It's time to become an evil god.

"I see. This is how one can obtain some power even without summoning the Lord of Imagination."

Bai Ge held the ball of light and slowly closed his eyes.

At the same time, the sphere of light began to deform, gradually influencing reality directly from the ideal world according to the shape that Bai Ge had in mind.

A chill ran through the crowd as they placed all their hopes on the evil god they had summoned.

Everyone stared in terror and trembling at the summoned deity.

Finally, the light slowly faded, and a strange creature, not much bigger than the player, appeared before them.

Its appearance was bizarre and strange, and it was even difficult to describe its specific features. It was not like any other monster in this world. It was composed of spheres of varying sizes, and its abdomen was surrounded by an eerie blue color.

Everyone knows that the deity possesses a bag-shaped organ that transcends time and space, leading directly to a bottomless, pitch-black abyss. From there, it can extract strange devices that are not of this world, plunging the entire world into chaos and madness.

With blasphemous, stealthy footsteps, as if something were crawling back and forth, it approached one of the players, and all of them dared not move. It was as if they were watching death and despair draw near.

He spoke.

It spoke to me in an indescribable voice about a chilling future for humanity.

The witch paused, then asked cautiously, "Is this the two-dimensional evil god you were talking about?"

Doraemon interjected, "Yes, do you have any objections?"

Hello, no.

The witch instinctively shut her mouth, afraid to speak.

All that remained were his round, chubby hands rolling up non-existent sleeves, and his other hand stuffing into the mouth of his magic bag. He hummed and said, "Tonight, Tinker Bell will join the hunt."

Chapter 208 Lies and 800 Potions

The combination of elements—anime, an evil god, and a ceiling-level power that ignores cause and effect—makes it clear that only Doraemon possesses such formidable strength.

Perhaps to the Celestial Eye, this isn't a particularly strange species, just a slightly eerie-looking one, and doesn't pose much of a threat. But to gamers well-versed in anime and manga, it's like playing a top-tier royal flush! One player even exclaimed with amazement, "This is too powerful! The last time I saw such a top-tier anime/manga boss battle was against Kirino Kousaka and Genghis Khan."

"...Nobita, have you gotten into trouble again? Seriously."

The clone of the Master of Imagination, shaped like Doraemon, also inherits the character's personality. In Doraemon's eyes, Hakuka at this moment is the cowardly and weak Nobita.

Doraemon stuffed his hand into his magic pocket, rummaging through it as he said, "Hmph, really, what's wrong with me, Doraemon, punching a few evil gods and kicking a few Great Old Ones?"

Thinking about it this way, it seems there really isn't.

Then it slowly took out a bottle of clear liquid from inside.

"Lies 800 Potion"

Doraemon, holding a small bottle, explained, "Once you drink this potion, anything you say will become a lie within three minutes, without exception."

Many players remember that this gadget appeared in the short story "Doraemon Returns". It is known as the ultimate gadget among Doraemon's gadgets. It is an idealistic existence that does not follow the law of conservation of matter. Moreover, it is non-bidirectional and has no side effects.

"I'll do it."

Bai Ge took the medicine bottle, unscrewed it, and gulped it down in one go. The medicine itself had no taste, and drinking it didn't cause any unusual symptoms; it was just like drinking a small glass of plain water.

Bai Ge licked his lips. At this moment, the Celestial Eye was about to complete its reincarnation, and the Kabbalah Tree of Life seemed to be nurturing a new life form.

Bai Ge simply said, "Outer Gods, Ancient Gods, Great Old Ones, and Old Gods exist in this world."

"..."

A gust of wind blew by, and it seemed that nothing much had changed.

It even makes people doubt whether this thing really has such terrible effects.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the Kabbalah Tree of Life began to petrify from its roots, gradually turning into something lifeless. With death and decay, it eventually became a fossilized tree, which began to crumble and disintegrate as the wind blew by, collapsing into a pile of debris that scattered in the wind.

Meanwhile, the celestial eye above the starry sky also began to change. The hues of the nebula were gradually dimming and dissipating, slowly shattering into endless fragments with a strong sense of resentment. The rotating eyeball slowed down, eventually becoming a lifeless black hole, and was gradually moving away from the Earth.

Everything disappeared.

All the gods were banished.

"We...we succeeded?"

After a long silence, someone cautiously asked, "It disappeared?"

"Yes, I can no longer sense the presence of any of the gods in this world; it's as if they have all vanished."

After the reconnaissance talisman spread further and confirmed that there was no trace of any deity, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Not only the Lord of the Celestial Bodies, but probably all the other gods on this timeline have also been banished by the Lie 800 Potion.

It's a pity that this thing only has a three-minute time limit and there's no way to leave the game instance, otherwise it could even become the strongest Word of Power, ending the entire evolution game's player godhood.

But if players can possess and use such terrifying items, does it mean that evolution games in the real world have transcended the rules of causality and become the most advanced existence?

The joy on someone's face vanished in an instant when they thought of this question.

They are like characters thrown into a large-scale online game instance, driven by the program to complete one instance after another, but no one tells them what the ultimate meaning of doing so is.

Today's dungeon will captivate the hearts of players worldwide, who will frantically seek powerful items in the upcoming missions.

Ding dong.

All players heard the system notification sound indicating that the task was completed.

The final trial instance mission has been completed, and all players will be teleported back to the base universe.

"My mission is complete."

Doraemon waved to Bai Ge, wiped his eyes with his round fist, looked at "Nobita Nobi" in front of him, and said softly, "Nobita, I'm going back now."

Its body was slowly dissipating. Although it was just a life form created from a dungeon in an evolution game, it was lifelike, like an old friend waving goodbye forever.

“You’ve really grown up this time; you haven’t asked me for help anymore.”

In the end, Doraemon turned into a beam of light and vanished from Bai Ge's sight, leaving nothing behind.

Bai Ge took a deep breath, glanced at his watch, and said, "Japan has no Godzilla, no Angels, no Attack on Titan, no Monster Association, no Space Monsters, no Radiation, no Gurongi, no Makima, no Gun Devil, no Shichibukai, and no Akatsuki."

The other players were dumbfounded after hearing this. Good grief, are you trying to use these Japanese people who are living a comfortable life to raise poison?

At this moment, Bai Ge's body was also gradually dissipating, and in the last few seconds, he uttered one last lie.

"The Chinese national football team will never win the championship."

Then all the players turned into starlight and disappeared.

Everything returned to normal.

A mysterious figure suddenly appeared in the empty meeting room.

Aleister, who had been missing for some time, finally appeared, his lips twitching as he looked at the empty art exhibition hall.

"These guys didn't leave me anything?"

Aleister originally intended to collect fragments of the Kabbalah Tree of Life to serve as a medium for summoning powerful monsters from another world, or even controlling ancient gods. He had been secretly waiting for the right moment to complete the mission, and even if he ultimately failed, he could still escape the instance using the [Script Forced Escape Device].

However, what was unexpected was that these guys dealt with it so thoroughly, leaving him not a single hair.

Aleister wore the Shepherd's Gloves, and the spirits extending from his five fingers searched for any remaining divine aura.

Even with just a tiny bit of broken branches or withered leaves, he could easily create another inferior copy of the Kabbalah Tree of Life.

At that very moment, a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.

Aleister paused for a moment, then slowly turned his head.

A girl with orange-red hair, wearing a business shirt and a black tie, stood behind.

Aleister immediately drew his staff, assuming a wary stance. He narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the girl before him, and coldly asked, "Who are you?"

"Shhh."

She made a shushing gesture and said in a low, smiling voice, "The corpse is talking."

"what?"

Aleister was taken aback, not yet realizing the other party's intention, and subconsciously waved his staff in preparation for summoning.

Everyone thought Aleister was just a player who was proficient in summoning spells, but they didn't know that he was proficient in two types of magic at the same time: invocation magic and summoning magic.

In the realm of mysticism, the word "invoke" is derived from the Latin word "invoco," and the word "evoke" is derived from the Latin word "evoco." "Invocation" refers to magic used to summon spirits, while "evocation" can be translated as magic to awaken spirits or a form of necromancy.

The occult difference between the two lies in the objects of their magic: Summoning magic typically targets higher-level spirits, such as angels or gods, or beings of high rank, such as emperors or rulers. Conjuring magic, on the other hand, targets lower-level beings, such as demons, elemental spirits, or elves.

This time, Aleister dared not be negligent. Using himself as a vessel or vessel, he petitioned for the divine power of the superior god to descend and awaken within himself, and temporarily assimilated it through magical techniques of possession and summoning.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

This time, however, he will summon the real Mevaraniga; a mere, dubious female demon is nothing to fear.

But before Aleister could even show his smugness, he froze on the spot.

He saw terrifying black dorsal fins, resembling mountains, emerging from the green-glowing sea in the distance, faintly emitting a blue light. At the same time, the mantle trembled and cracked open, revealing a gigantic, humanoid monster, as if its skin had been peeled off, around Tokyo Tower. Its entire body radiated scorching steam, causing even the tower to warp under the intense heat. It was even more dominant in size than the Movalanega he was about to summon.

Aleister silently put down his staff.

Then the clouds began to separate, and a monster with its lower body floating like paper appeared in the sky above Tokyo. With just a glance, a brilliant cross of light blasted an entire district into a sea of ​​fire.

Aleister removed the summoning circle beneath his feet. How the hell is he supposed to play now?

Finally, the girl clapped her hands, and a giant demon made of skeletons and guns floated above Tokyo. Its lower body was made of various bullet belts, and its chest cavity, wrapped in ribs, was densely filled with the heads of dead people with painful and ferocious expressions.

The dead heads were still struggling, screaming in agony.

The monster, whose head was also shaped like a gun, slowly turned its head and looked at Aleister.

He stared blankly at the scene, then raised his hand and slapped himself hard. After confirming that he wasn't dreaming, he silently uttered a single word.

“motherfucker”.

Chapter 209 The Egg of the Old God

Players gradually withdrew from the trial mission. Some large organizations quickly compiled and reported on the situations encountered in this trial mission, especially the Kabbalah Tree of Life, which is a taboo subject in Western religions. If the Kabbalah Tree of Life in a parallel world is like a backdoor reserved for the arrival of superiors on Earth, then how to close this backdoor will be the focus of discussion among large player organizations around the world.

The vice president of the Frankenstein Alliance gave a one-hour secret report to the president, Faust, relaying all the information he knew to the higher-ups in great detail, including the use of the Black Sabbath to summon Beelzebub and the content of their conversation, the unknown entity sealed beneath the Sea of ​​Death, the talisman in the Miskatonic University library that could summon the ancient gods, and how Bai Ge ultimately used the power of the Lord of Imagination to expel the Eye of the Celestials cipher.

They were also very interested in the player who could summon Outer Gods. Who knew how much knowledge of summoning rituals and spells he had acquired in the library of Miskatonic University? The higher-ups also agreed that it would be best to bring this mysterious lone wolf player named Bai Ze into the Frankenstein camp, or at least maintain friendly relations with him.

However, other large organizations do not think this way. For example, the President of the United States has always been resentful about the knowledge he gained at Miskatonic University. If the Special Affairs Bureau had not announced that player Bai Ze was an employee of the Special Affairs Bureau, he would probably be on the world's assassin ranking list by now.