"That eyeball has so much hair! It scared the hell out of me!"
"It's an Evil God, right? It has to be an Evil God, right?"
"Hurry up and subdue it! I really want to subdue an Evil God baby. Tell it I'll offer up a planet for its blood sacrifice every month."
"What good does telling me do? I don't speak Evil God."
"Can we make the Evil God into Evil God canned food?"
"Fuck, that's a great idea!"
The last idea won the approval of everyone present.
The sky split open with indigo arcs of light, and the orbital cannon array suspended beyond the atmosphere simultaneously unfolded its hexagonal prismatic barrels. Amid the white mist billowing from the liquid-nitrogen cooling system, the reactor erupted with blinding white light...
The Evil God's swollen limbs suddenly solidified. The purple-gray chunks of flesh covered in tentacles began to carbonize at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ultra-high-temperature plasma exploded inside, melting its translucent organs into boiling slime, while subsequent projectiles pierced its wounds one after another like a string of beads. Every impact raised a mushroom cloud that swallowed the cloud layer...
This was the players' perspective.
The Evil God had no perspective, but from the real world's point of view, the players were devouring one another, eating each other's hearts, livers, spleens, and stomachs.
Although the system was very strict in certain areas, such as cracking down on pornography.
In other areas, however, the system's standards were very broad, such as its tolerance for gore.
So far, Paradox players were still flesh-and-blood mortals. It was hardly surprising that an Evil God would corrupt them.
The Evil Gods' power could not be controlled, and they themselves had no awareness of self-control.
They had only instinctive devouring, resistance, and