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

The man and the god looked at each other in silence.

Chu Yunfan lit a cigarette, but not as hard as before. He took a long puff and held it in his mouth for a long time before exhaling, as if he was playing.

I accidentally saw a thin branch with only a few leaves on it on the tall tree canopy, and the devil was sitting on it as light as a white cloud.

Several small boxes of unknown material were floating nearby. He would take something out from them from time to time and put it into his mouth "treasuredly".

Perhaps it was at the moment when he was most fearless that Chu Yunfan suddenly had an idea, raised his head and shouted loudly:

"Master Demon, what are you eating?"

Ling Xiao reached out to take Xinyi's hand but paused. He tilted his head nonchalantly and sprinkled some on the ground:

"If you want to know, why not try it yourself."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Yunfan was still in a daze. That ray of faith that seemed frivolous but actually embodied the beliefs of millions of people had already merged into his body like a drop in the ocean.

In an instant, Chu Yunfan was shocked.

Have you lost your mind? Just look at the evil gods that this guy eats, each one more bizarre than the other. And so on, what good can come of this?

Sure enough, with a buzzing sound, along with the emergence of a full sense of power, countless whispering sounds appeared, messy, numerous, and trivial.

There were hateful curses, devout prayers, joyful vows, and solemn and serious sacrifices...

Men and women, young and old, plain clothes and mink furs, beautiful and ugly, all kinds of people were talking.

There are countless of them.

The system took the time out of its busy schedule to look at Chu Yunfan, whose face was blank and looked like an idiot:

"Host, who was the faith you just threw down directed at? Why is it so powerful?"

"You're not really stupid, are you? No!"

"It's only a little bit, it's okay." Ling Xiao stretched out two fingers and pointed a small distance:

"This is the belief of the Moon God, which is considered to be relatively mild. At least it is not as fanatical as the belief of the God of Wealth."

"it should be no problem?"

As he spoke, Ling Xiao's tone became a little guilty.

But the next second she decisively put aside her guilty feeling. How could she make things difficult for herself?

After all, the war is approaching, and she needs to do everything she can to increase her chances of winning.

Whether it is letting the system arrange a ceremony to cooperate with Chu Yunfan's plan.

Or she might as well exploit herself and transform her faith into strength. These were actually her preparations.

Digesting several beliefs accumulated over thousands of years in a short period of time is a huge burden for Ling Xiao, or even a great loss.

With some adjustments and timing, the effects of these beliefs could be magnified by at least a few percent, but now they can only be stacked up randomly.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao made up his mind that someone must bear this loss!

As for who is not in a hurry, wait for her to see which persimmon is sweet, fragrant and softer...

The night was quiet, so Chu Yunfan's heavy breathing was very penetrating.

The wild beasts and wandering demons in the dense forest heard the sound, and when they got close, they were inexplicably frightened, so they all avoided this place.

Chu Yunfan, who looked like a piece of jade washed by water, looked both disheveled and increasingly dazzling. He felt many benefits with just a little effort.

Not only did his strength and agility improve, he also found that his inspiration became clearer and his body felt much more relaxed.

And he vaguely knew that under the moonlight, his strength would be stronger, the moonlight would hide his tracks and give him invisible shelter.

"This...what is this?"

Chu Yunfan couldn't help but ask. He had never even heard of such a treasure, and he was sure that it was impossible for it to be born in this world.

Such a magical and magnificent experience.

Even if it is accompanied by pain, people can still feel the greatness behind it.

Damn it, why are you asking me so many questions? Just eat it. How can I tell you that this is a belief I got by deceiving others?

He was complaining in his heart, but on the surface, Ling Xiao was still mysterious. The tree canopy covered most of his figure, and only his outline could be seen:

"This is a food I have treasured for a long time. I couldn't bear to eat it all at once, so I ate it slowly for a long time."

He sighed quietly and complained softly:

"There's nothing I can do now. In order to avoid a complete failure in this hunt, I can only eat everything I have saved."

"It's such a waste..."

Chu Yunfan carefully savored the words of the Demon God, and was surprised to find that in his heart, the "big eater" who was never satisfied with "food" actually had times when he cherished certain "ingredients" so much.

He became even more curious.

What could it be, a natural treasure bred from a higher world?

Thinking this way, he also asked this question. Ling Xiao was annoyed and said directly:

"It's probably something similar to the evil god, but it's purer, has more energy, and tastes a world of difference."

Chu Yunfan's face froze. What? Those twisted and filthy evil gods, each of them so ugly that they broke the limits of human beings...

Fortunately, He added one more sentence:

"The righteous gods who correspond to the evil gods have accumulated strength for tens of millions of years to create this thing. It is very rare and almost no righteous god will sell it."

Ling Xiao looked at the boxes in front of him with "affectionate eyes". Alas, if these beliefs were not produced by their own believers, which god would circulate his essence?

She didn't notice that after Chu Yunfan finished listening, he looked surprised for a moment as if he had discovered something.

No god would sell it, but He had so much, and it was left over from eating it for a long time.

Considering the Demon God's style, could it be that He robbed a pantheon?

In any case, after satisfying his curiosity, Chu Yunfan became more confident. The side he chose is strong, isn't that a good thing?

Who cares about justice or injustice? As the protagonist, he has been just all his life.

……

The evil god represented by the violent voice was not wrong in his guess. The one that Ling Xiao and his group were originally planning to hunt was him. This time, both parties tacitly agreed to choose his place as the battlefield.

Entering His territory, Ling Xiao paused, and Chu Yunfan's scalp went numb.

What I see before me is a normal, very normal scene: on the bustling street, shops with their own characteristics on both sides are open to welcome customers.

The vendors selling fruits, ice cream and snacks were shouting loudly, and pedestrians were strolling in twos and threes, looking lively.

However, even in the most stable China, this situation has long disappeared.

The evil god invaded and destroyed everything.

"Look carefully, you can see it."

Chu Yunfan suddenly heard the words of the "girl" beside him, and he obeyed subconsciously.

A force that was familiar only yesterday swept up from my limbs and bones and reached my eyes. After a cool feeling, it seemed as if the world had been washed by water and was clear.

He looked at the street, what did he see?

Countless bugs!

The merchandise in the store is made up of densely packed, wriggling insects. Whether it is food or clothing, they huddle together, head down, and with their heads together.

Each of them looks normal, but underneath their skin there are worms surging like fish eggs.

Chu Yunfan quickly averted his eyes and almost vomited, he was extremely disgusted. The lowest limit of these evil gods was refreshed again and again in his mind, as if there was no bottom line.

"I forgot to remind you, it's a bit nauseating, are you okay?"

Ling Xiao asked hypocritically.