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

With her domain breached, Leandera, who was fleeing for her life, was struck as if by lightning. Her body trembled violently, and she uncontrollably spat out a mouthful of blood.

The intense pain in her mind made her vision go black, and her speed slowed down.

However, this brief pause became the last pause in her life.

She hadn't even had time to recover from the backlash of her domain being broken.

The light in front of me suddenly dimmed without warning.

An imposing figure appeared before her as if teleported, blocking all her path.

It was Vera.

She had left the pit at some point and was now standing with her arms crossed, watching Leandra with a leisurely air.

"Run!"

"Why did you stop running?"

Vera's contemptuous voice came out of her mouth again.

Upon seeing this, Leander's pupils suddenly contracted.

She looked at Vera, who was so close to her, and at those eyes that seemed to hold an endless sea of ​​blood. Her body began to tremble violently.

Fast! Too fast!

From the moment the other party broke through my domain to the moment they appeared in front of me, the whole process was so fast that even my mind couldn't keep up.

"Who...who are you?!"

Leandera's voice trembled as she questioned him.

Clearly, facing this god of death, she felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her.

The power bestowed upon him by the gods within his body was now like a frozen stream, completely unusable.

"who I am?"

Vera tilted her head, seemingly finding the question amusing, and grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.

"I'll answer that question in my next life!"

The moment she finished speaking, Vera's eyes turned cold.

With that, she raised her hand, and a long sword appeared in her grasp. Then she slashed at Leander.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a blood-red energy blade, solid as a tangible substance, took shape and exploded in the air with a series of violent sonic booms, causing the space itself to tremble violently wherever it passed.

It shot down towards Leandera.

"not good!"

As Leander watched the crimson blade of death rapidly enlarge in her pupils, her brain screamed warnings.

She wanted to hide, to defend herself, and to activate all the life-saving items she had.

But it didn't work.

Under Vera's terrifying skill lock, her body was completely unresponsive, and those so-called source-level powers were as fragile as a joke at this moment.

She could only watch helplessly as the blood-red blade drew ever closer to her neck.

Her last thoughts were filled with endless regret and absurdity.

Gods… what kind of power did you bestow upon us… why… why are we so utterly vulnerable…

"Pfft—!"

A dull, soft sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh reached the ears of everyone present.

The hearts of all the elves clenched painfully. Time seemed to slow down at that moment.

Amidst the horrified and incredulous gazes of Herman and the other elven rangers, Leandera's beautiful head soared into the sky.

A string of alluring blood droplets traced a poignant arc in the air.

The headless, delicate body stood frozen in place for a moment, with blood gushing out like a fountain from the severed neck.

Then, like a statue stripped of all its support, it crashed heavily to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Blood quickly stained the ground beneath her.

The entire valley was deathly silent.

All the elves stared blankly at the still convulsing corpse and the head that had rolled to the side, like chickens with their throats choked.

died?

A powerful figure who has just received a divine blessing and entered the legendary realm of [High Priest], one of the future pillars of their elven race...

Just like that... he was instantly killed in one move?

Without even the slightest decent resistance, it was like a roadside weed, its life easily harvested.

Vera slowly withdrew her hand, not even bothering to glance at the corpse.

She flicked the long sword in her hand, raised her eyes, and her murderous gaze slowly swept over the elves who were completely terrified at the edge of the pit.

Finally, her gaze fell on Herman, whose body was trembling like a leaf.

"Alright, now it's your turn!"

"Should I kill them one by one, or should you all come at me at once to save me some time?"

……

Meanwhile, in the Starfall Divine Realm, deep within the Neighbor Galaxy.

A Starship bearing the emblem of a giant ark and olive branch etched on its hull is gliding smoothly along its designated course.

The enormous solar sails extending from both sides of the ship resemble a pair of magnificent butterfly wings, drawing in the light of distant stars and refracting a flowing golden halo against the dark backdrop of the universe.

This is the flagship trading ship of the Ark Merchant Guild, the Golden Olive.

"Uncle Ho, so if I press this red button, we can jump to another galaxy in the blink of an eye?"

In the spacious and bright main control room of the bridge, a petite girl with an exceptionally voluptuous figure was standing on tiptoe, peering curiously at the huge control panel.

Her name was Mina Fulmin, and she wore a delicate little snake hair clip in her hair. As she moved her head, the snake's tail swayed gently as if it were alive.

Upon hearing this, the old helmsman, known as Uncle Huo, quickly bowed and explained in a very affectionate tone.

"Miss Mina, you can't just press that button."

"That's the emergency warp avoidance button. It can only be activated when there is a crisis that could destroy the starship, and each activation puts a huge strain on the ship."

"Oh, I see..."

Mina nodded as if she understood, her small fingers tracing patterns on the control panel before pointing to another data panel shimmering with a soft blue light: "And this one? This looks so pretty, like the mushrooms that glow at night in our backyard."

The helmsmen all wore kind smiles and patiently answered the second young lady's various whimsical questions, who was on her first long voyage.

After all, the girl in front of them had a very special identity. She was the most beloved youngest daughter of Lightin Furming, the current head of the Furming family and one of the largest shareholders of the Ark Merchant Guild.

The owner of this ship, the Golden Olive, is none other than her sister, Evelyn Furmyn, known as the "Witch of the Business World," and one of the leading candidates for the next head of the family.

Mina listened with great interest; every detail of the voyage to the stars was new and exciting to her.

After all, this was her first voyage into space since she came of age.

However, just as she was about to ask something else, she suddenly stopped herself from speaking.