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

The moment those words were spoken, the surrounding air seemed to drop to freezing point.

In the understanding of the Elven race, the disappearance of the soul imprint can only mean one thing—death!

"How is that possible!"

Elonnis's gaze sharpened, his face filled with disbelief.

Admittedly, Herman and Leander have only recently been promoted to High Priest (demigod), but that is still the power of a true High Priest.

How could someone die silently in such a short time?

They can't even send a distress signal?

But the facts were undeniable, leaving him no choice but to believe them.

Suddenly, the unease that made his heart race began to send out a crisis warning in his mind.

Without the slightest hesitation, Elonnis immediately ordered, "Go to the central array hub of the palace at once! Activate the Emerald Barrier! Raise the defense level to the highest level, and notify the entire city's garrison to enter a state of combat readiness!"

However, Hera did not act immediately in the face of this extremely decisive order.

She stood there, her face turning extremely awkward, even somewhat embarrassed, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"What are you waiting for? Go on!"

Seeing Hera's dawdling manner, Elonnis became even more furious.

"High Priest..."

Hera gritted her teeth and forced herself to explain, "The Emerald Barrier... can't be used right now."

"Um?"

Elonnis froze, thinking he'd misheard: "Can't it be used?"

Hera lowered her head, her face contorted with bitterness. "Have you forgotten how terrifying the energy explosion of that great battle in the next plane was!"

"When that invisible aftershock hit, our dormant emerald barrier automatically activated to defend against it."

"Although it blocked most of the impact, several key magical nodes could not withstand the exaggerated tearing force and shattered on the spot."

"I had already arranged for all the high-ranking elven scholars to go to the dungeon for emergency repairs, but the damage is too severe, and it is simply impossible to restart it in a short period of time."

This explanation left Elonnis completely bewildered.

House seemingly endless rain.

The fate of the subordinates sent to investigate the strange fluctuations is unknown, an unknown and powerful enemy may be approaching, and the shield at home breaks down at this critical juncture.

In an instant, a surge of frustration and rage rushed to my head.

"Damn humans! Damn lowly race!"

Elonnis gritted his teeth and cursed, "Once this storm passes, once I have complete control over this divine blessing, I swear I will make those arrogant humans pay a terrible price..."

However, he only uttered half of his vow.

"BOOM!!!"

A deafening roar abruptly interrupted his boastful words.

With a deafening roar, the entire massive Emerald Palace shook violently, and the few remaining magic crystal lamps high above fell to the ground and shattered into dust.

The incredibly sturdy, ancient tree branches, some thousands of years old, once again emitted a series of cracking sounds.

"What's going on?!"

Elonnis staggered and turned his head sharply in the direction from which the sound came.

The next moment, in his line of sight, the row of emerald green walls surrounding the Emerald Palace, which the elves considered their pride and which stood a hundred meters high, now looked as if they were made of paper.

It collapsed with a blinding flash of blood-red light!

That blade of light was incredibly domineering, stretching for thousands of meters. It sliced ​​through half of the city wall, along with hundreds of nearby treehouses, as easily as cutting tofu.

Countless wood chips, gravel, and soil were thrown hundreds of meters into the air by the blast wave.

Immediately afterwards, various colorful skill effects, filled with an aura of destruction, lit up one after another in every corner of the Emerald Palace.

In some places, poisonous fog blankets the land; in others, flames rage; and in still others, a gray haze pervades the air…

"Enemy attack!"

"Run! Ah—"

"Help! These guys are monsters!"

The next moment, a terrifying alarm and the shouts of the elves rang out.

In less than ten seconds, the already crumbling capital was completely reduced to a burning ruin.

Elonnis, witnessing all of this, began to contort his features!

Disgraceful, utterly disgraceful!

He is a messenger of God!

He had just obtained supreme power and was preparing to rule the world, but before he could even show his skills, someone came to his door and demolished his house, and did so so arrogantly!

"court death!"

Elonnis could no longer contain himself, and the divine power within him erupted without reservation.

A blinding green beam of light shot up from his body and into the sky.

He stomped his foot hard, and his whole body transformed into a streak of light, shooting straight into the sky.

While suspended in mid-air, he unleashed all his domain skills without hesitation.

In an instant, the sky was painted a vibrant yet deadly green.

Countless enormous phantoms appeared behind him, attempting to stabilize the situation with this shocking entrance!

"Who are you thieves?! How dare you trespass into my Jade Palace! I will tear you apart, skin you alive, and suppress you for eternity..."

Elonnis hovered in mid-air, shouting in a voice infused with all his magic, his voice booming like thunder, attempting to intimidate the wretches below with his superior posture.

However, when he looked down and his gaze swept over the dozen or so figures below who were wreaking havoc,

Those extremely arrogant words got stuck in his throat again, and he couldn't utter another single word.

An indescribable chill shot from his tailbone straight to the top of his head.

He felt as if his scalp was exploding, and every hair on his body was trembling wildly.

What is that?

In his view, the people below were not petty thieves at all, but a group of giant beasts in human skin.

The woman carrying the blood-dripping longsword simply stood on a pile of ruins, yet the thick, suffocating aura of blood emanating from her caused his domain to tremble and retreat uncontrollably.

The burly man's every punch created ripples of black energy in the air.

And that thin, withered figure, surrounded by those gray, decaying auras, made him feel as if his soul was decaying even with just a glance.

There were more than a dozen people, and none of them were weak.

You could even say that any one of these dozen or so people could be the weakest.

The power emanating from him was several times more profound than that of the newly promoted [Messenger of God], who was still indulging in self-admiration!

If Elonnis's current power is a lake that has just begun to gather, then the dozen or so people below are a dozen bottomless, raging seas of stars.

His domain, under the collision of these people's auras, was as weak as a soap bubble teetering in a storm, making it extremely difficult for it to even maintain its shape.

In an instant, his mind was filled with a storm of confusion and terror.

Who are these guys?!