The bustling city you think is just a glass cage where gods keep humans captive!
The horrific incidents you have heard of are all the claw marks of the God's Favored Ones tearing open the prison!
While the whole world was still panicking about the arrival of gods, Lin Mu was using a blood-stained paintbrush to outline the bones of gods.
He is the only painter who can understand the canvas of the world.
Drawing a ray of light can crush the wings of God; drawing a door can lead to the origin of all things.
The Spark Organization said he was the hope of order, and Chongshen would call him a blasphemous devil.
But Lin Mu only knew.
When the gods came out from the distant years, when the whole world began to fade,
The first stroke of his pen will be the epitaph of civilization and the prelude to new life!
"I'm not a god, I'm just a painter!"
