"I'm not dead?"

At the Olympic Stadium, Su Ming had just opened his eyes when a sharp pain shot through his chest, almost causing him to faint.

"I never expected to be reborn three months before the gods descended."

At this moment, Su Ming was sitting in the audience. His gaze fell upon a virtual space in front of him, illuminated by starlight, as if it were independent of the real world.

This is the mythical arena, an arena for gods from both the East and the West.

Ten days ago, the Federation decided to let the gods resolve the conflicts between humans, and with the Olympics as the place of faith, representatives from the five major powers were sent to summon their native gods to fight.

In an instant, massive divine thoughts were projected down.

Sakura is associated with the Yamato myth, and immediately summoned Amaterasu.

India has Brahmins, and Shiva is the ruler of all the gods in India.

The United States has Norse gods, with Odin, the king of the gods, descending from the heavens.

And the most powerful pantheon, the Hera dynasty, led by Zeus and the twelve Olympian gods, awe-inspired both the divine and human realms.

Only on the Dragon Kingdom's altar, no divine signs were seen for a long time.

Because of a severe break in the pantheon of deities in China, people only know of minor gods like the Earth God and the God of Wealth who are close to everyday life and who actually existed in history.

As a result, the Dragon Kingdom was defeated, and the Western gods descended to rule the human world.

By the time the Eastern deities discovered this, it was too late.

The Three Pure Ones and the Four Emperors, the Twelve Sages, and countless Great Golden Immortals...

They could only watch helplessly as the Western gods slaughtered the Chinese people to death.

Su Ming died from being stabbed in the chest by Poseidon's steel fork.

His blood had just flowed from his body when it was instantly sucked dry by the steel fork, which also drained his soul. His body then exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The entire land of China was stained with blood, becoming nourishment for the evil god Satan...

…………

Unbeknownst to him, Su Ming's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the pillar of light on the altar.

The Hillary Kingdom faction is about to summon their Hades—

Hades!

However, the Dragon Kingdom's side sent out gatekeepers with weak magical powers.

"Goalkeeper vs. Hades? It's a complete dimensional reduction attack."

Based on his past life's experience, the gatekeeper was instantly killed by Hades as soon as he came down, dying without a complete corpse.

He was also the deity who died the most tragically among those who appeared in China.

Meanwhile, people on the altar were anxiously waiting for the door gods to appear.

However, there was only deathly silence outside the Heavenly Gate, with no response whatsoever.

Little Hilla couldn't help but sneer, "Ura ura, does the Dragon Kingdom have no gods left to fight?"

"That's right. Even the mighty Dragon God of China has to kneel before Lord Hades, let alone a mere door god."

"The gods of the Insect Kingdom are truly trash; they're so slow and indecisive even when they're fighting."

Faced with the ridicule of Westerners, the Chinese people were powerless to refute it.

Having already forfeited four matches, if no more gods join the war, the Dragon Kingdom will be directly disqualified from participating, and the Western camp will be declared the victor.

At that time, all that awaits them is the slaughter by the Western gods.

Therefore, the door gods became their last straw.

"Lord Door God, can you really bear to see your people suffer?"

"The vast land of China, with its hundreds of millions of people, kneels and begs the door gods to grant them divine intervention!"

In an instant, countless strands of spiritual energy converged at the Heavenly Gate, and the gatekeeper finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Damn it, so be it!"

Isn't that just Western Mao Zedong? I'll be a hero again in eighteen years.

Moved by gratitude, they entered the Heavenly Gate following the summoner's mental power.

Unexpectedly, the slightest movement was stopped by a voice.

"Wait!"

Su Ming stood up from the audience and walked straight to the altar.

Once the gatekeeper descends upon the arena, the fate of the nation in this battle will be irreversible.

The door gods are destined to die in battle.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Su Ming took a deep breath and walked onto the altar.

"Please wait, Lord Door God, I wish to invite you again!"

A concise sentence sent a chill down the spine of the flower grower, followed by an overwhelming barrage of insults.

"Damn it, the gatekeepers are practically descending, what are you doing?!"

“I strongly suspect he is a spy from an enemy country and should be executed on the spot.”

On the contrary, Summoner Long Qian stared intently at Su Ming: "I think we can let him give it a try."

Regardless of the kid's identity, his intuition told him otherwise.

The young man before us is very likely to be related to the fate of the Dragon Kingdom.

"But you need to think this through. To become a summoner, you must possess divinity and have a divine affinity of over 20%. Of course, I can transfer all of that to you."

Divinity, the ability to communicate with the divine, is extremely rare, occurring in almost one in a billion.

Long Qian was chosen as the representative of the Dragon Kingdom because he possessed 30% divinity, and enjoyed the treatment of a national elder at a young age.

However, due to the lack of a pantheon in Chinese mythology, the chosen one had no gods to summon, leading to repeated defeats for China.

Seeing that time was running out, Su Ming quickly said, "The matter happened suddenly. Thank you for your trust, senior. I can guarantee that the gods of the East are no weaker than those of the West."

Long Qian nodded, saying that everyone could see whether he was weak or not.

But what he really wanted to ask was: "Are you sure you don't want divine initiation?"

"No need." As soon as Su Ming finished speaking, he reached out his hand towards the altar.

As a beam of light shot into the sky, it emitted rings of silver that instantly covered the entire beam.

"Holy crap! 100% divine affinity? No! This is impossible."

"One hundred percent divinity, isn't this the very essence of a god?"

Everyone present was stunned.

Although summoners can summon gods to fight, they can only descend upon the mythical arena and cannot interfere with the real world.

Yet he was able to break through the Heavenly Gate barrier and appear in reality.

At this moment, Sakura's summoner, a woman with a hot figure, spoke.

"Don't panic, everyone. Divinity only represents affinity. Without divinity or godhood, he is still a mortal."

"No matter how good a summoner is, they still need a god to summon, hahaha~"

Immediately afterwards, the referee Valkyrie walked over: "Greetings, new summoner of the Dragon Kingdom. Please present your divine register."

Each summoner, in addition to possessing divinity, must also bring their own divine chart to the stage.

Five slots will be refreshed each round, and summoners will choose from them.

But for each country, the pantheon is not a secret.

After all, they knew perfectly well how many gods each family had.

The pantheon in Long Qian's hand records more than eighty deities, all of whom are earth immortals like the local deity, the Earth God.

Just as Long Qian was about to hand over the divine genealogy to Su Ming...

A celestial book suddenly flew out of Su Ming's hand, densely packed with at least several thousand names.

Such as Pangu, the creator god; the Jade Emperor, the ruler of Heaven; and Buddha Tathagata…

Any one of these big shots could easily defeat a Western god.

Unfortunately, due to the lack of a pantheon, the people of the Dragon Kingdom were completely unaware of their existence and therefore could not summon these gods.

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