"Those ugly creatures have come. They are unworthy of being called gods, and we must fight for the dignity of the gods."

"No, they are too powerful."

"If we don't uphold our dignity, can we still be called gods?"

"But sacrificing for dignity only invites mockery."

"Enough."

Comus Camenpus descended from the throne. The king of the Mayan pantheon had a tall and majestic body, with most of his skin exposed, exuding a wildness with his gray-black skin.

He looked at the wriggling creatures outside the palace,

the gods known as the ancient dominators.

"I agree with the God of Fury. Those ugly monsters are not worthy of being called gods."

The God of Wisdom, Skael, sighed lightly, "All shall follow the guidance of the King of the Gods."

Comus Camenpus stepped out of the palace, wielding his scepter, and hissed, "Annihilate these monsters! For the dignity of the Mayan pantheon!"

Fiery rays leapt out from the scepter in Comus Camenpus's hand, striking the wriggling creatures, piercing them with holes one after another. Green blood sprayed onto the ground, corroding the earth and creating craters.

The God of Fury swung his fists full of divine power, shattering the monsters with each blow.

The God of Wisdom, Skael, chanted a spell, and a sandstorm appeared in the sky.

However, after the monsters were shattered, the fragments fell to the ground and transformed into small pustules, growing back to the size of small hills within minutes.

"Doom has arrived. This planet shall face judgment."

A massive fireball fell from the sky, smashing into the ground and creating a huge crater. The fireball seemed to have a life of its own, a constantly writhing giant figure, like a sun on land.

"I am Cthugha. Call me Ktugachar. I have traveled 25 light-years from the North Star Sect to grant you judgment."

Countless small orbs of light flew towards the Mayan gods surrounding Ktugachar. The terrifying heat fell upon the Mayan gods, and their screams filled the air.

Seeing this, Comus Camenpus pointed his scepter towards the sky, and dark clouds gathered, releasing raindrops.

"How can raindrops cool temperatures of millions of degrees?" Ktugachar sneered.

Comus Camenpus closed his eyes tightly. After a long while, when he opened them again, numerous blood-red runes appeared in his pupils. He exerted great effort to reach into his chest and took out his heart, throwing it into the air.

The translucent diamond heart floated and swayed in the air, and countless runes were reflected in Comus Camenpus's eyes, forming countless entities circulating between heaven and earth.

With the song emanating from Comus Camenpus's chest, the countless runes clashed like frenzied beasts, disregarding friend or foe. Each collision caused a torrent of blood.

December 30, 3000, the miracle of the gods. The Cthulhu pantheon launched a massive attack on the American continent, and the Mayan pantheon fought desperately, annihilating several foreign deities. In the end, Comus Camenpus, the creator of the gods, perished, and the gods perished with him.