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

However, even in this moment of despair, the two absolute rulers of the Yalong Kingdom are still trying to resist.

They tried to mobilize their own resources to fight against this deprivation.

But soon they found that there was nothing they could do.

It's like a drowning person trying to grab onto the water; the more they struggle, the faster they sink.

Of course, it wasn't just their strength and status that were being lost; even their life force was dwindling.

Looking around, Kross's silver-white scales began to dim.

It has lost its original luster.

The dragon's body visibly shrank—from a thousand meters to eight hundred meters, to six hundred meters, to four hundred meters.

His strength was no longer sufficient to support such a large size.

Olivia fared even worse.

Large patches of grayish-green scales began to fall off, revealing withered skin covered in wrinkles, as if it had aged for hundreds of years in a very short time.

The dragon's body is also shrinking.

The two Origin-level Dragon Kings, under the shadow of the Calamity Domain, are irreversibly heading towards their demise.

Gu Xu just stood there watching.

His expression was very calm.

It could even be described as indifference.

There was no smugness, no mockery, and no superfluous emotion.

It's like watching two insects whose tails have been stepped on, thrashing about on the ground.

The realm of calamity itself represents the greatest despair for these two dragons.

Especially after breaking through to the fourth level in the Fusion Realm.

His domain of calamity expanded once more, growing stronger.

In his domain, he is the rule.

He is the ruler.

So what if there are two source-level sources?

In my field, even source-level beings are nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

As time passed, Kross's consciousness became increasingly blurred.

The voices in my head didn't stop; instead, they grew louder and more frequent.

My thoughts were shattered into countless fragments by those sounds.

Each piece was drifting in a different direction.

He wants to think, but his ability to think is being taken away.

He wanted to be angry, but his anger was being swallowed up.

He wanted to feel fear, but he could barely feel it anymore.

Everything is returning to chaos.

In his last remaining sliver of consciousness, Klose saw Gu Xu's eyes.

Their eyes lacked the warmth that humans should have.

There was only a lofty divinity, as if looking at a dying ant.

Then, my consciousness completely sank away.

"Boom!"

Finally, with a loud bang, the two enormous dragon bodies crashed to the ground.

It crashed onto the scorched earth ravaged by war, raising clouds of dust.

Two Origin-level Dragon Kings.

He just collapsed like that.

There was no earth-shattering final battle, no back-and-forth exchange of forbidden spells.

They didn't even exchange a single move.

From beginning to end, Gu Xu only did one thing—expand his domain.

Then, both source levels collapsed.

The result was so absurd that all bystanders felt like they were dreaming.

Dozens of saints behind the defensive line.

His expression at that moment could be described in four words—utterly dumbfounded.

Lu Xingchen's mouth opened and closed repeatedly, like a fish thrown ashore.

Li Podi bent down to pick up his Miao sword that had fallen to the ground.

My hands were shaking so badly I almost dropped it.

Zhou Yi was still sitting on the ground, craning his neck to look at the boy's back in front of him, his eyes filled with two words—outrageous.

In the distant sky, there were dozens of Saint-level war dragons.

They had already scattered and fled.

They are not stupid.

Both Dragon Kings have fallen, what are they still doing here? Waiting to die?

But can they escape?

Gu Xu shifted his gaze from the corpses of the two dragon kings and looked up at the swarm of sub-dragons that were desperately flapping their wings to escape.

His lips twitched slightly: "Who said you could leave?"

Black mist surged.

The boundaries of the realm of calamity suddenly expanded outwards.

The dragons flew less than three kilometers before crashing into the boundary of the domain.

It felt like I'd bumped into an invisible wall.

Dozens of screams echoed from the sky.

Then, everything fell silent.

Time seemed to lose its meaning at this moment.

No one spoke, no one breathed, and even their heartbeats slowed down.

All eyes were fixed on the boy's back in front of them.

He just stood there.

Standing beside the corpses of two Source-level Dragon Kings, the wind blew from the north, ruffling the hem of his clothes.

Further away, there were countless dragon corpses.

The scene was so absurd that it was unbelievable to everyone present.

I don't know how much time has passed.

It could be ten seconds, it could be thirty seconds, or it could be longer.

In short, while everyone was still in a state of collective paralysis, Gu Xu turned around.

He walked back towards the defensive line.

But it was such a simple action by Gu Xu.

It caused the hearts of dozens of saints to clench simultaneously.

Because they suddenly realized a problem.

This person is walking towards them.

The person who just killed two Source-level individuals with their domain alone is now walking towards them.

Although reason told them that these were their own people, their body's instinctive reaction was another matter entirely.

Several saints subconsciously took half a step back, then abruptly stopped.

Gu Xu walked up to the crowd and stopped.

He glanced at everyone's expressions, then raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong, esteemed seniors? Why do you all look like you've seen a ghost?"

His tone was casual, with a hint of teasing.

After those words were spoken, the room fell silent for two seconds.

But it was just this one sentence.

It instantly restored everyone's consciousness to its original state.

Sure enough... this guy wasn't a monster; he was the real Commander Gu.

However, God has returned.

But no one spoke.

The feeling was like a group of saints being forcibly controlled.

"Hey everyone, wake up!"

Looking at everyone's reactions, Gu Xu shook his head helplessly: "It's just killing two lizards, is it really that big of a deal?"

Two lizards, he said two lizards.

This sentence...

It echoed continuously in the ears of all the saints.

It made their scalps tingle!

That's a Source-level item, bro!

A genuine Source-level source!

In your mouth, they're just two lizards?

The next moment, Lu Xingchen seemed to have finally found his voice again.

But the first thing he said sounded a bit stupid, even to himself: "Commander Gu... how did you... do that just now?"

Gu Xu glanced at him, thought about it seriously for a moment, and then said, "I did it standing up."

"..."

Lu Xingchen fell silent, realizing he had asked a pointless question.

They really did it standing up.

He just stood there from beginning to end; as soon as his domain opened, both source-level beings collapsed.

This process is ridiculously simple.

But it is precisely because it is so simple that it is even more terrifying.

After all, the Source level is the undisputed ceiling in the current professional system of the entire Blue Star.

It is the pinnacle that no professional can reach in their entire life; it is the existence at the very top of the food chain on this planet.