Fried salted fish

"Art has nine categories, and I will recreate them one by one before you,"
"My name is the God of Fiction, and I hold sway over all the dreams in this universe... now choose from the nine great arts." 
"Choose literature, and you are not allowed to demand updates."
"Choose music, and you will become addicted."
"Choose painting, and you will descend into madness."
"Choose sculpture, and you will become as handsome as the statues themselves."
"......."
"Choose gaming... oh my friend, do you need to top up? Just top up, and be happy for seven days!"

Evil God's World Game

Subspace Mages were terrified by the sudden appearance of this group of mortal reinforcements. They had been winning this historic battle, even when the former Mages turned into Great Sword Warriors and couldn't fight against them, but everything changed after these mortals joined in.


Not to mention those from the Warrior Academy who came to support...cos meteors falling from the sky, those 7 wise warriors...


And the thick Knight who came from nowhere, leading at the front and rescuing others. It seemed like his huge bow had an endless supply of Void Arrows. The Subspace Mages hit by these arrows turned directly into ash and disappeared, which was their form after invading this world. Once eliminated, they were deemed repatriated and couldn't re-spawn in this world again.


A mortal that can repatriate higher-dimensional beings... what kind of mortal are you?


Chapter 530 Ah, you scared me to death!