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

Gu Xu's eyes instantly turned fiery.

That's absolutely incredible!

Imagine if you could just throw out any skill in the future, even if you were blindly throwing it around, as long as you had this causal lock-on, wouldn't the enemy become a sitting duck?

This is a great thing, you shouldn't miss it.

Gu Xu even slaps himself twice while sleeping.

"Feed".

Gu Xu leaned slightly in mid-air, looking down at Tires.

The tone was as casual and relaxed as if asking an older woman at the market how much cabbage costs per pound.

Tires shuddered and opened his mouth to speak.

But he found his throat so dry that he could only make a "clucking" sound.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just asking."

Gu Xu chuckled softly, his eyes filled with undisguised greed and admiration: "Your talent... can it really see destiny?"

This question seems trivial.

But to Tyrese, it was no less than the death knell!

He stared intently at Gu Xu, who was so close to him, every hair on his body standing on end as if electrified.

This person, who used to pride himself on controlling fate and being high above others, is now like a quail that has been stripped naked and thrown into the freezing cold.

Aside from shivering, he couldn't do anything.

He opened his mouth wide, the air in his lungs frantically squeezing his vocal cords, as if he wanted to roar.

They wanted to question Gu Xu about his intentions, and even threatened him by invoking the prestige of the United States.

But he discovered in despair that under the absolute suppression of Gu Xu's strange domain, he couldn't even utter a single syllable.

The surrounding air seemed to have solidified into cement.

They pinned his jaw down tightly.

"Cluck...cluck..."

Tires's Adam's apple bobbed wildly, his eyes rolled back, like a dehydrated catfish that had been left on the shore to bake in the sun for three days.

Apart from a few teeth-grinding bone-grinding sounds, there was nothing else.

Gu Xu hovered in mid-air, looking down at the guy performing his crazy mime act.

His brows gradually furrowed.

"Tsk, do you have some kind of communication disorder?"

Gu Xu sighed and shook his head helplessly.

He didn't actually intend to kill him right away. After all, this was a divine skill involving the laws of causality, so he had to have a chat first, maybe even some academic exchange.

For example, ask if this skill consumes mana?

Are there any side effects?

Or how to maintain it, etc.

But judging from Tyrese's convulsive state, it's unlikely we'll get any useful information out of him.

"Forget it, you can't force things. It seems you don't want to talk about it."

Gu Xu wore an expression that said, "I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do about it." Then, the laziness in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling depth.

"Since you're unwilling to speak, I'll just have to search your head myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Xu activated his conceptual-level active skill, Abyss Mouth, without the slightest hesitation!

boom--!

As Gu Xu gave the order, the moonlight over the entire Silver Moon Flower Garden was completely cut off in that instant.

Within the already oppressive Domain of Calamity, a darkness purer than the night and thicker than death erupted without warning behind Gu Xu.

That was no longer a simple energy fluctuation, but something that did not belong to this dimension.

It's enough to plunge all carbon-based life forms into a maddening sense of high-dimensional oppression!

Accompanied by a chilling, slippery scraping sound, a colossal, indescribable phantom of Cthulhu appeared.

It was forced out of the void once again.

Tires looked up, watching in disbelief as the terrifying, all-encompassing phantom materialized behind Gu Xu.

In that instant, the string of "reason" in his mind snapped completely with a "snap".

His fate was utterly insignificant in the face of such absolute chaos and madness.

There were no screams, no struggles, and not even a drop of blood was spilled.

Just as the shadow cast by the phantom of Cthulhu completely enveloped Tyrese.

Suddenly, a gigantic maw, large enough to devour mountains, split open in the void.

All that could be heard was a muffled, nauseating "splat".

The genius from the United States, who was trying to change Gu Xu's fate just a moment ago, simply vanished into thin air.

There wasn't even a trace left, as if Tyrese had never existed in this world.

Gu Xu landed steadily on the ground and casually patted the dust off his sleeves.

Immediately afterwards, a series of crisp and pleasant system notification sounds came to his mind.

[Ding! Successfully devoured the target! Third job advancement quest "Hymn of Calamity" devouring progress updated: 2/3!]

[Ding! Conceptual-level plunder activated! New talent gained—Weaving of Destiny!]

Hearing the voice in his mind, Gu Xu couldn't help but smile wildly.

It's even more satisfying than receiving ten big red envelopes during Chinese New Year.

"That feels so good!"

Gu Xu mentally clenched his fist.

He glanced at the mission progress: 2/3. He only needed one more "divine" unlucky guy to complete this insane, world-destroying third-tier mission.

The progress was even smoother than he had expected.

Most importantly, he really unleashed this abnormal talent!

This is the loom of fate!

Who would dare play probability games with him anymore? I'll just go straight through the internet cable and modify his backend code!

And at this very moment, on the edge of the battlefield.

The geniuses from the United States, led by Caesar, and Yuri and others from the Northern Alliance were completely dumbfounded.

If Gu Xu's ability to withstand their combined attack had only shocked and amazed them, then this was a different story.

So now, when they witnessed Tires being swallowed whole by an indescribable monster.

Their worldview was like glass that had been smashed by an 80-pound sledgehammer, shattering so badly that even a complete body couldn't be pieced back together.

Yuri slumped to the ground. His rugged, rock-hard face was now filled with existential doubt.

He glanced at Gu Xu, then at the spot where Tires had disappeared, his lips trembling as if they were on a motor.

He couldn't utter a single complete word for a long time.

"A monster...that's a monster..."

Caesar's situation was even worse.

This once high and mighty "god-killer," who looked down on everyone, is now kneeling on both knees.

His eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets.

"How is this possible... Tires is gone just like that? Even his soul was eaten?"

Caesar's resolve is crumbling.

His upbringing, his lineage, and his god-killing talent that supposedly stripped away all divine authority.

Before that Sherlock boy dressed in a tattered black robe.

It's as ridiculous as playing house with toys.

That's Tires!

The US high-ranking officials cherish their chosen one immensely!

It was just crunched up like a snack?!