To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

The stars returned to their positions, stars extinguished by the Shadows were relit, devoured plants regrew, entropy began to reverse, and everything within the range of the Heavenly Tao network flowed backward to restoration.

Players had just received their magical weapons, the Shadows were just about to officially invade, and the Main God had not yet held the grand mass; everything was in its initial state.

But everyone’s memories were preserved.

The Sects clearly remembered how they had been uprooted by the players, the players also remembered how these catgirl nurtured fellows had caused trouble, and the reincarnated gods clearly remembered how their Sects had leeched off them.

The common people clearly remembered who had risked their lives for them and who had been violently extorting from behind, who they should support and who they should oppose; the situation had become quite clear.

A massive influx of traffic headed for the Game Inn where a large number of players analyzed and expressed their opinions, which miraculously converged into one viewpoint.

Deal with the Sects before the spread of the Shadows!

If they didn’t get rid of the Sects early on, these guys would come up with all sorts of tricks again and continue to feed off the blood of soldiers from behind.

A group of players immediately modified their magical weapon types, choosing combinations that could release strong light, which had once been scorned even by dogs, and now became the darling of the new version; it’s really a case of one generation’s weapons being another generation’s gods.

The Demigods that had been turned into statues were immediately sought out, and these Demigods, bearing the memories of the past, understood their mission as soon as they recovered and started resisting the Shadows with effective magical weapon combinations borrowed from the players.

With a variety of magical weapons working together, plus the formidable combat power of the Demigods, the invasion of the Shadows was directly contained at the front.

Using this time, the players began to rapidly rally their forces, following the hints of their reincarnated gods and frantically launching decapitation strikes on the High Priests of various Sects.

Of course, the High Priests of the Sects were reborn as well.

Knowing they were on a dead-end path, some High Priests with lesser sins decisively chose to surrender, then assisted the players in liquidating their own assets.

Some with heavier sins chose to end their lives, while others who attempted to resist were discovered by the enraged populace and were directly hanged.

Only the lucky High Priests could quickly react, taking with them captured reality interlopers, along with their guards, rushing onto spaceships, and beginning to flee outward.

Nearly every planet was in turmoil; the ending of the last cycle showed the populace that the Sects were not invincible, that they were no match for the Angel Envoys, and even if their resistance failed, the Outer Gods’ Angel Envoys could still hang those sin-laden Priests.

Disturbances were happening everywhere, even some armies within the Sects joined in the chaos.

Long-standing grievances against the Sects finally exploded that day, and through the turmoil, the people discovered that they were more powerful than they had anticipated.

Among the few escapees, the Hyena Scavenger was undoubtedly the luckiest one.

Its spaceship was decent, it had a group of loyal subordinates, and it was usually kind, so when it fled, there were even people covering for it.

But it knew that the crimes it had committed were unforgivable; it had cozied up to the Shadows and then abused a reincarnated god.

On the spaceship, apart from itself, there was also Lady Tragedy who had been captured and its friend who had come to persuade it, the Egg Thief.

They kept jumping through space, each jump bringing an impact that made the Hyena dizzy, but it stayed in its cabin the whole time, refusing to come out.

Even its most loyal guards were not allowed into its bedroom because that was where it hid its most important bargaining chip, Lady Tragedy.

With the knowledge obtained over the previous weekend, the Scavenger already knew that reality interlopers were reincarnations of gods and about their inconceivable power to alter reality.

The current state of Lady Tragedy was a tragedy, yet this tragedy provided Lady Tragedy with power, allowing Her to interfere with reality on a small scale.

To fully exploit this “prop,” it took certain measures with Lady Tragedy.

In the bedroom’s nutrient tank, Lady Tragedy’s body was filled with tubes of various colors, while the tank contained a large supply of reagents that were continuously injected into Her body.

These reagents left Her drowsy and mentally unclear, ultimately able to obey only the Scavenger’s orders and fulfill any conditions stated by the Scavenger . . .

Because of the Lady’s own undying nature, the Scavenger did not need to worry about overdosing causing Her to die suddenly; it was enough to make Her follow its arrangements.

And this act further intensified the tragic nature inherent to Lady Tragedy, enabling it to continuously accumulate Lady Tragedy’s power through such means.

For the current state of Lady Tragedy, the Scavenger maliciously gave Her a name.

Universal Wishing Machine.

After reveling in Lady Tragedy’s current pathetic state, the Scavenger began to tune into the interstellar broadcast.

The interstellar broadcast was spread through the Heavenly Tao network; this broadcasting method could send the signal into the Heavenly Tao network as a concept and then emerge from the network, achieving almost zero latency, allowing them to hear the broadcast simultaneously across thousands of light-years.