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

Adam, far away in heaven, felt inexplicably sorrowful.

"My friend, Imma, may you rest in peace." Adam, holding Eve in his arms, bid farewell to his dear friend from afar.

After Imma left, the Boss pantheon was completely annihilated in the myriad worlds.

With the source of the boundary force changing hands, Su Ming was ecstatic.

"It seems Confucius was trying to get rid of me; the matter over there is not over yet."

Su Ming had sensed something before this, but didn't think much of it.

Confucius must have had his reasons for asking him to avoid the situation.

The source of the boundary force was still being infused, and Su Ming devoted himself wholeheartedly to it.

Subtly, a cavern opened within his body; the secret realm of the human body that he had lost was now in Apusu's hands.

But the current situation seems to allow us to recreate a secret realm.

“Apusu, you’ve finally made a move,” Su Ming said coldly.

Whether it was fate or some other twist of destiny, Su Ming had a premonition.

Apsu is coming out.

In today's world, no one is more tragic than little Yilang.

After being silent for so long, they thought that the restoration of the pantheon would allow them to stand proudly at the top of the world, but what was the result?

Their pantheon was wiped out, and as a result, they offended the Dragon Kingdom.

"It's over, everything is over."

"If the Dragon Kingdom launches a war against us, what will we use to defend ourselves?"

Other countries at least have new gods, but they have nothing.

"It's like a dream..."

In this place where everyone is watching, Fusu will make his own choice.

Fusu retraced the route his father had taken, gathering up the remaining traces, which were only the size of a palm in his hand.

But for him, that was enough.

The whole world is holding its breath, thinking about something.

"If we resurrect our ancestor, could we also resurrect the others, such as Bai Qi and Lian Po?"

"And Xu Fu and his men."

The people's expectations are too high; this is something that is simply impossible to accomplish.

A pillar of light reaching the heavens burst forth in Fusu's hand.

The hearts of everyone who had been hanging in suspense suddenly skipped a beat.

A tiny celestial realm, yet it unfolds with unparalleled grandeur.

Is it a series of historical remnants rewinding, or stepping back into the past to make everything replay itself?

Until I saw Qin Shi Huang, and witnessed the scene of burying the sage.

The scene was slowed down, and Fusu's body became illusory as a result.

"Has our ancestor truly come back to life? But what about Fusu...?"

Everyone's heart is with Ying Zheng, but looking at Fusu's life as a whole, and even at this moment, it is full of misery.

However, along with this, a new energy was awakening.

A strange dragon pattern; the sight of a dragon immediately brings to mind Qin Shi Huang.

But this dragon doesn't resemble a true Chinese dragon; it's more like a Western evil dragon.

"As expected, once the ancestor is resurrected, Tiamat will also awaken. Does this mean we are about to face another great war between saints?"

However, the problem now is not the holy war, but Fusu.

Even with a holy title, it would be extremely difficult to exchange it for Ying Zheng's life.

It was clear that the Heavenly Realm was about to collapse.

Just then, a giant golden hand burst through the air.

Grab towards that ruin...

"No!" Fusu was thrown into a panic and shouted for the first time.

The ceremony was disrupted at this crucial juncture before it was even completed.

Then all of that will be in vain.

Confucius clearly promised to protect him, so why didn't he stop this person?

Finally, after the holy light had been cast, the golden hand lifted up the ruins.

Only then did everyone see clearly.

The Lord of Darkness of All Realms, a hundred times more terrifying than the evil god Manuel, the epoch-making culprit, has arrived!

"Apusu, an invincible saint, ahhh!!"

Westerners have gone completely mad.

The ancient Babylonian pantheon no longer had kingdoms, but that did not diminish its power.

Because of a single pantheon, two invincible saints were born.

Those below finally understood why Confucius had asked Su Shen to leave.

"If Su Shen were here, he would never let Apsu go."

The U.S. military retorted, "Wrong! It's Apssu who won't let him go."

No matter who it is, this hatred can never be resolved.

Even when Su Ming was stabbed to death by Poseidon's fork, they were able to forgive and forget, but Apsu could never do that.

Dismemberment, to be devoured by the heavens—this is truly an irreconcilable enmity!

Fusu hated Apsu, but for now he could only endure it.