He was once the supreme god who ruled over the Myriad Realms. Then, in a divine war, his closest confidant stabbed him in the back. His godhead shattered, and his billions of followers vanished overnight.
When he awoke, he was trapped in a ruined temple deep in the wilderness, with nothing left but a wisp of incense about to go out.
A huntress who had climbed the mountain to escape the rain knelt before his mud statue and bowed three times
Ding.
[A trace of devout faith detected. Incense value +1]
[Host can spend incense value to exchange for divine abilities, avatars, divine domain space…]
Starting with a single believer, he blesses mortals, recruits mountain gods, suppresses evil spirits, and wages war on false gods
When all races kneel and the heavens tremble, the old gods who betrayed him finally remember a name they once erased.
“Gods, heed my command.”
“Your king has returned.”
Objectively speaking, the scenes in the novel are more realistic