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

Wang Cang's gaze swept across the battlefield before finally settling on the crimson sphere once more.

That thing must be destroyed.

This is the only way out.

But how do you destroy it?

Who will destroy it?

Several options flashed through Wang Cang's mind.

First, we should concentrate the strength of all forces to form a commando team and forcefully advance to the sphere.

The problem with this plan is, who will lead the assault team?

The major powers are wary of each other, and no one is willing to entrust their backs to another. Moreover, the process of advancing is extremely taxing, and whether they will still have the strength to fight when they reach the sphere is a big question.

Second, find a remote means to attack the sphere directly from here.

The problem is that the distance is too far.

With a distance of thousands of kilometers, who among those present could launch an attack that far? Moreover, with countless giants in between, any long-range attack would be intercepted.

Third: Ignore the sphere, focus on defense, and wait for the rules of the secret realm to change.

Higher-dimensional realms typically undergo phased changes.

Perhaps this is just the first stage; once we get through it, we'll enter the next stage.

The problem is, nobody knows how long they have to hold out.

What if we have to hold out for several hours?

Their territory won't last that long.

Each of the three options has a fatal flaw.

"This is troublesome."

Wang Cang frowned, thinking silently to himself.

The monsters in the first level alone are already so difficult to deal with.

With unlimited resurrections and an inexhaustible number of resurrections, along with a passive effect that strips away the rules, this design is clearly intended to deplete the invaders' combat power.

What happens next?

If these giants are merely "twilight remnants," merely "legacy guards."

What about the "blazing sun" they once served?

Although the introduction says that the master of that divine realm died in the war of gods.

However, "death" in higher-dimensional realms and "death" in the real world are two different concepts.

Who knows what else is hidden behind this?

Wang Cang took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed these distracting thoughts.

Thinking too far ahead is useless.

Let's solve the immediate problem first.

"Old Ge, Tang Yi."

He spoke, his voice low enough for only three people to hear: "I have an idea."

Both of them looked at him at the same time.

"That sphere is the key."

Wang Cang raised his head toward the crimson light: "I estimate that if we destroy it, these giants will be useless, but the distance is too far, we can't just charge in headfirst, we need to find a clever way."

He paused, his gaze sweeping towards the direction of the United States not far away.

"you mean……"

Tang Yi narrowed his eyes, as if he had guessed something.

"At times like this, don't hide anything."

Wang Cang's lips twitched slightly: "When it's time to cooperate, we must cooperate."

"But before that—"

His gaze sharpened again. "I need to confirm one thing first."

As soon as the words were spoken, the crimson sphere on the distant horizon began to brighten again.

The tenth outbreak is coming.

However, this tenth eruption was different from the previous nine. A crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the crimson sphere that was suspended at the edge of the horizon.

The light shining through the crack was no longer crimson, but a richer gold.

The gold was so thick it was like liquid, seeping out along the cracks.

The color of the air around the sphere changed.

Wang Cang's pupils contracted slightly.

He had a very bad feeling.

Sure enough, when the golden ripples spread out again, the giants that had just been killed reformed.

But this time, all the demigods noticed the anomaly immediately.

Something's wrong; these giants have changed.

The most immediate feeling is speed.

Previously, those giants moved at a constant speed, their steps perfectly synchronized, like a group of emotionless machines.

But now, their pace has clearly quickened.

It's almost twice as fast.

The original slow and forceful advance has turned into a jog.

Then came the power. Wang Cang casually threw a punch, and the giant, which should have been shattered, was only knocked back three steps this time.

Cracks appeared on the golden shell, but it didn't break.

He landed one more punch, and the giant finally exploded.

Two punches.

Before, one punch was enough, but now it takes two.

What does this mean?

This means that the defensive capabilities of these items have more than doubled.

Correspondingly, the cost of killing each Titan has doubled.

It was originally a delaying tactic, but now the efficiency of the delay has doubled.

But what truly made Wang Cang's expression darken completely was the third change.

Cooperate.

These soulless empty shells have actually started to cooperate.

The three giants pressed forward from the front, their steps staggered, forming a simple triangular formation.

One unit held off the attack from the front, while two others flanked from the sides.

The movements were not skillful; in fact, they were quite rough.

But—they are working together.

This is enough.

Because the biggest weakness of these things was that they were mindless.

A straight-line charge, a single-target attack—even a demigod could handle it with their eyes closed.

But once even the most basic tactical coordination is in place, the situation becomes completely different.

A three-on-one attack means you can no longer deal with them one by one as easily as before.

You have to deal with threats from multiple directions at the same time.

The consumption rate of the domain will increase exponentially.

"Hold."

Old Ge cursed, "These things, suddenly they've grown brains!"

Wang Cang didn't reply because he was dealing with the attack of five giants in front of him.

His gray-white domain trembled violently, repelling the five giants simultaneously.

The domain then contracted, transforming into five sharp slashes that shattered them one by one.

It was clean and efficient, but the energy consumption was more than three times that of before.

The situation on Tang Yi's side is even less optimistic.

The silver-white domain was not good at large-scale output, and it was beaten rather badly by this small-team encirclement mode.

"Old Wang!"

Tang Yi's voice came through, tinged with urgency: "At this rate, I can't hold out for twenty minutes!"

twenty minutes.

The previous estimate was forty minutes, which has been cut in half.

Wang Cang glanced around.

Not only them, but all forces are under pressure.

From the direction of the Lighthouse Kingdom, Jacob's angelic gaze was still reaping the giants, but the frequency had clearly decreased.

He began to fire selectively, targeting only those that were approaching within dangerous distance.

As for the rest, avoid them if you can.

On the Europa side, Olivier's sword was still sharp, but his movements became more frequent.

It's no longer about standing still and attacking, but about finding openings to strike while constantly moving.

To put it bluntly, they were forced to start running.

The cherry blossom country suffered the most. Asaba Sakura had completely retreated to the rear, with Yamamoto Furukawa and Hima Yuta protecting her in front, one responsible for close-range interception and the other for long-range clearing.

Even so, the three-man defensive line was constantly being attacked by the giant squad and was on the verge of collapse.

Ivan of the Northern Alliance is holding up, after all, he is a Source-level being with a strong foundation.

But his expression was also grim, because he knew very well what the outcome would be if things continued at this pace.

Everyone realized the same problem.

Going it alone is a dead end.