The world of Tamu these past few days has been like a pot of boiling water, completely in turmoil.
Not only are the gods and evil entities locked in frenzied battle, but the gods themselves are also constantly at war with each other.
Those who were unfortunate enough to be caught in the crossfire of the war between Tamu and the Ancestor God, leading to the destruction of their Divine Countries, are wandering around like desperate men with red eyes.
Fighting for followers, destroying nations, and slaying gods, falling is as commonplace as having a meal.
If the anomaly five years ago was just a small disturbance, then what is happening now is truly a catastrophe.
What does it mean for the divine to be like ants, what does it mean to be born in the morning and die by evening.
