"I'm sorry, sir, you can't go in without a ticket."
At the entrance of the arena, the ticket inspector stopped Lin Yuan.
"Uh, aren't these tickets?" Lin Yuan shook the two tickets in his hand.
"Sir, the ticket you have in your hand is a daily ticket. But today is the God's Game held every five years. You must have a collector's ticket to enter the venue." The ticket inspector patiently explained.
"Xiao Lin, we don't seem to have collection tickets." Lina poked Lin Yuan's palm and whispered.
"Ah... there were no collection tickets for sale in the ticket hall just now." Lin Yuan was a little helpless.
"Tsk, tsk, country bumpkins are hillbillies. The Gods Game is an annual event at the Central Arena. You still want to buy tickets on the spot? Hurry up and make a reservation for twenty years from now!"
"Isn't that right, my dear? Can you come in quickly? I want to watch the gods match." The hot girl rubbed the middle-aged man's hand with the giant thing in front of her and urged her coquettishly.
She understands the virtues of the men around her. Although that girl's breasts are much smaller than hers, her appearance and temperament are much better than hers.
Big crisis!
"Sir, I'm sorry, please next time..."
"Wait! I remembered. I had reserved the collection ticket a long time ago, but I forgot about it just now. I'm so sorry." Lin Yuan slapped his forehead and suddenly realized.
Then he actually took out two exquisite collection tickets from his pocket.
?
A question mark floated over Lina's head.
The ticket inspector was stunned and took the collection ticket from Lin Yuan's hand.
"The tickets are normal. Please come in. I wish you both a happy viewing of the game!" After the check was correct, the ticket inspector opened the gate and said enthusiastically.
Lin Yuan nodded in response and walked into the door.
"Weird." The middle-aged man touched his bald head and muttered before stepping forward.
The next second, his expression changed drastically, and he kept touching his pockets with panicked movements.
"Gone, gone! I obviously put it here!"
"Honey, what's missing?" the girl asked doubtfully.
"My collector's ticket is missing!" the man roared, "The person just now must have stolen my collector's ticket!"
"Damn country bumpkin, despicable thief! I'm going to catch him! Hang him on the cliff!"
The man took steps forward and wanted to rush into the door, but was severely beaten back by a bolt of electricity.
The man still wanted to struggle, but the other people in the queue couldn't wait any longer and dragged him away mercilessly and threw him aside.
"Xiao Lin, when did you buy the collection ticket? Why didn't I know?" In the corridor, Lina took Lin Yuan's hand and asked.
"Haha, I didn't buy it, it was a gift from a kind person." Lin Yuan said with a smile.
"Good Samaritan? Xiao Lin, you are not stealing, are you? Stealing is bad." Lina looked at Lin Yuan suspiciously.
"How can it be considered stealing? Others don't want to watch the game, and throwing away the tickets feels like a waste. We happen to be in need, and it's a win-win situation." Lin Yuan answered righteously.
"Yes, is that so?"
"Of course. Let's go, the game is about to begin."
After a bit of deception, Lina, who had psychic intuition, was finally fooled. Lin Yuan wiped his sweat and came to the exclusive room with the ticket.
This is a spherical closed space with two bubble chairs suspended in the middle. The whole person can sink into the chair very comfortably.
When both Lin Yuan entered, the ball wall slowly became transparent.
"Central Arena, at your service!"
After the sweet female voice, a gorgeous cutscene appeared next to the two of them, telling the story of the gods constantly fighting for the top of the tower.
Along with it, there is a floating light screen with an extremely rich menu.
Lin Yuan quickly saw a familiar name under the combat category.
He reached out and clicked on "God of Hunting", and the surrounding environment suddenly changed.
This is a brutal battle.
The long mountains are like ice cream in summer, and most of them have been burned and melted into lava.
On the red and cracked ground, the God of Hunting sat on his knees, his head missing.
Opposite her, a dark-skinned man with a giant double-edged ax on his shoulder, covered in blood, was inserting his hand into the neck of the God of Hunting, and slowly took out a crystal core.
"No. 0037 is no longer good! It seems that the things made by Chang Heng are not very good either." Lina said.
"You guessed wrong. This result is exactly what Chang Heng wants to see. The winner is also Chang Heng's creation." Lin Yuan said.
"Really, but why would he destroy what he made?" Lina asked curiously.
"Haha, that's a good question." Lin Yuan looked up at the sky and smiled mysteriously, "Just right, someone is helping us answer it now. I'll take you to listen."
Lin Yuan stretched out his palm and lifted it up, and the scene projected in the spherical room quickly moved upward.
Soon, it broke through the restrictions left by Chang Heng in the viewing system and arrived at a mysterious place at a very high altitude.
Lina looked carefully and found that four people were sitting around a round table, and a battle scene with everything shattering was flashing quickly above the round table.
"Master Chang Tower, the program you arranged is very interesting. But if you think that the power of the true god is just like this, then I will be disappointed." The Demon God Instant commented on the battle in the arena.
Beside him, the Split Demon God and the Stagnant Demon God looked at Chang Heng opposite with interest.
"Haha, some little tricks made everyone laugh." Chang Heng said cheerfully, wearing beach pants and flip-flops.
However, although he seemed relaxed on the surface, he had actually mobilized the power of the entire tower to support himself.
The three true gods who lifted the Kingdom of God into the stars came to visit together. No matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful. For this reason, he also deliberately sent his apprentice Chen Shun away to a distant place.
"No, no, no, Chang Tower Master is humble. Being able to give souls to dead objects, even create believers, and cultivate faith in gods is no small trick!" The Demon God of Stagnation was filled with admiration.
"Not only that, the winner in the arena will also accept the power of faith from the loser and continue to increase in strength. When the 81 pseudo-gods in the arena finish fighting, they may really be able to touch some of the mysteries of the gods." The splitting demon is the most powerful. Sensitive, he immediately realized Chang Heng's true purpose in setting up the God Competition.
"A soul that can carry this kind of power is really an incredible skill!" The Demon God instantly glanced back and forth at Chang Heng's body as if he had something to say.
"In our opinion, the tower master's perpetual motion mechanism can already be regarded as a divine weapon. If it is activated with divine power, it will surely be even more effective!" The other two demon gods also had inexplicable smiles on their lips.
Chang Heng's face looked a little ugly, and three deep auras entangled and locked on him, faintly emanating malice.
Apparently, the three evil gods came for his perpetual motion mechanism.
However, although the perpetual motion mechanism can mass-produce believers and customize beliefs, the power of these beliefs can greatly increase the strength in the early stage, but in the long run it will cause pollution, which is not worth the gain.
These three people don't believe in gods, so why would they need to take the risk of coming to his tower to rob them?
Chang Heng thought about it again and again, but still couldn't think of the reason. However, the perpetual motion mechanism, as a derivative of his soul, can never be handed over!
The tower of spiritual weapons began to vibrate, tearing apart the thick clouds. Countless spiritual patterns on the tower were activated, and brilliance circulated. Huge energy from the sky and the earth was extracted, gathered into a torrent, and hung in a ring shape behind Chang Heng's body.
"snort!"
In an instant, the demon god's eyes became cold, and he no longer pretended to be polite. A small shadow in the sky appeared behind each of them. The huge pressure from the three gods caused the ring behind Chang Heng to tremble violently, almost twisting into a twist.
The crowd watching the game in the arena below suddenly felt palpitations. They subconsciously looked up and found that the sky had turned into darkness.
And in the darkness, three darker stars were twinkling, vaguely reflecting three terrifying figures.
The unimaginable power caused the sky to fluctuate like water, making people unable to breathe.
Just when everything was about to slip to a bad ending, the darkness suddenly receded and the sky returned to light.
The people who had regained their life patted their chests and gasped for air, with fear still on their faces.
Very high up, next to the round table.
The three demon gods whose demonic flames were monstrous before now looked horrified, standing side by side like primary school students being scolded, with their hands hanging in front of them and their heads bowed in silence.
Chang Heng was both surprised and embarrassed as he looked at the young man in white in front of him. He didn't know where to hide his big feet with flip-flops.
"That's all. I have something to ask you."
Lin Yuan appeared across space and promptly stopped the fight that was about to break out.
