Holding an ordinary script, pretending to be a god in various worlds

As time passed, there seemed to be changes on the altar. The men in black began to get agitated, and the leader was too excited to stop them.

Finally, the pale girl on the altar suddenly opened her eyes, her dark eyeballs looked at the "believers" strangely, and the corners of her mouth curved upwards.

"You are the ones who are summoning me?"

The darkness could not stop these surprised believers. God not only cast his gaze upon them, but also bestowed his grace and possessed the sacrifices!

The leader was the first to step forward excitedly and was about to answer the spirit, but suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his neck and a trace of blood appeared.

It hurts, it hurts so much, why is the blood flowing so fast? The leader covered his neck with his hands in vain, blood spurted out from between his fingers, dyeing the surroundings red.

When the leader was dying, he seemed to see a black line?

No, it seemed to be my hair, the hair of the gods that killed me. Why did He kill me...

When I finally fell into nothingness, I could still hear familiar voices ringing out, all of which were screams and fearful pleas for mercy.

The room had become completely dark, and the light of the candle could not pierce the darkness. Black hair, all black hair, densely filled the entire space.

Before his death, the leader's heart could not find peace, but was instead filled with confusion.

This world is coveted by various "gods", but it is not so easy to actually enter. It is a common practice to use the call of believers as an anchor.

The "gods" who are summoned are often ecstatic and can't wait to respond to the call and enter the world.

The world is their "food" and believers are their outstretched tentacles. They are not "gods" without chaos and bloodlust, but they will not kill all the anchors before the initial period!

why why why!

The leader's questions were destined to remain unanswered.

When the hair was retracted, blood dripped smoothly from it, like a picky child who disdained the food he once loved.

Finally, everything returned to calm. The girl, who was like an ordinary high school student, sat up from the altar and stretched, as if she had finally woken up after a deep sleep.

If you ignore the corpses lying in various postures around the altar.

The system jumped out from the corner and wanted to talk to the host, but when it saw the obvious thoughtful look on Ling Xiao's face, it closed its mouth.

The memories of this body kept emerging, and Ling Xiao flipped through them out of boredom.

Qu Yin, who has a name very similar to that of the heroine, does not have the fate of a heroine. She has a pretty appearance and above-average academic performance. The only thing that is unusual about her is that she is a real rich girl.

Everyone is familiar with this situation, so there is no need to say much. It is just a coincidence that the two children are taken away by mistake, and then they go back to their own places many years later.

The biological father valued bloodline and insisted on sending his adopted daughter back and taking his biological daughter back home.

But everyone else in the family likes the fake daughter and treats this ordinary real daughter indifferently or even ignores her.

If the story continues, depending on the theme, Qu Yin will either be striving to improve herself and slap her family in the face, or she may turn into a vicious female supporting role and be trampled under the feet of the fake daughter.

But the world suddenly changed too fast and everything got out of control.

For unknown reasons, the supernatural has emerged, and suddenly many people with supernatural powers have appeared, although they are not enough to resist modern weapons.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the key to the next era is transcendence!

When the world was changing rapidly, a nightmare appeared and awakened everyone who was immersed in joy.

A group of "evil gods" appeared from nowhere, madly wanting to devour the entire world for nourishment. Their power was extremely huge and was completely beyond the ability of the extraordinary people who were just starting out to resist.

Fortunately, the world seems to be aware of this threat, and the evil gods cannot directly enter the world to have a meal.

They can only use various methods to pollute part of the consciousness and power of humans, and the evil gods are also hostile to each other and often attack and fight each other.

Therefore, the human side was barely able to fight back and maintain social order.

However, various kinds of unrest are inevitable, among which the sects serving evil gods are the most terrifying. The thinking of believers has been distorted, and even completely distorted by the power of evil gods.

They are good at holding rituals and killing and sacrificing humans.

They are extremely malicious towards the extraordinary people on the human side, and wish to kill all those who prevent the gods they believe in from coming.

Qu Yin couldn't adapt to the teaching in the aristocratic school - there really was such aristocratic school, so she ran away in anger to relax, and then was chosen as a sacrifice by a newly established cult.

The decision is yours!

The high school girl sitting on the altar, swinging her legs, spoke in a clear voice:

"What a chaotic place. I wonder if I can defeat him."

Falling into the ears, automatically translated into:

There are so many delicious foods. Which one should I eat first? What if I hurt my teeth?

He cleared his throat dutifully:

"Host, don't worry. The Lord God has also given us some support. Ding, ding, ding, look at what system is loaded this time."

"The Fire System can burn all matter into extremely pure energy."

Ling Xiao's eyes lit up. Isn't this just a multifunctional rice cooker? He laughed happily and said confidently:

"How thoughtful. I was afraid that if I ate too much unclean food, it would pollute my hard-earned pure body."

The system got goosebumps and could only go along with the request and pretend to be polite.

When they were talking happily, there was a sudden noise at the door, and the sealed door was violently broken open, and light and flying wood chips were flashing.

The flickering candle flame went out.

Ling Xiao raised his eyes slightly and looked over curiously...

What caught the eyes of those who entered was a seemingly endless pile of black-clad corpses, some lying on their backs, some with their heads tilted to the side, and some slumped in the corner.

What remained unchanged was the bloodstains surrounding the corpse.

The pure white girl, surrounded by corpses, sat on the altar like a bone lotus growing out of a mountain of corpses and a pool of blood.

He looked at them curiously, even swinging his legs out of boredom, the smile on his lips still not fading.

Waves of panic spread among the intruders. Han Yuan, who was leading his men to eliminate a sect of the evil god, felt his scalp tingling. His radar was telling him -

Run!

Otherwise you will die, absolutely die.

The words "surrender" that were on the tip of his tongue could not be uttered by Han Yuan. His face turned pale. He actually encountered such a bad luck.

It was clearly a cult that even got the rituals wrong, but they actually summoned the evil god.

How could this make the other evil cult members, who were desperate and wanted to sacrifice the entire city, feel?

Also, are you so unpicky about this "God"?