Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

The final battle, the eyes of all the heavens and worlds are focused here.

It seems that these two gods exist in the vast universe.

Then, God created the great sky, and the statue rose to a height of ten thousand feet.

He casually spread out his palm, and countless stars scattered, forming a galaxy that surrounded Su Ming: "Choose one."

"What?" Each of those stars contains a plane.

The planes are connected to each other, forming a star chain.

After reading it carefully, Su Ming finally understood, and was instantly terrified.

“I didn’t expect that you could really do it.” Su Ming sighed.

Those stars represent various beliefs, big and small.

There are prehistoric civilizations, Western countries, and major churches...

Including some niche civilizations in the East, they were also monopolized by Jehovah and then strung together. After many saints became saints, they stopped moving forward.

If you want to go one step further, all you have to do is what Jehovah is doing now.

However, among so many saints in the heavens, he was the only one who did it.

"Let this silent civilization sleep forever."

Su Ming waved his hand, and those gods that had fallen into the hands of the Eastern God were swept away by the terrifying holy power.

The remaining numbers are still terrifying.

This also made Su Ming understand why the West could balance the East.

On the surface it seems that there is no one in the West, but in fact there are many people.

But their luck has run out and they are trapped by some kind of shackles.

Can't get out.

Afterwards, Su Ming took a step forward, but was not in a hurry to start fighting.

After all, battles at this level can change rapidly.

It can also be the final word.

"I want to ask you a question." Su Ming's eyes were calm and his heart was peaceful.

Jehovah was very surprised. He didn't expect Su Ming to be willing to ask him questions.

He immediately smiled and said, "Ask."

Su Ming then took a deep breath and said, “Have you ever thought about what the world will be like after the unification of the gods in the heavens?”

After hearing this, Jehovah's eyes flashed and he sneered in an instant.

"Hahaha, the unification of the divine system? Is it the unification of all of you to the East?"

"Yes, of course I have thought about it. I also thought that I would be the only ruler of the great unified divine system."

"So, do you think my idea is ridiculous now?"

Jehovah didn't care what Su Ming thought, because this idea still exists today.

Su Ming thought differently: "Why do we need someone to rule under the great unification? Isn't it enough to have equality in everything?"

Hearing this, Jehovah found it ridiculous: "If you think this way, I don't think you are worthy of being my opponent."

"I might as well tell you that someone once tried to create a world where all heavens are in harmony, where there is no ruler and all things grow in balance, but what was the result?"

"The world has become more chaotic since the ruler left."

Jehovah had a lot of thoughts on this, and he became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Everything in this world, once it is not regulated, will not function smoothly, as you can see, it will be a mess."

"Everyone in the world knows this truth, but who can be the master of it?"

When Jehovah said this, there was a fierce look in his eyes.

This made Su Ming fall into deep thought.

If it is not for the survival of all things, but for oneself.

Will I jump out again?

Su Ming recalled that at the beginning of the Myth Arena, he was just an inconspicuous spectator in the audience.

He could have just sat there and waited for death, but fate forced him to step forward and take charge of the Eastern Altar.

Maybe my life cannot be driven by my own will.

He has been living in bondage since he was born. People in the world think, what does this chaotic world have to do with me? If I can live in peace alone, why should I come out and suffer hardships.

But I, Su Ming, stood up. Everything is destined by heaven.

"So the one you've always wanted to kill wasn't me, but another me."

"Is it right?"

Su Ming said suddenly.

He knew who the Lord was referring to, and he knew full well that the Lord wanted to be that person.

"Boy, oh no, my respected opponent, there is no point in saying more."

"After this is over, everything you want to know, or don't want to know, will pop up in front of you one by one."

Because once some people come out, others will follow.

But there is still a small variable in all this, that is...

Kill Su Ming immediately.

"I see. If you win, you'll replace me."

Su Ming finally understood one thing in his heart: he could be "him", and others could also become "him".

The secret was revealed, and the whole world began to become turbulent.

Since the fall of the sacred arena, the world has become extremely stable.

But at this moment, the stars outside the domain were crushed one after another.

Countless galaxies hang upside down, and the sun and the moon pass through and wither.

Everywhere the eyes looked, there was a scene of total destruction.

People were in a complete panic, but this panic was limited to the outside world.

The Blue Planet seemed to be protected by some kind of terrifying order.

No matter what happens outside, this planet is like an eternal eye, witnessing something.

And those who were "kept in captivity" became recorders.

"We...are not the writers of myths, but the recorders..."

People had guessed this before, but now the idea has been further confirmed.

Myths are not born out of human imagination, but it is because of creation myths that humans came into being and were recorded and passed down.

The Blue Planet is more like a small model carved with the combined power of all the heavens and worlds.

And the subsequent battle between Su Ming and Jehovah will be recorded by them frame by frame.

……

On the stage, a battle was about to break out. Jehovah came up and raised his five fingers, pressing ten civilizations towards Su Ming.

The power of civilization.

Su Ming was not surprised because of the previous battle.

Jehovah rarely fights with his fists, and rarely suppresses with his holy law.

It's more of a preaching.

As the monopolist of Western civilization, it doesn't seem difficult for him to create ten civilizations at will.

The people below were so frightened that their scalps tingled and they kept calling out the name of God.

"The Lord of Civilization, Western civilization is in the hands of God."

God is always the same God, warm and kind.

He looks at this world and judges injustice based on his own standards of good and evil.

So much so that the image of God appears in countless film and television works.

The black God in "Bruce Almighty" who breaks racial stereotypes.

The image of the absolutely authoritative "Punisher" in "The Tenth Commandment".

The absolute manipulator behind the scenes in "Constantine"...

There are so many, God's impression can permeate any field.

The ultimate point of all these fantasies is the absolute power of God.

"Ten civilizations. If I hadn't been facing you, I would have really doubted whether there really is an omniscient and omnipotent God in this world."

Su Ming snorted coldly and rushed forward with his hands opened and closed.

First I picked the oldest, the mother civilization, the Olmec!