The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

"variable?"

Caesar sneered, his spear thrusting out and piercing the Lava Lord's already brittle core: "Just a guy who relies on summoned creatures to wreak havoc!"

"When I meet him on the next floor, I will personally strip him of all his reliance and make him kneel on the ground begging for mercy."

Just then, a grand yet cold announcement suddenly resounded throughout the entire Silver Moon Realm.

[Announcement: The Divine Sherman Empire team has become the first to defeat the first area's gatekeeper boss! First clear reward: 8% increase in national fortune!]

Caesar's thrusting spear suddenly stopped.

In that instant, the arrogance on his face froze, replaced by an incredulous look of astonishment.

It then quickly turned into a dark anger.

"What?!"

Caesar whirled around, staring at the golden lettering in the sky, his eyes blazing with fury. "Shellshire? Number one? How is this possible! We were just about to meet the boss, how could he have already killed them all?!"

He couldn't accept it.

As the strongest "god-killer" in the United States, he swept through the land with almost no pause.

I thought he was the only one who could be the "first blood".

But now, reality has given him a harsh slap in the face.

Gu Xu, whom he thought "only knew how to hide behind his summoned creatures," was actually faster than him!

And it's much faster!

"Tires! What's going on? Why is he faster than us?"

Caesar gritted his teeth, his face turning a deep red like a shrimp.

A hint of seriousness flashed in Tyrese's eyes, hidden beneath his hood. He looked at the suddenly snapped thread of fate at his fingertips and said in a deep voice, "His speed defies common sense... It seems we need to speed things up. Although the first-clear reward doesn't affect subsequent clears, the glory of the Beacon of Light cannot allow us to fall too far behind."

"Hmph! I know that without you telling me!"

Caesar roared and unleashed his fury on the monsters that had spawned in front of him.

"Go to hell!!"

……

Meanwhile, tranquil wetlands.

In stark contrast to the sweltering heat of the Lava Path, this place is a desolate swamp.

Thick fog blanketed the area, and poisonous insects roamed freely.

However, at this moment, this wetland, which should be full of danger, is eerily quiet.

The air here seems to have been sucked out.

In the middle of the swamp, a shirtless, dark-skinned man is dancing.

It was none other than Singh, a legendary genius from South India.

His dance steps were not graceful; in fact, they could be described as bizarre.

His limbs were twisted at angles incomprehensible to ordinary people, and each step he took created a black ripple on the muddy swamp.

Opposite him was a highly venomous hydra with nine heads.

This level 60 boss, which should have been incredibly ferocious, now seemed to be undergoing some kind of extreme torture.

Its enormous body is gradually "disappearing".

It was neither cut off nor burned.

Instead, it begins to crumble like a pencil drawing being erased by an eraser.

Singh closed his eyes, and the crack on his forehead twitched slightly, as if a terrifying eye was peering into the world.

His movements became faster and faster, and large areas of the surrounding space began to collapse.

This is his profession—the World-Destroying Dancer.

Within the range of his dance steps, the structure of matter is forcibly deconstructed, returning to nothingness.

"Destruction...is only the beginning of rebirth..."

Singh murmured in a dreamlike voice, immersed in his own rhythm, a sacrificial dance dedicated to Shiva.

Just as Hydra was about to be completely annihilated, the announcement regarding the First Communicator of the Divine Summer was made.

It abruptly broke the deathly silence here.

Singh's dance steps suddenly stopped.

The feeling was like having a powerful symphony forcibly unplugged.

As the dance stopped, the disintegrating hydra let out a piercing scream.

The remaining half of the body crashed heavily into the mud and water.

Singh slowly opened his eyes. His dark eyes had no pupils, only an endless storm of destruction swirling within them.

"Sherlock...Gu Xu..."

"You interrupted my ritual dance... What an impolite person."

Singh tilted his head, and his neck cracked a series of times.

He didn't fly into a rage like Caesar; instead, he revealed a chilling smile.

"But it's okay, the fastest-moving insects are often the ones that die the fastest."

"I hope your bones are a bit harder than this worm, otherwise... it would be too boring if you turned to ashes before I finished my dance."

……

Meanwhile, on the other side, in the raging Gobi Desert.

Amidst the swirling yellow sand, a burly man as tall as an iron tower was wrestling bare-handed with a rock giant.

That's Yuri from the Northern League.

He didn't use any weapons; his fists were the most terrifying battering rams.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the rock giant's incredibly hard chest was shattered by his punch, sending debris flying everywhere.

Upon hearing the announcement, Yuri paused slightly, then grinned, his breath instantly condensing into ice crystals in the gale.

"Ha! Interesting! This Shearer kid is something else!"

Yuri's eyes flashed with fanatical fighting spirit. He grabbed the rock giant's head and twisted it off with brute force.

"I thought this would be boring, but I didn't expect there to be such a master."

"Gu Xu, is it? Just you wait, I'm coming to give you a good wrestling match!"

……

Over the next half hour, several announcements rang out in succession over the Silver Moon Realm.

[Announcement: The Lighthouse Nation team has successfully defeated the first area's gatekeeper boss! Reward: 7% increase to all team attributes!]

[Announcement: The Northern Alliance squad has successfully defeated the first area's gatekeeper boss! Reward: 7% increase to all team attributes!]

[Announcement: The South Indian Kingdom's team has successfully defeated the first area's gatekeeper boss! Reward: 7% increase to all team attributes!]

Although the geniuses from the major powers started a little slower, they still demonstrated extremely terrifying dominance by relying on their respective god-like professions, and successively crushed the BOSS of the first level.

In the live broadcast rooms outside, viewers from various countries cheered with joy.

Although they were a little disappointed not to receive the national fortune reward for the first clear, the strength shown by their own genius still filled them with confidence.

Especially those geniuses.

After defeating the BOSS, they showed no signs of fatigue; on the contrary, they were all full of fighting spirit, and their eyes were all turned to the portal leading to the second area.

In their view, falling behind in the first level was simply a matter of luck regarding teleportation location and BOSS mechanics.

The real contest has only just begun.