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

There was no loud impact, nor any earth-shattering explosion.

The tip of the spear seemed to have struck an invisible yet absolutely insurmountable barrier.

The originally incredibly violent golden energy encountered a black hole in front of the barrier.

It is rapidly absorbed and decomposed.

Immediately afterwards, the god-slaying spear that was powerful enough to severely injure a saint, under the watchful eyes of everyone, turned into specks of golden dust, like a feather scattered by the wind, and slowly dissipated into the air.

Gu Xu turned around and looked at the distant sky.

"A sneak attack? What era are we living in? People still use that kind of trick?"

Gu Xu chuckled softly and spoke coldly.

clap clap-

A slow, steady round of applause rose from the depths of the grass in the distance.

Then, several figures slowly walked out.

The leader was a blond, blue-eyed youth who carried a spear that shone with a holy golden light.

With each step, a faint holy light emanates from beneath one's feet.

Behind him stood Tyrese, shrouded in a black robe.

And several powerful athletes from the United States.

"The geniuses of Sherlock Holmes are indeed quite capable."

Caesar stopped, a haughty smile playing on his handsome face: "To think it could block my god-slaying spear. That's quite unexpected."

The way he looked at Gu Xu was like he was looking at a slightly stronger prey.

That inherent arrogance made Lei Zhen and the others tremble with anger.

Gu Xu looked at Caesar in front of him, his face expressionless, and simply asked, "Was that shot just now intended to kill me?"

The words were spoken very softly, yet they made the surrounding air feel thick and sticky.

Caesar raised an eyebrow, twirling his spear in a graceful flourish: "So what? In the Silver Moon Realm, only the survivors have the right to discuss the rules."

"And you, Gu Xu of Sherlock, your presence is already making us feel a bit noisy."

"So, I'm going to ask you to die."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into an eerie silence.

Only the gentle breeze swaying within the Silver Moon Flower Garden remained.

"Hehe...hehehehe!"

At one point, Gu Xu smiled.

The laughter grew louder and louder, eventually even drowning out the sound of the wind.

"Perfect."

Gu Xu stretched, his bones cracking with a series of crisp sounds. "I was just worrying about where to find the remaining prey for this third-tier quest!"

"Since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, then I'll... accept it all."

In an instant, all the ghosts behind Gu Xu let out a mournful shriek.

The bells on the Styx ghost sedan chair jingled wildly, and the red veil covering the bride's eyes moved even without wind.

The calamity that had been suppressed to the extreme was completely unleashed at this moment.

"If you like to show off, then you should be prepared to fail at it."

Before Gu Xu could finish speaking, the space behind him was torn open again.

A colossal Eye of the Ancients slowly emerged from the void, within that enormous single eye.

The purple nebula is spinning wildly.

"Come on, let me see if you, this mythical genius of the beacon nation, are enough to fill my teeth."

……

Meanwhile, in the real world, the livestreaming rooms in the United States were in complete chaos.

"It's here! Lord Caesar's god-slaying form!"

"That Gu Xu is dead meat. Lord Caesar's shot had a peeling effect!"

"Sherlock's luck has run out. In the face of true strength, summoned creatures are nothing but toys."

Meanwhile, the Sherlock viewers held their breath, staring intently at the screen.

In the footage, the moonlight in the Silver Moon Flower Garden seemed to dim.

All the energy is frantically converging towards the moat.

On one side is Caesar, radiating holy light, like a god descending to earth.

On one side was Gu Xu, shrouded in black mist, as if he had awakened from his old godhood.

The ultimate clash has officially begun in this very second.

In an instant, Caesar's eyes were filled with pure golden light.

As a legendary professional in the country of the Lighthouse, arrogance has been flowing in his veins since the day he awakened.

At this moment, the spear in his hand trembled violently.

The buzzing sound caused the Silver Moon Foxes within a radius of several kilometers to explode into a bloody mist.

This shot was not merely an expression of power, but also his professional authority as a god-killer.

The moment he locked onto Gu Xu, the surrounding space seemed to be drained of oxygen, forming an absolute low-pressure zone.

Caesar exerted force from his waist and hips, his entire body becoming one with the spear, transforming into an arc of light that stretched across the sky.

The heat generated by the friction between the gun tip and the air left a fiery trail a hundred meters long under the moonlight.

The starlight grass along the way was instantly blown away by this violent kinetic energy.

It turned into countless flying debris.

The golden spear tip pierced the void, leaving a charred crack in the sky that would never fade.

This momentum has completely exceeded the normal expectations of professionals at level 30 and above.

Even Yuri, the Northern Alliance genius standing at a distance, couldn't help but widen his eyes and subconsciously tighten his grip on the Ice Crystal Battle Axe.

He asked himself, if he were facing this shot, would his absolute zero field be able to withstand such extreme physical penetration and energy burst?

The answer is despairing.

Caesar's shot possessed the characteristic of divine deprivation; any conventional defensive measures would shatter like fragile porcelain before it.

This extreme power is a killing technique that the United States has built up with countless resources.

Specifically designed to target monsters with unusual talents.

Golden lightning traversed space and arrived in an instant.

Under the blinding light, Gu Xu's slender figure appeared somewhat small, like a speck of dust in a storm.

……

Tyrese stood behind Caesar, his face, hidden beneath a black robe, revealing a cold, hard profile.

In his eyes, countless tiny gears were spinning wildly.

As the master of destiny, what he hates most are those variables that are outside of cause and effect.

In his view, Gu Xu was the logical flaw that had to be eliminated.

His hands moved rapidly in front of him, his ten fingers as slender as withered branches, each pluck as if pulling invisible threads in the air.

Tires flicked the air with his fingertips, as if playing a symphony about death and the end.

The loom of destiny is operating at overload in this very second.

In his view, the world was no longer grasslands and rivers, but a vast network composed of countless intricate lines of cause and effect.

He found the main thread that belonged to Gu Xu, and then forcibly welded it together with Caesar's spear.

The guaranteed winning entry will be activated.

At this moment, probability theory loses its meaning.

Even if Caesar's spear thrust missed by 10,000 meters, due to the pull of cause and effect...

That shot will eventually pierce Gu Xu's heart.