Standing atop an 800-meter-tall Susanoo, Sixiang Kong gazed into the distance with clear eyes.
It was a sight he had never seen before.
Beyond the horizon, waves of fighter jets blotted out the sky, while tanks rumbled like thunder across the land, advancing toward Sixiang Kong.
By now, the uncanny, the demonic, humanity, and the gods had all joined forces.
"It feels strange. Even though I'm at war with the world, I don't feel afraid at all. Everything around me looks so clear, and I'm surprisingly calm."
"I believe that whatever the outcome, both sides will accept it."
"Yeah, that's right. No one is at fault. It couldn't be helped."
"Because the world... isn't it just this cruel?"
