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

"Old Zhou, where is this?"

After holding back for a while, Li Podi leaned close to Zhou Yi and asked in a low voice, "Are we all reporting to the underworld?"

Zhou Yi glared at him irritably: "Bullshit, can't you use your brain? If you were dead, could you feel the magic still coursing through your body? Look over there, who's that?"

Everyone followed Zhou Yi's gaze.

Alaya, along with three other demigods of the Forbidden Water Clan, was suspended in mid-air.

He looked at them with an extremely constipated and terrified expression.

"Alaya?"

Zhao Yuanlong was stunned: "He...how is he still here? Did my explosion take him with me? No, wait, this bastard looks like he's still alive?"

Lu Xingchen was a calm person. He frowned and carefully sensed the airflow and residual patterns around him.

"This isn't the underworld; this is the real world."

Lu Xingchen's tone was filled with undisguised shock: "We're not in any danger. Or rather, we were indeed in danger, but were forcibly rescued?"

"Save them?"

Gu Liuchen swallowed hard. "Commander Lu, you've gone too far with this joke. Is there any hope of saving him?"

Su Qiong was now fully awake.

She remembered that she was seriously injured and sent to a rear hospital. How did she end up back on the front lines now?

Moreover, his physical condition was surprisingly good, and he didn't feel tired at all.

Jiang Shu stood beside her, tugging at her sleeve, and whispered, "Sister Qiong, have we been caught in some high-level illusion? This is too fake."

That's so fake.

For this group of people who had endured mountains of corpses and seas of blood and were determined to die, such a complete resurrection was even more outrageous than a foreign invasion of the interior.

Their memories and cognition have become severely disconnected.

One second they were facing life and death, and the next they were sacrificing themselves for their country.

The next second, everyone was standing there in a daze.

Who did it?

Just when everyone was completely bewildered and full of questions, even the demigod of the sea race on the other side dared not make a move.

Suddenly, a strange and mournful suona sound rang out in the sky.

One hundred and eight pale-faced, red-clad ghosts, dressed in bright red robes, stood quietly on both sides of the wedding procession.

In the middle was a large red sedan chair radiating terrifying high-dimensional pressure.

The bright red sedan curtain was lifted by a hand, revealing the relaxed smiling face of the young man inside.

Gu Xu sat in the sedan chair, looking very relaxed.

He looked down at the group of old comrades and seniors who were standing there in a daze.

The huge weight that had been hanging over my heart finally lifted.

He was usually a carefree person, but when he saw the news of his comrades' deaths in that godforsaken place, the Dark Side of the Moon, he really went crazy.

Watching them standing there pinching each other's thighs, Gu Xu felt that all the suffering he endured and the huge drain on his mana was worth it.

But even though she was happy inside, she still had to keep a straight face.

Having just saved the day, the level of sophistication must be maximized.

Gu Xu cleared his throat, leaned forward slightly, and glanced at the familiar faces below.

The sound, amplified by the Domain of Calamity, was neither too loud nor too soft, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Welcome back, esteemed seniors."

Gu Xu's tone was very casual, even carrying a hint of youthful banter.

"I went to great lengths to snatch you back from the clutches of the King of Hell. You'd better settle this score with me later."

The moment that sound was uttered, the entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

That wasn't some majestic divine declaration, nor some cold rule reminder; it was just the language of a living, breathing, even slightly cheeky, human being.

All eyes immediately turned to the large red sedan chair in the sky.

They saw those hideous ghosts and that terrifying black mist.

But the most eye-catching thing was the young man in the black robe inside the sedan chair.

Zhou Yi's eyes widened suddenly, almost popping out of their sockets.

Zhao Yuanlong pointed to the sky, his hand trembling, his lips quivering, unable to utter a single sentence: "That...that is..."

Li Podi rubbed his eyes so hard he almost gouged them out.

Su Qiong froze on the spot, her eyes instantly reddening as she stared at that all-too-familiar face.

That was the junior she had the highest hopes for, the boy she had originally planned to treat him to a celebratory drink after the war.

Jiang Shu covered her mouth, even stopping her breathing.

After a few seconds of deathly silence.

In the quiet, cracked space, a voice suddenly broke out:

"Your Highness!!!"

That shout was like lighting a powder keg.

Immediately afterwards, a tremendous uproar erupted from the entire Sherlock Holmes camp.

"That...that's General Gu!"

"Gu Xu? That genius major general from the God-Slaying Army!"

"He...wasn't he supposed to be in the Silver Moon Realm? How come he's here now?"

"No...no, how can he even bring us back from the dead? This is...he's become a god?"

"It really is him! Our youngest general in Shenxia, ​​I saw him at the award ceremony!"

The scene below was in complete chaos. Some people were laughing wildly, some were wiping away tears, and some were jumping up and down. But most people were shocked!

All the confusion from before vanished the moment they saw Gu Xu.

Although everyone still doesn't understand how Gu Xu did it, as long as they know it was him, that's enough.

This is one of their own people from Shenxia, ​​a top genius in their military.

At this moment, Alaya and the others, who were suspended in mid-air, suddenly felt an uncontrollable surge of anger and fear.

Today's matter seems to be in serious trouble!

Sitting in the sedan chair, Gu Xu listened to the noisy commotion below, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly again.

"Dear uncles and aunts, senior military personnel... we can catch up later."

Leaning against the sedan chair, Gu Xu said in a weak voice, "Right now, I'm a bit exhausted, so... we need to hurry. Killing a few fish is actually quite simple!"

Gu Xu's words, tinged with weakness and a hint of mockery, would normally have been met with arrogance from anyone.

But now, no one thinks Gu Xu is arrogant.

Zhou Yi gripped the broken sword tightly in his hand.

He looked up at the large red sedan chair in the sky, then suddenly grinned: "Brothers, did you hear that?! That kid Gu emptied his pockets to bring us back!"

"If these sea bastards dare to push their luck again today, I'll die with my eyes open!"

"Having died once already, what's there to be afraid of!"

Li Podi spat fiercely on the ground, and the white tiger phantom on his body instantly lit up, with violent demonic power surging within him once again.

Lu Xingchen didn't speak, but he silently drew the equipment from his waist, and a blue storm gathered around him.

Su Qiong gripped her weapon tightly, her eyes burning with intensity.

She didn't know what Gu Xu had gone through to acquire such incredible abilities, but she was very clear about one thing: the soldiers of Shenxia were never cowards who hid behind their juniors and clung to life.

Even if there are four demigods standing opposite, so what?

If you can risk one life, you can risk a second!