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

At the Supreme Command Headquarters, Zhang Daoxuan and Li Weiguo, who were reviewing documents at their desks, were suddenly startled.

The next moment, the two of them raised their heads in shock, their eyes filled with horror.

"What level of pressure is this...?"

"Why...is it so terrifying?"

Admittedly, even though the two had witnessed the terror of the false god's head, they still lost their composure when this voice appeared!

……

Outside the Supreme Command and Medical Department.

Su Qiong and Jiang Shu, who were just about to leave, also caught their breath and stared in horror at the eerie green flames that were rapidly approaching from the crack in the sky.

"What...what's going on?"

In Su Qiong's perception, although she had indeed broken through to become a Saint and become a Quasi-Saint, she still couldn't stop trembling when faced with such pressure.

It felt as if, in the next second, it would be crushed by that terrifying, ominous force.

As for Jiang Shu, needless to say, her petite body trembled like a little rabbit caught by a big bad wolf. It was a testament to her strong willpower that she didn't urinate!

"Buzz buzz buzz~!"

At that very moment, throughout Sherlock, the Sherlock demigods and the Night Watchmen, who had just returned to their respective territories, were...

They emerged from the air once more, their eyes wide with horror as they gazed at the sky.

Visibly, their energy surged violently, their respective professional domains were fully activated, and their dazzling, multicolored radiance was extremely eye-catching in the night.

Even so, the light emanating from their domain was like a firefly flickering in the eternal night, as if it would be blown out at any moment.

……

Of course, it wasn't just Shenxia; demigods and Origin-level beings from other countries also shot out from their respective bases, their gazes filled with shock and solemnity as they looked toward Shenxia.

The shock in his eyes almost overflowed.

It should be noted that the immense pressure from the high-dimensional projection yesterday was so terrifying that it made them realize what powerlessness truly meant.

But this time, I felt even more like a tiny candle flame, as if it could be blown out by a hurricane at any moment!

……

Gu Xu, the one who started all of this, was staring wide-eyed at the ceiling of the ward.

Or rather, the ceiling had long since become transparent in the face of that power.

He could clearly see something descending from the crack in the sky.

a horse.

A gigantic undead horse, as large as a small mountain, its body reduced to a pale skeleton, with eerie green flames spewing from the gaps between its bones.

On the horse's back sat a figure as tall as an iron tower.

He wore an extremely heavy, ancient black armor, covered with marks from swords and axes and dark red dried bloodstains.

The style of that armor did not belong to any dynasty in the history of Earth; it exuded a sense of vicissitude and malevolence, as if it had experienced countless brutal battles like Ragnarok.

In his right hand, he held upside down a giant lance that was over ten meters long.

The lance was wrapped in rusty chains, and drops of golden blood, shimmering with an eerie light, dripped from its tip.

Gu Xu only glanced at it before his eyes stung.

That seems to be... the blood of a god!

In his left hand, he was carrying a strange lantern.

Upon closer inspection, it was no lantern at all; it was clearly the head of a deity with its seven orifices hollowed out and a ghastly green soul fire burning inside!

But what's most chilling is what's above his neck.

There was nothing there.

It has no head.

There was only a swirling mass of black mist.

This is... a headless knight!

After the headless horseman stepped out of the rift in the sky, he made no extra movements; the skeletal horse simply took a step forward.

The next second, he ignored the rules of space and dimension and appeared directly in Gu Xu's hospital room.

That enormous body would have definitely burst this hospital room.

But the moment he arrived, the surrounding space automatically twisted and folded for him, as if the whole world was changing its rules to accommodate his existence.

"boom!"

The headless knight dismounted, his heavy armor crashing to the ground without making a sound or breaking a single tile.

He knelt on one knee and slammed the giant lance, stained with divine blood, down beside him.

The lantern with the head held in his left hand swayed slightly.

Although he had no mouth, a very deep and hoarse voice rang in Gu Xu's mind:

"Godfall Vanguard... Heeding your call, my lord."

"Um?"

Seeing this, Gu Xu swallowed hard, his whole body trembling slightly.

Should I knock?

Is this guy really that high-class?

Admittedly, Gu Xu had already anticipated this, after all, the things he had summoned before were all outrageous, so this one shouldn't be too different!

But isn't this sixth one a bit too extravagant?

Just by appearing on screen, he almost scared the souls of everyone on Earth out of their wits.

"Hey passionate horse, what's your strength? Your entourage is even bigger than mine!"

Thinking of this, Gu Xu quickly opened the other party's attribute panel in his mind.

The distorted light screen slowly unfolded before his eyes, and when Gu Xu saw the lines of text on it, he froze on the spot.

【Servants of Calamity 6: The Headless Horseman (Godfall Vanguard)】

[Level: Synchronized with Host]

[Status: Absolutely Loyal/Fanatical God-Killer]

[Introduction: He was once the sharpest spear of the ancient divine court, a forerunner announcing Ragnarok. He once single-handedly shattered the high-dimensional realms of several false gods. He lost his head, but gained absolute reason and indescribable terror in return. He wanders the dimensional rifts, solely to sever more heads of those who call themselves "gods" to fill the emptiness in his neck.]

[Entry 1: Divine Trampling (Conceptual Level): The Headless Horseman's mount, the Nightmare Bone Horse, can ignore any obstacles or dimensional barriers in higher dimensions. Along its charge path, all so-called "divine realms," "rule barriers," and "higher-dimensional force fields" will be shattered. While charging, the Headless Horseman is immune to control and confinement from any dimension. All non-friendly units that come into contact with the horse's hooves will suffer unavoidable, real trampling damage. (Note: The gods' red carpet is meant to be trampled on.)]

[Entry 2: Head Determination (Conceptual Level): The Headless Horseman, though headless, desperately craves heads. Any target locked by his [God-Slaying Lance] will no longer undergo any defensive checks; the target's [Rank] will be directly assessed. If the target's rank is no higher than the host's by three tiers, the [Decapitation] concept will be forcibly executed! Even incorporeal energy lifeforms or rule aggregates will have their connections forcibly severed. (Note: Your head looks very suitable as my chamber pot.)]

[Entry 3: Ragnarok (Conceptual Level): Targets attacked by the Headless Horseman will be forcibly branded with the [Divinity Deprivation] mark. In this state, the target will never be able to draw power from followers, higher-dimensional realms, or any external source. All healing effects will be converted into an equal amount of true damage! Furthermore, any skill cast by the target has a 50% chance to directly backfire on themselves! (Note: Without the nourishment of followers, what kind of god are you?)]