In the Bronze Age, the gods vanished, and evil gods emerged.
The grace of the gods had long since been exhausted amid one upheaval after another wrought by evil gods.
Evil gods were gods too!
Over countless years, all they had left mortals was suffering and hatred.
Even the mighty survivors of the Silver Age of Ancient Times had become utterly disappointed in the gods they had once worshipped amid those repeated upheavals.
No one would forever cherish the glory of the past. Once enough disappointment accumulated, it became hatred.
Now, when Jiang Yang proposed restoring the gods' good name.
Everyone present felt this was an impossible task.
Normal gods had not appeared in the world for so long. Over thousands of years, the notion of "evil gods" had long since taken deep root. Apart from those single-minded believers in the gods, who still remembered the gods' former glory?
Seeing everyone fall silent instinctively, Jiang Yang smiled without blaming them.
Instead, he spoke gently.
"It's all right. Where there's a will, there's a way. I don't intend to make the world worship the gods again. I only want to set the world's understanding of the Divine Clan back on the right path."
"But, Your Majesty the God King, that will be far too difficult."
Freyr Osman, the Grand Duke of Thorns, spoke with difficulty.
"There are always more solutions than difficulties. Besides, don't we happen to have a rare opportunity right now?"
A smile shone in Jiang Yang's golden eyes as he looked north.
That was precisely the direction in which the fallen evil god was running rampant.
Freyr Osman understood in an instant and turned to look at the northern sky as well.
"Indeed. An evil god has emerged in the north. This is an opportunity that comes once