They say this is the Era of the Gods.
Jiang Ziya held the position, Xiqi defeated Zhou, and all spirits returned to their respective positions.
It is the way of heaven, it is orthodox, and it cannot be violated.
When I woke up from the bloody mud in Makino, all I saw were mountains of corpses, rotting crows, and the same kind of flesh and bones bubbling in the cauldron.
They say the Taotie Camp is hell. And I am something that climbed up from the deeper depths of hell.
That night, I swallowed a thread of life from the dying person.
Dark golden ancient lines appeared on the palm.
From then on, I could see the golden veins in the bodies of the gods, and pierce their proud wings with blood.
Under the Jiuding, the sea of blood roared, and my face was reflected in the waves.
The list of gods is spread out in the clouds, silently harvesting thousands of dead souls.
Heaven asked: Who are you?
I licked the divine blood from the corner of my mouth——
God-killer.
And this is the real name of this great catastrophe.
