Chapter 113: When Our Lady Meets the Mouth Cannon

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With the press of the Enter key, the whole space seems to be a faded dyed cloth, gradually turning white.

The long-awaited system prompt also sounded.

"Game over."

"Congratulations to the player for successfully finding the murderer!"

"Game Settlement ......"

"The game is over, the interface is closed, and we are returning to the Overworld! Players can view the reward ......"

Qin Ze relaxed his tight attention when he heard the end of the game, and his eyes were blurry with the sound of the system.

But fortunately, the game was won successfully.

Detached from the game world, the world changes from quiet to noisy.

When I opened my eyes again, it was a noisy and lively scene.

It seems that at dusk, you can see the alternation of light and darkness, and the aurora is constantly cheering on the side.

The sky seemed so close and yet far away, and at the far end could be seen a palace of exquisite light, the abode of the master of bliss.

Since the beginning of the universe from chaos, rules have alternately evolved into all things, and also evolved into living beings.

Life is born from matter, and gods are born from rules, and it is not known whether there was life or gods. Living beings worship the gods, and the gods take refuge in their own believers.

As time passes, the more creatures there are, and the differences loom.

But with the intervention of the creator God, the world is still peaceful.

Until the god in charge is born by stepping on the sound of music.

It seems that the luxurious clothes and jade food have taught the world to enjoy all of a sudden, but also brought unknowable hidden dangers.

Then came the slumber of the creator god, and the authority of the supreme god led to a struggle among the gods.

That god-king battle was a battle for all the gods, and only the newborn gods were ignorant, weeping for the dead creatures.

"And then?" Sitting next to the poet with the organ in his hand, an audience member listened with relish, not realizing what was wrong with him.

Qin Ze saw that this listener was wearing armor with very national characteristics, a wide weapon hanging from his waist, and his rough young face revealed his closeness to the bard.

Perhaps for this young man, this place was a gathering of people in all kinds of strange costumes, and it was a kind of kindness to meet the familiar bards in a foreign land.

However, Qin Ze had an intuition at this time, it was better to be silent or like the people around him at this timeβ€”either sympathetic or disdainful, or try to stay away.

The bard smiled at the young warrior and said in a soft tone that was very different from storytelling, "Are you here for the first time?" There seemed to be empathy in his voice.

"Yes, yes! Where is this? How can I get back to Zekir? The warrior nodded again and again, eager to ask.

His new wife is still waiting for him in Zekil.

At this time, he felt how lucky he was, because he had accidentally entered the secret realm and was sent to this strange place by the teleportation array. How strange the people and clothes are here.

Fortunately, I saw the bards and praised the gods!

"Don't worry, young man, you still have memories of the past to rely on. In a few moments, someone will come to help you solve your inner troubles. The bard was still smiling, revealing a mystery.

Memories of the past to rely on?

Qin Ze silently recited this sentence in his heart, reducing his sense of existence, unable to ignore the bard who was being thanked by the warriors, his eyes were indifferent and cold.

That's not the reaction of seeing someone.

Even the scene is carelessly false.

Until a breath breaks through the air.

In the corner of the dusky sky, a man wearing a black combat uniform with a red scarf around his neck appeared from the spatial shock, nodding to the poet, silent, and powerful like an ancient beast.

He took the listener with him, regardless of the warrior's attachment to the poet.

The style is capable and tough, like ...... Soldier.

Qin Ze knew that her current situation was unusual, because she only had memories of the previous game.

Before that game, it was unknown who she was or whether she had relatives or friends.

Qin Ze suddenly looked up at the man who was lowering his head to tune the harp, his eyes passed through the others, and directly locked on to Qin Ze.

"Why have you been so strict lately?" Qin Ze heard the people around him whispering.

"The adults above said that it was only the past few days, so those lackeys tried to stop it."

The God-King Controversy began with a dispute between the gods who ruled over death and the gods who ruled over life.

Death and life are ancient gods since the birth of life, because the trend of the world is biased towards the inheritance and reproduction of life, and the power of the two gods is almost second only to the creator god because of the blessing of rules.

They are co-born gods, one light and one dark, just as the gods of light and the gods of darkness are born together, complementing and restraining each other.

But the result of this dispute, which I don't know why, is the slumber of death and the continuous loneliness of life.

Defeated gods do not die, because they are the embodiment of the rules, but the gods fall asleep due to exhaustion, and once they sleep, the rules they hold are represented by the god-king.

The slumber of death has brought the battle between the god-kings to a fever pitch, as each god with its own followers wants to reduce the casualties of their own faction.

Except for the gods of death. Perhaps no living being, except His Creation, the Grim Reaper, would believe in death and pursue death.

The God-King dispute also directly led to Ragnarok, and in addition to the gods of time and fate, only the newborn lord avoided this strife because of the new birth. Even because of His compassion and salvation, he has earned the respect of many creatures. The defeated gods also trusted the weak brother very much, and they had to sleep because of exhaustion, so they could only give up the throne of the god-king to the newborn god.

The time when the gods sleep is unknown, the world is constantly evolving, and the new god-king is given a treasure from the creator god - a chance to develop his own rules.

This kind god-king created a hundred paradises because of the misery of his previous life.

Originally, he was just trying to build the master of entertainment in his own realm, but because of his rank as a god king and new rules, he gradually had the potential to become a realm from a simple place of entertainment.

Here, as long as you have points, you can get the supreme enjoyment, get anything you want, even rules and godheads.

This is the place where the creatures who know about the existence of Hundred Paradise want to enter it.

Once you get the opportunity to come in, play through the game, and earn points, you are eligible to stay here. These people are also known as gamers by the outside world.

Points, which are the universal currency of Hundred Paradise, can be earned through various games.

But in fact, since Hundred Paradise has the potential to become a realm, it has aroused the vigilance of the outside world.

Once the Hundred Paradise becomes a complete world, then the Hundred Paradise will appear with the same status as other worlds with the world consciousness and supreme rules.

The supreme rule of Hundred Paradise is that the points are supreme, as long as the points are enough, they can even become their faith itself! And according to legend, the throne of the god king can also be imagined.

If the master of Paradise does not sit on the throne of the god-king, these are the things of his own world.

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