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

At this moment, not one of the dozens of saints behind the defensive line could remain calm.

Everyone's eyes welled up with tears.

They are not the kind of people who are easily moved by emotions.

As the commander of various legions, he has been leading troops in battle for many years and has seen all kinds of storms.

But today, they couldn't hold on any longer.

Because they saw it with their own eyes.

The three people who crawled out of the coffin, knowing full well they were going to their deaths, didn't even turn their heads back.

"This is the Night's Watch..."

The next moment, Lu Xingchen spoke.

The voice was very soft, but each word was incredibly heavy.

Beside Lu Xingchen, Li Podi stared at the receding figure of the woman in red armor.

My lips turned white from biting them.

After all, that's Jiang Hongyi.

In the annals of the White Tiger Legion, there are only three lines of text about her.

Three lines of text summarized her life.

Change jobs, become a god, die in battle.

Simple to the point of being cold.

But when Li Podi saw her in person today, he realized that she was actually very young.

He looks to be in his early twenties.

His red armor was riddled with holes, and the piercing scar on his chest resembled some kind of ancient medal.

Such a young woman could have slept in her coffin for several more years.

But she still came.

There is no turning back.

The saints behind him all fell silent.

Nobody shouted any nonsense like "Senior is awesome!"

Shouting these things at a time like this is an insult to those three people.

They simply stood there, watching, etching the scene before them into their minds.

Several older saints had already silently shed tears.

No wiping, no covering.

Anyway, it's dark now, so no one can see anyone's face clearly.

Li Qinghong, the commander of the Vermilion Bird Legion, took a deep breath.

His lips trembled slightly, but his voice remained firm: "Remember them."

"Remember today."

"If anyone ever asks again how Sherlock has managed to get to where it is today—"

She didn't finish her sentence because the sky ahead had already brightened.

Three figures collided with two giant dragons.

The burst of energy waves, as if they were tangible, swept outwards in all directions.

Dozens of Saintly Realms simultaneously trembled violently.

Cracks appeared directly in some people's territory.

In that instant, Lu Xingchen felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water, and his mind instantly cleared.

"wrong!"

He snapped back to his senses, and all the sadness on his face vanished in half a second.

"Attention everyone... This is a head-on clash between a Source-level being and a peak demigod!"

"The energy released from the clash of the forbidden spells between the two sides has far exceeded the scope of a regular battle. If we don't stop these aftershocks—the entire North will be sunk!"

This is by no means an exaggeration.

What is the concept of a source-level forbidden spell?

The kind that can wipe out an area of ​​hundreds of kilometers.

While the forbidden spell released by a peak demigod burning their very essence is a level below in absolute power.

But it is also at the level that can change the terrain.

The collision of these two levels of power would generate enough energy spillover to annihilate an area hundreds of kilometers behind it.

Hundreds of kilometers behind, millions of people are being evacuated.

They can't run that fast.

"Everyone, activate all domains! Stack the defense matrix!"

As Lu Xingchen gave the order, he pushed his cyan domain to its limit.

The boundaries of the domain are expanding wildly outward, like a balloon being blown to its limit.

Li Podi was the first to respond.

He plunged the Miao sword into the ground, and the domain expanded rapidly.

Golden light surged to both sides like a tide.

It connected with Lu Xingchen's cyan domain.

"Brothers, tilt the area to the south! Focus on protecting the evacuation routes!"

Li Qinghong followed closely behind.

Her domain was crimson, and when it unfolded, it carried a scorching heat.

But at this moment, she deliberately suppressed the temperature, retaining only the defensive structure of the domain.

"Brothers, quickly patch up the gap on the west side!"

Zhou Yi, Qin Lie, Zhang Yue—one after another, all the legion commanders made the same judgment at almost the same time.

The dozens of layers of defense lines began to be rearranged in an orderly manner.

It is no longer the stacked frontal defense posture of the past, but has been transformed into a huge arc-shaped shield.

The arc-shaped opening faces the northern battlefield, while the arc-shaped back protects the southern land.

The significance of this formation is clear: we can't get involved in the battles at the front, but we must protect those at the back.

"Hold on! Everyone, hold on!"

Lu Xingchen roared.

Because the first wave of repercussions has already begun.

The moment Wang Zhenyue's dragon collided with Kroos's dragon breath.

A vacuum sphere was created at the center of the explosion.

The vacuum sphere expanded outward for less than 0.3 seconds before exploding.

The energy shockwave radiated outward at near the speed of light.

The feeling of the shockwave hitting the domain shield was like being smashed into every bone in your body with a sledgehammer.

"Bang!"

The domains of the three outermost saints shattered instantly.

It shattered completely, like a glass cup smashed on the ground.

The three men stumbled back more than ten steps, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

"Finish it!"

Lu Xingchen roared.

Immediately, someone from the back row stepped up to fill the gap, and a new area was created to cover it.

But then, a second wave of repercussions followed.

Jiang Hongyi's white calamity fire clashed head-on with Olivia's Ten Thousand Poisons Devouring the Heavens.

Two completely opposite energies strangled each other in the air for about a second.

Then they exploded simultaneously.

This shockwave was more powerful than the first one.

Hang in there!

Cracks appeared in the domains of five more saints.

One of them shattered completely.

Li Podi gritted his teeth and pushed his domain forward a bit.

The light on the Miao sword began to flicker, clearly a signal that the domain was overloaded.

The third wave.

The clash between Wu Qiankun's golden giant and the dragon horde.

With a single punch, the giant sent more than a dozen Saint-level sub-dragons flying in all directions.

But the dragon swarm's counterattack arrived simultaneously—dozens of dragon breaths converged from different angles, striking the golden giant. Several large holes were punched into the giant's body.

Golden fragments fell like a meteor shower.

Each fragment that hits the ground causes a small explosion.

These fragments, combined with the aftershocks of the dragon's breath, created a third wave of impact.

This round finally broke through the limit of the domain shield's tolerance.

A crack appeared at the weakest point of the arc-shaped shield.

The shockwave passed through the crack, and although it was weakened by most of it, the remaining force still tore a trench more than ten kilometers long behind it.

Fortunately, the ditch was off-center.

The evacuation route was not hit.

But everyone knows that they might not be so lucky next time.

"Everyone, go all out! Don't hold back!"

Lu Xingchen's voice was already hoarse: "Whether we can hold onto the North today depends on this!"

Dozens of saints gritted their teeth at the same time, and the brightness of their domains surged simultaneously.

Some people's noses started bleeding, and some people's ears started ringing.