Max level Divinity: Summon Eastern Gods at the start of the game

"I don't know why, but I feel so lonely. It's all over."

The mythological arena has descended, and gods from all nations have arrived one after another, but China has no gods...

At this point, the Western Heaven collapsed, and not a single god remained.

No one cares about the so-called "balance"; all they know is that this moment is peaceful for everyone.

"Do you want to continue?"

Pangu alone faced all the saints and gods of the thirty-six heavens in the east.

"Come on." Pangu waved his hand, engulfing everything in the process.

With their gazes fixed, Yuanshi Tianzun and the others plunged into the black hole.

Nuwa cared deeply for the world and knew that the future of all heavens lay within that place.

So without even thinking, he jumped in right after the Three Pure Ones: "May all heavens and ten thousand generations enjoy peace."

"I guess these old bones of mine rarely move around anymore. I'm off."

Bodhi Patriarch waved his whisk and left something for the Great Sage.

So he jumped in too.

Shennong the Great, Xuanyuan Huangdi, Doumu Yuanjun, Zhenyuan Daxian...

Those who bear the halo of the holy path step into that uncivilized land without any hesitation.

Even the Jade Emperor, who had been slacking off for countless days, couldn't stay idle for this moment. He took 130 million kalpas of light and plunged into the black hole, causing quite a stir.

"You brat, your God has come to see you."

The people of Blue Star watched as the saints fell one by one into that unknown land.

A sense of bewilderment arose in my heart.

"Is this battle truly a fight to the death? And... if the Great God Pangu is defeated, then what about God Su...?"

Since the myth began, Su Ming has always been regarded as a guardian deity.

Now that they left in such a hurry, the people of the Dragon Kingdom would even rather it wasn't Pangu who returned.

It was Su Ming.

What happens in these uncivilized places is unknown to anyone.

"We can't see a battle without a ring to hold it."

We can only mourn in our hearts and hope that all of this will come to a conclusion soon.

As night fell, people's eyes remained fixed on that "point".

Because the heavens and earth were filled with the sacred teachings, time seemed to stand still, as if thousands of years had passed, yet looking back, nothing had changed.

"How long has it been? It must have been a long time, right? Nothing has changed."

The predicted upheaval did not materialize; the world remained deathly quiet.

What's frightening is that people, having grown accustomed to the shadow of "God," discovered...

The "god" seemed to have been wiped out in an instant, leaving no trace.

"We... will also be silently erased, won't we?"

Even in the face of death, at this point, people no longer feel fear.

Just as Pangu said, they are also waiting, wanting an answer.

The night was deathly silent.

very long.

There will be no more daylight.

They began to fantasize about what would happen if there were no more gods in the world.

What will happen?

How wonderful that would be!

"I think there's no need to wait anymore. What's gone is gone forever."

Some cried out: "Perhaps a new era has arrived, and myths will be written by us, the new gods."

Perhaps... this is the answer that the great god Pangu wanted.

For a very long time, the world was without gods.

The world may be chaotic, but it won't be destroyed easily.

Just as everyone was preparing to begin a new era and a new life...

That long-dormant "point" has finally shown signs of loosening.

People's attention is once again focused.

"Has the battle been decided? Did the Great God Pangu win, or...?"

For them, it doesn't matter who wins or loses.

All they wanted was for the world to finally be at peace.

at last!

A crack appeared in the Heavenly Mandate, and a glimmer of light shone out from it.

Then a tall, slender figure slowly appeared before everyone.

In an instant, countless people were shocked and felt a stinging pain in their eyes.

Thinking of that figure again, I couldn't help but feel a little teary-eyed.

Is it...him?

If someone absolutely had to walk out of this crack...

They just wanted that one person.

Even Westerners, whose world is already in decline, cannot help but feel affection for him.

really!

Once the face was perfectly outlined, it was a familiar face.

Who else could it be but him?

Su Ming was bathed in the most sacred light, and the aura of the Great Dao lingered on his body.