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

The figure was so enormous that its body almost filled half a galaxy, with layers of rotting flesh piled up like a writhing continent.

Countless tentacles extended from the flesh and blood, entwining the planet and tearing at space.

The surface of each tentacle is covered with countless eyes.

At the head of this colossal being, a gigantic maw, split open to the base of its ears, was constantly spewing out crimson mist.

That was... Zogra, the Lord of Devouring Dimensions.

At this moment, most of His body had been dragged out of some unknown dimension by the blood sacrifice chains.

With His arrival, the real universe is changing.

The distant stars began to decay, and the light of some stars dimmed, as if an invisible hand had covered their flames. Countless overlapping whispers echoed in the space, the voices of men and women, young and old.

Some were crying, some were praying, and some were laughing wildly. They came from all directions, as if they were resounding directly into the depths of one's soul.

"Sleep now..."

"Flesh and blood will ultimately return to greatness..."

"Offer your soul to the Lord..."

"No one can escape..."

If it were before, these whispers would have been enough to disturb Gu Xu's mind when he faced Zogra's projection.

Even if one can forcefully resist by relying on past authority, one will feel a heavy weight in one's consciousness, as if one's soul is being pulled by countless hands.

But now, he simply walked calmly through the crimson mist, and the whispers vanished the moment they approached him.

It's not that it's being resisted, but rather that it's unreachable.

To put it bluntly, he felt as if his spirit had transcended the rules of the current universe, and ordinary soul pollution was like a child's cry to him.

"Is this Zogra's true form?"

Gu Xu raised his head and looked at the enormous creature struggling in the distance.

Compared to the projection that appeared on Earth, the Zogra before them was undoubtedly much larger and more sinister.

His power had become one with the entire blood-red curtain, and with each breath, countless lives were drained away.

Each heartbeat causes a large area of ​​the surrounding space to collapse.

If it had been a few minutes earlier, Gu Xu might have found it troublesome to barge in here rashly.

But now, he just finds it noisy.

At the far end of Gu Xu's line of sight, in the center of the crimson star system, an unimaginably massive altar stood silently.

The scale of that altar far exceeded that of the altar originally built by the Northern Alliance.

It occupies almost the entire volume of the star.

Countless pieces of flesh and bones piled up on the surface of the altar, forming layers upon layers of steps.

Countless stone pillars stand on both sides of the steps.

Each stone pillar is wrapped with crimson chains, which connect various parts of the galaxy, gathering the lives and resentments of billions of beings at the center of the altar.

In the center of the altar, a blood-red mass of flesh was floating, constantly pulsating.

The surface of the fleshy mass was covered with cracks.

Each contraction releases a surge of scarlet energy.

Clearly, that altar was meant to summon Zogra and provide him with a stable anchor point in reality.

As long as the altar remains intact, the blood-red veil will not dissipate; as long as the blood sacrifice continues, Zogra's true form will continually descend from the other side.

When the last chain is fully taut.

He will then truly transcend dimensions and descend upon this universe.

At that time, the entire Starfall Divine Realm will become His flesh and blood breeding ground.

Gu Xu slowly stopped.

Just then, a voice came from all directions: "So you really did find your way here."

His voice carried a hint of mockery, as well as an undisguised surprise.

The surrounding blood mist churned and rolled, and in an instant, the entire blood-red curtain seemed to come alive.

Gu Xu looked in the direction of the sound.

From the depths of the churning blood mist, a familiar figure was slowly rising along the edge of the altar.

Munedimi.

The agent who once wreaked havoc on Blue Star and clashed with him using the power of the Lord of Devouring Dimensions now stands on a blood-red chain that pierces through the starry sky.

Compared to the last time we met, this guy's appearance has changed quite a bit.

Her once stunning beauty has now become completely fused with her flesh and blood.

Several dark red lines extended down his chest and eventually converged on the vertical pupil on his forehead.

Each time the altar behind him pulsates, the vertical pupil glows faintly.

At the same time, the lingering echoes of life that had not yet been swallowed by the altar would be forcibly pulled in and merge into his body.

"So it was you?"

Gu Xu stopped on a broken piece of the starport ruins, his tone calm and even.

But clearly, Munetimi took this calm as a sign of wariness.

"It seems you still remember me."

With that, he slowly opened his arms, and the surrounding blood mist receded to the sides: "I have never forgotten the humiliation you inflicted on me on that lower plane."

As the words fell, six more figures appeared one after another.

Some people wear robes sewn from faces, and as the hem of the robe brushes against the starry sky, those tightly closed mouths open together, uttering soft prayers.

Some people are left with only a hollow skeleton, with a ball of blood flame hanging in their chest cavity. Every time it burns, it can illuminate countless struggling figures.

There was also a bloated being with layers of fleshy sacs dragging behind it.

The pouch face occasionally bulged out, as if something inside was trying to break out of its shell.

The other figures also showed little sign of normal life.

They were scattered around the altar, maintaining a certain distance from each other.

Chains crisscrossed beneath his feet, and a cloud of blood hung in the air behind him.

At first glance, they look like seven separate entities.

However, in Gu Xu's current perception, the connection between them and the altar is as clear as the lines on his palm.

Seven channels woven from divinity extended from their bodies, passed through the Blood Sacrifice Central, and finally entered Zogra's body, which had not yet fully crossed dimensions.

They maintained the ceremony for Zogra.

Zogra is also using these channels to infuse them with power.

With a slight thought, Gu Xu saw lines of information appear before his eyes.

【Name: Munetimi】

[Level: 200?]

[Divine Affiliation: Zogra, Lord of Devouring Dimensions]

[Identity: Agent of the Devouring God Clan]

[Current Status: True Form Manifestation, Blood Sacrifice Amplification, Divine Link]

……

Name: Mirsoffi

[Level: 200?]

[Divine Affiliation: Zogra, Lord of Devouring Dimensions]

[Identity: Agent of the Devouring God Clan]

[Current Status: True Form Manifestation, Blood Sacrifice Amplification, Divine Link]

……

【Name: Vesalin】

[Identity: Agent of the Devouring God Clan]

[Divine Affiliation: Zogra, Lord of Devouring Dimensions]

[Current Status: True Form Manifestation, Blood Sacrifice Amplification, Divine Link]