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

The next moment, the tomb keeper raised his bronze lamp again.

This time, it's not about remaining silent.

It was for... a funeral.

Boom-!

The first bell rang.

The sound was no longer silent; it pierced directly into his soul, exploding within Singh's already shattered sea of ​​consciousness.

The protective divine light surrounding Singh, the barrier of rules that was originally strong enough to withstand a ninth-order attack, shattered like glass inch by inch under the sound of the bell.

He shuddered, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he collapsed to the ground as if his bones had been removed.

Thump—!

The second bell rang.

[Life is failing!]

Singh's originally vigorous vitality was instantly depleted by more than half.

His skin became dry and ashen, and his hair turned gray and fell out, as if he had aged decades in an instant.

All attributes are forcibly reduced by 30%!

At this point, he didn't even have the strength to move a finger, let alone resist.

He could only lie in the mud like a dying fish, watching in despair as that towering figure, like the Grim Reaper, walked step by step toward him.

Old Hei slowly bent down.

There was no emotion in those deep eyes.

He stretched out a large, calloused hand and grabbed Singh's ankle as if he were picking up a dead chicken.

then.

He untied the huge stone coffin wrapped with black chains from his back.

boom!

The stone coffin crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The coffin lid slowly slid open, revealing a bottomless darkness inside and a nauseating stench of rotting corpses.

"Entombment."

Old Hei's deep voice rang out.

Unparalleled fear finally surfaced in Singh's eyes.

He shook his head desperately, making "woo-woo" sounds. His only movable hand gripped the soil tightly, his fingernails breaking off, but he refused to let go.

He doesn't want to go in!

He could sense that once inside, it would be eternal darkness, and even his soul would be imprisoned!

He is the hope of South India!

He is Shiva's favorite!

He can't just be put into a coffin like a piece of trash!

But Lao Hei's hands were like iron clamps, completely unmoved.

"If you don't want to be dignified, then I'll help you be dignified."

Gu Xu's cold voice came through.

Without another word, Old Black used his strength to lift Singh, who was still struggling wildly, up.

boom!

Singh's body crashed heavily into the stone coffin.

Followed by.

The heavy coffin lid slammed shut.

Click!Click!

The black chains, as if possessing a spirit, instantly wrapped around the stone coffin more than a dozen times, locking it tightly.

"ah!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the thick stone wall.

The voice was filled with despair and pain.

And a kind of horror of being swallowed up.

The stone coffin shook violently a few times, as if something inside was desperately pounding against it.

But the shaking stopped quickly.

The screams also disappeared.

The entire Wangyuechuan River returned to a deathly silence.

Only that solitary stone coffin lay quietly by the lake, radiating a chilling aura that made one afraid to look directly at it.

A legendary genius, the world-destroying dancer of the South Indian Kingdom.

They didn't even have time to fully unleash their strongest trump card.

And so, she was forcibly locked in a coffin and became Gu Xu's trophy.

……

As Singh's aura completely disappeared into the stone coffin, the oppressive silence that had enveloped the Wangyue River finally receded like the tide.

The sounds of wind, water, and the low growls of unknown beasts from the distant jungle returned to this world.

But the atmosphere at the scene was even more somber than before.

Lei Zhen, Tie Shan, Qin Shuyao, Li Mu, and the other geniuses of the Divine Xia Empire stared blankly at the enormous stone coffin, their throats dry, unable to utter a single word.

That was too fast, and too ruthless.

From the moment Gu Xu gave the order to act until Singh was put into the coffin, the entire process probably took less than three minutes.

That's a mythical-level professional!

He was a world-class genius on par with Augustus and Caesar!

According to outside predictions, this was supposed to be an earth-shattering battle, possibly even one that would cause the heavens and the earth to collapse.

And the result? It was like killing a chicken.

They didn't even put up a decent fight; they were simply crushed.

"Boss... Boss..."

Lei Zhen swallowed hard, his gaze towards Gu Xu no longer just one of worship, but rather as if he were looking at a living demon god. "That's... over?"

"Otherwise what?"

Gu Xu jumped down from the sedan chair, straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes, and said with an air of nonchalance, "Do you expect me to treat him to a meal and then take him home?"

He walked up to the stone coffin and kicked it.

The stone coffin remained motionless, its interior deathly still, clearly indicating that the "Dance King" had completely passed away.

"If he can finish that dance, he might cause me some trouble."

Gu Xu curled his lip, a hint of disdain in his tone: "Unfortunately, this guy talks too much nonsense and has too much build-up. Villains die from talking too much; he should remember that lesson in his next life."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the stone coffin.

There, a teardrop-shaped gemstone floats silently.

This is the only item that dropped after Singh died (or was sealed away).

A gemstone that is entirely black and emits a faint blue light.

【Item Name: Shiva's Tears】

[Item Use: One-time consumption]

[Item Quality: Mythical]

[Effect [Destruction by Karmic Fire]: Contains a trace of [Destruction] divinity. Upon activation, it can force a judgment on a specified target (single or area). If the judgment is successful, the target's material structure directly disintegrates and returns to nothingness.]

[Note: This is a tear shed by the God of Destruction as he witnessed the end of the world. It is both mercy and the end.]

"This is good stuff."

Gu Xu's eyes lit up, and he reached out and grabbed the gem in his hand.

It felt icy to the touch, carrying a tingling energy fluctuation that stung my fingertips.

This thing has a simple and brutal effect; it's a condensed version of the "matter disintegration" technique.

Although these items are one-time use or have a cooldown period, they can be incredibly effective at ambushing opponents in crucial moments.

"Perfect timing, my sedan chair is just missing a pendant."

Gu Xu looked around and casually placed this priceless legendary item on the armrest of the Styx Ghost Carriage's curtain.

Click, the gemstone is perfectly set.

The originally gloomy red sedan chair now had an eerie blue light, making it look even more bizarre and... more expensive.

Lei Zhen's lips twitched as he watched.

Using disposable mythological props as decorations?

This level of extravagance is probably something only one's own boss would do, looking at the whole world.

"Alright, stop spacing out."

Gu Xu clapped his hands, his gaze passing over the stone coffin and landing on the BOSS on the island in the middle of the lake, who had been watching the show the whole time.

"The small fry are done, time to get down to business."

"That big guy looks like he can take a beating a bit longer than the dancing one."