames and eliminate them as destroyed accounts to avoid the generation of new malicious bugs."

The God of Titles nodded: "I understand, my Lord, I will not let you down this time, I will maintain the security of the Internet and the fictional universe!"

The Titled God went back into the screen, and at some point, a bunch of people appeared around the Last Snake. They stared blankly at the Titled God appearing and disappearing, whispering to each other:

"That was the titled god just now?"

"Yes, I heard that he is a subordinate god of the God of Fiction, created specifically to deal with cyber threats."

"What a beauty!"

"I declare that she is the new goddess"

"She is even more violent than the God of Sacrifice, poking my XP!"

"I really hope it's me who gets beaten."

The God of Titles rarely appears in person. Most netizens only know that there is such a god holding a keyboard on the Internet, but they don’t know her true appearance. Now at first glance, she is simply stunning, but she is a bit violent and often hits people with the keyboard. She is simply an Internet addict girl, no, she is a network administrator girl!

"My divine power has been eliminated? What on earth is going on? God of Fiction, do you have any clues?"

"I'm a loyal fan of your church. I can't take a beating for nothing!"

The Last Snake originally planned to make the Fictional Church pay compensation, but after careful consideration, the money that the Fictional Church had to pay compensation would eventually flow back to the Fictional Church double in the form of purchasing new games or new products. With this in mind, it would be more cost-effective to let the Fictional Church pay compensation in the form of two game discount coupons.

"Well, discount coupons for new games, or discount coupons for artistic fantasies, if you want, you can use them in any place related to the fictional church."

The God of Fiction pulled out two coupons.

As for those accounts that suddenly logged into the disordered game world, Shang Lin, as the fictional god, has already guessed their true identities. No, it should be said that there is no doubt about it!

Those "game accounts that do not exist in the Sixth Age" belong to the righteous gods of the Fifth Age!

However, their registration information was not in the fictional universe, which confused Shang Lin. After all, as long as one played games or art related to the fictional universe and wanted to experience anything related to imagination, one had to go through the step of account registration.

Unregistered accounts can actually enter the game and initiate new mechanisms, which makes Shang Lin feel a sense of crisis!

"We must rebuild a firewall and regulate these new outsiders."

"Last Snake, although the influence of your divine power has disappeared, your divine power still exists. And through the game, you seem to understand the true use of the power of victory, and you may have gained a new authority. You should try to experience it and then shout out its name."

The God of Fiction reminded the Last Snake, who was stunned for a moment, then checked the status of his own divine power.

Hmm, it seems like there really is something extra in the concept of "the end". I was so excited in the game before that I didn't notice it, and I thought that the concept of the end and the power of victory were completed.

“Is it the concept of persistence?”

The Last Snake called out the name of the new authority, and the God of Fiction spread his hands and said, "People often say that if you hold on, you will see victory, or you may keep holding on and end up in failure. This authority is neutral, but it leans towards the kind side. Congratulations, you have become a new god with positive authority. Be a little more positive."

“And the concept of persistence is closely related to ‘last’. People often say that we should at least persist until the end, right? So where is the last of the last? Keep persisting. You may always see it, or you may not.”

"So, now I need your help. I hope you can lend me your authority and power. I want to build a high-level firewall to defend against positive forces!"