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

For Wang Cang, the reduction of his domain was not the most fatal blow.

The most fatal thing is that this advance of 1,000 kilometers has already consumed nearly 40% of his mental energy.

This number is extremely exaggerated.

After all, at the demigod level, the use of domains and skills consumes negligible amounts of mental energy.

However, ignoring it does not mean there is no consumption.

Once the mental energy is exhausted, the domain cannot be maintained, and the demigod's greatest reliance disappears.

So even someone as strong as them will eventually have their health bar revealed.

"The density of giants ahead is still increasing."

At that moment, Ivan's voice came from behind. The icy blue domain, carrying a chilling aura, froze a giant who was trying to pounce from the side into an icicle.

"At this rate, the density may double if we go another hundred kilometers forward."

The others heard the voice but did not respond.

Because everyone's attention is focused on what's in front.

The arrangement of the giant sea is quietly changing.

Initially, they were scattered, then they became three-person squads, and later tactical groups of five to six.

And now—they've started to line up.

The giant in the front row raised his arm, and a golden shell condensed on it.

It formed a shield-like structure.

The giants in the back row stood even taller, their arms outstretched forward, golden light accumulating in their palms.

Front gear shift, back gear shift.

It's simple and brutal, but extremely disgusting for assault formations.

"spread!"

Seeing this, Wang Cang let out a low shout.

Before the words were even finished, golden beams of light shot out from the palms of the giants in the back row. Dozens of beams intertwined to form a net, covering the direction of the assault team.

Wang Cang's domain suddenly expanded, transforming into a gray-white wall that blocked his path.

The beam of light struck the domain, producing a dense series of crackling sounds, and dozens more cracks instantly appeared on the domain's surface.

But at least they held on!

"Counterattack!"

The next moment, Wang Cang issued the order.

"Buzz~!"

The moment he finished speaking, Yuta Hima seized the opportunity during the gap in the beam attack, his figure flashed, and he directly cut into the Titans' formation from the side.

With a horizontal slash of the longsword, a red sword aura stretching over ten kilometers shot straight forward.

Its power was so great that it seemed to be able to cut open the space of this secret realm.

All the demigods heard were the piercing sounds of air bursting and the vibrations of space.

Clearly, Yuta Hima's abilities live up to his reputation.

With this strike, the densely packed giants holding up their shields in front of them were cut in half at the waist, and countless giants exploded, turning into a shower of golden particles once again!

With a quick turn, he unleashed a second reverse slash, cleaving the giant charging behind him into pieces. Clearly, this single strike had killed at least several thousand giants.

The breach was torn open, and the assault team poured in again.

I just kept gnawing on it little by little.

1,400 kilometers.

1,500 kilometers.

1,660 kilometers.

The performance of each player on the team is visibly declining.

But the density of giants is still increasing, and the rate of increase is accelerating.

The golden figure almost filled the entire field of vision; looking ahead, there was an impenetrable golden ocean.

But no one stopped.

Because there is no way out.

Turn back?

Where to go back to?

The giants behind them had already closed in, and their escape route was long since blocked.

We can only move forward.

Forward, ever forward.

At 1,700 kilometers.

Wang Cang could vaguely see the full picture of the crimson sphere.

It was much larger than he had previously observed from a distance.

The diameter is estimated to be at least tens of kilometers.

The entire sphere was suspended in mid-air, its surface covered with cracks.

The golden light emanating from the cracks was as thick as magma.

The ground beneath the sphere is a vast circular ruin, with countless fragments of enormous golden statues scattered among the crumbling walls, resembling the remains of some ancient temple.

Around the sphere, the density of the giants reached a chilling level.

Densely packed, layer upon layer.

Those in the front row were standing, those in the back were squatting, and those in the back row were simply stacked on top of each other like a human pyramid.

The golden figure stretched from the ground into the air, forming a wall made of living beings.

However, using the metaphor of a city wall to describe it is not entirely accurate.

It's more like a cocoon!

They enveloped the sphere, like a colony of countless golden ants tightly wrapping around a queen ant's egg.

This scene silenced everyone in the commando team for a moment.

"damn it……"

A low curse came from behind: "How many is that? Hundreds of thousands? Or millions?"

But no one answered the question.

Because the answer is meaningless in the current situation.

Whether it's hundreds of thousands or millions.

They all had to rush over.

"accelerate."

Wang Cang only uttered two words.

The field deformed again, compressing from a cone shape into a sharper needle shape.

It has stronger penetrating power, but covers a smaller area.

This means he can only protect the extremely narrow passage directly in front of him, leaving the defense of the sides entirely to others.

This is a risky choice.

But procrastination will only make things worse.

The assault team suddenly accelerated.

The giant was pushed aside, smashed, cut, and frozen on both sides.

Golden particles danced around the formation like a storm.

Vision was almost completely obscured by the scattered light particles, and everyone could only rely on their senses to judge direction and distance.

But just when they were still dozens of kilometers away from their target.

The view ahead suddenly opened up.

The number of giants did not decrease, but their arrangement changed.

It is no longer a simple accumulation, but rather arranged into concentric rings that rotate around the sphere.

It's like some kind of ritual.

"What is that?"

Yuta Hima's voice suddenly rang out.

Wang Cang followed his gaze.

Directly below the sphere, in the innermost circle of the concentric rings, there is something.

A kneeling figure... a human silhouette.

No, it's not a giant. It's much smaller than those giants, only the size of a normal human.

His entire body was covered in cracked golden armor, and he wore a tattered crown on his head.

There was no shattered smiling mask on his face.

It has a face.

A real, living face.

Although the face was so withered that it was almost just skin and bones, with sunken eyes and cracked lips, it looked like a corpse that had been dried for tens of thousands of years.

But its mouth was moving.

It was as if he was repeating something over and over again.

Just as Wang Cang focused his attention on the kneeling humanoid figure, the figure kneeling beneath the sphere moved.

It slowly raised its head.

Those eyes, which were sunken deep in their sockets, opened.

It wasn't gold, but crimson.

It was the same crimson color as that sphere.

Then it stood up.

The movements are very slow.

Like someone who has been asleep for too long, with stiff joints and bones, every movement of standing up is accompanied by a "crackling" sound.