Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

"The so-called blood of God, to put it simply, is a blessing from the gods. It fundamentally rewrites the life sequence of mortals, allowing us to break free from the shackles of the mundane world."

Furthermore, we are less like humans and more like a "hybrid" of humans and gods.

Squidward shook his tentacles, his tone casual yet tinged with pride:

"This is why the combat power of those with divine blood always crushes those so-called superhumans."

While those with extraordinary abilities are still figuring out how to hone their "skills" to the limit, we, who have divine blood flowing through our veins, are already wielding "supernatural powers."

"Supernatural powers are the absolute superior concept to 'skills.' All the 'skills' in the world are, in the end, merely clumsy imitations of 'supernatural powers,' insignificant specks of dust attached to true authority."

His whiskers tapped in the air, as if drawing an absolute dividing line on a blackboard:

"Only those who have divine blood flowing through their veins can truly touch the realm of the gods and ultimately... complete the slaying of the gods."

"Since the day the Sorrow of the Gods was founded, we have slain countless gods, including even a true S-class god."

Jiang Ling stroked his chin thoughtfully: "So, your classification of gods is also from D to S? S-rank is the highest level of god?"

"No, no, no."

Squidward nodded, then immediately shook his head. "You're only half right. Above S-rank, there are SS-rank ancient gods, and the SSS-rank creator god, who only exists in legends and has never been heard of."

(Note: S-rank deity ~ Level 1 deity, SS-rank ~ Level 2 deity, etc.)

"And what about 'the heavens'? What level do they belong to here...?"

Before Jiang Ling could finish speaking, Squidward jumped up in fright:

"Shh! Shut up! Why are you talking about that slide that you can't touch?"

Jiang Ling's expression was strange: "A topic that can't be touched?"

"Could it be that 'heaven' is incredibly powerful?"

Squidward gave him a serious cross gesture, all his previous nonchalance vanished, replaced by a deep-seated fear in his voice:

I won't say a word about the topic of "heaven" to you.

No one can defeat "Heaven," not even the being who stole the "Book of Time" back then, or the legendary "Yuan."

Didn't expect Niu Niu Tian Dao to be so high-class?

Jiang Ling couldn't help but find it a little funny when she recalled how weak she looked like a chick in front of her.

Then, he casually looked up at the dome.

He knew that the guy was probably watching him secretly from some dimensional rift.

Jiang Ling mouthed silently to the void, "You're pretty awesome."

Beyond the dimensions, in a pure white, immaculate space.

Niu Niu Tiandao was picking his toes with his legs crossed, casually adjusting his crooked double buns.

He then pointed one finger to the sky and one to the ground, and let out a heavy, cold snort:

"I am 'Heaven'! A Heaven whose spirit soars to the heavens!"

"Just wait and see. Past failures will surely be used to achieve future success. I have already devised a foolproof plan..."

"This time, I'm sure I'll survive!"

Jiang Ling chatted with Squidward for another half hour.

I've finally figured out pretty much everything about the organization and background of the Sorrow of the Gods.

This secret organization, born for the purpose of "killing gods," was established during the chaotic Spring and Autumn Period, 2,500 years ago.

Its founder, who was also the nominal supreme commander, was codenamed "Yuan".

No one knows his true identity.

No one has ever seen his true face.

No one can even say for sure what kind of supernatural powers he possesses.

The only thing that is certain is...

This mysterious creator possesses the absolute strength to single-handedly kill an S-class god.

However, "Yuan" has always been secretive and rarely interferes in the internal affairs of the Sorrow of the Gods.

The Council of Elders is in charge of this vast, global organization.

The Senate currently has seven members, from the Song, Bai, and Long families of Great Xia, the Wilhelm family of Germany, the Arthur family of America, the Nicholas family of Russia, and the Elizabethan family of England...

The heads of the seven major families all have the authority to convene a general meeting of the Sorrow of the Gods.

The one who convened this meeting was the "Dragon King of the East Sea" from the Great Xia Dragon Clan.

The Long family is a top-tier divine bloodline family based in the eastern part of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The war to conquer the west that year came to an end.

The Japanese archipelago was divided into three parts.

The entire territory of Nanri is within the influence of the Long family.

To put it more broadly...

The entire western Pacific Ocean can be considered the traditional territory of the Long family.

The Long family has spies even in the US military base in Guam.

The fact that the Long family suddenly convened a full meeting only indicates one thing—major trouble is about to break out in the Western Pacific.

The source of this chaos is "God".

dong dong dong-

The bronze clocks on both sides of the ancient hall slowly chimed, exactly thirty times, no more, no less.

In the once quiet and deserted circular hall, milky-white teleportation rings suddenly lit up, like stars blooming one after another in the night sky.

One by one, divine bloodlines of various forms stepped out from the halo. Some were dressed in suits and looked no different from ordinary people, while others revealed divine bodies that were half-human and half-beast, and their bodies were surrounded by auras of power that were either fierce or dark.

Each figure possesses a terrifying power capable of killing gods.

The most eye-catching of them all was the imposing figure with a dragon's head and human body that stepped out from the halo.

He had a pair of coral-like, rugged dragon horns, eyes like torches, and lightning flashing between his golden pupils. His scales and claws were clearly defined, making him a living embodiment of the Dragon King of the East Sea from mythology.

Above his head floated three ancient seal characters in gold lettering: "Dragon King of the East Sea".

"Have all the able-bodied bloodline beings arrived?"

The Dragon King of the East Sea walked straight to the head seat of the large round table, sat down with an imposing air, his gaze sweeping across the entire room like a booming bell, and laughed loudly:

"Quite a few old friends have come..."

His gaze finally settled on Jiang Ling in the corner, and the smile on his lips deepened, carrying a hint of scrutiny:

"Quite a few new friends..."