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

so horrible.

That sense of oppression didn't come from Gu Xu himself at all.

It comes not from the silent scenes of killing.

How could one person defeat a level 15 elite BOSS known for its defense in such a short time?

They didn't even leave a complete corpse?

"Captain... what do we do?"

The priestess standing at the very back of the line was a woman. Her voice trembled slightly as she gripped her staff tightly: "Should we fight?"

And that captain is an S-rank Swift Wind Swordsman.

At this moment, I was also sweating profusely.

His palms, gripping the longsword, were sweaty and slippery, making it almost impossible to hold the hilt.

As an S-class genius, his perception far surpasses that of ordinary people.

That's why he could feel how terrifying the boy in front of him was.

Although he couldn't see the face of the red-clad female ghost, the chilling aura emanating from her made him feel as if he were standing naked in the freezing cold.

The large rat gnawing on a bone made him want to vomit up everything he had eaten yesterday.

"Fight? With what?"

He was screaming internally, but he knew he couldn't back down.

Behind them was the live monitoring system of the viewing platform.

If they are scared away before even engaging in combat, the Seventh Legion will lose all face. When they return, they will be lucky to avoid being criticized and condemned, let alone receiving preferential treatment in terms of resources.

"Don't panic!"

The captain forced himself to calm down, gritting his teeth and growling, "He just finished fighting a boss, his skills are definitely on cooldown! And that's a summoner class, his physical body is probably very fragile!"

"As long as we bypass the summoned creatures and directly kill the main body..."

His voice stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking.

Because Gu Xu moved.

Gu Xu didn't give them any time for a pre-battle mobilization meeting.

"So slow!"

With a wave of his hand, Gu Xu released the strange bride that had been floating behind him.

His figure instantly became illusory.

Meanwhile, Tucci, who was on the ground, let out a sharp, piercing laugh, threw away the half bone in his hand, and with a flicker, transformed into a green shadow and disappeared into the ground.

"Let's do it!"

Gu Xu uttered two words calmly.

The new captain of the Candle Dragon Legion's pupils suddenly contracted.

The sense of impending death made the hairs on his body stand on end.

"Protect the priest! Focus fire..."

"boom--!"

Before he could even give his full instructions, a chilling, resentful aura instantly enveloped the entire area.

[Love and Hatred Lock] activated!

In an instant, the five team members felt their bodies suddenly sink, as if they were carrying a heavy burden.

The power that was originally abundant in the body.

It felt like half of it had been forcibly pulled away by an invisible giant hand!

The attribute panel, which was originally around level 11, plummeted instantly!

That feeling was extremely uncomfortable, like an adult suddenly turning into a helpless child.

The weapon in his hand became incredibly heavy.

The flow of magic within the body also became dry and sluggish.

"My power... what's going on?!"

The shield warrior in the front row screamed in terror, his massive shield now almost too heavy to lift.

"My casting speed has slowed down!"

The monk turned ashen-faced.

Gu Xu stood not far away, watching the group of "geniuses" who had fallen into panic with indifferent eyes.

In his view, the attribute panels of these five people had experienced a precipitous drop.

Originally a level 11 professional.

At this moment, in his judgment, its overall strength is even inferior to that of a level 5 beginner monster.

"This is conceptual-level suppression."

Gu Xu gently shook his head: "Really...too weak."

They're not even as good as elite monsters.

Watch out behind you!

The captain suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.

But it was too late.

That blinding crimson hue had already appeared like a ghost at the very back of the group.

The Bride of the Ghosts didn't need to make any extra movements; she simply extended her arms quietly.

He gently placed his hand on the female pastor's shoulder.

Icy cold, a cold that seeps into your bones.

The female pastor hadn't even had a chance to scream.

Her health bar was emptied instantly!

"Bang!"

A dazzling white beam of light descended from the sky, triggering the secret realm's protection mechanism.

In the instant before suffering fatal injury.

The female priest was forcibly teleported out of the battlefield.

Sold out instantly!

There wasn't even time to react; it was the only healing point for the five-person team.

It evaporated without any warning.

"Xiaoya!!"

The remaining four people shouted.

Fear and anger intertwined, impacting their reason.

Before they could even recover from the shock of their teammate's sudden death...

A nauseating stench suddenly erupted in the center of the crowd.

"Cough cough cough—!"

The dark green poisonous fog erupted from the ground without warning.

The remaining four people were completely enveloped inside.

"Ouch! My face! It hurts!!"

The archer suddenly let out a scream.

He dropped the longbow in terror and covered his face with his hands.

On his exposed arms and neck, the skin began to turn red, blister, and then ulcerate and ooze pus at a visible speed.

My health is dropping like a leaky bucket!

[Decay Aura] stacked with [Highly Toxic Infection]!

With their attributes reduced by half, their resistances had already plummeted to rock bottom.

Twitch's toxins were...

It's tantamount to splashing concentrated sulfuric acid directly.

"There's no point in fighting them!"

The captain's eyes were bloodshot, clearly indicating that he had been driven to the brink of despair.

He knew he couldn't escape...

In this state of deceleration and weakness, turning around and running away is tantamount to handing your back to death.

"Swift Wind Slash!"

He roared, burning the little magic power he had left, and his longsword drew a cyan wind blade.

He slashed at the red-clad figure without regard for anything else.

At the same time, the mages and shield warriors launched a desperate counterattack.

"Exploding Fireball!"

"Shield Slam!"

Three attacks, carrying their last hope.

It slammed hard into the ghost bride.

However, the next second...

What happened next brought them utter despair.

The wind blade passed through the red dress as if it were passing through a wisp of air.

The fireball touched the wedding dress the instant...

It was completely swallowed up by that resentment, without even a spark flying.

As for that powerful shield bash...

It felt like hitting cotton, with absolutely no impact.

【immunity】!

【immunity】!

【immunity】!

A series of glaring white characters floated above the bride's head.

"How... is this possible..."

The captain's longsword froze in mid-air, his eyes glazed over.

What kind of monster is this?

Physical immunity?

Magic immunity?

How can we fight like this?

Isn't this cheating?

"Squeak—!"

The mocking laughter rang out again.

Twitch, who had been hiding in the shadows, finally revealed his true colors.

It suddenly detonated the toxins that had been accumulating in everyone's bodies for a long time.

"boom--"

This wasn't an explosion, but rather a burst of excruciating pain from within the body.

The remaining four people suddenly went black as they simultaneously suffered from three negative statuses: blindness, paralysis, and weakness.

They were like puppets with broken strings, collapsing to the ground, writhing in pain and wailing in the mud.

The excruciating pain of your body slowly melting away.

They wished they could die immediately.