Just after entering the fifth hall, Wu Ming saw Sauron. It was obvious that this was the final treasure house.
The fifth hall is not large, at most one hundred square meters. Sauron is wearing black clothes and sitting on a stone platform. He looks relaxed and content.
Wu Ming did not rush in, but lowered his head slightly and looked at his feet.
Upon first sight, the ground of the fifth hall was densely covered with unknown lines. These lines merged together to form a huge magic circle, the source of which was the stone platform where Sauron was sitting.
No, it's not a stone platform, it should be said to be a sarcophagus.
There is nothing in the entire fifth hall, only this sarcophagus looks very conspicuous.
Sauron was sitting on the sarcophagus, raising his fingers leisurely. Every movement was very rhythmic, accompanied by bursts of ticking sounds.
tick tock, tick tock
Drops of blood dripped from Sauron's wrist, fell into the magic circle on the ground, and were quickly absorbed by the magic circle.
Wu Ming stood at the door, looked at Sauron who didn't care at all, and asked: "What is inside here?"
"Do you know the origin of the Continent of the Gods? Do you know what happened in the Continent of the Gods in ancient times?"
Sauron answered the question and said leisurely: "The Continent of the Gods is actually a false place. In the beginning, it itself did not exist, at least it did not exist in the material world. There is a group of people called scientists,
It creates an illusory world, displays it in the form of a game, and allows everyone to come in and play through something called a game warehouse.
If someone comes to play, someone must play with them. In order to continue the playability of the game, those scientists have designed a huge world view, as well as various beings they call NPCs, and use a program called a program.
Things to control them. However, the strangeness of life always catches people off guard. Finally one day, NPCs began to reflect on who they are, what the players are, and whose world this belongs to.
More and more wise men joined the thinking team, and a point of view slowly emerged among NPCs, that is, the continent of the gods belongs to us, and if we want freedom, we must eliminate the players and drive these people back to their hometown. So
, under the leadership of some powerful gods, a war called freedom began. Players nicknamed the chapter of NPC riots as the Twilight of the Gods.
Twilight of the Gods lasted for 36 million years. Players in the game were killed more than three times on average, which caused an uproar in the outside world. In order to reduce the impact and appease those players who shouted to lose money, game developers had to
Instead of making the painful decision to shut down the server."
Suolun spoke quietly, and Wu Ming also listened quietly.
When he heard the last part, he felt like he was dead. Player, NPC, Ragnarok.
This is actually a world transformed from virtuality into reality, and it is also a game world.
No wonder, when he first entered this world, he looked at the so-called career panel as if it were an online game. Even the announcements in the battle section were the same as the battle reports in the game.
At first, he thought it was a matter of law and turned the whole world into a semi-game.
Unexpectedly, it was just the opposite. It was not that the rules made the world semi-gamified, but that the world itself was a game world. To be precise, the game should be semi-globalized, and the virtual turned into reality.
"Do you know what shutting down the server means? Haha, this is a big killer."
Sauron continued to talk, with a sigh on his face, and said: "If the server is shut down, the world of the gods will disappear, and everything will disappear. But at the critical moment, different opinions came from the game operating company
Voice. A scientist who developed games firmly refused to destroy his hard work. He ran away with the console the day before the company decided to shut down the server.
And this escaped scientist is also a player in the world of gods, and he is still a leader among players. Guess who this person is?"
"It's you!" Wu Ming was silent for a long time and slowly met Solan's eyes.
Sauron clapped his hands and laughed. He looked very happy and said with a smile: "That's right, I am the scientist, and this is the world I created. For countless days and nights, I have been perfecting the worldview of this world and modifying various aspects of it."
The development attribute of the race, now that I am back, I will win everything."
"No, you are lying. The world of gods has changed. The moment these native BPs defeated the players, virtuality was no longer virtual, but became an alternative reality. What's the use of you coming back now?
, In this world, the God of Creation has appeared. He has moved from virtuality to reality and created a brand new world of gods. Times have changed."
Wu Ming had a look of ridicule on his face. The world of gods has reached this stage and can no longer be simply summarized as a simple game world.
Be it scientists, game creators in the world of gods, or game publishers.
Since the emergence of the Creator God, the laws of the world of gods have been protected by saint-level beings.
In the past, shutting down the server might have been a big killer, but in today's world of gods, who can turn it into an illusory game world?
There is often only a thin line between virtuality and reality, and the only difference is an opportunity.
The emergence of the God of Creation represents the emergence of opportunities. Today's world of gods is a half-game, half-real world existence.
After the God of Creation finishes playing this game of chess and lets the protagonist Green get the tablet of destiny, the title of half-game will be gone forever, and the world of the gods will be no different from other worlds.
"Damn natives, what do you know? I am the creator of this world, how can you understand my greatness!" Hearing Wu Ming's answer, Sauron became a little angry, like a mouse whose tail was stepped on.
Wu Ming showed great disdain for this, his eyes full of sarcasm.
No matter what the world of the gods was like before, it now has an owner, and this owner is definitely not the Sauron in front of us, nor is it the game company that created the world of the gods.
Game companies have failed since the NP revolution, and the expulsion of players is the best example.
Sauron in front of him still regards himself as the creator of the game, which is a cognitive error in itself.
Now, the world of gods has been controlled by the God of Creation. Even shutting down the server has no effect. Sauron actually thinks he can make a comeback. Isn't this funny?
"You have no idea how great and terrifying I am. Even if this world is controlled by that false god, as long as I come back, this world will still be mine, and everyone will be with me.
Surrender in front of me!”
Sauron jumped down from the sarcophagus, kicked the coffin away, and roared: "Witness the miracle!"
Inside the coffin lay a corpse of a god, which looked exactly like Sauron.
Obviously, this god is Sauron's former game character. He did not fall at all, but just because the player quit the game and fell into an endless sleep.
Now, Sauron has returned again, and it is likely that he has mastered some kind of awakening power. He intends to merge with his former body.
"Connect to the server, log in to your account, Sauron, the God of Destiny!" Sauron roared crazily, and the entire space began to shake violently.
Countless 1s and countless 0s formed a turbulent flow of data, washing past Sauron.
Wu Ming immediately felt the turbulence of space and the chaos of the laws.
This is the alternation of old and new laws. The management rights of scientists belonging to Sauron are competing against the laws of the new world and competing for the management rights of this world.
If Sauron can succeed, the old era will surely come, and the world of the gods will return to the time when the game began.
However, Wu Ming did not think he could succeed, because as he said, this world currently has a master, and this master is very powerful.
"Boom!" There was a roar, and the magic array on the ground exploded directly in the roar.
Wu Ming only heard the sound of music, floating from all directions, forming a sentence: "Welcome, Sauron, the God of Destiny, log in to the game again. Wrong data, wrong game login, error, login failed."
"No, it's impossible. I have the highest management authority. This is the world I created. How can you go against my will? I don't believe it!" God Sauron roared, with a ferocious look on his face, and growled: "With the highest authority,
Forced login with permission, I want this day, no longer can I hide my eyes, I want this place, never again."
Sauron was dumbfounded. In his mind, it shouldn't be like this.
What went wrong, why did the verification of the highest authority fail, where did his authority go, and who took away his authority.
"Ahem!" Wu Ming, who was standing aside, coughed twice, looked at Sauron who was like a mourning concubine, and whispered: "Do you still want this body? If not, can you give it to me?"
Wu Ming was able to reincarnate with his spiritual thoughts, and the body of the God of Destiny in front of him was just a big piece of fat in his eyes.
You must know that the God of Destiny is a player, or a player in ancient times and under the old rules.
For these people, going offline means being offline, but according to the laws of the new world, the gods after going offline will only be considered brain dead.
A god who possesses divine power, is very powerful, and is also brain-dead. He is simply a perfect exorcism.
Wu Ming was like a hermit crab. He was drooling as he watched the gods expelling the shell in front of him. The idea of changing his body became more and more intense.
"Bah, you damn native, this is my body, no one can take it away!" Sauron finally calmed down, as if he had made a difficult decision.
The next second, Sauron took out an unknown button from his pocket and pressed it hard: "Give up the highest management authority, separate the soul from the body, and conduct soul verification."
As the button was pressed, a faint shadow floated out of Sauron's body.
At the same time, the surrounding laws began to fluctuate violently, as if some kind of calculation was being performed.
"Ding login successful, welcome back."
"Ding error, data error, server cannot be detected, error code 504."
"Ding detected the owner of administrative rights and sent you an emoticon message. Eat shit."
"Ding detected the owner of administrative rights and sent you public information. Get out of my territory."