National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

He felt that his views on life, values, and deception were shattered at this moment, more completely than Asgard after the Ragnarok!

"Stop the 'you's'," Qi Mo put away the card and extended his hand with a smile. "It's our first meeting, would you like to be friends? If you need business consulting, risk avoidance, or life planning in the future, remember to look for me.

"As a fellow trader, I'm giving you a 99% discount! We accept multiple payment methods, including divine power, faith points, and rare materials! Large orders receive a discount!"

Loki looked at the hand that was extended and seemed to emit the smell of money, and then looked at the other party's sincere (?) smiling face, and felt a surge of blood rushing to his forehead!

"Puff!" The evil god, known for his cunning and elegance, finally couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of old blood (divine blood?)! His figure swayed and he almost fell from mid-air!

He covered his chest, pointed at Qi Mo, his lips trembling, and finally squeezed out a few words from between his teeth:

“…You’re…cruel!”

Then, this God of Trickery, with his worldview shattered and filled with frustration, completely forgetting how high and powerful his position was, transformed into a stream of dark green light and, without even looking back... vanished! Faster than a loach in a pond!

Qi Mo watched Loki's fleeing figure, shrugged, and muttered softly, "Tsk, his mental state is really poor. If he can't even handle this little blow, how can he still be called an evil god?"

He brushed off the non-existent dust, hummed a tuneless little song, and walked leisurely towards the next "potential customer" (unlucky guy)...

This peak showdown between "profiteer vs. trickster god" ended perfectly with the complete victory of profiteer Qi Mo and the Waterloo of the god of trickery Loki's career (plus the possible psychological shadow area).

Just as Azathoth was still reacting on the Chaos Throne—Wait? Wasn't the cosmic consciousness his own? When had it been snatched away by that woman who had meddled in his affairs?—this incident...

His most capable henchman (also a source of fun and a flattery maker) Nyarlathotep is enjoying life in Shanghai-Hong Kong City, a modern world where magic and technology coexist.

At this moment, Naya was sitting comfortably on the spire of the "Oriental Pearl" skyscraper - the glittering lightning rod.

He blended perfectly into the night of the city. The sounds of car horns, crowds screaming, and the cries of some unfortunate person being robbed from the streets below sounded like the most beautiful symphony to him.

"Hmm...human panic...it's an ASMR that I never get tired of listening to..." Naya thought comfortably, and took out the latest Apple phone he had bought in this world (top configuration, 16TB, with screen breakage insurance and mobile portable WiFi).

He skillfully opened "Jubo" (the v-blog of this world) and carefully selected a photo with a filter fully applied, showing a brilliant nebula in the universe - in fact, it was a photo of Azathoth's consciousness projected into the manifested star cluster in the universe, although his face was not shown.

Fingers flying, start editing the copy——

"May the gods bless the positive energy, the great, the supreme, the handsome, the handsome (10,000 words of praise omitted here), Lord Azathoth, and bless the lost lambs! Only with reverence in your heart can you find peace! [Pray][Pray][Pray]"

After the copy, the positioning was thoughtfully added: Shanghai-Hong Kong City, top of the Oriental Pearl Tower.

Click to send!

“Ding Dong!”——Get a like instantly!

Naya nodded with satisfaction, looking at the familiar believer ID, feeling very happy - much better than those idiots in the Sipan Church who could only shout slogans.

He didn't notice at all, or didn't care at all, that a few hundred meters away from him, in the shadow of another skyscraper, a man wearing a black tight combat suit, code-named "Reaper", was staring at him coldly.

The Reapers belong to a special organization in this world - the "Scythe of Order".

On the surface, they are special law enforcers who maintain social stability, but in secret, they are sharp knives trained by the state to deal with "supernatural instability factors." They can accurately locate the "source of pollution" by analyzing the panic of the crowd.

The Reaper took out his specially made encrypted mobile phone equipped with a 72K super anti-peeping screen (which claimed that even the boss standing behind him couldn't see you slacking off) and opened the huge blog.

The post that exuded an ominous aura and whose likes and comments were strangely soaring instantly caught my eye.

"Heh... the positioning is quite accurate." The Harvester raised the corner of his mouth with an icy arc, like a hunter who has found his prey.

He slowly shoved his phone back into his tactical pocket, stretched his wrist, and then... he shifted his butt on the cold edge of the building, finding a more comfortable squatting position while ensuring he was a safe distance from the lightning rod...

He quickly formed seals with his hands in front of his chest, his movements as smooth as if he had been tempered by a thousand blows. Magic runes and mysterious formations instantly lit up at his fingertips, triggering the invisible energy veins above the city!

“Rumble——!!!”

The night sky, bright with moonlight and sparsely starry just a moment before, was instantly engulfed by rolling, inky-black thunderclouds! Horrifying lightning bolts converged and roared frantically within the clouds! Its might was so immense that it rivaled the legendary world-destroying thunderstorms of the God of Magic's advent!

An electric snake as thick as a dragon tore through the sky, and with the mighty power of heaven that judged all things, it struck the top of the "Oriental Dark Pearl" tower with incredible precision - the glittering lightning rod!

Naya, happily scrolling through the giant blog, waiting to see the panic erupt in the comments section, suddenly shuddered! He subconsciously looked up, his demonic eyes instantly locking onto the core of the thundercloud, trying to determine who was behind this!

But...it's too late!

The human body he possessed was firmly locked in place by the terrifying aura of the lightning tribulation! It was like being welded to a lightning rod! No matter how hard he mobilized his divine power, this mortal body felt like it was filled with lead and could not be moved at all!

"Fuck——!" Naya only had time to curse in his mind.

“Crack—B—O—O—M!!!!”

The blinding white light swallowed everything! The deafening roar shook the entire Shanghai-Hong Kong market!

When the lightning faded, the Reaper hid in the darkness and squinted his eyes.

Across from us, at the top of the Oriental Dark Pearl Tower, all that remained were a wisp of green smoke, a charred human silhouette (still smoking), and... a pool of charred Apple phone wreckage that still smelled of plastic paste.

Naya's consciousness was in a state of chaos and rage: "My new phone——!!! I just bought it——!! It's not even warm yet——!!!"

In the shadows far away, the Reaper calmly dusted off his hands, pulled out his phone, and sent a text message on the internal encrypted channel:

"Target 'Unknown Energy Body at the Top of the Dark Pearl Tower', 'Physical Transmigration' Executed. Threat Level: Zero. Collateral Damage: One high-end electronic product. Over."

He put away his phone, his figure silently blending into the darkness, his achievements and fame hidden. Only the wisp of smoke at the top of the tower remained, telling the story of the evil god's brief and frustrating career as an "internet celebrity."