Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

The wizard was placed on a torch and roasted by the flames.

Ning Jun said calmly, "If he is burned to death, he is not a wizard. If he is not burned to death, he is still a wizard."

The wizard was sweating profusely, and the scorching fire under his feet had dried up his cold sweat.

If he admitted that he had the ability to predict, he would offend the gods and would have to die.

If he admitted that he was a fake prophet and offended everyone, he would have to die.

Between dying early and dying late, he chose to die later.

"I said! I said everything!"

"I'm not a wizard, and I don't have the ability to predict the future! Please let me go!"

"I made all this up! I don't have the ability to predict the future! Your Excellency, I was blind and didn't recognize the true God. Please let me go!"

The wizard chose to confess his crimes in detail.

He didn't have the ability to predict the future, and the so-called witch trial was initially just a case of a girl in the village suffering from a strange disease.

The wizard used the sick girl to attack his enemies everywhere, using the word "witch" to convict other "witches". After all, the right to define was on his side.

Eventually, he went from having nothing to becoming the most respected elder in the village except for the village chief, and his greed grew.

After that, an ancient castle suddenly appeared in the forest, and he bravely became the messenger of the undead monster.

Disguise monsters as gods in charge of the dead, and use the monsters' words to gain benefits for oneself.

The reason Ning Jun was captured this time was simply because his superiors ordered him to simply burn her to death. He then wanted to accuse Ning Jun of being a witch, but who knew she was actually a "witch".

Ning Jun smiled slightly, saying that he was a forgiving god who could forgive the sins of mortals.

But the death penalty can be avoided, but the living punishment cannot be escaped. The wizard who pretends to be a wizard must accept the just trial of the villagers.

The villagers were also very simple and honest. They did not choose to expose the witch's identity. Instead, they put him in a pig cage and sank it into the lake. If he did not drown, he was a witch. If he drowned, it proved that he was not a witch.

"Gulu gurgle gurgle." These were probably the last words the former wizard left to the villagers.

After the wizard drowned, his soul separated from his body and was about to go to the castle of the Lord of the Evil Spirits to become an evil spirit under his command.

Ning Jun smiled slightly, used the soul fire, and pulled the wizard's soul to the side of the human head sword.

"You? Why is it still you?

The wizard was horrified.

"Hehe." Ning Jun smiled. "You never thought, I'll take care of you even after you die."

"In your words, I probably also hold the authority over your reincarnation of life and death." She also played around with being the god of reincarnation.

"No, Your Majesty God, no!" The wizard's pupils trembled. He actually offended the real God for a monster. He would not have peace even after his death.

Add one more fuel to the Human Head Sword.

Looking at the human head sword burning more and more vigorously, Ning Jun longed more and more for a meritorious artifact, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Oh no, it's the Human Emperor Banner. She just wanted to give her thousands of believers/enemies a small home. What's wrong with that?

In the depths of the Undead Forest in the distance, in the eerie castle, the Lord of Evil Spirits, the God of the Undead and Death, sits high on the throne.

The lord's jawline was as sharp as a knife and he raised it high. At this moment, he closed his eyes and frowned, as if he didn't understand something.

He waited for a long time, but never saw Qin Canghai's soul.

Qin Canghai's B-level talent "Shared Connection" is a relatively practical damage resistance skill.

He didn't mind fattening her up, then letting Qin Canghai fight for him, and then leaving her covered in wounds and with her reputation ruined among the players.

In this way, he could fulfill Pu Qianjiao's little wish, first, to make Qin Canghai's life worse than death, and second, to make Qin Canghai lose his reputation. Finally, let Pu Qianjiao kill the "traitor" Qin Canghai and let her regain the throne of the strategy queen.

He also deliberately used his authority to let Qin Canghai come in early to die.

Wasn't she dead? This shouldn't be the case. In the past, the villagers were very quick to judge "witches."

Anyway, the game is about to start and players are about to join, so she can't cause much trouble.

He can even issue a quest to find a witch and have players attack her.

Let's do this...

Time to contact that wizard.

Suddenly, he felt his strength rapidly fading, and then he felt that some areas were out of his control.

What was going on? He wasn't the Lord of the Planes, so how could a plane escape his control?

In the remote village, people pushed down the plaster of the Evil Spirit Lord, burned his portrait, labeled his church a cult, and supported Ning Jun, the new god who saves people from suffering.

A blue lamp that never goes out is lit in front of every household, with part of the sinner's soul burning inside. If you listen carefully, you can faintly hear the sinner's plea for mercy.

It is not only a proof of belief in Ning Jun, but also a warning and deterrent. Without Ning Jun's permission, no one will reveal Ning Jun's existence.

The Lisa family is also very lucky. Lisa herself becomes the little saint who promotes the holy sound and the royal guard of Ning Jun.

"Sister Goddess, the person communicating with the wizard said that the monster in the castle needs the villagers to offer five brides of marriageable age, regardless of gender. Otherwise, it will destroy the village."

Ning Junyi, who is changing local myths and making old items.

This is the very beginning of the copy. There are no men or women of marriageable age in the village. The villagers are extremely panicked and at a loss.

It just so happened that a group of people came to this desolate village for tourism.

The villagers are becoming more and more evil, forcing the players to have awkward moments and perform their talents, and then they will select five suitable brides to give to the devil. The rest will be squeezed out of their value and sent to the forest of the dead to die.

In the original plot, of course, Pu Qianjiao won everyone's favor as soon as she appeared.

"Don't panic, you are not sinners, the Lamb has taken your sins."

Ning Jun told everyone mysteriously not to panic, saying there would be a scapegoat to help the villagers overcome the difficulties.

In her mind, she was thinking about how to torture the players. Ever since she got the dungeon fragment from Yang Xiaohua, her control over the dungeon had increased significantly. She had completely left the realm of being a player.

The villagers were skeptical until seven days before the deadline, when a fool traveler from afar really came to the village for a seven-day tour. The villagers knelt down one after another, shouting that it was a miracle.

The prophecy of the Lord God is true, there really is a scapegoat.

The players were confused and thought they had entered some large-scale heretical sacrifice site.

The enthusiastic villagers took out their home food stores, kindly entertained the players, and washed them clean.

Ten players entered the arena. At Pu Qianjiao's insistence, all of them had their faces slightly altered to resemble locals. No one could tell who they were, thus preventing Pu Qianjiao from being recognized by her fanatical anti-fans.

Now, she just needs to follow the dungeon storyline honestly.

In the dungeon, the despicable villagers will select brides from among the travelers, and sacrifice the beautiful ones to the evil spirit lord, while the ugly ones will be sent to the forest of the dead.

She is so beautiful, she only needs to dance a few times and she will definitely win.

For the next three days, all the players were warmly entertained.

This made Pu Qianjiao feel particularly confused. Wasn't she the only one being treated differently? Never mind. The Evil Spirit Lord would surely arrange everything.

So, when others invited Pu Qianjiao to form a team, she refused. It was ridiculous. Her husband was a dungeon boss. Did she need to form a team with others?

The players formed groups among themselves, and the clever ones had already discovered the temple dedicated to Ning Jun in the village.

"Captain, what do you think of this goddess of the dead?"

"The villagers are clearly worshipping the goddess of the dead."

Two agile special forces team members broke into a villager's house and began to look for background information about the village.

Captain Zhang Yi was looking through the village's books about the goddess of the dead. The goddess had no name, and everyone in the village called her the goddess of the dead.

Different from Hela, the goddess of the dead in the real world.

"The goddess was originally a village girl who was about to be sacrificed to the evil devil, but she bravely resisted and led the villagers to defeat the devil's messenger without letting go of past grudges."

"Everyone discovered that what they were holding was the mortal form of the goddess..."

"The villagers knelt, and the forgiving goddess forgave them and burned the souls of the sinners... Each blue light represents the soul of a sinner..."

Honestly, he had a pretty good impression of the villagers. Aside from the somewhat odd decor, they were at least hospitable and simple, fitting the stereotype of country folk in the city. But that didn't mean they didn't have bad intentions, and a glorious goddess didn't necessarily represent justice.

The more mischievous team member Li Wu said jokingly:

"But why is the dungeon called Bride of the Dead? Could there be a God of the Dead?"

The two officials who were tracking Pu Qianjiao were accidentally pulled into the copy world, and without their knowledge, they became the targets of Pu Qianjiao's revenge.

"Perhaps it's a confrontation between two factions. Doesn't the story mention the existence of demons? It seems like there are demons trying to seize the goddess' authority."

In the small village church, Ning Jun, who was watching all the players' actions through the crystal ball, felt for the first time how cool it was to be the person behind the scenes.

Simply by possessing two copy fragments, she can basically see through the players' cards and check everyone's talents.

Name: Zhang Yi

Level: Early Stage 2

Talent 1: [Master of Killing] (Rank A) - You are proficient in various killing techniques and can use any weapon skillfully.

Name: Li Wu

Level: Late Stage 1

Talent: [Intelligence Expert] (Level A) - You always have a flash of inspiration, find special intelligence, and then find flaws.

It was a combination of one scholar and one warrior. No wonder the authorities were so confident that they only sent two people to capture the big star.

Ning Jun's eyes moved. Apart from Pu Qianjiao, who was sleeping peacefully in the wooden house, basically no one was idle. Anyone who could survive until now basically had some skills.

She thought about what kind of copy plot to arrange?

Or play Werewolf to find the traitor, or play Truth or Dare to get players to pay tribute with props?

Or maybe she would implant her mark into the player's soul, turning that person into her believer in disguise. It was her first time pretending to be a god, and she was really too busy.

Perhaps the name of this book should be "After Impersonating a God, I Became the Master of the Copy."

On the other side, inside the cabin, three young and middle-aged players huddled together to discuss the information they had found.

The handsome young player said, "By selling my body, the girls in the village are particularly fond of me."

"Let's get down to business." The middle-aged player interrupted the young man calmly.

"Well, they're very tight-lipped and we can't get any information about the Goddess of the Dead. Only if we become her believers can we get her care."

The young player was extremely disappointed. The face fruit that always worked failed.

"If my doll is correct, there are indeed faint soul fluctuations in the blue lights of every house. The villagers' faith is not groundless."

The little girl, no more than ten years old, talked to herself while holding her stuffed doll.

The core of her talent is her ragdoll, which can sense mental fluctuations and predict the future. She is the core of the team.

"That goddess is too cruel. She doesn't even let people go after they die." The young man muttered.

"Perhaps, only by going to the church can we get real help and keep the mission going."

The weird copy always follows an iron rule: equal exchange, food and drink without paying. The villagers' enthusiasm is definitely for a reason.

At this moment, the broken doll suddenly opened her blue eyes carved from gems.

A strange, sharp voice sang from the puppet, and the puppet's language was halting, as if it had eaten multicolored mushrooms.

"Demons, devouring souls."

"Run away, go find the goddess..." Those were the last words he said, and there was no more response from the doll.

Everyone's faces darkened. The doll's predictions had never been wrong, which meant that the devil and the goddess were real supernatural powers.

Everyone's faces tensed. Where could they find the goddess?

"Wait a minute, are we overlooking something..."

Li Wu, who was righteously rummaging through the villagers' homes, suddenly thought of something.

"The records say she descended in a mortal body. Doesn't that mean the goddess is an ordinary person? Captain, do you think the goddess is deliberately pretending to be an ordinary villager to test us?"

Zhang Yi frowned: "Or, it's possible that she is a player."

The system does not indicate how many players have entered the dungeon, and players have to guess the number themselves. Often, someone will hide secretly until the last moment and then show up to intercept.

"So we're going to take a look at the church dedicated to the goddess."

The church dedicated to the goddess is located in the most central and core location of the village. It is usually used to serve the evil spirit lord and is generally not open to the public.

After Ning Jun came, the church was open as usual and everyone could go in to visit. The villagers would only gather together during meetings.

For safety reasons, no player dared to rush in on the first night, in case they violated any strange rules.

"Is the goddess on the side of justice?" Zhang Yi frowned. He hated the appearance of two major hostile forces in the copy. If he couldn't figure out their true intentions, he would easily become a victim of their struggle.

"Who cares? As long as it helps us pass the level, that's fine. Even if the Goddess of the Dead kills demons ten thousand times, it has nothing to do with us."