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

Gu Xu witnessed this horrific scene, and his soul was struck by an unprecedented and intense shock.

As he watched the monsters emerging from the corpses, their rotting tentacles and withered wings, a powerful sense of resonance, almost tearing his sanity apart, erupted from the depths of his heart.

The Heart of the Past began to beat violently in the real world, as the Calamity Pump skill brought about an overall attribute boost.

It seems that at this moment, a connection across time and space was formed with the giant in the illusion.

In that instant, a thunderbolt flashed through Gu Xu's mind.

He was absolutely certain of one thing.

That rotting corpse of a galactic giant—that's him!

Or rather, that was the initial form of the only hidden class, Calamity: Lord of the Old Ones.

The Calamity Domain he currently possesses, the Abyss Maw, and those tentacles carrying the aura of antiquity are all defective products derived from this enormous corpse.

I was actually a consciousness that arose from the decay of a god's corpse?

Gu Xu was shocked by this bold conjecture.

If that giant who created the world was him...

So, how exactly did he die?

What power could cause a perfect ruler who could create galaxies at will to die instantly, unable to even maintain his body, and degenerate into a source of calamity that breeds endless monsters?

Gu Xu's curiosity and desire to explore the unknown were completely ignited.

He knew that once he figured out this problem, he could unlock the secrets hidden behind the profession of the Lords of the Old Ones.

Gu Xu concentrated all his mental energy, enduring the pain of his soul being torn apart, and tried to push the onlookers' gaze forward again.

He wanted to break through the time barrier of the giant's last moments before his death.

Let's find out who the real culprit is that caused all this.

My gaze began to move forward with difficulty.

The surrounding starry sky transformed into flowing light, and time seemed to flow backward.

Closer, closer.

He saw the giant stop moving a millisecond before he did.

Gu Xu held his breath and stared intently at the void.

The next moment, his gaze pierced through some kind of obstruction, and he saw clearly what had happened in that instant.

With just one glance, Gu Xu's pupils dilated to their maximum size.

In the Hall of Reality, his old heart, which was beating wildly due to the calamity, suddenly stopped for three seconds!

An indescribable chill seeped into my bones, freezing my thoughts.

It was... an extremely fine crack, from which a thin gray line hung down.

This line is extremely ordinary, with no regular fluctuations whatsoever.

There was no terrifying aura that made people tremble.

It fell so lightly, piercing through the giant's seemingly impenetrable divine body.

The giant's movement froze instantly.

Gu Xu's old heart, which was pumping wildly, stopped beating uncontrollably at this moment.

As the thin gray line pierced through, the giant's life force, capable of creating everything, was instantly severed.

Immediately afterwards, a monosyllabic word devoid of any emotional fluctuation suddenly rang out in this airless abyss of space.

"clear."

There is only one word.

There was no room for the giant to resist, nor was there any explanation.

The ruler who could crush galaxies with a flick of his wrist had his core energy source extinguished instantly, and his perfect body began to decay at an illogical speed, eventually turning into a calamity breeding ground for countless mad monsters.

The so-called Lord of the Old Days, the so-called endless calamities.

It was nothing more than scraps that were casually cleared away by those in high positions.

That kind of annihilation method that transcends everything made Gu Xu, who was in a state of deification, feel an unprecedented sense of insignificance.

The illusion ended abruptly there.

The boundless darkness receded rapidly like a tide, and the icy blue jade palace once again filled Gu Xu's vision.

The once empty deep space around them was replaced by magnificent carved railings and jade steps.

Queen Silver Moon remained standing quietly before her throne atop the ninety-nine steps, her clear, deep eyes calmly fixed on Gu Xu.

Not far away, Lei Zhen, Qin Shuyao, Tie Shan, and the others were anxiously looking up at the sky.

No one knows what Gu Xu went through in those brief few seconds.

All they saw was that the major general, who was always decisive and invincible, suddenly froze on the spot.

Gu Xu hovered in mid-air, his chest heaving violently.

He took deep breaths of the air in the hall, trying to calm the oppressive feeling that was almost suffocating.

However, that sense of oppression was something that could not be shaken off no matter what.

At this moment, Gu Xu ignored the worried calls from his teammates below, and paid no attention to the meaningful gaze from the Silver Moon Queen in front of him.

He slowly lowered his head, looking at his hands covered with gray lines and eyeballs.

A chill that pierced the soul lingered and could not be dispelled no matter what.

trap.

The word that the Silver Moon Queen had just uttered kept echoing in his mind.

It wasn't until this moment that he began to understand.

That was more than just a simple warning.

This appears to be a hoax planned for countless eras and spanning endless years.

Gu Xu, unknowingly, was walking along the path laid out by others, right at the center of this scam.

From the day he awakened his profession, from obtaining the Domain of Calamity, to summoning those strange Servants, to the job change quests that the system forcibly issued, which required devouring divine geniuses.

All of this seems to have been preordained.

He thought he was getting stronger, but in reality he was just piecing together the rotting corpse of that ancient giant little by little.

The moment he completely completes his divine transformation and devours all humanity.

Perhaps that's when he loses his self-awareness, becomes the fallen god who is resurrected, or is once again obliterated by that thin gray thread.

The atmosphere inside the main hall was extremely quiet.

The air was so heavy it was hard to breathe.

Gu Xu slowly raised his head, and in his eyes, which were originally filled with indifference and rationality due to his deification, a terrifying black flame was now burning.

He looked at the Silver Moon Queen in front of him, his voice low.

"What exactly do you know?"

Queen Silvermoon remained silent for a moment. A hint of helplessness appeared on her exquisite face, and she sighed softly.

I don't know more than you do.

She slightly raised her chin, her voice ethereal and otherworldly: "I am merely a remnant soul who witnessed Ragnarok, trapped in this secret realm, watching the passage of time. But one thing I am certain of."

She paused for a moment, her gaze becoming incredibly sharp, piercing straight into Gu Xu's eyes.

"The moment you complete your final devouring and ascend that throne will mark the beginning of the old order's resurgence and the return of calamity to the universe. Your will will be replaced by ancient instincts, and you will no longer be yourself."