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

"Ugh—!"

The next moment, a very strange groan, somewhere between pain and pleasure, came from Wang Cang's mouth.

How to describe that feeling?

It's like being in the desert, almost dying of thirst, when suddenly you find a can of cool Coke right in front of you.

One bite, and you feel a refreshing coolness that goes from your scalp to your heels.

Instantly, all 36,000 pores on his body opened up.

Indeed, the power emanating from the remnant heart of the blazing sun within his body was still rampaging, like a mad bull locked in a cage, scorching his internal organs.

However, the level of pain has decreased from the level of "death by a thousand cuts" to the level of "being slashed with a knife".

At least, I can catch my breath now.

At the same time, he could also feel his body, which was on the verge of collapse, being rapidly repaired by gentle yet powerful forces.

Under the influence of green and white light, those jagged cracks are slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the healing speed is far slower than the breaking speed, at least a delicate balance has been formed, and it doesn't fall apart on the spot.

Seeing that Wang Cang's condition had finally stabilized under the onslaught of massive healing spells, everyone present secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, while Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief, Richard, who had exerted every ounce of strength, almost suffocated.

At this moment, the bridge of the Death Star was deathly silent.

All the Star Hunters, including Richard himself, stared wide-eyed at the still-glowing planet on the main screen, like toads struck by lightning.

Just now, they unleashed a full-force attack, combining almost all the power of the entire ship, and slammed it squarely into that golden shield.

You must know, that's a force powerful enough to blast a star into cosmic dust.

However, this terrifying energy, apart from creating a ripple on the golden shield, didn't even make a sound.

That indestructible golden shield didn't even change color, let alone break.

"It...it blocked it?"

A hunter's lips trembled, his voice filled with the horror of seeing a ghost.

What the hell is this thing?

A native plane with hardly any Origin-level powerhouses actually took the main cannon of their Death Star, and it was even in overload mode.

If this gets out, the Fallen Leaf Court should stop calling itself the Star Sea Hunters and start calling itself the Star Sea Joke.

"Boss... this..."

"Shut up!"

Richard's face had turned from ashen to purplish-red, and he looked like a gas cylinder about to explode.

It was at this moment that he finally understood why the Heart of the Blazing Sun could fetch such an astronomical price on the black market.

This kind of groundbreaking prop is just too over-the-top.

Thinking about this, Richard felt a sense of despair.

However, what made him even more desperate was the alarm sounding again on the bridge.

"Beep—! Warning! The Libra Nexus Fleet has entered its normal navigation range! Expected arrival in 47 minutes!"

Forty-seven minutes!

Richard's eyes twitched violently.

If they can't open it, they won't even have a chance to escape.

Thinking of this, the last shred of reason in Richard's eyes vanished completely.

"Pass on my order: stuff all the spare energy, spare equipment, and every usable crystal into the main cannon, you son of a bitch!"

"Give that damn cannon blast again!"

"Even if I have to set this ship on firecrackers today, I'll blow this hull apart!"

"Bomb them!!!"

Amid Richard's frenzied roar, the Star Hunters showed no hesitation.

Instead, they were filled with madness.

I'm taking the gamble!

Since we're going to die anyway, might as well take a big gamble!

In an instant, the muzzle of the main gun, which had already dimmed, once again lit up with that eerie blue light of destruction.

More violent and more dazzling than before!

The entire Death Star began to rattle and bang under this force.

Countless parts flew off, and the ship's hull tore apart like pieces of paper.

The next second, another spear of judgment, carrying the last frenzy of a group of desperate men, shot once again towards that tranquil golden expanse!

……

Meanwhile, in the Elf Forest.

After several hours of forced march, the Iron Torrent of the Calamity Army finally arrived at their destination—the elven capital, the Emerald Palace.

When Gu Xu led a group of officers to stand on the ridge and gazed at the legendary city of elves, even he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

To be fair, these people with long ears do have great taste.

The entire Emerald Palace is less a city and more a work of art carved into the earth.

The massive city walls appeared to be constructed from some strange rock that shimmered with an emerald green luster.

Countless glowing vines and exotic flowers and plants grow on the walls.

In the heart of the city, an ancient tree, so enormous it defies description, pierces the sky.

That is the World Tree upon which the elves depend for survival.

However, at this moment, this World Tree, which should have been full of life, was burning with golden flames from the inside out, like a giant firework with a lit fuse, ready to ascend to the heavens at any moment.

Even worse off were the elven soldiers on the city walls.

Under the continuous scorching heat of the "Radiant Sun" halo, which is an oversized "Divine Purification" aura.

These supposedly elegant and noble elves all looked as if they had just been taken off the barbecue grill.

They were covered in black smoke, their skin was charred and cracked, and their natural power was suppressed to the point of being nonexistent. They could only survive on the city wall by relying on their belief in not being wiped out.

The entire Emerald Palace was filled with a peculiar smell, a mixture of roasted meat and despair.

"Holy crap..."

Li Tiezhu stared with his large, round eyes, and subconsciously sniffed: "Commander, this smell... it actually smells quite good!"

Beside him, Su Qiong slapped him on the back of the head, looking speechless: "Smell my foot! Do you think this is a picnic or outing?"

"Hehe, I was just trying to lighten the mood."

Li Tiezhu scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly.

Gu Xu ignored the bickering between the two. He looked down at the chaotic capital city with great interest, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"It seems that the information provided by that elf called the Green Leaf Faction is quite reliable."

"These long-eared guys are really going to die soon."

He had initially expected a fierce battle and was even prepared to summon a few new servants of calamity to have some fun.

As it turned out, the old men in his family ordered a "ball defense system," which completely skipped his appetizers, making the meal rather bland.

The next moment, Su Qiong came to Gu Xu's side, lit a cigarette, looked at the horrific scene below, and said calmly, "Commander, when do we make our move?"

Hearing this, Gu Xu looked up at the bright sunlight in the sky and smiled slightly: "Their food is almost ready. It would be impolite if we didn't start eating soon."

"All troops, listen to my command—"

After saying that, Gu Xu paused, raised his hand, and a slow smile spread across his face: "Follow me and press down!"