The catastrophe ended and the gods disappeared for one hundred and fifty years.
No one knows why the gods suddenly descended and then collectively left the scene. Countless power-hungry madmen searched everywhere for the bones of gods, nailed crystals and broken godheads into their bodies, and used technology to transform their bodies. Flesh wrapped around steel, a large number of half-human, half-machine aliens wandered around the Chenxu Continent.
The old era is buried in the dust, and the age of the gods has arrived. Human beings awakened their patterns, used the power of the patterns to drive mechas, and struggled to guard this land called Chenxu. But crises never only come from within the mainland.
Foreign demons and gods cross the ocean and continuously break into this territory. The seals of the local ancient demons that were once firmly sealed by the ancient gods are also loosening little by little.
My name is Wang Zhen, and I come from the most dilapidated Wufeng Village. I thought I would only live a mediocre life. It wasn't until he was young that an ancient branch embedded with a spiritual stone cut his fingertips, and the lines of reincarnation in his blood that had been dormant for eternity suddenly came to life.
This is the most bizarre pattern in the past 150 years. It can tear open the curtain of time and reveal the tightly covered truth behind the disappearance of the gods.
I was suddenly awakened when I stepped into Shenming Academy. The death of the gods is never the end.
A shocking war sweeping the world, between humans and gods, local ancient spirits and foreign demon gods, has just begun.
