The idol that was worshiped was different from the idol that the players made at the last minute. If it was really desecrated, it might really lead to divine punishment …
Not only that, it was very likely that the other party would follow the players who were causing trouble and sense Eve.
Of course, now that Eve already had an avatar, it was not a big deal even if she was sensed, but the players who were courting death were definitely going to die.
Although Oulleur was not as powerful as the Eternal Lord, a true god was a true god after all.
The anger of a true god was not something that the players could bear.
"However, Salty Meow has written in the strategy guide that for safety reasons, the players should prepare their own idols. There shouldn't be anyone courting death, right?"
Eve murmured.
However, as if responding to Eve's sigh, not long after she had this thought, she instantly sensed that dozens of players in the Desert of Death had died …
It was less than a second before and after they died.
And it was a complete death, the kind that did not even have time to recover most of the remaining life energy.
At the same time, Eve suddenly sensed a familiar force in the unseen world that wanted to follow the players' deaths to find her game network …
It was just that her game network and the faith network were connected.
Here, Eve was the master.
So … she just had a thought and blocked the other party.
She even gave up the last bit of life energy that could be recovered, so that the other party could not even touch her.
But faintly, before she blocked the other party, Eve seemed to hear a roar that seemed to come from the distant void.
That roar, majestic, vast …
The content was:
"Blasphemer! Die! "
Eve was speechless.
She was silent for a moment, reached out and tapped lightly in the air, connected to the dozens of players who died, and pulled up the scene before they died …
It was a small guild's exploration team.
Like the other players, they also targeted a small tribe and learned from the Mengmeng Committee's night attack and succeeded in winning.
Of course, because they had too few people, they cooperated with a few other small guilds during the battle.
And in the last ten seconds of the scene, they were in the tent of the Half-Orc tribe, making the Half-Orc captives spit on the idol of Oulleur …
It was the statue of the god of Oulleur that was worshipped by the half-orc tribe.
Then, a dazzling radiance blossomed from the statue, and the Power of Faith condensed within it turned into a huge bolt of lightning. Under the horrified gazes of the Orcs and the astonished gazes of the players, it struck down …
Rumble …
Light flooded everything.
Then, it turned into darkness.
Vaguely, an angry roar could be heard from afar …
"Blasphemer! Die! "
That familiar tone, that familiar style …
It was Oulleur, the God of Winter and the Hunt.
His voice was filled with uncontrollable anger, like an erupting volcano.
Eve: "…"
At this moment, he fell into silence.
In the next second, Eve sensed that dozens of elves glowing with holy light had appeared on her body.
They were the Players who had been killed by the lightning and resurrected using their spare bodies according to Eve's resurrection procedure.
Their expressions were still a little dazed, as if they had not realized what had happened.
But soon, someone burst into laughter.
"Pfft … Hahaha, we're dead. We're dead. Hahaha …"
Someone slapped his thigh and suddenly realized.
"F * ck! It turns out that we can't spit on the real statue! It really incurred the wrath of God? "
However, he was soon despised by other players.
"You just realized it! Didn't you pay attention to the previous plot of Maple Leaf City? Demacia and the others attracted the wrath of God by splashing feces on the statue of the Lord of Eternity! I've already advised you! You just didn't listen because you were lazy! Now, you're directly returned to the resurrection point … "
After being ridiculed, the Player who came to a realization smiled embarrassedly.
"Isn't that a fluke … Who knew that there would really be a wrath of God … Ahem, it's okay. The coordinates are still there. We can go back again … and pick up the equipment we dropped."
"Sigh … Now, we're going to waste a lot of time. We have to run a long way to and fro …"
"I just hope that the equipment is still there … Don't be like the last time when the Orcs picked up the equipment after the guild was annihilated and chased for a long time before catching up …"
After the players died in the Desert of Death, the equipment bound to them could not be teleported back.
However, the coordinates could be displayed on the minimap.
Therefore, the players would either travel together and take care of each other, helping each other to collect the equipment after the other's death, or they would follow the coordinates on the minimap to pick up the equipment after death …
Of course, considering that there were often enemies present when the guild was annihilated, it would be more difficult for the latter to retrieve the equipment …
And if they provoked those large tribes with large numbers of people …
If they couldn't get the equipment back, they would unbind themselves, wash up, and go to sleep, lest they dragged on for too long and ate the bound contribution of the equipment.
But soon, the Player who was laughing embarrassedly could not laugh anymore.
"F * ck! Why is my bound equipment gone?! "
Looking at the empty minimap, his expression changed.
"How can the bound equipment be gone? Did you forget to bind it? "
The other players mocked.
Of course, they soon became furious.
"F * ck! My equipment is gone too … "
"It's gone! It's not on the minimap! It's not in the personal binding information either! "
"Don't talk about the equipment! My Magic Pet is dead too! "
When these players confirmed repeatedly and found that all their bound equipment was gone, and even the Magic Pets in the Magic Pet Bar were all dead, they instantly fell into wailing …
“BUG！ This must be a BUG! "
"I want to complain to the official website! I want to complain to the official website! "
"Ahhhh! My Storage Ring, ah! The storage ring that I just exchanged! There are still the modification materials for the magic gun that I saved with great difficulty in it! "
"My Magic Pet! My beloved Crypt Spider! I licked it for a long time before Rose gave it to me … If I had known, I wouldn't have brought it to the Desert of Death … "
These resurrected players were completely crazy …
Eve was speechless.
Looking at these wailing players, she fell into silence again.
After a long time, she let out a long sigh.
"I should have understood that there will never be a lack of players who seek death in the game …"
A True God was a True God after all.
Under God's punishment, everything was gone.
The players were not legendary professions who could resist God's punishment, and the equipment in their hands were not divine artifacts. Naturally, they were all turned into ashes under Oulleur's lightning …
Of course, those magical beasts were the same.
It could only be said that they were unlucky.
And from that day onwards, the players of "Elven Kingdom" finally learned the fifth taboo after "Don't joke about the Goddess in front of the NPC," "Don't eat meat in front of Alice," "Don't ask the Crypt Spider to mine," and "Don't call yourself Merril Black Dragon."
"Don't blaspheme the statue of the Goddess."
Even if it was an enemy of the True God.
Don't seek death. If you seek death, you will go bankrupt.
This was the lesson of blood and tears …
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