The scarlet flower of corruption blooms in the borderland, and the most holy and pure White Witch becomes the new king of corruption. The blue blood that has been passed down since ancient times flows under the dark tide, and the great and brilliant Duke intends to subvert the music of order. The unknown secret history disappears into nothingness, and the wizard who travels through time and space longs to see through the delirium of the world. As for me? I don't care. I will set up four pillars, guide four philosophers, and lead an absurd and ridiculous drama of salvation. Then, it’s time for me to go to the table and enjoy it! ps: This book does not follow the traditional wizard writing routine. There are no chips, no wizard academy, and no knights before wizards. The wizard supernatural system in this book is in its primitive and ignorant stage. There is no clear and rigid level of power, and it is generally fuzzily classified according to knowledge. So you don't see first-level wizards, second-level wizards,...

A sentient demonic sword drifts from master to master, offering power at a price. Some wielders rise, others fall—but all leave their mark on the blade. It grows stronger with each bond, shaping and shattering destinies across a blood-soaked world. This is not a story of good or evil—only the will of the sword.

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【Welcome to the weird game】

[As long as you clear the dungeon, you will get everything you want, wealth, power, health... everything]

In the thirty-sixth year since the advent of the strange game, Qiss was pulled into the dungeon by the Lord God.

Gray fog and yellow clouds cover the sky, ghosts and monsters roam the streets, towering dead trees rise from the ground, and skeletons and carrion pile up everywhere.

This is not reality, there is no such thing as morality and conscience; this is not chaos, there are laws and rules that cannot be disobeyed.

Qisi took a look at the rules and found a lot of loopholes that could be exploited.

(This book is also known as "I Will Dominate the Weird" and "I Will Steal Gods in Weird Games")

——Wenqing version (not speaking human language version) Copywriting——

The rules feed on the gods, and the gods sacrifice all living beings.

The strange game is the snare, and the mysterious resurgence is the medium.

Under the cold fig leaf is an indescribable horror.

Not wanting to be controlled by fate, Si Qi jumped out of his shackles.

Tear apart morality and dance alone on the border between black and white; break away from the rules and build your own throne.

He is not a god in this life, but Weird Games has already prepared a god status for him and welcomed his return with a feast of death.

When his parents' blood turned cold in the cracks of the bluestone, Li Feng understood: If you want to live, you have to be dirtier than evil people and more despicable than mud!

Kneeling and licking the Black Tiger Gang? Voluntarily practicing the life-shortening Five Poison Palm? Using his subordinates as sacrifices? Selling his affectionate Taoist partner to be used as a furnace? As long as he can climb up, he won't blink an eye!

The body is exhausted? Turned into a corpse! The soul is on the verge of collapse? Ten thousand ghosts are imprisoned in the body! The power is complicated and difficult to control? Bet your life on the unity of body and soul!

From then on, the black market had an extra walking taboo, with corpses as coffins and ghosts as servants, and wherever the blood mist of the underworld passed, the souls of all living beings became nutrients!

> When he sat in the false god realm formed by the swallowing of the blessed land, fishing for a thousand years... what he was fishing for was no longer fish.

(From a maggot in the mud to a great evil being that eclipses the heavens and the earth!)

“By pushing light into darkness, I obtained incredible power. By sucking the essence of life, I became an immortal monster.”

He was dressed in a sacred cloak. Singing commands to the horde of demons.

“Yes, even if this might be my fall, I’d die either way!”

He was merely a child who became a s*ave. Powerless and abandoned. Never once did he hesitate to do anything to overturn his doomed fate.

After all, a God is above all moral values.

This is the story of a man who has succeeded in evolving his mortal body and soul into that of a God.