As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

This originates from the Mayan civilization's belief that other civilizations existed on this land long before humans.

Human evolution spans only a few million years, and the emergence of intelligence only ten thousand years ago. Compared to Earth, humanity is truly just a fleeting moment, with a far more vast period of time hidden before human civilization.

But for some reason, all those civilizations disappeared, as if they had been erased from thin air.

Soon, Xinyang finished browsing and was preparing to leave.

Meanwhile, Quetzalcoatl noticed that things had calmed down on Mars.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse were defeated, but the Ancestor of Humanity suppressed them all by himself. The Holy Sword was fully awakened and almost killed three of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. However, the White Horse Knight always stopped him at the crucial moment. He was the strongest Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and had a nickname called the Dawn Star.

But the Ancestor of Humanity was also badly wounded and could no longer hold on. He turned into a shower of light on Mars and disappeared. The light rain traveled through space and eventually merged into the land of Yanhuang, resonating with many ancient artifacts and creating an invisible barrier. The more powerful the god, the stronger the suppression.

"The power of thought of all living beings can actually reach this level."

Quetzalcoatl was astonished; though the time was short, it was terrifying enough.

"Never underestimate human beings; the anger of billions of ants can make the heavens and earth tremble."

Xin Yang's eyes were extremely gentle at this moment, and he felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

He subconsciously touched the Tears of Sorrow in his arms.

Quetzalcoatl murmured, "This power... is so strong."

She had her own opinion and didn't think that the masses alone could fight against the Doomsday Knights; it wasn't about who had more people winning.

Four Doomsday Knights emerged during this period, and even at her peak, she dared not confront them, lest she bleed.

They launched a full-scale attack; the aftershocks alone could level the Earth and penetrate its core.

The gods once used the power of faith of all living beings to elevate themselves, but for the gods, this power of faith was like drinking poison to quench their thirst.

Because when humans worship gods, they are also worshipping their desires, which can easily backfire.

A deity who transforms through the power of faith can also lose themselves because of that power.

Moreover, while the power of faith is indeed wondrous, it doesn't reach this level.

She felt that it was the power of the spiritual master that worked, turning the rotten into the miraculous.

“This is the law of truth, and now everyone on that land is forced to overdraw their mental power,” Xin Yang said calmly.

That progenitor is a hypothetical being, and the price is paid by all living beings.

The power of liars lies in their cleverness.

"Terrifying ability..." Quetzalcoatl fell silent. Just a billion people could create a supreme god-level combat power.

If all of humanity did this, could it create a being stronger than the Supreme God?

Of course, the human population has been greatly reduced, but it is still very large.

"Do you want to learn?" Xinyang asked.

Quetzalcoatl was somewhat tempted; learning more things could never be a bad thing.

Is there a price to pay?

She wasn't asking about the cost of performing the spell, but rather the cost of learning it.

Xin Yang said, "Abandoning the divine path and turning to the spiritual path is a matter of life and death for the gods, but it should not be a problem for you."

The power of Quetzalcoatl was pure enough, as she once said, her heart was as clean as the sky, thus fulfilling this condition.

Quetzalcoatl shook his head and said bluntly, "I refuse."

As a strong person, it would be impossible to reach this point without the determination to remain steadfast even in the face of countless trials and tribulations.

Switching to another path would be tantamount to denying the self that has been persisting all along.

Xin Yang didn't say anything more. He had just mentioned it casually, and without the corresponding Mystic Seed, he couldn't help the Feathered Serpent God switch to the Spiritualist path unless he borrowed something from the child's head.

He took his first step, leaving South America and heading towards other civilizations.

By now, he has traveled to all the continents.

Next, he plans to go and explore the deep sea.

"Go if you want, I'm going to sleep here."

Quetzalcoatl suddenly spoke.

Xin Yang nodded slightly; they were just strangers who had met by chance.

He left quickly.

The feathered serpent god flew towards the temple, then turned into a stone statue and fell into the altar, giving the impression of retreating into a small building to control the seasons.

……

The fifth of the seven seals is also an altar.

Now, the sixth seal is to be opened.

Suddenly, due to spatial shifts, all the stars around Earth changed positions, and countless meteors fell to the ground, just like fig trees being shaken by a strong wind, causing unripe figs to fall.

The heavens and earth roared and rumbled, and the entire earth underwent some changes. The earth's crust split, the plates moved, and tsunamis tens or hundreds of meters high crashed against the shore. The mountains and islands were like chess pieces, slightly shifting due to the movement of the chessboard. All geographical locations were changing.

Although the magnitude was small, it gave people a feeling of earth-shattering change.

In Japan, the sky was filled with thunder and dark clouds.

Due to its geographical location, the entire island gives the impression of being on the verge of collapse.

At this critical moment, the Ise Grand Shrine suddenly burst forth with a dazzling golden light.

brush!

Chiba, the Kusanagi Sword, which was thousands of miles away, trembled for a moment, and then shot into the sky like an arrow, turning into a black line and disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

The Kusanagi sword rushed to the shrine, fell into Amaterasu's hands, and then Amaterasu turned around and plunged it into the earth.

"town!"

A mysterious voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, clear and resonant.

Amaterasu connects all the earth's ley lines, ensuring that the island will not fall apart during this impact.

But after a short while, her divine body suddenly became ethereal and somewhat transparent, and the previously stable situation was shaken again.

"Valley God!" Amaterasu transmitted her voice. She could not hold on any longer. Her divine body was too weak now, and even with the help of the Kusanagi Sword, she could not suppress the entire Japan.

An unnamed shrine.

Ceres raised her head. She carried a heavy plant shell on her back, and her limbs and joints were strange, much like a cockroach. After hearing Amaterasu's call, she couldn't help but sigh softly.

He moved his limbs quickly and climbed out of the barrier of the nameless shrine.

Click!

The outer shell cracked, shattered, and exploded, bursting with light. The crawling creature that had been lying on the ground disappeared, replaced by a goddess dressed in palace attire with striking features.

She wore an ancient-style hair bun, with flowing sleeves and a well-fitting dress, making her appear extremely dignified and elegant.

She appeared at the Ise Inner Palace, infused the Ame-no-Murakumo sword with divine power, and quickly stabilized the Japanese islands.

The first thing Ceres noticed wasn't Amaterasu, but the petite figure behind her.

"Suzuka, it's been a long time..." The Valley God smiled as he looked at Suzuka Ise. The first time they met, she had just entered the mystical world, but the second time they met, she had already gained strength approaching that of a great god...

Amaterasu is really ruthless, isn't she? She's going all in without considering the consequences at all...

The God of Grain smiled even more broadly, with an indescribable air of mystery about him.

“Grain Goddess, this is your true form…” Suzuka Ise stood behind Amaterasu. She had grown even more beautiful, with a heart-shaped face and delicate features, like an elegant ancient princess. She possessed a youthful majesty and an otherworldly charm.

Seeing Suzuka's composed demeanor, the Valley Goddess smiled and said, "What you saw before was merely a shell I deliberately created to slow down the erosion of time." She usually wouldn't offer an explanation.

Then, the God of Grain smiled and said, "Amaterasu, you've invested so much, aren't you worried about losing everything? This little deer is very tenacious."

Amaterasu was draped in a golden feather robe, her skin as white as snow, and she possessed a noble beauty.

"The more tenacious it is, the more I like it."

Soon, Amaterasu narrowed her eyes and said, "This little deer has my blood flowing through its veins, Valley God, mind your own business."

She spoke very strongly.

With the smiling face of the Valley Goddess, Amaterasu regarded Suzuka Ise as her own possession.

She had no intention of getting involved, nor did she need to break ties with Amaterasu; that wasn't the path she was on.

She just... wanted to see what the fawn's potential was like.

Survival itself is the most powerful resistance against absurdity: Chapter Ten: 'Is it them?'

The ocean surged, crashing against the shore, with waves tens of meters high sweeping in. Tokyo Bay swelled dramatically, submerging the low-lying city of Tokyo.

The sky was initially dark and gloomy, with no light visible. The clouds stretched endlessly, and the earth trembled and shook violently, as if the whole world had fallen into chaos.

Then, the weather became abnormal, with torrential rain and lightning, followed by a tearing sound.

A knight on a red horse roared in from the dark clouds, bringing divine judgment.

The Doomsday Knights had no choice but to compromise, retreating from the Yanhuang civilization, ignoring the billions of lives on that land, and instead placing the remaining burden on the humans of other civilizations, reaping them madly, regardless of the cost, to gather enough lives in the shortest possible time.

The entire Earth was weeping, but the Doomsday Knights did not stop; they seemed to have come from hell, bringing endless death.

Amaterasu and Ceres gaze at the sky.

As far as the eye can see, the boundless galaxies of the deep universe gradually dim and detach under the gaze of the gods, disappearing into the end of the microcosm due to spatial displacement.

In fact, it is not the galaxy that is moving, but the Earth and the surrounding space that are moving.

The laws of space are extremely unstable, turning from the original ripples into the current turmoil and tearing.

The speed at which the microcosm escapes is immeasurable, much like when a human lifts a huge cloth, it inevitably causes a chain reaction; the harder the force, the larger the area that is lifted.

There are two dimensions in this world.

One is the cosmic dimension, representing the real world. The other is the spirit dimension, the destination of all spirits, the place of death and finality. However, this dimension has different depths. The shallower spirit realm covers the entire universe, the deeper one is the world of gods below Sequence 7, and the even deeper one is the region where the gods reside.

Finally, there is the core area of ​​the spirit realm, which even the gods dare not easily venture into. No one knows what is hidden in the core area. Countless demons roam there, and some of these demons are from extremely distant times, existing tens or hundreds of millions of years ago. According to the gods' speculation, these are demons that have accumulated since ancient times, making it difficult to trace their origins.

Now, a third dimension has been added to this world: the dimension of heaven.