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

The saints of the Divine Xia camp did not mince words when they heard Gu Xu say this.

After all, they can understand the current situation on the field.

Although Gu Xu's rank was lower than theirs, his status was absolutely no less than that strange mountain of flesh, and neither side could do anything to the other.

"Walk!"

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi roared and took the lead in leaving, quickly demonstrating the decisiveness that a legion commander should have.

Upon hearing this, everyone who was still able to move immediately helped each other and fled at full speed toward the exit of the dimensional rift.

"Sister Qiong...we must believe in the young master, he can do it!"

Su Qiong was held tightly by Jiang Shu's arm as she left, turning back every few steps.

To be honest... she was very unwilling.

But she also knew very well that in their current dilapidated state, they didn't even qualify to be cannon fodder if they stayed here; they would only distract Gu Xu from maintaining the defense.

However, just as the Sherlock Holmes turned around to rush towards the exit of the rift,

The will of the abyss seems to have been provoked.

Clearly, as the ruler of the Water-Binding Clan, it does not allow its prey to escape under its watchful eye.

The other eyes on the mountain of flesh also began to open one after another, although none were as huge as the one in the center.

But it also emits a nauseating beam of polluting light.

Dozens of thick, black tentacles, as big as water tanks, shot out from the viscous body, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, heading straight for the backs of Zhou Yi and the others.

"Trying to leave? Too late! Today, all of you will stay!"

At the same time, the four demigods, including Alaya, roared repeatedly.

The demigod's essence was forcibly activated, transforming into four streams of blood-red light.

An attempt to block the exit.

"You son of a bitch! You're asking for it, aren't you?!"

Gu Xu's eyes turned cold.

Even though I'm useless and lack mana... do you think my underlings don't exist?

"Brothers, hold them off!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the bells on the bright red sedan chair rang out with a piercing sound.

Old Hei, the tomb keeper, took a step forward, and the heavy stone coffin crashed heavily into the air with a muffled thud.

The flame of the bronze lamp suddenly shot up, transforming into a gray, deathly barrier.

They forcefully blocked the charge route of the four demigods.

"Squeak squeak squeak (Eat this!)!"

Twitch let out a chilling laugh and flipped his bone staff.

Vast swaths of yellowish-green poisonous fog poured down like a torrential rain, directly covering the bodies of the demigods.

This move... caused those newly healed wounds to fester and rot again.

The momentum of progress was completely thwarted.

Facing the black tentacles that were heading straight for the saint, the figure of the ghost bride rose into the air like a phantom.

The blood-red wedding dress swelled in the wind, as if transforming into a red cloud.

Boom boom boom! ~

The black tentacles slammed into the blood-red wedding dress, but instead of piercing it, they were tightly bound by the red silk.

It makes a hissing, corrosive sound.

Thanks to the full force of Gu Xu's calamity servants' interception, a completely safe passage was forcibly torn open at the exit of the rift leading to the real world.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zhou Yi, Su Qiong, Jiang Shu, Lu Xingchen, Li Podi, and others transformed into streaks of light.

Without looking back, he plunged into the light of the exit.

They knew that this was time that Gu Xu had bought for them with his life, and there was no room for hesitation or pretense.

"Phew... They're finally gone..."

Gu Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief the moment they completely left.

Now, I have nothing to worry about.

Just now, in order to protect so many people, the Domain of Calamity was forcibly stretched to an extremely wide area.

The larger the defensive area, the more diluted the suppressive force of the rules per unit area will be.

Now that the person is gone, the pressure is really much less.

Of course, Gu Xu wasn't idle either. Taking advantage of the fact that neither side could do anything to the other, he began to observe the surrounding scenery.

The huge black column of water on the ground was still churning.

The enormous mountain of flesh, haphazardly stitched together from rotten meat and black scales, still emitted a nauseating stench.

The enormous eye at the very center of the mountain of flesh was casting a dark purple halo of gaze down upon it.

Seeing this, Gu Xu couldn't help but complain again: "Damn it, these seafoods with fish scales are really good at hiding."

"To have something like a Source-level being is simply a lack of martial ethics."

However, as Gu Xu tapped the armrest of the sedan chair lightly with his fingers, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

Then I realized that this was not surprising at all.

The Forbidden Water Clan has thrived in this deep sea for countless eons, firmly holding the position of the ocean's overlord.

Over these long years, if they didn't possess some hidden strength capable of suppressing destiny and intimidating other races, they would probably have been wiped out by other races long ago.

A race that has survived for thousands of years has a terrifying powerful backer standing behind it – that's the normal logic of a script.

Of course, Gu Xu was very clear-headed.

He may be arrogant, but he's definitely not blind.

He knew perfectly well that the disgusting mountain of flesh radiating oppressive power in front of him could not possibly be the true form of the so-called Abyss Emperor.

What does the existence of the source level represent?

That means that we have touched upon the core, essential rules of this world.

It even exceeds the current dimension's carrying capacity limit.

If that thing were truly the real entity descending, not only would this dimensional rift collapse, but even the spatial barrier outside Earth would likely crumble and shatter in an instant.

What's in front of us is at most just one of the Abyss Emperor's eyes, or a silhouette of power.

But it was precisely this point that made Gu Xu sigh inwardly.

It was merely a projection, yet it exuded an aura of power and the force of rules.

He actually managed to fight to a draw with himself at level 45.

As expected, I, the Lord of Calamity, still don't have much prestige.

Thinking of this, Gu Xu's thoughts drifted further away.

There's one more thing that I've finally come to fully appreciate.

He looked at the four Water Forbidden Clan demigods in mid-air, their eyes still burning with fervor under the protection of the red light.

Especially Alaya's face, which was full of fanaticism and greed.

What was the real purpose of these people who devoted the strength of their entire clan to launching this war that almost destroyed the Shenxia Kingdom?

It couldn't possibly be for the purpose of going ashore to sunbathe, or to seize a few human cities that are of no use to them.

All their strategic deployments and crazy actions have only one core objective: to benefit themselves.

To be precise, it was because of what Gu Xu carried on his person.

Alaya previously mentioned "the aura of a king".

Gu Xu thought of his only hidden class, "Lord of the Old Ones," and the "Brain of the Old Ones" he had recently devoured in the Silvermoon Secret Realm.

The entire logical chain was closed at this moment.

These four demigods from the Forbidden Water Clan have been stuck at this realm for far too long.

Although demigods are powerful, they are still just stronger ants in the face of true gods.

They yearn for a breakthrough...

Longing to cross that threshold that seems so close yet so far away.