To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

The Flesh and Blood Gem still floated above the corrupted bonfire, and within the shadows it dragged forth, the graceful figure of the Female Evil God lurked, continuously emitting titters of sinister laughter.

Carnage crazily continued, with death arriving efficiently and swiftly, making her even willing to believe that an Evil God presiding over death had descended upon this place and had begun the frenzied slaughter of those warriors.

Without the warriors’ protection, the bonfire was quickly extinguishing, the power of the Outer Gods was weakening, and soon she would be able to steal the authority of the Outer Gods and snatch the light’s power from their hands.

At that time, the power of the Shadows would grow stronger once more and spread toward the central regions of the world, filled with humans, until it completely devoured them.

As the Female Evil God fantasized about the splendid future, she heard footsteps.

Ten warriors appeared, their bodies glowing red that had turned to purple.

Although she didn’t know how they did it, each of them had somehow wrought carnage in the millions in just one night, an efficiency beyond belief.

According to the records of the Shadows, not even the most brutal Evil God had achieved this; these fellows had elevated death to an art form, causing even the Female Evil God to marvel.

The Flesh and Blood Gem extended tentacles, wanting to caress these brutally inhumane warriors, but Xiemen Waidao slapped them away.

Seeing this, she didn’t mind but instead said with a laugh, “Congratulations, brave warriors. You have obtained unimaginable power. How are you feeling now?”

“I regret it,” Xiemen Waidao said.

“…You don’t like power?”

“The condition is to be human!”

He was now covered in hair, each strand thick and large, making him resemble a giant kelp creature.

Two hundred thousand strands of kelp grew wildly on him, swaying with the wind, envied by Mr. Shen to the point of tears.

His attributes partly distributed to his hair were still okay, but the player beside him was a bit more bizarre.

These special attributes seemed to vary from person to person. He randomly received attributes like “Hair +1,” “Hair Hardness +1,” “Hair Width +1,” while his companion got “Number of Arms +0.01,” “Arm Length +0.01,” and so on.

Hence, this companion transformed into a Thousand-Armed Guanyin, with each arm ridiculously long, allowing him to control arms from the sky to wield weapons and bring down retribution.

The others had also become bizarre and odd in shape; some had numerous legs, others had thick shells on their backs, and still others had an absurd number of eyes—none of them looked like a normal person anymore.

The power of the Evil Gods was full of weirdness and disorder; dealings with Evil Gods always risked the warping of wishes, or receiving things one didn’t desire.

Seeing these fighters, who no longer looked human, the Flesh and Blood Gem again let out an evil laugh and then said, “I don’t see any problem; you all look very spirited, quite cute in fact.”

“Cute my foot, is there something wrong with your taste?” Xiemen Waidao said, helpless.

Being strong was the players’ pursuit, but looking good was equally important.

The game’s PVP wasn’t strong, and with such appearances, they’d first disgust themselves and then their companions. If it wasn’t for the Easter eggs, he would have deleted his account and started over.

The flames began to flicker, and the eyes within the Flesh and Blood Gem closed slightly, the voice losing its previous charm and flattery.

Scratching her head with a tentacle, she said discontentedly, “It seems I need to remind you to be mindful of whom you’re speaking to. You who have slaughtered your kin over a million times can no longer turn back, your only way out is to serve me. So, kneel down!”

“Attack!” Xiemen Waidao commanded harshly.

The Thousand-Armed Guanyin’s assault rained down from above, each arm holding a weapon forged with the help of players, thousands of strikes nearly simultaneously hammering down upon the Flesh and Blood Gem in front of them.

Electricity surged, flames burned, and the Five Element Spiritual Energy along with its advanced forms instantly enveloped the Female Evil God, the resulting white light nearly frying the graphics cards of the players watching the live stream.

After the first wave of attacks, half of the Flesh and Blood Gem in the sky was blown apart, dark red blood overflowed from the crystal walls, and the flesh within tumbled out along with it.

“Lucky this game has pixel graphics, otherwise it really wouldn’t pass review,” someone remarked.

From within the partially shattered Flesh and Blood Gem, a beautiful eye coldly observed the surrounding people, then let out a disdainful sneer.

“Is this your objective? To use my power to attack me. I admire your courage and determination, but…”

“Again!” the commander Xiemen Waidao shouted.

The ground began to shake, someone was approaching.

With every step he took, the earth quaked as if it was shaking.

A giant player, towering a kilometer tall, arrived, with each joint being ten meters long, and the viewers watching the live stream couldn’t even see his entire form.

No weapon was big enough for his use, so his method of attack was simple: to grasp the Flesh and Blood Gem and the ground beneath it, and then smash it fiercely to the ground.

The impact, comparable to a meteorite strike, the combination of strength, speed, and technique, caused the Flesh and Blood Gem and the soil to rapidly heat together.

Unlike his colossal body, the kilometer giant moved surprisingly fast, repeatedly forging the Flesh and Blood Gem and the soil into a pool of magma.