Having decided that the Internet would not threaten the status of the opera house, the god turned his attention to internal affairs!

No, as time goes on, there is less and less essentia coming through.

At first, the god of the underworld didn't care too much, thinking that it should be the impact of the freshness of interconnected film and television!

However, when nightfall and essentia continued to decline, the god realizes that something is wrong.

As the master of the dark web, he has long discovered that the rate at which the dark web captures essentia is not static, but undulating.

After nightfall, essentia tends to reach its peak of the day.

Come to think of it, it should be that most users have their own time after a day's work, and naturally want to go online for a pastime.

As a result, at this peak, his essentia does not rise but falls?

Can this be a problem?

The god of the underworld moved in his heart, and subconsciously looked at the major planes through the perspective of the gods.

First, he subconsciously set his sights on the Bunnier plane.

This is the mission area of the God of Transformation.

One of the Immortal's secret targets.

So lately he's been observing and even infiltrating the Bunnier plane.

Through a darkweb user who is learning the art of summoning the undead, he quickly expands his vision of the gods, expanding his horizons to the entire city.

This is the kind of observation he didn't use before.

Because it's too essentially consuming.

But now he can afford it!

Because he is the master of the dark web.

In his bird's-eye view, this lonely town has long since fallen silent in the night.

On the city walls, torches scare the beasts of the forest.

In the center of the city, a huge celestial scale statue faintly exudes an aura of divine power that is not easy for mortals to detect.

In such a city, at night, it should be pitch black except for sporadic lights.

But when the god looked at it, the whole city was full of glowing light, and even in the shacks built by the city walls, there was a glow of fire.

The god adjusted his perspective and looked through the roof, his expression suddenly frozen.

I saw several beggars huddled together and shivering in the poor shack, and the mushy food that I didn't know where to get was boiling in the pot in front of them.

The beggars, who should have been staring at the food, were staring blankly at the virtual screen in front of them.

On the virtual screen, it was playing.

When Princess Hetty appeared, the beggars' faces were visibly greedy and demented.

While observing the Underworld, the virtual screen suddenly goes off.

The beggars suddenly exploded, scolding and swearing, and the ears were endless.

"Hurry up, hurry up, why is it broken again when it's exciting?"

"Who's next?"

"I, I, I ......"

Amid the shouting of the beggars, the virtual screen reappeared, and the beggars finally fell silent.

It turns out that long-term malnutrition not only makes the beggars physically weak, but also makes the soul weak.

During the day, they have already consumed a lot of soul energy to browse the Internet, which naturally causes the embarrassing situation that they don't have enough time at night.

So they simply "put together a patch".

This was obviously the act of squeezing out the last trace of soul power, which made the god stunned, and his pupils trembled slightly.

He looked away and turned to a nearby resident's house.

This is a family of five.

On the shabby wooden plank, which is called a bed, a family of five wrapped in blankets, sitting together, looking at the same!

A little girl, who was only eight or nine years old, was obviously very afraid of the bizarre scenes shown in the movie, and she sat directly in her father's arms.

Whenever the music in the movie was a little spooky, she would hug her father's arm in horror.

Her two older brothers were clearly bold.

His eyes widened, for fear of missing a detail, and he watched the plot develop tense and nervously.

The flickering light of film and television sets off the faces of the brothers more and more brightly.

"This dragon is so bad, why did you capture the beautiful princess?"

The little girl couldn't help but ask.

"Shhhhh ”

Her brother booed straight over.

The little girl no longer spoke, but in those immature eyes, there was obviously a hatred and hatred for the undead bone dragon!

Seeing this, the god of the underworld couldn't help but tremble.

He is not angry with the words of the little girl, but angry at the attraction of this movie!

Reluctantly, he shifted his gaze again, his gaze jumping from room to room in the city.

As a result, he was shocked to find that most of the families in this city were actually watching?!

Some even wiped tears from their eyes as they watched!

The soldiers on duty who could not watch the city wall even discussed excitedly.

This absurd scenery struck the gods like lightning!

He angrily pulled away from his vision and looked at the other planes.

I wonder if it's the retinal effect?

The god of the underworld became more and more angry to find that the scenery of the other planes was almost identical to the plane of Buniel.

In the lights of thousands of homes, almost every three or five households must be watching.

In a tavern that is open all night, most of the topics discussed in the whole tavern are!

As for his, hardly many people watched.

A nameless fire suddenly sprung up from the heart of the underworld, what is there to see about this shit-like drama?

Full of flaws from start to finish!

The whole process is like playing monkey tricks!

Why are you so obsessed?

Or even for this, squeeze out the last shred of essentia?

"Whoop Woohoo ......"

The god couldn't figure it out, and he was even more angry!

He was not only angry that the god of the Internet was pressing him again, but also angry that his judgment was wrong, and he couldn't accept the fact that the opera house was not as good as the Internet film and television!

This almost crushed his pride and self-confidence!

"It must be because of the freshness, yes, it must be so!"

The god gritted his teeth and released the opera in reserve!

This is an opera that he has stored a long time ago.

The main purpose is to prevent the God of the Internet from plagiarizing the opera house, and when the time comes, he can release it little by little, always one step ahead of the Internet, and finally form an absolute advantage.

Now he had to use this bottom-of-the-box trick.

Sure enough, as his opera was released, the essentia suddenly surged.

"I knew it was the freshness!"

The god of the underworld secretly exhaled, ashamed of his gaffe!

Not long after he breathed a sigh of relief, the surging essentia suddenly fell back again.

"What's going on?"

The god looked incredulous, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and released another opera.

It didn't take long for essentia to surge again, but the surge was not as large as before.

This time, too, it didn't take long for it to fall back again.

The god of the underworld was stunned, and his face was pale.

He gritted his teeth and released all the stored operas one after another.

As a result, the rate of essentia surge became slower and slower, and even later, no matter how he released a new opera, the essentia extraction efficiency no longer increased.

The god froze.

How so?

Shouldn't it?

He frantically observes the user through the lens of the gods.

But no matter how many planes he switched, most of the intelligent beings in most planes were also watching interconnected movies and television, ignoring his opera house.

When he reluctantly turned his gaze to his missionary area, the scene that caught his eye completely blew him up.

I saw Lambert Royal Opera House red Oiran Edwina, curled up in a fur futon, sleeping soundly.

It's just that the corners of her eyes are streaked with tears, and her trembling eyelashes reveal the fact that she is pretending to sleep.

This scene looks normal, maybe it's just that the woman is emotionally rich in the middle of the night.

But the god Sawyer clearly felt the breath of the Internet from her.

You know, the Internet Soul Landing Mode shares almost the same soul binding authority as him.

The god of the underworld could not understand why the uniqueness of the authority of the Godhead had failed.

He can't interfere with the soul authority of the Internet, but he can sense the existence of the Internet.

In other words, he, the damned lamb, defied his ban and secretly logged on to the Internet!

Looking at her appearance, maybe she is watching.

- In this night's observation, the god of the underworld saw more than one woman, or even a man, wiping tears for this stupid drama.

"Die!"

The god of the underworld became furious, and in an instant, he teleported to Edvenna's bedroom and launched the soul deprivation!

In an instant, the unsuspecting Edwina's soul was extracted.

When she was dying, her body expression was still "moved" tears.

"Are you watching?"

The god of the underworld, who was standing next to the soft couch, looked at Edwina's soul struggling in horror in front of him, and asked coldly.

Hearing this, Edwina froze.

The next second, she suddenly knelt down and desperately begged for forgiveness.

"I'm guilty! I'm guilty! Forgive me, my lord! I shouldn't have violated the ban, it's all the damn Internet that has bewitched me, please don't kill me!"

"It's late!"

The god of the underworld subconsciously wanted to crush this weak soul.

I don't want Edwina to suddenly shout: "You can't kill me! I'm Edwina, the most popular flower on the dark web! The great Hades need me, if you dare to kill me, the great Hades will not let you go!"

The god of the underworld was stunned when he heard this.

Then he laughed angrily, he looked at Edwina coldly, and sneered: "I am the god of the underworld!"

Edwina's expression froze instantly!

All the faith in my heart collapsed in an instant!

At the same time, her weak soul collapsed.

- The angry god of the underworld, in the end, still pinched her to death, the ant.

The god stood coldly in Edvenna's bedroom, looking at the cold corpse on the paralyzed body, and lowered his head.

"Assert ......"

In the middle of the night, a nervous and strange laugh came out of his mouth.

"God of the Internet, good! good! good! You are a genius, I admit, since this is the case, then I will copy them all! Divide your users as well! Hahaha......"

"Wait, wait until I use the Fifth Scourge to dominate the multiverse, I want to see, who dares to use the Internet?!"