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

Moreover, Tires added a double layer of insurance to this move.

A drop of dark red blood seeped from his fingertip.

It merged into the void before it.

Countless illusory threads of cause and effect wrapped around Gu Xu's body, like a malignant sore that clung to his bones.

They frantically drilled into every pore of his skin.

This is a forced acceptance.

During the period this skill is active, Gu Xu cannot use Flash, Illusion, or any spatial displacement skills to dodge.

He was trapped in one place by fate, becoming a live target that could not move.

But of course, using this ability comes at a great cost.

Fine beads of sweat were visible to the naked eye on his forehead.

This kind of cross-class causal intervention was also a huge burden for him.

But he was very confident.

His collaboration with Caesar had enabled them to annihilate lords of much higher levels in countless secret dungeons.

This is a form of rule-based, dimensional reduction attack.

It's a gap that can't be bridged by hard work or equipment.

He is waiting.

Wait and see Gu Xu show a terrified expression in the face of that desperate fate.

Gu Xu stood still, his short black hair blowing backwards in the oncoming gust of air.

His senses were extremely sharp. The moment Tires made his move, he realized that his soul seemed to be locked in this space-time by something heavy.

That was the pull of fate.

It was as if a pair of hands were pressing down on his head, forcing him to meet that golden, god-slaying spear.

"Interesting. Is this what they call the law of cause and effect?"

Gu Xu chuckled inwardly.

His old heart was beating powerfully at this moment.

Each throb sends ancient and frenzied energy throughout the body.

The heavy pounding of my heart was like muffled thunder.

It shattered the invisible shackles that bound him.

Gu Xu didn't even glance at the approaching spear; instead, he fixed his gaze on Tires, who was casting a spell, his eyes burning with fervor: "Damn it, this is the real deal!"

To be honest, neither Augustus nor Singh's talents could provide him with the same level of benefit as this talent.

If I could really get my hands on this talent...

No matter how strong the opponent is, wouldn't that just make them a sitting duck?

However, Gu Xu's heart was burning with desire.

But that one glance made Tires feel less than pleasant.

Yes!

Just being looked at like that...

Tires felt as if he was being watched by something indescribable.

"Damn it... what on earth is this thing?"

For a moment, his heart pounded, and a faint unease began to creep into his heart.

Yuri, who was standing to the side, had no interest in playing the role of a bystander any longer.

This top genius of the Northern Alliance, though possessing the arrogance unique to northern men, was still a force to be reckoned with.

But he's definitely not stupid.

On the contrary, they are mythical figures who can carve out a bloody path through the desolate, frigid ice plains.

Its ability to perceive danger is also highly accurate.

Just moments ago, when Gu Xu casually unleashed the Domain of Calamity and instantly shattered Yuri's Frost Spikes into elemental fragments, Yuri's heart skipped a beat.

His first thought was, "What the hell is this weird thing?"

In his view, this was not the kind of strength that someone his age should have.

Even when facing that dark and deep realm, he felt as if he were facing the abyss itself.

Faced with the oppressive feeling of that ancient and unreasonable set of rules.

That was an experience he had never had since he changed jobs.

Yuri knew very well that if it came down to a one-on-one fight, he would probably suffer a major setback at the hands of this Sherlock Holmes boy.

As Caesar's god-slaying spear, powerful enough to pierce the heavens, transformed into a golden streak capable of destroying the world and hurtling away, coupled with Tyrese's insidious lock-on from behind, all this was happening.

Normally, Yuri would never have the nerve to join in on such a scene.

But at this moment, a sense of crisis from the depths of his soul told him that if he didn't take advantage of the current situation and work together to completely patch up Gu Xu's "logical loophole," he would be in trouble.

Then, they probably won't even have a chance to leave this secret realm.

"To hell with fair competition! This kid isn't even human!"

Yuri cursed inwardly, his face hardened by the cold wind, becoming as resolute as a rock.

Instantly, it was covered with hideous blue veins.

His tiger-like eyes, no longer showing the previous probing, instead revealed a resolute look!

"roar--!"

The next second, a roar, seemingly from an ancient wasteland, erupted, powerful enough to shatter the eardrums of any living being.

It erupted from deep within Yuri's throat.

The roar was powerful and carried a wild, untamed aura, as if it were capable of devouring tigers and leopards whole.

The shock caused the surrounding ice shards, which hadn't yet dispersed, to tremble wildly in mid-air.

boom--!

The frozen grass beneath Yuri's feet crumbled completely in that instant.

Centered on him, a terrifying energy surged wildly in all directions in a ring shape.

If the previous frost region only made the air colder.

Therefore, this area is now a true death zone.

Visibly, the space within a one-kilometer radius was instantly dyed a chilling ice-blue color.

All the light, all the heat, even the slightest breeze.

The moment they touched this blue energy, they were forcibly deprived of their right to move.

This is the strongest mythic talent in the Northern League.

In this realm, the thermal motion of matter's molecules has tended to cease.

Lei Zhen, Qin Shuyao, and the others felt as if their thinking was a beat behind.

My heartbeat became unusually heavy and slow, and the chill that seemed to freeze me at the cellular level felt like the Grim Reaper's scythe against my neck.

"This isn't over yet! Open it, you bastard—!"

Yuri's eyes were bloodshot, and his muscles writhed wildly like pythons beneath his taut leather armor.

Accompanied by his renewed roar.

An even more ancient and deathly aura suddenly burst forth from the void behind him.

Click, click.

That was the sound of ice freezing, crisp yet heavy.

Behind Yuri's towering, iron-tower-like body, countless azure ice crystals rapidly gathered.

In less than half a second, a huge phantom, more than ten meters tall and covered with thick ice armor, slowly took shape under the moonlight.

That was the shadow of a god.

It has no specific facial features, only a pair of eye sockets burning with eerie blue flames.

The shadow looked like a deity emerging from an unyielding block of ice.

Its entire body was covered with glistening ice crystals.

Each shard of ice gleamed with a chilling light that could pierce through the void.

The moment the phantom of the Frost God appeared, a series of ear-piercing "sizzling" sounds emanated from the edge of the Domain of Calamity.

The collision of two extreme rules caused the surrounding space to present a strange distortion.