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

This is his true trump card, enabling him to move swiftly between the various divine realms and become a top-tier assassin.

This is also his greatest advantage in daring to face this hellish mission at this moment.

"No wonder you insisted on sending me."

Night Owl raised his head and glanced at Crobbick: "It seems that the supervisors of the Star Council not only have a sophisticated intelligence network, but you've also managed to sniff out some of my hidden secrets."

Crobbick smiled slightly, neither confirming nor denying.

He certainly didn't know the specific name and all the mechanics of the Night Owl class.

But through countless observations and data analysis, he had long guessed that this man shrouded in darkness possessed an ancient aura that did not belong to this era.

"Since there really might be an ancient god there."

Night Owl gripped the crystal cone tightly in his hand and casually stuffed it into his black cloak: "Then I'll accept this mission. The quota for the Old Twilight Court is worth my personal trip to that rural area of ​​Starfall God Realm."

"I will find out what kind of being is hiding in that black fog, and what tricks Ashmerkrin and his gang of gamblers are playing."

Crobbick nodded, then picked up his glass again and raised it towards the night owl.

"Well then, good luck."

"I hope that next time we meet, you can bring me a story that satisfies me, instead of becoming a dried-up corpse in the Dark Star System, with even its soul erased."

The owl remained silent.

But under the courtyard light, his body began to show an unreal, distorted appearance, like a watercolor painting that had been soaked in water, with the edges rapidly dissolving and collapsing.

"Hiss~!"

With an extremely faint sound, the Night Owl's body, shrouded in a black cloak, disintegrated on the spot.

His body instantly transformed into hundreds and thousands of jet-black crows, which gathered in the courtyard to form a black cloud.

After a brief hovering, it transformed into a black ocean, piercing straight through the transparent hanging window above the courtyard and merging into the vast and boundless cosmic sky outside.

……

Meanwhile, just as Night Owl was being entrusted by Crobbick to prepare to set off for Starfall Rift.

Within the Dark Star System, a somewhat slender figure still floats silently in the boundless black mist.

It was none other than Gu Xu.

At this moment, Gu Xu's eyes were closed, and his body was surrounded by a layer of golden light that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

However, outsiders could not possibly imagine what kind of soul storm, powerful enough to destroy the entire galaxy, was currently raging in Gu Xu's mind.

Gu Xu is still slowly digesting the remaining memories of Zogra, the Lord of Devouring Dimensions.

As an ancient false god who has lived for countless eons and witnessed the birth and death of the universe, the sheer volume of his memories is beyond description.

We can even say without any hesitation that...

If it were any living being in the universe, its brain would burst instantly.

But Gu Xu held on.

He was like a helmsman navigating a canoe through raging waves, gritting his teeth as he navigated the vast, despairing ocean of memories in Zogra.

He meticulously unraveled the mystery, searching for the answer he had always longed to know.

As the stripping process deepened, the chaotic and disordered information gradually faded away.

Ancient memories unfolded slowly in Gu Xu's sea of ​​consciousness, like the sun breaking through the clouds.

It was at this very moment.

Gu Xu felt that he had finally truly touched upon the ultimate truth of the universe.

"boom--!"

A muffled thunderclap, not existing in reality, suddenly reverberated in the soul.

Gu Xu felt as if his consciousness was being forcibly pulled by some force, traversing countless buried eras, and returning to an ancient node that could not be described in words.

That was a vast and desolate era before even the stars had been born.

In the endless chaos beyond the ordered universe.

Standing tall is an ancient palace so magnificent it could hold the entire galaxy—the Garden of Twilight.

Deep within the courtyard lies a great source that cannot be directly seen or named.

It was the former ruler.

In the scene Gu Xu saw, the Lord of the Ancients awoke in the Court of Twilight, creating out of thin air the prototype of an orderly universe and scattering infinite sparks representing life into it.

After accomplishing all of this, the ruler seemed to have exhausted his energy.

His body disappeared into the shadows of the Twilight Court, and he fell into a long slumber in order to restore his original divine power.

Time has lost its meaning at this level.

With the sovereign asleep, the ordered universe began to operate on its own.

Eras change constantly, and life goes on in endless cycles.

In that wild yet brilliant era, countless beings wielding immense power were born in the universe.

They reside high in the clouds, controlling thunder, fire, space, and time.

They were worshipped and revered as "gods" by the lowest of the beings.

And these so-called gods, whether arrogant and unruly or compassionate and merciful, all face the tightly closed Twilight Court on the outskirts of the universe.

They all claimed to be descendants of the past, or the most devout followers.

However, balance is not permanent.

As life continues to multiply within the ordered universe, the territory of the entire universe is also expanding infinitely outward.

When this expansion reaches a critical point, it even begins to touch the chaos outside the ordered universe.

The sleeping ruler will then awaken.

Then, according to certain established rules, the boundaries of the ordered universe will be expanded again, and a grand ceremony called "Re-creation" will be initiated.

Countless rebirths have occurred, and everything has proceeded smoothly.

Destruction and rebirth are nothing more than a cycle in the breath of the sovereign.

Until that unexpected event occurred.

In Zogra's fragmented memories, Gu Xu saw the scene he had witnessed before again.

It was at the end of a certain era, the [recreation] had just been completed, and the new orderly universe was like a fragile embryo.

It pulsates slowly in the chaos.

The ancient rulers are currently at their weakest point in terms of divine power after reshaping the universe.

He was preparing to retreat once more to the Garden of Twilight and fall into slumber.

The gray line appeared.

However, at the time, Gu Xu didn't know who sent those gray lines.

But now he knows that name—[Outer God Udrihsa].

The ruler has fallen.

However, as the supreme creator of this universe, even in its fall, the Ancient One was never willing to relinquish everything it had created.

In its final moments, it forcibly invoked the supreme authority of [Recreation], attempting to reverse cause and effect and completely reboot the timeline of the entire universe. It wanted to return everything to before the arrival of Udrih.

However, even if the timeline is turned back time and time again, even if reincarnation is restarted time and time again.

But the final outcome seems to be predetermined; no matter how many times it starts over, the ending will always be the same: a tragic fall.