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

The Chinese people held their breath, their palms sweating, staring intently at the sky.

"A person's life can be viewed as a month, which has only thirty days. If twelve days are erased, everything will be reduced by one-third. How much will be left?"

Everyone thought this attack would severely injure Su Ming.

Mithra, the sun god; Athar, the fire god; Abang, the water god…

The benevolent deity, perhaps instilled with some belief, was unafraid of death.

A single, devastating blow, from small to large, can be enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

The twelve minor supreme beings generously sacrificed themselves, even at the cost of one great supreme being.

"Although I believe in good fortune, I am still afraid."

"Su Shen is alone..."

"Wait, if the twelve guardian sun gods die together and take the Dragon Kingdom's summoning god with them, will our lives also be erased?"

For example, if a month has thirty days, then after the twelve gods die...

There are only eighteen days left in a month.

Of course, this is relative to small Iran; it has no impact on other countries.

Little Yilang thought about it with a chill: "Then our timeline is completely messed up."

Eighteen days make a month, 216 days make a year, this…

"Less is fine, it doesn't affect lifespan, so it's not a big problem."

The celestial realm was still evolving wildly, and the Chains of Order had completely wrapped Su Ming up like a dumpling. It was hard to imagine what would happen next. "God Su..."

Are you ok?

This is not good. With Su Ming's current level, he is far superior to these individual gods, but he is under pressure at this moment.

Those annihilating lights, like the Heavenly Blade, scraped away any trace of his existence; this ability was quite terrifying.

It's not just about erasing your cultivation; for example, everything that happens to you today—your food, clothing, shelter, and transportation—will be treated as if it never happened.

"Losing too much might not be a bad thing, perhaps..."

"It's better to forget about it."

Su Ming was still protecting himself with immortal light, but then he simply gave up.

Let it be erased.

They were too lazy to even lift a finger, so they just let these so-called benevolent gods commit suicide.

Mitra's soul was gradually fading away, taking with it everything that had happened to Su Ming on the 16th day, but he was very surprised.

"Why can you endure this boundless emptiness?"

"You have received so much, so much, yet why?"

Aren't you afraid of losing it?

Su Ming was taken aback by the question: "Afraid?"

Immediately, Mitra was separately replaced in the spiritual space.

Standing face to face with him, Mitra's eyes gradually widened in shock, as if he had finally seen something: "You, you..."

Su Ming sighed, "I want to be afraid too, but what do I have left to lose?"

Having said that, he removed his black robe, revealing his true appearance.

At that moment, Mithra's eyes widened to be bigger than copper bells.

"You, you're not an evil god, what kind of monster are you?!"

Mitra was thrown into chaos, never expecting that the person who had driven them to their death was not entirely human.

Instead, it's a head, a heart, and...

A shadow.

No wonder he was so composed; he's already achieved this much.

What else is there to lose?

Over there, the god of souls, Falvardin, slowly approached.

"If you want relief, I can help you. I have no ill intentions; I just want you to sleep peacefully."

In Farwaldine's view, Su Ming was not living a happy life.

It could even be described as a tragedy; it would have been better to die.

Those chains of order could only ravage Su Ming's physical body.

The problem is, he doesn't have a physical body, so he only needs Su Ming to agree right now.

With just one word, Farwaldine could kill him instantly.

Su Ming's eyes were blank as he slowly looked up: "Really? You seem to think I'm an idiot."

With a single glance, Farwaldin was kicked out of the "chat group".

At that moment, a stunningly beautiful woman walked in, radiating a gentle glow.

"Hello, child from the East. Although my maternal light has not been able to illuminate your life, from now on you can snuggle in my arms without restraint and enjoy all the good things in life."

Upon hearing this, little Yilang below seemed to hear the call of a gentle embrace and was about to fall into a deep sleep.

"The moon goddess Mahe, the epitome of gentleness. Yet she was willing to bestow gentleness upon the evil god."