A different world game? A different world game!

There are few means of escaping the world.

The evil god is the only one who can provide a large number of places.

This is also why when the world is on the road to the void, those evil gods will surround it like hounds seeing carrion.

They harvest the despair of the end of the world and absorb a large number of believers when the world is in ruins.

It is also necessary to bring the essence of the world - the powerful ones - into one's own camp of believers.

Because these legends who want to survive have no other choice, only the evil god is the most likely existence to take them away from the world.

In such a situation, unless they are willing to face death, most legends have only one choice, which is to throw themselves into the arms of the evil god and accept the influence of the evil god's power in exchange for a chance to survive.

But all legends are not stupid. They understand that the influence of the evil god's power will make them inhuman and degenerate into filthy beings.

Although they can resist, the evil spirit will gradually exert its influence.

Few people can escape such influences, and even if they do, some of the effects will remain with them for the rest of their lives.

This is a trade that comes at a price.

Either die or live as a slave.

Therefore, the legends will not be willing to pay the price in despair until the last moment.

And at this time.

One of the four powerful evil gods made a promise and was willing to offer better conditions.

The so-called better conditions are nothing more than taking these legends away with less impact.

As for the possibility of deception.

At worst, all the legends will stop serving him and turn to the other three evil gods.

Some legends who already had the desire to lean towards this side took action.

"Block the spatial fluctuations and kill these cowards who have betrayed the world!"

Inside the tower, Popot gave the order.

In an instant, the alchemical equipment hidden around began to work, and the originally open portal was instantly extinguished.

The surrounding space became chaotic and congested, and it was extremely difficult to come through the portal.

"A bunch of trash!" The shadow outside the world cursed loudly.

Despite this small obstacle, not a single legend rushed over.

After all, most of those who are willing to accept the legend he promised are weak people.

The powerful figures in the legend are naturally still seeking various opportunities and will not turn to the evil god so easily.

Strong people like them have plenty of choices.

Even at the last moment, the four evil gods would offer better conditions for them to choose from.

And tell the truth.

The best choice should have been the Blood God, who was a demon. Turning to the Blood God was more like leading to the abyss, and the depravity leading to the abyss was relatively the easiest to accept.

Shadow was never a good choice, and his promises naturally only attracted some trash.

Of course, it is the legendary waste.

"Plots and schemes are ultimately useless, only strength remains!"

The Blood God roared happily, and a huge blood beast claw stretched out from the black fog and smashed heavily towards the barrier of the world.

However, this barrier was not so easy to break through. A punch only caused a slight ripple.

But during this fluctuation, some things were thrown down.

The other demons also took advantage of the fluctuations to launch attacks, unleashing their own power. On the battlefield, the magic power instantly became chaotic.

The barbarians and rats screamed loudly, as if assisted by God, while the believers of the evil god knelt on the ground, shouting and singing filthy prayers.

A chaotic object filled with filthy magic power fell from the sky and crashed onto the tower.

They were powerful apostles of the evil gods, one after another, sent by their respective evil gods.

After all, even if a complete Creation Stone cannot allow these evil gods to make wishes, it can be made into a carrier of their powerful power.

"Hand it over, or I'll tear you to pieces!"

A black and red demon growled softly. Just as he finished speaking, a black shadow appeared beside him. The tower master chopped down the exaggerated black sword without hesitation.

The strange power of chaos directly struck the demon and sent it flying.

The two men instantly distanced themselves from each other and confronted each other.

"Little sister, how about making way for me?"

A twisted and strange object distorts the light, making it difficult to see clearly, but it seems that all the temptations can be seen from this distorted light.

Rebecca frowned and prepared to attack with her cane in hand.

"Leave her to me."

A silver-white figure with red thorn patterns flew over, drawing a silver line.

"you!"

The originally twisted figure let out a sound of surprise, because her power was inexplicably ineffective, and the other party even had the same power intertwined with hers.

The legends guarding Kana came out to fight.

They fought with the fallen apostles of the evil god on the top of the tower. Under their intentional guidance, these apostles of the evil god were either knocked away or lured away, and gradually pulled farther and farther away.

At this time, Kana has already completed communication with the world.

Making a wish should be a matter of a split second. There shouldn’t be so many twists and turns, or even the need for someone to be waiting for you.

Nahekana's wishes are different from those of ordinary people, and have detailed processes and experimental methods.

He needs to express his ideas carefully and in a clear process, which is fundamentally different from conventional wishes.

“The space within this tower should correspond to the number of floors it is built on, separating its interior and pulling it outside the world, yet firmly connected to it.

Well, the dense magic nodes and the constructed conductive energy rings will provide enough energy to make this space seem like an illusory place in time and space, a fantasy that is both real and illusory.

The undead dragon sitting in it uses its soul as bait to spread information to the outside world through this space.

This space will use souls as a bet, inviting the abyss, hell, and the evil realm to come here and play a gamble..."

After the information was confirmed, the gem in his hand dissipated.

All the equipment reserved in the entire tower began to operate, and magic power gathered, whether it was the magic of chaos or the magic of order, began to pour into the tower.

The originally rough exterior walls began to be smoothed out, becoming increasingly smooth, with all kinds of strange patterns and sculptures engraved on them.

It was like a scene from the abyss, or a scene from hell.

All kinds of strange things and brave warriors in the picture are printed on it.

The magic power began to shrink, and the entire tower became dreamlike. The mist spread out, covering the tower, and then was absorbed by the tower.

The entire tower seemed to stand there, but it also seemed like a mirage, an illusory thing.

"boom!"

Cana fell from the air with sweat all over his head, hit the ground, and struggled to get up while gasping for breath.

The wish has been fulfilled. (End of this chapter)