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

"Damn it... what is this thing?"

Upon seeing this, Alaya opened her mouth, only to hear a "pfft" sound.

Suddenly, a boil burst open, and a thick, yellowish-green liquid flowed out. The liquid was like a poison concocted by a god, causing extensive ulceration the moment it touched his skin.

Subsequently, more pus will flow from those ulcers, contaminating larger areas of the body's skin.

And then these skin cells ulcerate.

Alaya senses that its life essence is being lost at an extremely exaggerated rate.

Not only him, but the other three demigods also suffered the same miserable fate.

They possessed the powerful physical bodies and regenerative abilities of the aquatic race.

It seems to have completely lost its effectiveness in the face of Tucci's decay virus.

At the same time, the Ancient Eye high in the sky also locked its gaze on the purple nebula.

The vision of the past is activated.

Alaya's defense and resistance were forcibly reduced to zero under the gaze of the Eye of the Ancients.

Moreover, a chaotic, desperate, and insane thought began to frantically grow in his mind.

"Uralia! (Why does it hurt so much!)"

Visibly, his kinsmen around him were even groaning in pain, and began to frantically scratch their cheeks with their hands.

It was a mistake not to grab it, but once it did, it tore off a large chunk of flesh.

The state of the four demigods collapsed precipitously within just a few seconds.

They went from being high and mighty rulers to being patients pinned to the chopping block by calamities.

And this... is the terrifying dominance of Gu Xu's level 45 Calamity Domain plus his four concept-level underlings.

Demigod?

Here, it's just a super monster with a slightly larger health bar.

The Sherman army on the ground clearly saw the absurd yet satisfying scene in the sky.

Those demigods who were just moments ago so powerful are now like drowning dogs, covered in sores, their auras extremely weak, and some are even going mad and harming themselves.

"Strike while the iron is hot! Brothers, Gu has already set up the stage. If we can't kill them now, we'll be utterly useless!"

Zhou Yi's eyes turned completely red.

He harbored an unforgettable hatred for foreign races.

And now these guys have become real dogs in the water!

If we don't give them a good beating now, when will we?

"Boom!"

As he finished speaking, his magical power surged into the sky like a volcanic eruption.

With both hands gripping the broken sword tightly, he exerted force with his legs, like a god of war from ancient times, instantly shattering the rocks on the ground. His entire body transformed into a burning meteorite, soaring straight into the sky.

"kill!!!"

With Zhou Yi's thunderous roar, the entire Shenxia camp erupted in cheers.

Li Podi transformed into a giant white tiger phantom, roaring as he pounced on the demigod in the air who was mutilating himself. At this moment, he and his sword became one, like an unparalleled blade that pierced through the darkness, aimed directly at Alaya's throat.

Lu Xingchen's azure storm transformed into countless killing blades, sweeping across the sky and earth.

Su Qiong, Jiang Shu, and all the soldiers of the God-Slaying Army and the reserve Saints unleashed their strongest attacks without reservation at this moment.

Auras of various colors, deadly forbidden spells, and killing moves converged into an unstoppable torrent of steel.

With a deafening roar, all the soldiers of Shenxia, ​​treading on the stench of mud and blood, launched a deadly charge towards the four demigods who were being suppressed by the calamity.

Sitting in the bright red bridal sedan chair, Gu Xu, panting weakly, watched the brawl outside and muttered under his breath, "Damn, this act of being cool is really tiring!"

Indeed, Alaya and the other three demigods of the Forbidden Water Clan are currently in a very miserable state.

But... that doesn't mean they are just sitting ducks.

A demigod is a demigod after all, with an unfathomable health bar and an instinct for rules ingrained in their very bones.

It remains a real and tangible entity.

In an instant, energy beams of various colors flashed wildly throughout the dimensional space.

Li Podi, transformed into a white tiger phantom, slashed fiercely into the chest of a demigod of the Forbidden Water Clan with a violent whooshing sound.

Normally, an attack from a ninth-tier saint would at most leave a white mark on a demigod.

But now, a large chunk of flesh was torn from the demigod's chest, and foul-smelling blood spurted more than three meters high.

"I've never killed a demigod in my life! Today I've finally broken my fast!"

Clearly, Li Podi, with his fiery temper, had no idea what it meant to back down.

After delivering that first slash, he abandoned all defense and swung the blade down at the demigod's head once more.

He was shouting and yelling as he chopped, just like a butcher slaughtering pigs.

The spatial tremor caused by the golden Miao sword to tear apart the surrounding space once again.

Lu Xingchen remained silent, but his hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals. Hundreds of azure wind blades converged into a tornado in mid-air, slicing through the four demigods from all directions.

Zhou Yi's broken sword was even more cunning, each strike aimed directly at Alaya's vital points.

Even so, this tough nut to crack is still extremely difficult to crack.

"Insects! You damned ants!"

Alaya roared angrily and waved his hand, instantly distorting the surrounding space.

The wind blades and spells that were supposed to hit him directly were forced off course.

He withstood Li Podi's blade strike, then retaliated with a palm strike, sending Li Podi and his blade flying.

Even with their defenses reduced to zero, the immense demigod essence within them was still desperately trying to keep their lifelines from dwindling.

It's like a giant, leaking reservoir. Although water is leaking everywhere, it's extremely difficult to drain it in a few seconds.

Visibly, with this strike, Alaya's eyes had turned completely crimson.

"No... if this continues, something terrible will happen!"

He could feel his life force rapidly declining, the pustules on his body becoming increasingly itchy, and the various hallucinations in his mind constantly interfering with his judgment.

If we keep letting these lunatics from Sherlock keep dragging this out...

Today, the four of them might really be defeated by this damned young man.

"A mayfly trying to shake a tree?"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Alaya said "good" three times in a row. The next moment, he reached out and grabbed in the air, and a fist-sized object instantly appeared in his palm.

That was a heart.

A heart that is entirely blood red and covered with strange golden patterns.

The moment this thing was taken out, before any action was taken, the surrounding air inexplicably became viscous.

A look of extreme heartache flashed in Alaya's eyes.

This is one of the most precious treasures of the Forbidden Water Clan; the entire clan possesses only a handful of them.

But at this moment, saving your life is the most important thing.