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

"Old Ba, when you asked them just now, did they mention any specific instructions given by the gods when the blessing was bestowed?"

For a moment, Vera raised her head, her eyes sharpening.

Buck recalled for a moment and nodded: "Yes, that idol turned their entire race into eyes, to search for something... known as the Great Old Ones."

"They say that if we can find that ancient trace, the Elven race can become the overlord of the star field."

Upon hearing the words "Old Ones," Vera's doubts deepened.

This taboo term was something even the most boastful drunkard in Xinghai's tavern dared not easily utter.

The Devouring Gods have remained steadfast for two eras, and their every move is aimed at finding the ancient lords.

Could it be that the old forces that caused Ragnarok to turn the world upside down are about to rise from the ashes and reappear?

Moreover, judging from Milsofi's haste, even at the cost of forcing growth, he is determined to create a group of informants.

That old trace might be just around here!

This kind of earth-shattering scandal, on par with the battle of the gods, is something even Vera, a fearless and ruthless bandit from the Star Sea, wouldn't dare to touch.

Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine.

If a high-dimensional monster capable of devouring the star plane were to escape, let alone these dozen or so Starsea Hunters...

Even if you filled the entire Starfall Divine Realm's guard force, it wouldn't be enough to fill their teeth.

However, Vera was ultimately an extreme pragmatist.

Her divergent thoughts lasted only a short time before she shook her head vigorously, banishing all these terrible speculations from her mind.

"Damn it, who cares about the old days and the new days, or gods fighting? It's none of my business."

Vera spat, her eyes hardening again: "If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. All I can think about now is how to earn back the money I lost!"

What does she have to do with any prophet of the end times or any ancient ruler?

As long as nothing gets in the way of her making a fortune in the secret realm of the Blazing Sun Divine Kingdom, even if the outside universe is destroyed, she'll dig out the core of the secret realm and put it in her pocket first.

"Have you found out the location of their capital city, Cloud Forest Kingdom?"

Vera stood up and stretched her limbs.

"I've figured it out, it's right here."

Buck pointed in a direction: "It's called something like the Emerald Palace. It's not far from here if we follow this direction. At our pace and speed, we should be able to see the spire of that dilapidated palace in about ten minutes."

"very good."

Vera nodded in satisfaction.

Since those lackeys left here don't know anything, let's go straight to the main guy.

The guy who received the strongest blessing is probably the highest authority in this plane, and should know some clues about the plane's boundaries or the anomalies in the secret realm.

Even if he didn't know the exact coordinates of the Rift Abyss, he still looted the entire Elf Kingdom and sold those so-called sacred objects and resources on the black market.

At least it can make up for the losses from this investment that amounted to nothing.

"Tell the brothers not to waste their time with these losers."

Vera kicked over a rock and shouted the order: "Pack up your gear and take any usable supplies."

Upon hearing their leader's call, the Star Hunters at the bottom of the pit immediately stopped their looting and slung their weapons over their shoulders.

"Get ready, let's head straight to their capital!"

At this point, Vera's lips curled into a slight smile as she gazed at the distant horizon: "Go find the true ruler of this plane and ask for directions."

"If he's being unreasonable, then just tear that dilapidated palace down and squeeze every last drop of oil from his bones!"

The hunters burst into laughter and marched in a grand procession toward the central area of ​​the Elf Forest.

……

Just as Vera, leading a large group of hunters, was marching towards the capital.

Elonnis, located in the Emerald Palace, seemed to have realized something as well.

His gaze kept drifting towards Nan Guanyunsen's direction, his eyebrows furrowed together.

Ever since he sent Herman and Leander to the south to investigate the strange fluctuation that had appeared out of the sky, he had felt a sense of unease.

Logically speaking, Herman and Leandera both received divine blessings, resulting in a qualitative leap in their strength.

Looking at this barren world, there is simply nothing that can threaten them.

But just now, a powerful magical shock came from Nan Guan Yun Sen's side.

Although the shock was very brief, the divine power within Elonnis's body inexplicably trembled for a moment.

"Still no news?"

Finally, Elonnis could no longer bear the growing anxiety and turned around to look at Hera, the priestess who had been waiting respectfully behind him.

Hera lowered her head slightly, her face also showing a hint of confusion.

She clasped her hands together in front of her and replied softly, "Yes. At their pace, they should have already reached the target area and given back their initial findings."

"But until now, the spirit tree responsible for making contact has not responded at all."

Upon hearing this answer, Elonnis frowned even more deeply.

The feeling of panic grew stronger and stronger, as if an incomprehensible ferocious beast was charging towards the Emerald Palace from the darkness, its blood-red maw dripping with saliva.

"Don't wait any longer, contact them yourself now."

Elonnis's tone hardened, and he waved his hand: "Find out what's going on over there. Did they find some high-value prey that caused the delay, or are they facing some trouble they can't handle?"

"clear."

Hera dared not delay in the slightest and immediately took out a strange leaf that emitted a faint golden light from her sleeve.

This is a communication tool unique to the high-ranking elves. By simply infusing it with magic, it can transcend mountains and rivers to conduct direct spiritual dialogue with members of the race who bear the soul imprint.

She closed her eyes, muttered incantations, and a burst of emerald green magic flowed from her fingertips into the leaves.

The leaf flew into the air and began to vibrate at a specific frequency, with visible green sound waves spreading outwards.

Elonnis stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the suspended leaf.

One second, two seconds, ten seconds passed.

The light emitted by the leaves not only received no response, but began to dim at a visible speed.

The edges of the once lush green leaf veins have begun to show signs of withering and drying.

Hera opened her eyes, reached out and caught the leaf that had completely lost its luster and looked like a dead object, her face instantly turning grim.

"The High Priest... did not respond."

"Not only did they not respond, but the imprint of their souls on this sound of nature... also vanished."