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

The elven guards on the city wall were still reeling from the shock of the barrier being broken. Before they could recover, one after another, burly warriors from the Divine Summer were crashing heavily onto the city wall.

He immediately began to annihilate the nearest elf.

"Damn it! They're up here!"

"Stop them!"

"Charge!"

The elves quickly came to their senses and raised their weapons to meet the attack.

However, the moment the two sides made contact, the elves felt what absolute power suppression meant.

After all, the Calamity Army, as the strongest ace of the Supreme Command, has top-notch equipment.

Putting everything else aside, just look at the legendary equipment each soldier is wearing.

If you stack up your defensive stats to be like a city wall, then when the elves' skills and melee attacks hit you, it's practically like scraping your skin.

On the contrary, every time the soldiers of the Calamity Army unleashed their skills, they could easily send several elven soldiers flying, weapons and all.

Before us, the brothers of the heavy armor battalion had already climbed the city wall.

The mage squad behind them were not idle either; they unleashed single-target spells on the elves in an instant.

In an instant, fireballs, ice spikes, and lightning exploded on the city wall, the light of various skills intertwining together.

It was so bright that people could barely open their eyes.

Without a doubt, with their superior equipment and terrifying individual strength, the soldiers of the Calamity Army gained an absolute advantage in the moment of close combat.

They tore open huge gaps in the defenses of Luoyun City.

However, the elves are ultimately the masters of this forest.

When there was no way to retreat and their homeland was about to fall, these guys finally unleashed the fierce courage in their bones.

Knowing they couldn't compete with the Shenxia people in strength and physique, they began to adopt a reckless fighting style.

A Sherlock warrior had just smashed an elf's chest with his warhammer and hadn't yet sheathed his weapon.

Two young elven soldiers, their eyes red with rage, rushed forward and clung tightly to the warrior's arms before detonating the items they were holding.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a huge energy fluctuation began to sweep outwards from the three of them.

In an instant, all nearby friendly forces, or even enemies, were swept up in the attack.

And this scene of mutual destruction began to unfold in every corner of the city wall.

The elves fought bravely, one after another, using their own flesh and blood to fill the gaps in the defenses.

Even if you are cut in half at the waist, as long as you still have a breath left.

They would also do everything in their power to stab the enemy's ankle with their dagger.

Under this frenzied counterattack, the casualty figures of the Calamity Army, which had been sailing smoothly all along, began to rise.

The fierce battle on the city wall was naturally witnessed by the two elven sages who were fighting fiercely in the sky.

After Dorne was deposed, they faced an attack from the three vice-commanders of Sherlock Holmes, plus a saint who provided endless healing and buffs from the rear.

This four-on-two situation left them completely breathless.

"Damn it! Why did this happen!"

Eland gritted his teeth, glancing at the city wall below out of the corner of his eye.

He saw his people being cut down, saw the flag representing the elves being trampled underfoot, and saw the outer defenses of Falling Cloud City crumbling.

Those piercing screams were like sharp knives, stabbing viciously into his heart.

"Eland...can't hold out any longer."

Just then, a weak voice transmission sounded in Eland's ear.

He turned his head and saw that Celine's domain had completely collapsed, barely dodging a blood-red sword aura.

Even so, her left arm was still slashed with a cut that reached the bone, and green blood dripped wildly down her arm, her breathing becoming extremely disordered.

"The outer city has already fallen. If we continue fighting, we won't be able to hold out for much longer!"

"Retreat, retreat to the inner city."

Hearing this, Eland felt bitter and resentful. He had clearly done his best to stop them, but the city was still breached in such a short time.

Moreover, this was without the presence of the commander of the Divine Xia Legion.

But clearly, the current situation left him no time to think.

He suddenly swung his staff, unleashing a massive storm wall that temporarily forced back Li Tiezhu, who was relentlessly attacking him like a mad dog.

He then channeled his magic into his throat, and his voice echoed throughout the entire city of Falling Clouds.

"All elven warriors, heed my command!"

"Abandon the outer city defenses and retreat to the inner city!"

"Use existing buildings as cover, prepare for urban warfare!"

The moment the order was given, the remaining elven soldiers on the city wall felt as if they had been granted a pardon.

Although they had the courage to fight to the death, in the face of such a one-sided massacre with no chance of winning, the instinct to survive prevailed.

The elves began to fight and retreat, attempting to withdraw to the inner city via the city wall's steps.

They heard Eland give the order to retreat.

Celine is also preparing to withdraw from the battlefield.

However, the moment she turned around, she was shocked to find that the space in front of her began to shake violently, and then a figure flashed out from the spatial ripples.

"This is……"

However, before she could react, a chill that seemed to freeze her soul suddenly surged up from the end of her spine.

"Be careful!"

In my ears, Eland's roar seemed to come from another world, indistinct and distant.

Celine tried to react, but her already exhausted body couldn't keep up with her brain's commands.

She felt as if the space around her had turned into a tightly wrung-out wet towel, with every inch of air filled with sticky resistance.

A tearing pain shot through his heart, and his remaining magic power instantly stopped flowing.

Immediately afterwards, a teasing male voice rang out, as if close to her ear.

"Isn't it a bit too late to leave now?"

The moment she finished speaking, Celine looked down.

Suddenly, a gleaming silver dagger pierced her chest, its tip protruding from her back.

Blood gushed from his chest like a fountain, dripping onto the ground along the blade.

She stiffly twisted her neck, using the last of her strength to look back.

A young man dressed in the standard uniform of the Calamity Legion stood less than half a meter behind her, with a harmless smile on his face.

It was none other than Bai Ye, the deputy commander of the Calamity Army and a space traveler.

"you……"

Celine opened her mouth as if to say something, but all that came up in her throat was gushing out large amounts of green blood.

She didn't understand when this man had appeared.

He was clearly a saint, and although his domain was shattered, his perception of the surrounding space still remained. So why could someone approach him so silently?

"Shh, don't speak."

Bai Ye raised a finger to his lips, his smile growing even gentler: "Dizziness is normal."