Most of the rules in the new town are the same as those in the old town, and residents and travelers will not be hindered from leaving.

Branigan, the town's new resident, was desperate to leave right now.

But it's a pity that no matter how fast he is, he still needs to go through the two powers of "fantasy and forced narrative" first, which was originally 100% passed, and Tang Qi will not change this result, but if the inhabitants are captured by the new "forced narrative domain" before leaving, it will naturally not be able to pass.

That's when Brannigan came to the news.

"The new forced narrative domain [Black Rat Falling into the Trap]...... The invitation has been accepted. ”

"I didn't!"

Branigan, who was covered in darkness, roared with grief, he obviously did not expect that as a god in charge of "deception", he would be deceived by people.

Although he was immediately aware of the conspiracy when he entered New Grotesque Town, he was unable to escape, and was instead forcibly dragged in by the neck by the so-called "master".

Now He wanted to leave, but he was forcibly retained.

His roar obviously could not stop the birth of a new narrative domain.

As a provider of forced narrative and fantasy authority, Tang Qi naturally has the authority to construct a more vast and magnificent story, and there will be no obstacles to cosmic wars, battlefield of gods, etc.

But Tang Qi didn't, and the new scene he constructed was unusually rudimentary and monotonous.

The visible changes to Branigan were still pitch black, with only the eyes and fangs visible, but the form of a giant rat.

The surrounding area is no longer a house, but a bare land.

The ground is covered with exaggerated "rat traps" of various shapes, and in the distance there is an entrance to a rat's nest that leads beyond the new grotesque town.

That, of course, is not a temptation, it is a mockery.

“...... Played the role of the sole protagonist 'Black Mouse'. ”

This feedback sounded, and Tang Qi's voice was also transmitted.

"Originally, my idea was to have some of the town's inhabitants associated with you entertain you, but you're coming in a waistcoat, so before you meet your old friends, take them off and I'll help you. ”

Tang Qi's words sounded like a malicious hunter.

At this time, Braniggan, who was extremely humiliated and forced to turn into a black mouse, was falling into another difficult choice.

He still has the possibility of leaving safely, provided that all "vests" are abandoned.

"The three layers of divine skin I possess, if I self-destruct at the same time, can instantly isolate any capture of the narrative domain, which is enough to ensure that I can leave calmly...... But in this way, my loss is too great, and it is even more unacceptable than the loss of a quarter of the ontology. ”

"Maybe you can destroy the narrative realm in front of you first, and then buy time to leave, at least you can keep two or three more layers of divine skin. ”

In the depths of Brannigan's mind, thoughts were rushing.

Even though He was too greedy from the point of view of His thoughts, and was already in danger, he was still not decisive enough.

If you change to any decisive god, I am afraid that you will also choose to give up your skin and keep a quarter of your body, especially if you don't know whether your "opponent" controls the soul, bloodline and other related authority, and the most important thing is to protect yourself.

Unfortunately, before he did so, Donkey learned the character of the god of deception, stealing, and hiding from the description of the Bakerfast Chair.

He is a treacherous, wise deity who belongs to the chaos camp and wields divine authority that allows him to plot in the shadows to plunder the power of other gods.

But at the same time, He was too greedy to give up.

Likes to be jealous, but too greedy...... Knowing this, if Tang Qi can't completely pick up all the skins that Branigan brought into New Grotesque Town and give the most profound lesson, then the so-called title of 'God Deception' is obviously not worthy of the name.

New Freaky doesn't have a strong grip on Brannigan, and with the slightest negligence, he can escape.

The power he has is not weak, a quarter of the body plus four layers of divine skin, if you go to war with all your strength, ordinary weak gods will almost be killed by Branigan in an instant.

And Tang Qi is a pseudo-master.

Today's "showdown" between the two is both fair and unfair.

Because Branigan's pursuit is to save the skin as much as possible and get out safely.

And what Tang Qi pursued was to severely damage a powerful god.

......

The ground was bare and covered with rattraps, and Branigan didn't dare to move.

He bared his fangs and rolled his eyes.

He could recognize that each "mousetrap" represented a powerful force, some of which contained a strong threat, others of which were very ordinary.

These traps come in all sorts of strange forms, such as the one at Brannigan's feet, entwined with thorns of truth that make one want to immerse themselves in, and various symbols that represent the truth emit a ghostly light that any living creature is eager to step on, and being caught means knowing the truth.

But Branigan just wanted to sneer, fangs hissing, "You think you've won? a stupid human who got lucky enough to be a god, a so-called god deceit, a god of wizards?"

"It's just that you've earned these fame because you've won the favor of the two masters of the 'Thorns' and the 'Crucible', and you're just a small person involved in the war between the juggernauts, completely unaware that when fame and power don't match, it's when you encounter calamity and fall early. ”

A man stood up, like a black rat with no fur, and sneered at Tang Qi in the void.

He attributed the fame that Donch had gained to Raphael and the Crucible.

To some extent, it's not rumor-mongering.

The infinite mysteriously praised Tang Qi's titles, those achievements have been for a long time, according to common sense, there should be many malicious gods who will come against him and launch a plundering war.

Even if many gods mistakenly believe that Tang Qi has "ascended to the gods", the new god personality cannot stop those malicious ones.

As of now, Tang Qi has felt a lot of covetousness and malice in the shadows.

The only one who can really do it is the "fate".

This makes sense, because only an existence of the level of the goddess of fate is not afraid of the two powerful masters, Thorn and Crucible.

"So, in the eyes of many divine beings, I am a human wizard who has succeeded in holding his thighs and only luckily ascended to God?"

"Well, it's not wrong, I even missed a thigh. ”

"You must know that in addition to Raphael and the Crucible, I am also friends with the 'Mystic Monarch...... If I extend it a little further, the Mother Mother of Light seems to like me a lot, and the ancient observers should have good intentions towards me, and obviously my dominance is not bad, if it weren't for the fate, I could have been a neutral deity who slowly leveled up and traveled around. ”

When Tang Qi heard this, he couldn't help but make a few jokes about himself in his heart.

Then, he looked at Branigan, who didn't dare to move, and directly mocked mercilessly: "Then as a powerful 'God of Deception', get rid of me quickly." ”

"I know what you think, don't you want to give up a few layers of skin on your body, right, since you already have a plan, don't execute it quickly. ”

"Later, I'll bring in a lot of your old friends, and you won't like them to know where you are now, or to storm the Dominant Person. ”

As he spoke, at the end of the bare earth, at the entrance to the rat's nest, Don Qi sitting on the chair of Beckfast appeared, the list of the townspeople in his hand, and the names of the gods were shining with a hazy light.

He immediately realized what Don Qi was thinking, and he was going to expose Him in front of the gods.

Except for a few gods, all other spirits have enemies.

Brannigan is the "God of Deception, Stealing, and Concealment," and just by looking at these authorities, he knows that he has many enemies.

He has been weakening his own sense of existence, constantly stealing and plundering the power of other weak gods, just to secretly promote the master, and then his rival camp will face a tragic fate.

Tang Qi's few words directly made Branigan furious.

At this time, he not only felt deep remorse, but also gave birth to a strong killing intent towards Tang Qi.

But even so, He forced himself to calm down.

His eyes quickly looked at the rattraps and made a selection of the most suitable one for him to get out of the predicament in front of him.

The next moment, He chooses his target.

It was a mousetrap that radiated holy light and was engraved with a cross pattern, full of divine aura.

It's a bit far away, in the fringe area.

Branigan jumped over like a real rat and crashed into it.

"A very reasonable choice!"

Seeing this, Tang Qi praised.

The mousetrap he chose was indeed fragile, representing the "light divinity" that Tang Qi possessed, and the collision with the light camp, as well as the faint divine power captured on the covenant clay tablet, were far from reaching the level of authority.

"Gross!"

There are no delays, or surprises.

When entering a trap and being caught in the light of the divine power.

Once again, Branigan releases the new vest.

What he vomited this time was a "yellow ocean", a smell beyond Tang Qi's imagination, and the pollution that burst out inside, instantly made Tang Qi choose to leave the narrative domain.

The yellow liquid was cloudy, and what appeared inside was not a corpse, but what seemed to be heavily fermented meat, chewed bones, all kinds of clumps that still fluttered out wisps of hair, lumps of unknown composition...... They're still bubbling hot.

Sticky and warm, filthy and disgusting.

"Roar"

A dull roar rang out, and a giant figure crawled out of Brarian's mouth.

He was still in human form, to be exact, he must have been a human before he ascended to God.

He had no clothes on him, but he had a lot of hair, and he was vaguely seen as a "goddess", an overweight man, covered with all kinds of smudges and food scraps, with a disfigured face with an idiotic smile, no nose, and nine yellow eyes in three rows.

At the bottom, there is a huge mouth with interlaced canine teeth and a thin yellow poisonous mist.

When this goddess crawled out, the entire narrative domain was not only stretched out, but also filled with a sea of yellow and filthy poisonous mist, warm, viscous and full of corrosive poison, as if in the stomach of an ancient beast?

"Giant fat house?"

When Tang Qi's ontology detached from the narrative realm, this thought came to his mind.