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

The moment Gu Xu fixed his gaze on Zogra, he stopped arguing and didn't say another word.

They launched a direct and ruthless attack.

Beneath his body, the dozens of thick tentacles, strong enough to pierce through mountains, trembled violently, then shot out like a volley of arrows toward Zogra's enormous projection in the sky.

The speed was so fast that even a Saint-level professional could see the trajectory of the attack.

The moment the saint regained his senses, he only saw the black tentacles tearing through the air and ripping apart the clouds.

Wherever it passed, the dark red sky that shrouded the blue planet was torn apart like a thin sheet of paper.

The red fragments scattered and fell, silently disappearing into the vacuum.

The moment Gu Xu's tentacles pierced the starry sky, Zogra's projection reacted, if before it had been maintaining a kind of "slowly squeezing in" posture.

So now, the moment it felt the ancient power coming head-on, it went completely mad.

The enormous, dark red mass of flesh, so large it blotted out the stars, began to writhe violently, its surface covered with tens of thousands of eyes that simultaneously widened, their pupils contracting wildly.

Countless tentacles shot out from its edges, heading straight towards Gu Xu.

Two forces collided in the sky above the Blue Star plane.

"boom--!"

This sound can no longer be described as merely "loud"; it was the death knell that made everyone subconsciously believe that the world was about to end.

Visible to the naked eye, black tentacles and dark red tentacles were frantically fighting in the void.

Each collision would explode into a storm of energy, a mixture of black and dark red, at the point of intersection.

The storm spread in all directions, shattering space and folding dimensions wherever it passed.

The timelines were briefly disrupted.

The result of the collision of higher-dimensional forces was fully demonstrated at this moment.

Gu Xu, who had just clashed with Zogra, instantly sensed the power of the ancient false god.

To put it bluntly, even if this is just a projection, Zogra's power far exceeds the limits of this plane.

The energy density carried by each tentacle is enough to annihilate a small plane.

Not to mention the "rule-based erosion" effect that comes with the surface of those tentacles.

Anything it touches will be forcibly erased and turned into "nourishment" for the Devouring Gods.

The problem is, the Realm of Calamity is not to be trifled with either.

When Zogra's rule-erosion struck and reached the boundary of the Calamity Realm, the ancient entities of the Calamity Realm also revealed their domineering side.

Similarly, they completely devoured the opponent's rules.

In other words, the confrontation presented a rather violent tug-of-war situation.

Both sides were frantically expending and devouring each other, but neither was willing to back down even a step.

Black and dark red intertwine, tear, and collide wildly in the sky above Blue Star.

The consequences of this collision were catastrophic.

The earth was the first to suffer.

When two forces collide at high altitude, the spillover shockwaves act like invisible hammers, crashing down on the ground wave after wave.

The Northern League's lands were the first to be affected.

The earth was trembling and tearing apart.

"Snap—!"

A massive crack began to spread from the center of the ruins of the City of Eternal Winter, extending wildly in both the east and west directions.

The crack width rapidly expanded from an initial few meters to tens of meters, hundreds of meters, thousands of meters...

Deep within, there is churning magma and distorted spatial turbulence.

Then came the second, the third, the fourth...

Countless cracks simultaneously burst open across the entire continent, as if the earth itself could not withstand the pressure from the sky and was "releasing pressure" in this way.

Mountains are breaking apart, rivers are changing course, and oceans are churning.

Those Northern Alliance citizens who had already become flesh and blood puppets were now falling into the cracks in droves.

They were unconscious, unable to call for help, and simply fell into the abyss like rag dolls, disappearing without a trace.

In the distance, Ivan and his two companions watched the dramatic changes on the ground beneath their feet, their faces filled with terror. They wanted to do something, but found that in the face of a battle of this level, they couldn't even protect themselves.

The moment the aftershocks swept over them, they were already severely injured and almost fell into a coma.

Frankly speaking, at this moment, the scale of this battle has completely exceeded the limits that this plane can bear.

If at this moment, there were eyes that could transcend the Blue Star plane and observe this battle from a higher dimension.

It will see a scene that would make any higher-dimensional being take notice.

Inside the rift, the collision of two forces is producing a violent chain reaction.

The spilled energy shockwaves exploded like bombs on the spatial barrier of the Rift Abyss.

And the interior of the Rift Abyss contains more than just the Blue Star plane.

Those lower-dimensional planes, large and small, are like small boats being swept up by giant waves.

The planes closest to the battlefield collapsed the instant the aftershocks swept over them.

The entire plane shattered into countless points of light from the inside out, and was then swept away by the energy storm, dissipating into the void.

The chain reaction continues.

The second, the third, the fourth...

One after another, lower-dimensional planes were destroyed in the aftermath of this war of gods.

They didn't even have a chance to let out a "waile" before their existence was silently erased, much like the divine realm that the Star Piercing Legion once trampled through.

At the same time, the Rift itself became more unstable in this clash of forces.

The spatial barrier, which already had cracks, was now collapsing at an accelerated rate, with the entire crack violently shaking as if it might break in two at any moment.

This battle is no longer just a contest between two individuals.

It is changing the landscape of the entire star system.

……

Meanwhile, deep within the starry sea, countless billions of miles away from the Rift Abyss.

Lorian Scarlet is still running.

His figure flickered and leaped among the stars, moving so fast that even light could hardly track his movements.

His white cloak rustled behind him, its silver patterns shimmering continuously, providing him with stable protection and acceleration.

His destination was clear: the nearest Starfall Divine Realm outpost.

However, the expression on his face was still not good.

Based on his current speed, even if he travels at full speed without rest, it will take him at least seven days to reach the outpost.

Seven days.

For a level 120 Starsea Ranger, seven days is not a long time.

However, for what is happening inside the Rift, seven days could mean too much uncertainty.

After all, with the resurgence of higher-dimensional power in the star field, anything can happen.

If this isn't dealt with promptly, not only will the entire Starfall Divine Realm be affected...

Even star systems under the jurisdiction of the Star Council are very likely to suffer severe damage.