"Before I became a God, there was no God in the world."
The clear and cold words reverberated with unparalleled domineering spirit and broad-mindedness, as if it was the final conclusion of the war on the desolate and dark earth. It was mixed with a sad wind, echoing among the corpses all over the ground, circling the mountains and rivers, and condensing for a long time, telling the ancient truth of all the myths and dark Ages in history.
With these words, it was as if the entire era in the image had come to an end.
Everyone was silent.
Everyone's lips were tightly pursed, and the atmosphere was filled with panic. Their pupils were dilated and listless, as if they were still immersed in that sentence and seeing the distant ancient times.
It was as if the end of the netherworld was coming.
