"The two third-tier Gods of the Ocean were among the weakest of deities, merely lesser deities. They stumbled into this plane by accident, yet even so, the battle lasted over two months, causing massive casualties.
One descended upon Great Xia, the other upon the Free Nation in the West."
Both Great Xia and the Free Nation are top-tier countries with formidable military strength, but they never expected the descent of deities, nor did they anticipate the extraordinary power of these deities.
Although they ultimately relied on nuclear weapons to get through it, the two Gods of the Ocean managed to escape back to the Ocean Temple.
Since then, the deities of the Divine Realm learned of the plane coordinates of this once-forgotten and even feared Blue Star Plane.
An independent plane with six billion potential believers, yet to be claimed by any deity, is a coveted prize for any god.
Six billion believers.
What a terrifying number.
The vastness of Blue Star, what a grand Divine Domain.
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This is enough to allow dozens of demigods to ascend to greater deities, and it even holds immense allure for greater deities.
The deities were pleasantly surprised to discover that the gods who once protected this world had perished.
From that day on, this once Forgotten Land of the Gods was remembered by the deities once more.
One by one, deities led their faith-based races down from the heavens, and one by one, demons crawled out of the Abyss.
Deities demanded humans offer their souls, turning them into emotionless believers to serve them.
Demons lured humans into signing contracts, becoming apostles of demons.
From that day on, humanity learned a cruel truth: deities were not as benevolent as the legends claimed.
After witnessing the tragic deaths of his family and friends, the surviving Lin Fan resolutely joined the Great Xia Allied Forces.
In battle after battle, Lin Fan walked the line between life and death, leaving a trail of blood, becoming one of the five Guardian Gods of Great Xia, and the only one to survive until the end.
Bearing six stars, he became the sole Six-Star Holy General above the Five-Star Golden Generals, and was honored as the War God of Great Xia!
As the highest Commander-in-Chief of the Asian Alliance, he held the Supreme Command Seat!
He was also one of the few humans to achieve Ascension Through the Flesh, with the divine title Asura, divine authority Asura God, possessing the power of a fifteenth-tier greater deity!
With an Asura Blade stained with the blood of countless deities, he could stand toe-to-toe with the God of the Sun, Apollo!
He also spearheaded numerous incredible projects for Great Xia against all odds.
There was the Iron Great Wall to counter Poseidon, the God of the Ocean, the Underground Forge to combat Amon, the God of Winter, and even an Underground City Complex carved out of the Tibetan Region to counter Apollo, the God of the Sun.
Under these astonishing constructions, the people of Great Xia withstood the rising tides, the Frozen Winter, and even the Solar Eruption, becoming humanity's last hope!
"But now. I'm still too weak!
I alone am not enough to change everything. I must quickly inform the higher-ups about this!"
Lin Fan took a deep breath of the cold winter air, ignoring the teacher chasing after him, and ran straight home.
Lin's father and mother were sitting on the sofa watching TV, looking somewhat puzzled at the news broadcast.
"According to our reporter, a large number of Buddha statues in Sa City Temple have shattered. Experts have determined it was due to years of disrepair, and repair personnel have been organized for an inspection...
According to our reporter, chanting sounds have been heard from Mount Emei at night for three consecutive days. Experts have determined it is the strange sound of the wind blowing through the mountains at a specific angle, and official media have debunked the rumors online.
According to our reporter..."
"Dear," Lin's mother rubbed her temples, "why are all these news reports so strange?"
"Because the Extraterrestrial Deities are coming, and these Eastern Deities who once protected us are warning us," Lin Fan's voice came from the doorway.
Lin's father looked at Lin Fan in surprise and asked, "Why are you back? School..."
"The boiler room at school exploded, so we have a day off," Lin Fan replied casually.
Lin Fan looked at his parents with slightly reddened eyes, recalling the moment when they stood in front of him, risking their lives against the sea monsters.
"Oh, then take a good rest today," Lin's father didn't doubt Lin Fan's excuse and continued, "You're almost in your final year of high school, you need to study hard. With your current grades, getting into a top school shouldn't be a problem, but you can't be complacent. I'm planning to enroll you in an intensive class. By the way, we're having stewed ribs for lunch to nourish you..."
Halfway through his sentence, Lin's father suddenly sensed something was off and turned his head.
Lin Fan had already quickly walked back to his bedroom.
"This kid..." Lin's father smiled helplessly.
"Alright, since he's home for a rare day off, don't nag him," Lin's mother stood up and said, "I'll go to the market to buy some ribs. Oh, and don't forget to borrow five thousand yuan from Old Zhang. These tutoring classes aren't cheap..."
The house was small and poor, but it was warm and cozy.
Lin Fan sat on his bed, calming his emotions.
"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry.
School is not something I should be concerned about right now. For the rest of my life, I want to follow my own will.
Please allow me to be selfish this once. This time, Mom and Dad, I want you to live well.
I want everyone to live well!"
With that, Lin Fan took out an old Nokia from under his pillow and dialed a number.
It was a private number, deeply buried in his memory.
Meanwhile, in an antique office, an old man in a military uniform without any insignia or medals was wearing reading glasses, reviewing documents.
The old man was over sixty, but despite his graying hair, he was full of energy, exuding the sharpness of a soldier and the authority of someone in a high position.
"Ring ring."
The phone in the old man's pocket rang.
"Old Jin," a secretary quickly approached, slightly bowing, "everyone is here, the meeting is about to start, you..."
"No rush," Old Jin smiled and waved his hand, "I'll take this call first."
This was his private line, known only to his lifelong partner and two children.
At his age and position, calls from home were more important than the red hotline phone on his desk.
"Strange..." Old Jin looked at the unfamiliar number on his phone, frowned, but still answered, "Hello?"
"Old Jin, you're still alive!"
A young voice came from the other end of the line.
It sounded very surprised, as if the two were close friends.
"You... who are you..." Old Jin tried to recall the owner of the voice, but eventually shook his head, "No sales, thank you."
With that, Old Jin was about to hang up.
"Old Jin, don't hang up," the young voice suddenly became tense.
"I know we don't know each other yet, but... your name is Jin Minsheng, you're the Chief of the Luzhou Military District, a Five-Star Golden General. You have a black mole on your chest, two bullet wounds on your stomach, one on your shoulder, and one on your thigh, all from border skirmishes.
You also have a knife wound on your left leg from when you were on leave and acted heroically, getting slashed by a thug."
"You know me?" Old Jin's brow furrowed, then he chuckled, "Even though I'm not young and don't understand the internet, I know this information can be found online... you're quite the dedicated salesman. Alright, I'm hanging up, don't call this number again."
"The Second Combat Brigade under your command, led by Liu Mengfa, has its firepower configured as... The Third Combat Brigade's firepower is configured as..." the young voice suddenly shifted.
Upon hearing this.
Old Jin was instantly stunned, his eyes turning icy cold.
In that moment, the old man was like a sharp blade, exuding an aura of iron and blood!
Old Jin gripped the phone tightly, speaking coldly, "These are military secrets, how do you know them? Which country's spy are you?"
With that, Old Jin was about to instruct his secretary to trace the call and locate the signal source.
However.
"You don't need to know who I am, we will meet in the future.
If you must know, I can tell you, I am a future deity, the first Guardian God of Great Xia, Asura God, Lin Fan.
Now, you can consider what I'm about to say as a prophecy from a god."
Lin Fan gripped the phone tightly, sweat dripping from his forehead.
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