An Astonishing Speculation

Han Qianfang asked in awe, "Could there really be gods, my lord?"

The rest of the people looked over, waiting for the answer. On this continent, it had always been those Martial Sovereigns standing at the pinnacle and holding sway of the world. At some point in their lives, everyone had heard of the legends and stories relating to gods, but most of them were just too absurd to be believed.

Chen Dasheng's eyes were deep as he explained, "Gods are unreal. The so-called God of Slaughter actually refers to this kind of dark-purple murderous air. On the battlefield, it has a very ancient name, Ramayana, which means the power to kill everything!"

"Ramayana..." Everyone repeated the name under their breath.