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

These images, in great detail, depict his personal experiences from the past.

The scene didn't stop when it reached the part where the brain was being devoured.

The gaze continued to move forward relentlessly.

That is... the future.

Gu Xu saw that he had completed the devouring and successfully left the Silver Moon Realm, returning to the Divine Xia Empire with glory and power.

Gu Xu was shocked to find that he was not greeted with cheers of victory.

The world outside the Dragon Kingdom is already a scene of devastation.

The flames of war ravaged every inch of the land, turning cities into ruins.

In the East China Sea region, the defense line has completely collapsed.

Hundreds of millions of the Forbidden Water Clan landed like a black tsunami, flattening everything along the coast.

His eyes searched through the ruins, but what he saw was a sight that made his heart stop.

The banner of the God-Slaying Army was broken and trampled into the mud.

Tens of thousands of soldiers of the God-Slaying Army were all turned into cold corpses.

His most respected old general, Zhou Yi, had a spear piercing his chest and was nailed to the broken city wall, his eyes still fixed on the direction he had returned from.

Chief of Staff Su Qiong, the person he knew best, lay in the mud, his body mangled and broken.

That face, which always wore a smile, was now completely disfigured by the abyssal corpse poison.

Jiang Shu, who is usually carefree, has broken both legs.

He stared at the sky in despair from the pool of blood.

Not only in the East China Sea, but also along the border, armies from other foreign nations swept in, leaving the Shenxia Empire's defenses riddled with holes, countless people displaced, and the entire country in grave danger.

He watched those familiar faces turn into gruesome corpses, and saw his birthplace and the land that nurtured him become a hellish landscape.

An indescribable anger and grief fermented wildly in his chest.

These scenes are incredibly realistic.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood and the stench of burning meat.

All of this was transmitted to his nerves.

Just as his emotions reached their peak, Gu Xu suddenly felt a tearing pain in his head.

The pain was so intense, exceeding the intensity of a Bloodborne Curse attack.

He could feel his physical body simultaneously enduring this extreme pain.

The bones were groaning, the muscles were twitching.

"No...no!"

Gu Xu shook his head frantically in the darkness.

His reason struggled desperately amidst the excruciating pain, trying to see through the illusion before him: "It's not real, none of this is real!"

He roared at the void.

With such a profound foundation, the Divine Xia army is invincible!

It's impossible for the entire army to be wiped out.

It's impossible that the God-Slaying Army left not a single survivor.

These bloody scenes cut into his nerves like a rusty, dull knife.

"It's fake! It's a hallucination! This is a hallucination!"

Gu Xu roared in his mental sea, his voice hoarse.

His eyes were bloodshot from rage.

He refused to accept this future, refusing to believe that all his hard work had amounted to nothing.

He frantically urged his old heart, trying to tear apart these phantoms with that domineering rule of calamity, wanting to break this damned mental illusion.

Something that terrified him happened.

He discovered that as his emotions fluctuated wildly and his anger level soared, he did not awaken any more power; instead, he felt his immense mental energy rapidly dissipating.

His strength is waning.

What's even more terrifying is the humanity that belongs to human beings in his mind.

It is dissipating at an irreversible rate.

Those joys and sorrows, those ties to old friends, and that love for the country are gradually being replaced by a cold, empty, ancient instinct.

The angrier he became, the more he struggled, the faster he was devoured.

He finally understood what everything that had just happened meant.

That phrase, "I am you and you are me," is not communication at all.

This is a trap.

A scheme specifically designed to strip him of his last vestiges of humanity.

Use the images he cares about most to evoke strong emotional fluctuations in him, and then use these fluctuations to break down his psychological defenses as a human being.

As long as his humanity is completely erased, this powerful, divine body will be lost.

It would then naturally become the perfect vessel for the revival of that old brain.

Consciousness is becoming blurred.

The phantom of that galaxy brain was constantly expanding in his mental sea, gradually occupying all the space.

A cold divinity was taking root in his very bones.

He felt his hands and feet gradually losing control, and his anger subsided as quickly as the tide receded.

Instead, there is an absolute indifference towards all things, as if they were ants.

The name that belonged to Gu Xu was being erased little by little in this void.

"Get out!"

Gu Xu let out a roar like a trapped beast in his mental sea.

He tried to shrink his consciousness again to block out the interference of those images.

That ancient divine power is all-pervasive.

It invaded rampantly through the cracks in the Bloodborne curse and through the mental void created by his anger.

He felt that his memories were being altered.

Memories of the God-Slaying Army are being replaced by an endless deep space.

Memories of Beichuan City are turning into phantoms of the destruction of countless galaxies from eons ago.

Human emotions are the most insignificant impurities in the eyes of the gods, and this is what the brain is about to do.

It means thoroughly cleaning these impurities.

The feeling of power draining away is becoming increasingly apparent.

The Calamity Domain, which was originally powerful enough to destroy the world in its divine state, has now shrunk to a radius of less than ten meters.

The wildly thrashing tentacles drooped limply, lifeless.

Gu Xu's eyes gradually lost focus.

The black flames that once represented resilience and arrogance are now dying out inch by inch.

Instead, there was an eerie purple light, lifeless, just like that brain.

Gu Xu's lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to refute, but no sound came out.

He felt himself falling into a bottomless, icy abyss.

The surroundings grew colder and colder, and my consciousness grew fainter and fainter.

Humanity is dying. The rationality and indifference that belong to God are forcefully invading his body.

He slowly stopped struggling, and the anger on his face gradually faded.

The purple light in those eyes grew brighter and brighter, revealing a sense of annihilation overlooking all living beings. The divinity of the ancient lord was using his humanity as nourishment to complete its final revival.

"Buzz~!"

However, just as Gu Xu's mind was completely lost in thought, an invisible wave reappeared in his mind, as if time itself had stopped.

"wake up!"

The next moment, a loud shout rang in Gu Xu's ears.

The sound was incredibly loud...

And, I am very familiar with it.

"Um?!!!"

Gu Xu was startled; his almost extinguished humanity slowly returned at that moment.

He looked up blankly and was shocked to find a figure standing quietly in the boundless darkness.

There was a blinding light all around...