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

And the moment that dark red beam of light struck Elonnis.

He felt a bang in his head, and his consciousness was almost completely shattered by this violent force.

That's so domineering! That's so powerful!

This force was completely unreasonable; it was like a savage beast that brutally smashed open Elonnis's limbs and bones.

He has been stuck at the [High Priest] level for hundreds of years.

Over the past few centuries, he has used every kind of material and tried countless secret methods, all in an effort to break through racial barriers and enter the higher rank of [Messenger of God].

Unfortunately, the bottleneck leading to the [Messenger of God] remained as solid as a rock, unmoved.

But now, faced with this dark red divine power, that solid bottleneck was as easy as a thin sheet of paper, and it was instantly pierced.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Elonnis raised his head and let out a superhuman roar.

Visibly, his originally withered and dry skin began to quickly become plump.

The wrinkles on his face were forcibly smoothed out by an invisible force.

In just a few breaths, his full head of silver hair turned into a vibrant dark green, even faintly tinged with a dark red luster.

The magic power within his body was running wildly. The original pale green demigod essence was forcibly transformed, compressed, and purified by that dark red energy.

The job panel was flashing wildly in my field of vision.

In the blink of an eye, his rank broke through the [High Priest] and entered the legendary realm that only a very few sages in the history of their elven branch had reached—[Envoy of God]!

This is equivalent to a true Origin-level powerhouse among human professionals!

Of course, Elonnis was not the only one to receive the blessing.

All the high-ranking elves present, those who had once reached the level of "Great Sage," were now undergoing a complete transformation.

The Great Sage originally had a very long way to go before becoming the High Priest.

It is a chasm that many elves cannot cross in their entire lives.

Their lifespan, magical reserves, and understanding of the rules are all far below the standard of a High Priest.

But with the infusion of Milsophie's higher-dimensional power, this insurmountable barrier was forcibly filled.

Not only did it fill the chasm between demigods, but it even kicked open the gate to the [Messenger of God]!

Inside the temple, one after another, violent auras surged into the sky.

"I've broken through! I've finally broken through to the [High Priest] level! No... it's still increasing! My God, this power!"

Hera looked at her hands, which had become young again, and felt the overwhelming magic within her. She was so excited that tears streamed down her face, and her voice trembled.

"This power...it's incredible! Is this the power of the [Messenger of God]?!"

Another elven general clenched his fist, feeling the surging dark red power within his body. His smile twisted his features, making his once handsome elven face look somewhat ferocious.

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen great sages crossed the threshold of [High Priest] and were forcibly elevated to [Messenger of God]!

More than a dozen Origin-level powerhouses!

This level of combat power would have been something Elonnis wouldn't have dared to dream of just a few hours ago.

It should be noted that there are very few Origin-level powerhouses on the surface of the entire Blue Star plane.

Now, the prophet has simply bestowed a blessing, and they have directly mass-produced a batch of Origin-level items!

This is the power of the gods, this is the means of the gods!

As the blessing descended, the entire dilapidated Elf Forest visibly erupted in jubilation.

The gloom and despair that had been weighing on everyone's hearts were swept away at this moment, leaving only the ecstasy and confidence after the increase in life rank and power!

"A messenger of God... I've actually become a messenger of God!"

"Is this what it feels like to be above the Great Sage level? So powerful! So powerful!"

"The power of the gods! Is this the power of the gods?"

In an instant, the auras of more than a dozen Origin-level experts soared into the sky from this dilapidated underground temple, stirring up the wind and clouds.

The frenzied shouts rose and fell, converging into a massive sound wave that nearly lifted the dome of the temple.

However, just as the festive atmosphere reached its peak, High Priest Elonnis suddenly stood up and loudly stopped the commotion.

"quiet!"

The moment he finished speaking, all the cheers came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone turned their attention to this pillar of their clan.

Elonnis straightened his robes, then turned around and once again prostrated himself before the emerald statue that exuded endless majesty.

"Great prophet, please rest assured!"

"Your will is the sole reason for our existence! From this moment forward, the Elven race will become your sharpest sword and your keenest eyes, sweeping away all the filth in the world for you!"

Indeed, he knew very well that the prophet's blessing was not just for their plane, but for the entire elven race of the universe.

Furthermore, their blessing is to transform them into pawns facing the entire vast universe.

It is one of the countless eyes that the prophet cast upon the endless sea of ​​stars.

But this did not prevent Elonnis from feeling a deep sense of honor and fervor.

To be a pawn and an eye of the supreme god is itself an unparalleled honor!

"We will surely find the traces of the past for you!"

As Elonnis solemnly swore his oath, all the newly promoted elven warriors in the temple reacted and knelt down again in unison, their fervent shouts deafening.

"I am willing to offer everything as a prophet!"

"Find the old ways! Eradicate heresy!"

As the words fell, the dark red light on the statue flickered one last time, and the terrifying pressure that had enveloped the entire temple slowly faded away.

As the light faded, the statue returned to its eternally silent state, hovering quietly in mid-air, as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.

But the surging, almost overflowing power within him told everyone present that the gods had indeed descended.

The divine decree has been issued, and the gods have departed.

After a brief silence, all the elves’ attention once again focused on High Priest Elonnis.

"High Priest, what should we do next?"

Hera stepped forward and asked in a very respectful tone.

But this time, anyone could hear that her voice no longer contained the panic and helplessness of before, but only boundless longing and anticipation for the future.

Elonnis slowly stood up from the ground. He looked around at the dozen or so newly promoted Origin-level powerhouses present, feeling their powerful and confident aura, and his heart was filled with pride.

Once upon a time, he was racking his brains over how to ensure the continuation of the race and produce more Great Sages.

But now, he has more than a dozen Origin-level experts under his command. This power is enough to sweep across any plane in this star field!