"A True God has suffered a Deity Fall!" the old man cried in a strange, shrill rasp. "A True God has suffered a Deity Fall! Mortals have desecrated him!"
They were all Espers, and judging by the powers they had displayed, every one of them was at least Grade B.
Yet when they heard this, they could only tremble. Not one of them could utter a word.
A True God had suffered a Deity Fall. To their ears, it was little different from the sky crashing down.
"Who? Who could be powerful enough to desecrate a True God and bring him down?"
As far as they were concerned, such a thing was utterly impossible.
After all, they had once been ordinary people. It was only because they believed in the Truth, believed in the Ultimate,
that the Ultimate had sent True Gods from its homeland, its paradise, into this world to grant power to believers like them!
That was how they had gained powers beyond mortal reach: the ability to wield lightning, summon hurricanes, and even control plants.
All of it had been bestowed by the great True Gods. Now one of those gods had fallen. They could scarcely imagine it, yet what lay before them proved it had happened!
Beyond their towering fury, all that remained was fear. After all, this was a power capable of bringing down a Deity.
"It was Great Chu! Great Chu did this! We must take revenge! Revenge! We must kill Great Chu's emperor. Blood for blood, tooth for tooth..."
Kill Great Chu's emperor? How could they?
He was the head of the most Qiang nation in this world and the spiritual leader of all Great Chu. The imperial family was said to command immense, mysterious power, and the emperor himself rarely appeared in