In the face of great catastrophe, once people felt powerless to change anything, they would unconsciously place their hopes of survival in illusory gods, hoping the gods would bestow grace and save them from the flames.
This unrealistic way of thinking applied equally to the vast universe. Take the Amir Star People, for example. First, all kinds of demons and monsters suddenly appeared above Bang City. Then, before they could figure out what was happening, the entire city instantly became a living Purgatory.
In the blink of an eye, they had been separated from their loved ones by death. Though grief, fury, and pain filled them, they could only curse and roar helplessly at the sky, because there was nothing else they could do on their own.
So at a time like this, the only thing they could think of was for the god they had imagined and worshiped all along to descend into the world, slay demons, save the people, and avenge them.
Although angels held great influence in the Known Universe, that did not mean every intelligent civilization knew of their existence.
Thus, when they saw Hua Zhen emerge from the spectacular Data Mimicry Wormhole and casually wipe out the monsters, the Amir Star People who had survived by sheer luck naturally believed that a god had heard their prayers.
Their overwhelming sorrow turned into overwhelming joy. They fell to their knees and sang ancient hymns passed down through the ages in their most devout posture, hoping this winged god would once again perform a miracle and revive their dead family members and lovers.
In their hearts, gods were omnipotent.
Yet they did not know that a disaster far beyond anything they could imagine was silently approaching.
Several kilometers outside Amir Southern Bang City lay a vast