Strange Need to Become a God? Oh, Whoever Loves to Become a God Will Go There!

They rushed to the altar like crazy as a final salvation. I was the only one who turned around and walked towards the warehouse where no one cared. I never wanted to save the world, I just wanted to live peacefully. But in a pile of relics judged as waste paper, the shocking truth was deciphered: Every new god is a resurrection vessel for the old gods. Thirty-seven times of consecration to gods, thirty-seven times of sacrifice, without exception. I bind the fragments of my godhead and hold the warning of disaster and the scale of cost. Watching the scam of all mankind rushing to become gods, sneered on the sidelines. Since they can't be persuaded, I will accompany them to perform this sacrificial drama to the end.