The nuclear apocalypse has arrived, and cities have become hunting grounds for monstrous beasts.
Zhao Feng awakens amid a mountain of corpses. His right eye becomes a torrent of data, while golden divine fire blazes in his left.
While others struggle to survive in the ruins, he is already hunting the legendary “gods.”
“Don’t measure me by the standards of mere mortals.”
Seven-colored divine blood drips from Zhao Feng’s blade, while behind him, ten peerlessly beautiful goddesses argue over who gets to hold his shield.
But his gaze is already fixed on the more distant stars...
