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

"These annoying things came pretty quickly."

Thinking of this, Gu Xu's lips curled slightly.

He originally thought that even if the false god wanted to cause trouble, it would take some time to prepare.

After all, based on the information we had previously gathered, there was a high probability that the false god was sealed at the end of the river of time.

There are countless barriers and restrictions in the way of intervening in the Blue Planet.

But what happened was unexpected; in such a short time, their proxy had already been deployed.

The efficiency is so high that it's like next-day delivery.

This caught Gu Xu somewhat off guard.

It's not that he was scared, but the timing was truly disgusting.

He is currently in a higher-dimensional secret realm.

The situation outside can only be roughly perceived through mental power.

I can't see clearly, I can't reach it, and I'm just anxious.

It's like you're taking an exam in the exam hall, and suddenly you get a message saying your house has been burgled. You know you have to go back to deal with it, but you haven't finished the exam, and the proctor won't let you hand in your paper early.

That feeling was quite unpleasant.

However, just as Gu Xu was processing the news, the blurry image in his mind changed again.

"Um?"

Gu Xu's brows furrowed even more.

Suddenly, a blood-red beam of light erupted from the location of the altar in the scene.

The beam of light shot into the sky, like a giant syringe pulled from the ground.

It pierced straight into the Northern Alliance's sky.

Then, the crimson color began to spread.

Starting from the ruins of the City of Eternal Winter, the crimson light began to spread in all directions.

The speed isn't particularly fast, but the coverage is extremely wide.

Although Gu Xu's mental power was severely interfered with by the barrier of the secret realm, he could still vaguely discern the direction in which the red light was spreading.

Part of it advanced into the heart of the Northern Alliance.

Another part crossed the border between the Northern Alliance and the Europa Federation, sweeping towards Europe.

Expanding in two directions simultaneously.

"What's this guy up to?"

Gu Xu concentrated, trying to see more clearly.

His old heart pounded twice in his chest, and he drew out another surge of spiritual energy, forcibly tearing open the crack in the barrier of the secret realm.

The image is a little clearer.

Then, he saw something that made his expression change slightly.

Within those areas shrouded in crimson light, everything living on the ground was undergoing changes.

Those ordinary people still remaining within the Northern Federation territory, those civilians who did not have time to evacuate.

Those survivors huddled in the ruins, trembling with fear.

The moment the red light swept across their bodies, they all stopped moving.

It's like someone pressed the pause button.

Then, about three seconds later, they started moving again.

But the movements have completely changed.

The body, which had been curled up in fear, stood up straight, and the head tilted to one side at an ergonomically unnatural angle.

The light in his eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by a murky, blood-red hue.

They no longer ran, no longer hid, no longer cried out.

Instead, they moved like a group of puppets on strings, their steps stiff and uniform, heading towards the altar.

Flesh and blood puppet.

Almost at the same moment Gu Xu saw this scene, those three words popped into his mind.

The agent is using some kind of power to forcibly transform all living beings within the area covered by the red light into puppets without self-awareness.

Regardless of gender, age, or race.

Anything that is alive has only two fates in the face of the red light: either become a puppet or die.

"This is fucking..."

Gu Xu's fists clenched involuntarily.

What gave him even more chills was what followed.

In the places where the red light was most intense, cracks began to appear in the space itself.

These cracks aren't very big.

However, he sensed extremely faint but very familiar fluctuations from the cracks; they were fluctuations caused by the tearing of the spatial barrier.

That guy isn't just creating flesh and blood puppets.

It seems that some means are being used to gradually tear apart the spatial barrier between Earth and the outside world.

These cracks are still very small, so small that they are almost negligible.

But if left unchecked, the red light will continue to spread.

These cracks will eventually become real fissures.

And what is connected to the other end of the crack?

Needless to say, that goes without saying.

Even a fool could guess that.

Thinking about this, Gu Xu really couldn't sit still.

But just as he was about to make his next judgment, new information came through the images in his mind.

This time, it's good news.

Although the crimson light was expanding wildly in the direction of the Northern Alliance and the Europa Federation, the speed of expansion was not unlimited.

More importantly, the range of the red light seems to have an upper limit.

After advancing a certain distance, its speed noticeably slowed down.

The red light at the edges began to thin and become unstable.

It's like a drop of ink falling into water. At first, it spreads very quickly, but as the area increases, the concentration is continuously diluted, and eventually it will stop at a certain extreme position.

Clearly, in Gu Xu's view, this scene most likely meant that the false god's messenger did not descend in his true form, but rather used a temporarily assembled body, which ultimately had limited power to bear.

This also means that there is a ceiling to the scope of his influence.

What relieved Gu Xu the most was that the red light continued to spread in the territory of the Northern Alliance and the Europa Federation.

It did not advance eastward, nor did it spread even an inch towards the direction of the Divine Xia.

"It seems this guy is either not strong enough, or he's holding back..."

Gu Xu silently breathed a sigh of relief, and his fist loosened slightly.

Whatever the reason, as long as the red light doesn't head towards Sherlock Holmes for the time being, the situation is still under control.

To put it bluntly, the fate of the Northern League and the Europa Federation...

It has absolutely nothing to do with Gu Xu.

Those demigods from Europa and the Northern Alliance were just pretending to be dead in front of him, and he had to call them up one by one to answer.

Has their hometown been ransacked?

That's what they deserve.

However, despite saying that, Gu Xu knew in his heart that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The fact that the proxy hasn't attacked Sherlock Holmes yet doesn't mean he won't in the future.

All he can do now is to finish dealing with things in the secret realm as soon as possible, get what he needs, and then rush back to Blue Star to clean up the mess there.

Thinking of this, Gu Xu withdrew his mental energy.

The blurry image in my mind shattered and vanished, returning to a blank state.

The starry sky in the secret realm once again filled his entire field of vision.

Just as he opened his eyes, a plaintive voice drifted over from the side.

"My husband..."