Qin Ze was completely taken aback.
Old Huang, oh Old Huang, you've fallen on hard times in just a few years.
Over the past five years, the power of the Strange Beast God has permeated more than half of the world.
More and more worlds are becoming breeding grounds for evil gods and strongholds for Strange Beast.
[With a large number of Strange Beast breaking through the Star Gate, the number of Strange Beast God has surpassed that of all the gods.]
[Only a few decades have passed since the birth of the first Strange Beast God.]
The Strange Beast appeared far too quickly; they spread like a plague, and there was absolutely no way to protect against them.
The realm of the gods is shrinking; if this continues, even the Land of Origin will soon fall.
When I went to the Land of Origin a few days ago, I already sensed the presence of several Strange Beast God nearby.
[They've already set their sights on the Land of Origin; if they find it, the consequences will be unimaginable.]
The Land of Origin is where everything begins; absolutely nothing can go wrong there.
This morning, the gods met as usual to discuss the next phase of their battle plan.
I proposed my previous solution, which was to destroy the Star Gate.
Unlike other Strange Beast, Myriad Races do not need to cultivate; they can grow stronger simply by eating. The speed at which Myriad Races become gods is far slower than that of Strange Beast.
[As long as the Star Gate remains, one day the number of Strange Beast God will overwhelmingly surpass that of the others.]
By then, it will be completely too late to reverse the situation.
Qin Ze fell into deep thought.
Putting myself in his shoes, if he were the Desolate God, destroying the Star Gate would indeed be the best solution at the moment.
Although it's like drinking poison to quench thirst, at least I'm not thirsty anymore.
After all, in the current situation, the righteous gods are essentially dying a slow death.
Qin Ze turned to the next page and saw the ending he had long anticipated.
Unsurprisingly, my proposal was met with unanimous opposition from the gods.
[Besides being a pathway for advancement for Myriad Races, the Star Gate is also a method for gods to strengthen themselves.]
[Every thousand divine calendar days, passing through the Star Gate will result in a comprehensive enhancement of the divine body.]
[While this effect can also be achieved through arduous practice, who would choose the long and winding path if a shortcut were available?]
The gods considered my ideas dangerous and, fearing I might secretly sabotage the Star Gate, they conspired to imprison me.
[The four Pillar God take turns watching over me outside; this kind of treatment is unprecedented.]
[hehe]
Qin Ze twitched the corner of his mouth.
The Desolate God, however, is quite optimistic.
Or rather, he has already begun to give up.
Since you don't use my method anyway, you can do it yourselves.
[In the 2455th year of the Divine Calendar]
[Currently imprisoned...]
[End of the 2455th year of the Divine Calendar]
[Boring. Except for the God of War who occasionally speaks to me, all the other gods are mute.]
[Early Year of the Divine Calendar 2456]
Damn it!
How long are these bastards going to keep me locked up?
[I must see the goddess! I have shed my blood for the Land of the Gods! I have risked my life for Myriad Races!]
[Early Year of the Divine Calendar 2456]
It's probably for the best that this messed-up world was destroyed by Strange Beast.
Destroy them all!
The Desolate God's mental state deteriorated at a visible rate.
Qin Ze expressed his deep sympathy for this.
Compared to other righteous gods, the eccentricities of the Desolate God are so out of place.
Normally, they were treated as outcasts, and Qin Ze even found those gods somewhat laughable.
The so-called fight for Myriad Races is nothing more than defending one's own small territory and the power gained without effort.
Even through the words in the diary, Qin Ze could feel the intense resentment emanating from the Desolate God.
He spat and flipped through the pages again.
[2457th year of the Divine Calendar]
[Today is the God of God of War's shift]
This guy, who usually can't even fart three times in a day, was rambling on and on with me today.
[He first recalled some of his experiences before he became a god, which he always refused to talk about when I asked him before.]
Now I finally know why—he's a live-in son-in-law!
[A son-in-law plus God of War —things suddenly get interesting.]
[Then he told me about the situation outside over the past two years; the Strange Beast have roughly pinpointed the spatial range of the Land of Origin and are currently conducting an investigation.]
The gods take turns guarding that place, and battles break out every day.
[And the Goddess of Life, she went to the Land of Origin on the second day of my imprisonment and never came out again.]
The gods searched for her many times in the Land of Origin, but they could never find her.
This woman's abandonment of her career is even more thorough than mine!
Qin Ze had always been curious: from the moment the Strange Beast appeared, the Goddess of Life began her "retreat" mode.
This kind of passive-aggressive behavior gives the impression that she knows how things will turn out, but is powerless to change it.
As for Desolate God, this unlucky fellow's stagnation was forced upon him.
thump thump thump--
A sudden knock on the door interrupted Qin Ze's thoughts.
Qin Ze turned his head and saw that the Believer Clone had stuck its head in again.
The clone smiled shyly, "Is it ready yet?"
"Why don't you read your diary later? I'm in a bit of a rush too."
Qin Ze said in a deep voice, "The crematorium on the first floor is also in urgent need of help. Could you go in and take a look?"
Bang--
The clone immediately closed the door.
Qin Ze then silently turned to another page.
[ The God of War is pessimistic about the current situation.]
He casually mentioned the plan I had previously proposed to sabotage the Star Gate, suggesting it might be a viable approach.
[That bastard fell asleep leaning against the door while we were talking, and what a coincidence, he even hung his keys on his belt!]
[Since that's the case, then I'm free!]
[A true brother to the God of War, for life!]
The God of War is clearly using Old Huang as a "gun".
As the situation gradually deteriorated, Desolate God not the only one among the gods who shared similar thoughts.
But none of them wanted to be the first to stick their neck out.
Whoever destroys the Star Gate will become the target of everyone's anger.
Qin Ze felt that Old Huang had also figured it out.
But what can we do?
Ultimately, this is something that God has to do.
And Old Huang is happy to do this.
Dealing with the monsters was one thing, but another was that he wanted to see the gods suffer a setback.
Turning the page became increasingly difficult. Qin Ze used all his strength and finally turned the page.
The changes in the Land of the Gods have been tremendous in just two years.
[The desolate land, the gloomy sky, I'd believe it if you called it hell.]
After escaping the Cage using the key of the God of War, I headed straight for the Star Gate.
[ The Star Gate was guarded by two rotten fish and shrimp, which I easily dealt with.]
[ The Star Gate will shatter today!]
Will my actions be recorded in history?
[On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, the Desolate God shattered the Star Gate with his fist, saving Myriad Races.]
I will erect my statue in every corner of the Land of the Gods!
What pose should I strike?
A question suddenly popped into Qin Ze's mind.
If Desolate God knew that he would be labeled a traitor countless generations later, would he still have done it?
Qin Ze gathered his thoughts; at the end of this page, there were a few final words.
[ The Star Gate was really tough, but after ten heavy punches from me, Star Gate finally shattered.]
[Gazing at the countless fragments scattered across the sky, I was about to leave.]
[But then, the Star Gate Fragment began to converge in one place, giving birth to... a Sword Case?!]