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

It's quiet now.

Everyone fell silent again.

An even longer silence than before!

If the source of the plague is disgust, then the Bride of Terror is terror.

Then there's this big eyeball in front of me.

That's truly unreasonable.

"Defense...zero? True damage? Inability to revive?"

As Zhang Xinxin read these terms aloud, she felt her throat go dry.

Any one of these three terms is a phenomenal skill.

Now, they are concentrated on one creature.

Especially that [Vision of Truth].

What is the concept of forced defense to zero?

Even if you're wearing divine armor, it's no different from being naked in front of it.

"That's...that's too perverted..."

Su Qiong muttered to herself, "With this thing, will any assassins or tanks have a chance of survival in front of you?"

Jiang Shu no longer felt nauseous.

Faced with such absolute intensity of beauty.

Looks are all irrelevant!

"Your Highness..."

Jiang Shu looked at the big eyeball with adoration: "Even though it looks like a moldy meatball, I declare it the most handsome!"

Gu Xu nodded in satisfaction.

This "Eye of the Ancients" is practically made for dealing with enemies with high defense and high evasion.

Combined with the Bride's control abilities and Twitch's team fight poison damage.

This lineup is simply perfect.

However, while everyone was still shocked by the terrifying attributes of this new summon,

"Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—"

A sudden, piercing vibration shattered the atmosphere.

The sound did not come from the surrounding instruments.

It came from Su Qiong's wrist.

Su Qiong looked down and her expression instantly became extremely serious.

That was her military-grade special communications wristband, and the vibration frequency it displayed was—the highest level, red urgent!

This level of communication.

She is usually only contacted by the Imperial High Command in case of an emergency.

It will then be activated.

"Quiet!"

Su Qiong gave a low shout, and the crowd that had been watching the big-eyed guy immediately shut their mouths.

She took a deep breath and pressed the call button.

At the same time, the holographic projection mode was activated.

next second.

A blue light curtain unfolded in mid-air.

In the light screen, there was the second-in-command of the Empire.

Vice Minister Zhang Daoxuan.

"Old Zhang?"

Su Qiong immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Su Qiong, Chief of Staff of the God-Slaying Legion, please give instructions!"

Clearly, she also knows how to prioritize.

Zhang Daoxuan on the other side of the screen didn't waste any words, and didn't even bother with pleasantries.

His gaze passed through the screen, bypassing Su Qiong, and landed on the boy standing not far away.

"Su Qiong, I won't waste any more words."

Zhang Daoxuan's voice was hoarse and urgent: "Now that Gu Xu is with you, things are much easier! Take him immediately and head to Beichuan Province and Beichuan City as fast as you can!"

"We'll meet there!"

"Yes! Understood! Let's set off now!"

Su Qiong nodded and immediately accepted the order.

The communication ended, and the light screen dissipated. Su Qiong turned her head and looked at Gu Xu and the others behind her.

"Let's go to Beichuan."

These five simple words carry a weighty meaning.

She knew very well what "Beichuan" meant now.

That was a terrifying place where even a ninth-level saint like Lin Yuan was trapped; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a living hell.

And now, the Imperial Command actually wants to take this newcomer, who is only eighteen years old and has just completed his first transformation, away from the Imperial Command.

Which meat grinder is it sent to?

If it were ten minutes ago, Su Qiong might have reported this to her superiors, urging the military to reconsider.

but now……

She looked up and glanced at the dark clouds overhead that hadn't completely dissipated.

"A bizarre calamity..."

Su Qiong silently pondered these words in her heart.

The idea of ​​fighting poison with poison is probably what this means.

"Gu Xu".

Su Qiong looked at Gu Xu, her expression more serious than ever before.

"What's wrong, Sister Su?"

Gu Xu came to his senses, and his slightly bloodshot eyes regained some clarity.

He looks like a friendly neighborhood boy.

"We'll probably have to find somewhere else to eat this meal."

Su Qiong gave a wry smile and pointed to the communicator on her wrist: "Urgent telegram from the Supreme Command. Vice Minister Zhang Daoxuan specifically requests to see you. The location is... Beichuan City."

Upon hearing the name "Beichuan," Jiang Shu and Zhang Xinxin, who were standing nearby, also felt a chill run down their spines.

Clearly, they were also from military backgrounds.

Naturally, they could also perceive the intentions of the Supreme Command.

Gu Xu, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow slightly.

Instead of fear, his eyes flashed with a calm indifference that he had already anticipated.

"Oh? That old man is quite perceptive."

Gu Xu's lips curled up slightly, his gaze drifting casually towards the northern horizon: "Perfect timing, my wife was just complaining to me about something over there."

"Since someone's offering to pay for our travel expenses, let's go."

Looking at Gu Xu's calm and composed demeanor.

Su Qiong felt helpless.

The saying "high skill breeds boldness" and "a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger" perfectly describes Gu Xu, right?

"Everyone, get ready!"

Su Qiong whirled around and roared at the still-stunned soldiers behind her, "Within five minutes, the entire army is to move out. Target—Beichuan Province!"

"yes!"

The deafening response echoed through the sky.

……

Twenty minutes later, at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

A heavy fighter jet tore through the clouds and sped northward.

The atmosphere inside the cabin was oppressive and somewhat somber.

Su Qiong, Jiang Shu, and Zhang Xinxin sat upright, their eyes fixed on the tactical tablet in front of them.

On the screen, the real-time satellite cloud image of Beichuan City was pulsating alarmingly.

That black death zone, though it had stopped expanding outwards.

But that intense, unyielding blackness still felt suffocating.

In contrast, Gu Xu seemed to be on vacation at the moment.

He leaned back in his comfortable airline seat, holding a cup of hot coffee that the flight attendant had just brought him.

He was looking down at the land below with great interest through the porthole.

As the fighter jets approached the airspace over Kitagawa, the scenery below began to look eerie.

The once lush and verdant mountains and forests have been turned into a gray and white expanse of withered bones.

The meandering river has a nauseatingly dark green color.

Even the air was filled with a chilling atmosphere that could be felt even through the pressurized cockpit.

"This place doesn't have good feng shui."

Gu Xu took a sip of coffee and made a brief comment.

"Your Highness, you have such a big heart!"

Jiang Shu, with a bitter face, handed over the tablet: "This is the latest battle report. Saint Lin Yuan still hasn't withdrawn, and his undead army has been almost completely wiped out."

"That eerie thing called the Ghost Carriage has temporarily stopped moving, but its energy fluctuations have become more restrained."

"The level of danger has definitely increased again."

Gu Xu glanced at the huge red sedan chair on the screen and smiled slightly: "Whether it's dangerous or not, I don't know."

After saying that, he subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "But I know that if it doesn't run away soon, it will only become my experience points."