I know this ancient god

Small gold letters: "I'm so sorry."

Tang Xuan frowned: "You don't know?"

Game intelligence should know everything, especially the game intelligence of a dedicated game board. Even if it searches for stories online, it should still give him an answer that satisfies him.

Small golden letters: "This period of history is sealed in the turbulence of time and space by a space-time coin, and all its internal trajectories are in an unknowable state. Before the dust settles, even I don't understand what happened in this period of history."

Tang Xuan's face softened slightly.

It turns out that it involves other plots.

Tang Xuan asked: "What is a space-time coin?"

The small golden characters suddenly fell silent. Tang Xuan waited patiently for half a minute, but there was still no movement in the small golden characters.

Tang Xuan asked confused: "Where are the people?"

The game board suddenly vibrated, and then a simple copper coin was slowly pushed out from the side.

Tang Xuan was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

Are rich people’s game consoles so advanced? !

He picked up the copper coin and asked, "Is this the space-time coin you are talking about?"

Small golden letters: "This is the space-time coin numbered 002. Please put it back into the slot after reading it to avoid the collective resurgence of the ancient gods."

Tang Xuan raised the copper coin to his eyes and looked at it carefully.

The surface of this copper coin looked extremely smooth, and could even reflect Tang Xuan's face clearly like a mirror. However, there was an extremely strong sense of roughness where his fingertips came into contact with the coin, which was very contradictory.

Tang Xuan asked in surprise: "What is this made of?"

Small golden letters: "The information about the space-time coin is one of the many secrets in the void. Due to the rules of the game, I cannot tell you directly. You need to explore it yourself."

Tang Xuan nodded. He felt that the implication of the small golden letters was that this was an Easter egg, and he was asked to play with it slowly.

Tang Xuan tossed the coin several times with great interest, and then, urged by the small golden letters, he put the coin back into the groove on the side. A silvery viscous liquid gushes out of the groove, and the groove mouth is perfectly repaired by this silver liquid, and is integrated with the entire game board again.

"Is this nanoscale automatic repair?" Tang Xuan was shocked again, "Isn't this military technology for making starship shells?"

The small golden letters avoided answering: "Please continue the game."

Tang Xuan stared at the rotating circular arrow in the center of the screen for a few seconds. After just a few minutes of conversation, he felt that his interest in this game was getting stronger. Now it was time to continue completing the task.

mission name:

【Replace-2】

Mission introduction:

Congratulations on finding the ancient god [Willistan]. Now you have to find a way to survive among the angry believers and become the new ancient god [Extreme Ancient].

Task tips:

Some people are dead and he is still alive. ——Zang Kejia

mission rewards:

If the number of failures is less than ten, the reward is [Heroic Power]; if the number of failures is less than one hundred, the reward is [Common Language]; if the number of failures is less than one thousand, the reward is [Small Physical Strength].

Task notes:

[Heroic Power] is definitely hard to come by, but [Common Language] can still be fought for.

Tang Xuan habitually pulled out a piece of hair, and then began to think silently.

Some people are dead and he is still alive.

This sentence should imply that although [Willistan] is dead, his divine power is still there, and if you inherit this divine power, you can become the new ancient god.

The key to the first round of missions is to kill the little man in red, but the key to the second round of missions is not to escape, because no matter how much he can run, he can't escape a group of crazy believers, and besides, he has to inherit the power of [Willistan] .

how should I do it?

A bold idea took shape in his mind.

Tang Xuan poked the arrow.

The game begins again!

The game begins again!

The game begins again!

This is Tang Xuan's 87th restart. After experiencing the previous 86 deaths, he has now figured out every detail of the mission, with only a little luck.

He controlled the little man in gray to run all the way to the little man in red. In front of the little man in white, he punched the little man in red cleanly and broke his throat. The whole process took less than a minute.

The little man in white was so frightened that he ran out.

Taking advantage of this moment, Tang Xuan controlled the little man in gray to pick up the small porcelain plate on the table and smashed it to create a sharp gap, then used the broken small porcelain plate to cut open the body of the little man in red, and then used the blood of the little man in red to Draw a vertical pupil on your forehead.

The little man in red is the true form of [Willistan], and his blood has special effects. After drawing the vertical pupils, a slowly swirling black mist appeared around the little man in gray.

The guard rushed out of the corner with his spear raised. He saw the body of the little man in gray surrounded by gray mist, his steps stagnated, and he was obviously stunned.

Tang Xuan felt a little relieved. This is where he says it takes a little luck. If he moved any slower, or if the guard ran any faster, he would die again. Fortunately, once you pass this hurdle, the rest will be easy.

Tang Xuan said solemnly: "The gods have blessed me and decided to let me preside over this sacrifice. Go and ask them to bring up the livestock."

After hesitating for a few seconds, the guard actually obeyed Tang Xuan's order, turned around and left. For these fanatical cult followers, the god [Willistan] is the most important. As for the elder in red, as long as there is a replacement, he will die if he dies.

The little man in gray under Tang Xuan's control was surrounded by black mist. He was obviously more favored by God than the little man in red, so the guards decided to obey Tang Xuan.

This is a huge loophole. But the little man in red is [Willistan] himself, so he didn't notice this problem, and now he is being used by Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan not only killed him, but also used his followers to gain his power.

After a while, Tang Xuan heard the sound of animals struggling on the altar. He took out the knife from the waist of the little man in red and walked up to the altar.

Surrounded by black mist,

Tang Xuan walked to the center of the altar, raised his arms and shouted:

"Followers of Willistan!"

"Today is the last sacrifice!"

"The great god Willistan will rise from his long sleep!"

"And you!"

"Awaken the great god!"

"You will gain eternal life in the land under the care of the gods!"

"Willistan is His name!"

"The vertical pupils under the mist are His symbol!"

"Let us complete this sacrifice!"

"Summon the great god Willistan to come!"

Same lines, different host.

The believers stared at the black mist beside the little man in gray and shouted wildly, not questioning at all because the person hosting the sacrifice had been replaced.

Tang Xuan controlled the little man in gray to kill six livestock one by one, and cut his palm open, letting the blood mix and flow into the chute in front of the altar, outlining a scarlet vertical pupil, from which a stream of water gushed out. A thick black mist.

The clouds in the sky pressed lower and lower until it became completely black, with a scarlet vertical line emerging from the center.

Tang Xuan, who was controlling the game, was a little nervous. This was the closest he had come to success. He didn't know whether he could complete the task this time.

At this time, the little man in gray clothes was completely wrapped in black mist, and even the outline of his body could not be seen. A small lock indicating disablement appeared on all of Tang Xuan's buttons, and he lost the ability to control the gray-clothed villain.

The picture gradually dimmed.

Tang Xuan simply left the virtual screen with his hands.

At the last moment of the game, he saw the scarlet vertical pupils of the sky slowly opening, and in a burst of distortion, they turned into the Six Stars of January.