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

With each peck of food from the crows, he felt a tearing emptiness in his soul.

"Get out of here! Get out of here!"

In an instant, Soth's expression became completely crazed, and he tried to raise his claws to smash the raven on his body.

However, when he tried to communicate with the skill panel using his mind, he discovered something even more terrifying.

That is, all his skill icons turned gray, which means that his abilities cannot be released and are completely blocked.

However, Soth is not an isolated case.

Because, at the same time, the same thing happened to the other five members of the false god's clan.

The once imposing Star Hunter, Vige Joseph, now had the light on his longbow completely dimmed.

Before the emerald green arrow condensed on the bowstring could be released, it dissipated with a "poof" sound, turning into a wisp of green smoke.

"Damn it! Damn it! What's going on?"

Vigi gripped the bowstring tightly, constantly trying to channel the magic within him to reassemble the arrow.

Unfortunately, the divine power that had once surged within him like a sky full of stars was now like a dried-up well that had been drained out of thin air, no matter how he tried to activate it.

Not a single drop of water could be squeezed out.

At the same time, one dead raven after another landed on his wrists and shoulders, their sharp beaks mercilessly piercing his armor and pecking at the rules and fortune within him.

"My power...my status is declining?!"

This horrifying scene threw Viggie into complete panic.

He could feel his formidable foundation at level 133 rapidly declining!

The decaying healer Morak beside him was in an even worse state.

The dragon bone staff in his hand was being frantically pecked at by the ravens, and the skull on the staff head, which had been burning with ghostly blue flames, was now covered in cracks, and the flames had long since been extinguished.

His gray robe was torn to shreds, exposing his withered flesh to the starry sky.

The countless rotten poisonous insects that originally parasitized the body were all reduced to pus and died under the suppression of the raven's aura.

"What kind of curse is this... that can even forcibly strip away the blessings of the gods?!"

Morak's withered lips trembled violently, and his thin hands flailed helplessly in the air.

The cross-shaped magic disc in the hands of the Fallen Star Warlock, Kairien, shattered with a crash, and the cracks in the meteorite that had been faintly visible in the starry sky instantly smoothed out and disappeared.

The hundreds of white bones that sprouted from the back of the spiny bone worm mother, Seraya, were blackened and rotten over a large area, and the eggs at the ends of the segments withered and shriveled before they even had a chance to hatch.

Pale Arbiter Oldman wildly swung his lance, attempting to kill the flock of crows.

However, his attack not only failed to harm the crows, but the black scales hanging from the tip of his spear broke and fell into the endless black mist.

They could only watch helplessly as their power, their status, and everything they had vanished.

Admittedly, they were all overlords who dominated their respective star systems.

He ascended the throne, stepping over the corpses of countless civilizations.

Over the long years, they had encountered all sorts of powerful enemies, but they had never seen such bizarre and extraordinary methods.

The black mist can not only devour everything that is bombarded from a distance, but also those seemingly fragile black birds.

It can even directly devour divinity and the origin.

Even more deadly is that an indescribable oppressive force field surrounds them, causing their professional essence to drain away every second.

Coupled with the frenzied biting of the ravens, their health and defense plummeted to an unprecedented low in just a few breaths.

At that moment, panic arose, spreading like wildfire through the hearts of the six.

"ah!!!"

"Retreat! Get out of this black fog quickly!"

Oldman finally lost his superior judge demeanor and roared in anguish.

He dragged his heavy body, trying to retreat, only to find that his legs felt like they had stepped into a black hole in the starry sky.

Not only does it require an enormous amount of effort to move even an inch, but it is also impossible to leave the area of ​​the black hole!

However, Gu Xu had no intention of giving them a chance to escape. With his hands in his pockets, he coldly swept his gaze over the pseudo-god's followers and said indifferently, "Send them on their way."

As soon as the words were spoken, the enormous figure standing deep within the black mist moved.

The tomb keeper was hunched over, his thin body bent, the thick black chains on his back rattling as they clattered. The heavy black stone coffin was faintly visible in the black mist.

It slowly raised its withered arm and brought the rusty bronze lantern in its hand to its chest.

Inside the bronze lantern, the previously dormant flame flickered slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the tomb keeper flicked his wrist slightly.

"when--"

The bell tolled abruptly in the silent starry sky, exploding simultaneously in the depths of the soul.

The moment the first bell rang, the bodies of the six members of the false god's kin, including Vigi, Morak, and Soth, suddenly stiffened.

Their minds were instantly pierced by the terrifying sound waves, their thoughts came to an absolute standstill, their eyes lost all focus, and they fell into a deep, inescapable state of dizziness.

Before they could recover from the shock, the tomb keeper's wrist twitched slightly again.

"when--"

The second tolling of the death knell followed, and visible gray ripples swept across the void.

The moment the ripples touched the six powerful individuals, the effect of life depletion was forcibly applied.

Their flesh and blood began to wither away at a visible rate, and their once powerful physiques, belonging to the favored warriors of the gods, turned into those of frail old people in the blink of an eye.

All of everyone's attributes were forcibly reduced by 30% again, and their already low health was pushed directly below the 30% kill threshold.

The despair of impending death surged into their hearts, and deep regret and fear appeared in their eyes.

They wanted to beg for mercy, to invoke the name of the god Zogra, but they couldn't utter a single word.

The next moment, the tomb keeper shook the lantern for the third time, his face expressionless.

"when--"

The third toll of the bell signals the end of a funeral procession!

After the bell rang, the killing law that transcended all living beings fell mercilessly, and countless gray-white cracks silently appeared on the bodies of the six pseudo-god's offspring.

Vige, Morak, Soth, Kairien, Celaya, Oldman.

These six top-tier powerhouses, who were notorious in various star fields, did not even leave behind a single last word before their bodies instantly disintegrated into grayish-white dust.

Millions of death ravens hovering in the void swooped down, like a black net, devouring the dust scattered in the starry sky, the remaining divinity, and all the fragments of rules.

In less than two minutes.

Adding to Karga, who was previously annihilated by the Eye of the Ancients, a total of seven pseudo-god clan leaders with strength exceeding level 130 were completely erased from this universe. The black mist slowly contracted, retreating back into the shadow of the red sedan chair, and the entire circular battlefield once again fell into a deathly silence...