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

Lorian did not respond to Vera's words, nor did he show any expression on his face.

He simply swept his golden eyes calmly over the group of Star Sea Hunters in front of him, as if confirming their numbers and positions.

"Buzz~!"

The next second, Lorian's figure disappeared from the spot.

The speed was so fast that it created a loud sonic boom in the hall.

There is no starting stance, no charging up of power.

Without any warning of energy fluctuations, it launched an attack without warning.

The hunters only felt a blur before their eyes.

"Boom!"

When the hunters finally reacted, they were shocked to see a burst of golden skill light, accompanied by a violent explosion.

A hunter in the foreground suddenly felt a crisp cracking sound from his chest.

Immediately afterwards, a bone pendant emitting a dark green light sprang out from inside his collar.

It exploded into fragments in mid-air.

The substitute item was forcibly triggered.

The hunter's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

He didn't even see how Lorian made his move.

All I know is that my consciousness briefly disappeared for a fraction of a second just now.

Those fractions of a second were proof that he had "died" once.

"Boom boom boom~!"

Immediately following, seven or eight more cracking sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

The other hunters standing in the front row had all their sacrificial items knocked out, some were rings, some were necklaces, and some were rune cloth pieces sewn into the lining of their clothes.

But without exception, they were all broken.

Seven or eight people were all forced to use their substitutes in an instant.

"Watch out, is that bastard launching a sneak attack?"

"Get out of the way!"

"Wow, that's fast!"

The next moment, cries of surprise erupted from the Starsea Hunters as they quickly dodged.

As they retreated in unison, their faces were filled with horror, as if they had seen a ghost.

In fact, they weren't afraid of death; those who made a living in the Star Sea had long since risked their lives.

What they fear is the feeling of not being able to see the opponent's attack trajectory at all, not even knowing how the opponent attacked, so how can you block it?

What can we use to hide?

"hiss--"

Behind them, the hunters who hadn't yet stepped forward involuntarily gasped.

My scalp is tingling.

The same thought instantly popped into my head.

No wonder he's a guy with the potential to become a Star Hunter.

This level of strength, while not ranking high in the individual combat power rankings of the Starfall Divine Realm, is still a bit too overpowered for them.

Furthermore, judging from this, the opponent isn't even going all out.

If this guy goes all out...

I'm afraid that while they were in a daze, their health points were reduced to zero.

But as impressive as it may be, Star Hunter is still Star Hunter.

They have survived to this day in the sea of ​​stars not because of cowardice or retreat.

On the contrary, the more dangerous the situation, the more it can unleash the ferocity in their bones.

The reason is very simple.

There's no escaping it.

This is your own ship, and outside the ship is a vacuum of space and stars. Where do you want to run?

Since there's no way to escape, there's only one option left.

Get him.

"Attack together! Don't give him a chance to breathe!"

It's unclear who shouted first, but the remaining thirty-odd hunters in the hall erupted almost simultaneously.

A wide variety of professional skills were on full display.

A dark green field appeared beneath someone's feet, enveloping the surrounding area; someone else conjured two energy blades in their hands and charged forward with a roar.

Some even transformed into afterimages, circling around to Lorian's flanks and rear.

The attack by more than thirty people unfolded inside the enclosed starship hall.

Vera, who was behind them, did not join the battle immediately.

She gripped her long sword, standing on the outermost edge of the crowd, her eyes fixed on the battle in the center of the hall, her mind racing.

She was certainly bold in what she said just now, spouting harsh words one after another, such as "Do you think two lives are enough?"

But in reality, when it came to actually taking action, the pressure she felt was far greater than it appeared on the surface.

Lorian Scarlet.

This name truly carries significant weight.

A Star Ranger of the Watcher level possesses individual combat strength that can at least overwhelm most other professionals of the same level.

Moreover, this guy is a candidate for Star Hunter, and his trump cards and methods are definitely more than what is visible on the surface.

Admittedly, forty people besieging a single Watcher sounds like a sure thing.

But Vera knew in his heart that if he couldn't come up with a decisive move, the battle would only drag on and more people would die, while the enemy might still be standing.

Thinking of this, her gaze involuntarily fell on the inconspicuous black bracelet on her left wrist.

That was her trump card, which she had kept hidden for six years.

A forbidden prop.

She had never told anyone what it was, including Buck.

All she knew was that she had found this thing in the ruins of a small, destroyed divine realm years ago.

Its power is outrageously great.

According to her estimation, if fully activated, even a powerhouse of Lorian's level would have a very high probability of dying on the spot.

But the problem lies with this ship.

With the forbidden artifact unleashed, it was uncertain whether her own starship could withstand the power within this enclosed space.

Keep in mind, this was all her worldly possessions.

With the starship gone, she and her brothers could only drift in the sea of ​​stars, waiting to die.

And even if she were willing to give up the ship, what about the goods that were looted from the Ark Merchant Guild?

Those ores and tools are valuable spoils of war.

Not to mention the warp drive—that's the biggest reason she needs the ship to be intact.

To use or not to use?

Vera gritted her teeth, her eyes darting back and forth between the battlefield and her wrist.

The battle in the hall continued and had entered a fierce stage.

Lorian's fighting style is very simple.

He didn't use many fancy moves; he just kept flashing around, using his single-target skills and slashing with his sword.

But every sword strike was effective.

This forced the hunters into a frantic rush, leaving them no time to spare.

"laugh--"

Another dazzling golden sword light flashed, and a hunter's domain shattered on the spot.

Before the hunter could even scream, he was thrown back by the aftershock of the sword energy, crashing heavily into the hall wall, spitting blood, and instantly losing his fighting ability.

Then came the second, and then the third.

Lorian's sword weaved through the crowd, each swing taking away at least one person's fighting ability.

Some hunters can continue fighting after their substitute items are triggered, but others are killed instantly by a single sword strike, without even having the chance to trigger their substitute items.

In less than a minute, seven hunters had fallen.

Three of them will never stand up again.