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

In the realm of calamity.

Gu Xu withdrew his raised right hand, and the imposing figure behind him began to slowly dissipate.

The thick black fog receded like a receding tide.

The night sky reappeared, pitch black, with not even a single star visible, and the battlefield remained eerily silent, a silence that sent chills down one's spine.

"Splash..."

I don't know when, but it started raining again.

The rain pattered down on the scorched earth and into the riverbed.

It struck the head of every saint.

Dozens of saints stood there, mouths agape, heads tilted back, watching the dissipating blood mist in the night sky.

The shock in his eyes overflowed once again.

After all, he had just watched the entire process of Commander Gu's "slaughter" of the Source-level beings again.

From the moment the black mist rose, to the sun going out, to the black mist spreading before our eyes, and then to the corpse exploding into a bloody mist, the whole process took no more than two minutes.

But in those two minutes, an even more powerful Origin-level Dragon King appeared.

They were crushed like ants.

Indeed, at this moment, the saints of Shenxia were utterly shocked.

But more than anything, it's a feeling that's hard to explain.

"A few months."

A short while later, Zhou Yi murmured something, his voice echoing in the silence.

Lu Xingchen tilted her head and glanced at him: "What did you say?"

"I'm saying, it's only been a few months since Commander Gu transferred to his new post."

Zhou Yi repeated it again, but he couldn't hide the emotion in his voice.

You should know that every saint present has cultivated for decades or even centuries to reach this point.

Breaking through each level is a matter of life and death, and every promotion is a life-or-death struggle.

Some people get stuck at a bottleneck for ten or twenty years without making any progress.

Some people are willing to risk their lives in secret realms for a chance to break through.

And what about Gu Xu?

Just a few months ago, I was a newcomer who had just switched jobs.

A few months later, the three Source-level Dragon Kings were as fragile as paper in his hands.

This rate of growth can no longer be described as genius.

Looking back hundreds of years of history, you won't find a second one like it.

"It's more than just being recorded in history."

Li Podi pulled his Miao sword from the ground, tucked it into his waistband, and said in a complicated tone, "Any one of these incidents could be included in a textbook."

"Single-handedly killing Source-level beings? Three of them? Don't even mention the entire world, where else in the world can you find such a feat?"

None of the surrounding saints objected to these words.

Because it is true.

While everyone was reflecting on their own experiences...

Something suddenly stirred the curtain of rain overhead.

A gust of cold wind swept by.

The ghost sedan chair slowly descended from the night sky, landing silently at the edge of the battlefield.

The sedan curtain was lifted, and Gu Xu stepped out.

My feet stepped on the muddy ground, splashing up a little water.

All eyes turned to him, and then they noticed that he had something extra in his right hand.

A dark red storage ring.

It goes without saying that this was taken from Ignatius.

Gu Xu casually slipped the ring onto his finger and flexed his wrist.

Then he glanced at everyone present.

"Alright, seniors, the matter is over. Those who deserved to die are all dead. Everyone can rest assured."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of saints breathed a sigh of relief.

The feeling was like the knife that had been at my neck all night was finally removed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xingchen clasped his hands in a fist salute again: "Commander Gu, I'll say it again... we owe you a great debt tonight."

His tone was solemn, without a trace of politeness.

The other saints followed suit, some clasping their hands in greeting, some nodding, and some directly expressing their gratitude.

Although the wording varies, the meaning is roughly the same.

If it weren't for you tonight, we would all be dead here.

Gu Xu waved his hand: "Hey, what's the big deal? It's all just serving the country!"

"If you seniors say that, then it would be too formal. After all, I didn't even have a chance to thank you all when you stood up for me back then."

Upon hearing this, all the saints' eyes flickered slightly once again.

A warm feeling suddenly washed over me.

So much so that her gaze towards Gu Xu was filled with admiration.

And this kind of appreciation...

It wasn't because Gu Xu was powerful.

It was not because of his personal charisma, but because of his personal charm.

To possess such great abilities, yet remain so humble and low-key.

even……

They haven't forgotten their help in the East China Sea battle.

Light is like this...

That alone was enough to make them admire Gu Xu's personal charm.

Most importantly, he's only eighteen years old... still so young.

However, just as everyone was feeling moved, Zhou Yi spoke up: "Alright, everyone! Since Commander Gu has spoken, let's stop with the endless chatter!"

"Such a big event tonight, we should at least celebrate, right? Come on, let's go for a drink!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Upon hearing this, several other saints immediately chimed in, "After such a fierce battle tonight, it wouldn't be right not to have a couple of drinks! Commander, would you do me the honor?"

Gu Xu almost burst out laughing when he heard this.

To be honest, he really wanted to agree.

On the one hand, he did indeed have this feeling.

I've been busy for most of the night, playing in the secret realm and killing the Dragon King. I'm not physically tired, but I'm a bit mentally exhausted.

Find a place to sit down, have a drink or two, relax a bit, that would be nice.

On the other hand, a more practical reason is...

The Calamity Army is now just an empty shell.

The organizational structure is in place, the unit number is in place, and the legion commander is in place.

But what about next?

There wasn't a single soldier.

He was just wondering where to find someone.

These saints in front of us are all seasoned veterans who have been through countless battles. If we can take advantage of tonight's occasion to bring over a few of their high-level professionals.

That's how the army of calamities was set up.

But the thought only lingered in his mind before he suppressed it.

Because he remembered something more important.

The strange Izumo Fetus in the Izumo Mysterious Realm, and the information we learned from these Dragon Kings today.

All of this demonstrates that there are even more powerful beings beyond this world.

The pieces of information he pieced together gave him a very bad feeling.

Just like before a storm.

The air was thick with a suffocating oppression.

He had to get these messages back as soon as possible.

At least, Minister Li Weiguo and Minister Zhang Daoxuan.

These two people need to know immediately.

"Let's do it another day, seniors."

Thinking of this, Gu Xu smiled and said apologetically, "I still have some things to take care of tonight. I'll treat everyone when I'm done."

The words were polite, but everyone present could tell that it wasn't an excuse; there was something really wrong.

Moreover, each region's defense zone cannot be lost for too long.

The commotion tonight is quite significant, even though the source-level threat has been eliminated.

But who knows what other unexpected problems might arise?

"Since Commander Gu is busy, we can do it another day."

"Yes, yes, that's right! Good things come to those who wait. Let's get together again when we have more time!"

"If you ever need our help, just let us know."