I, the Lord of Sequence, Even the Gods Must Kneel Down

[Sequence, apocalypse, wasteland, single female protagonist, time travel, decisive killing] The gods hang in the sky of the city, looking down at all living beings with cold eyes. On the wasteland, the order is divided into three, six, and nine levels, and the high alloy wall separates the world of life and death. The dignitaries inside the wall monopolize the God-given resources, control life and death, and regard life as an ant; The refugees at the bottom outside the wall struggled to survive, fighting against abnormal mutants day and night. The high wall is the cage, and the order is the shackles. Gods are never compassionate beings who transcend the world, but are butchers who squeeze the flesh and blood of all living beings. This era. Countless rebels waved their swords to resist, trying to smash the cage and overthrow the divine authority. The old order is about to collapse, and the fire will start a prairie fire. The young man stood in front of all living beings with a sword, his voice shook the sky: "I am the Lord of Sequence." "The gods." "Give me, kneel down!"