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

"Damn it!!!"

Upon seeing this, Anya's eyes began to twitch uncontrollably, and the veins on her forehead became bulging.

So much so that when she looked up at Virgil Joseph again, her eyes were filled with a desire to tear him apart.

Clearly, she understood that this bastard knew he wouldn't gain anything by confronting her head-on, and that he was certain she would protect the fleet, so he started using these underhanded tactics to block her attacks and prevent her from getting close.

"Anya, calm down!"

She forcefully stopped herself from rushing forward again, her mind racing as she began to think about how to break through the encirclement.

Currently, the warp is filled with the armies of the Old Gods; to leap over would be tantamount to suicide.

However, the followers of those false gods didn't give her any time to think.

Suddenly, deep within the distant sea of ​​stars, things began to distort without warning.

Then, a grayish cloud of gas squeezed out from the starry sky, and the moment it appeared, it ignored the distance in space and appeared in front of her, landing on her.

"uh-huh!"

A muffled groan rolled down Anya's throat, and her body began to scream alarms, with sharp pains shooting through her nerve endings.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable pain shot through her limbs and bones, piercing deep into her very bones, and her vision was suddenly obscured by a thick layer of gray.

The once brilliant starlight dimmed in an instant, and countless screams and vicious whispers echoed in her mind, causing her consciousness to tremble violently.

The surging stellar energy and magic power in the meridians began to stagnate, and every inch of muscle was spasming.

"Damn it! What the hell is this thing?"

Despite her physical discomfort, Anya quickly glanced at her status panel.

But with just one glance, her expression turned quite unpleasant.

The attribute panel, which had originally emitted a pale blue light, was now a shocking crimson.

Strength, agility, spirit, physique.

All attributes are plummeting at an alarming rate.

10%, 20%, 40%...

At the same time, a gray-black skull mark appeared on her status bar.

"curse!!"

Upon seeing this, Anya's heart pounded wildly.

She clearly recognized that this was a high-level negative status effect inflicted by a top-tier curse-wielding professional.

And this level of debuff, if it cannot be cleared in a short time.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, she would become a helpless cripple, completely at the mercy of others.

In a life-or-death situation, there is absolutely no room for hesitation.

Anya didn't look at Viggie Joseph's reaction in the distance; a thought suddenly struck her.

A faint light flashed in his palm, and a small water bottle appeared out of thin air.

【Star Source Pure Dew】.

Without the slightest hesitation, his five fingers tightened abruptly.

Click.

With a crisp cracking sound, the crystal water bottle turned into dust, and a handful of liquid radiating pure starlight slid through her fingers and instantly merged into her palm.

The cool air rushed into her body with a forceful force.

Wherever it passed, the gray curse aura attached to the meridians and deep bone marrow was quickly dissolved and purified, the nauseating whispers in the head stopped abruptly, and vision was restored.

The shocking crimson on the status bar quickly disappeared, and the plummeting attribute values ​​began to recover rapidly under the cleansing of the Star Source Water.

"That was close!!!"

Seeing that the situation had improved, Anya breathed a sigh of relief, looked up again, and stared in the direction from which the gray cloud of gas had flown.

The next moment, she saw three new creatures appear behind Viggie Joseph.

Walking on the far left was a dwarf less than a meter tall. He was so dry that he was just skin and bones, his gray skin covered with dense lividity. A tattered robe hung on his body, and the staff in his hand seemed to be made from the spine of some kind of dragon-like creature, emitting a faint blue light.

The second one is an monstrous fish with an exaggerated size, estimated to be at least ten meters tall. Its thick, dark purple carapace is covered with bulging muscles, and it has no hands, only two huge, scarlet double blades.

The third one was a slender bird-like creature. Its back was high and arched, and beneath its two feathers, a dozen thick tentacles extended from its spine. At the end of each tentacle was a small drum with a surface that had a creepy, human-skin-like texture, and the tentacles writhed slightly.

"Thump—thump—"

A ring of transparent ripples, visible to the naked eye, spread across the starry sky.

Four top-tier powerhouses, exuding the aura of pseudo-gods' offspring, lined up in the starry sky, their immense pressures intertwined, their spiritual power directly locked onto her.

Three system panels, obscuring half the starry sky, crashed down in Anya's sight.

【Name: Morak the Corrupted Healer, the Calamity Seeker (Family of the False God)】

[Level: 132 (???)]

[HP: 160 billion/160 billion]

[Status: Blessed by a False God/Withered Aura/Beset by Misfortune]

[Introduction: An anomaly who crawled out of a pile of rotting corpses, he spent his life researching how to make life wither away in the most painful way. His curse even troubled the gods, but he was eventually subdued by his proxy, Munedimi, and accepted the blessing of the [Ancient False God, Shivi Zogra], becoming an apostle who spreads death.]

【Name: Tyrannical Starbreaker Calgar (Family of a False God)】

[Level: 135 (???)]

[HP: 220 billion/220 billion]

[Status: False God's Blessing/Bloodlust Berserk/Absolute Severance]

[Description: A pure machine of violence. He once cleaved the core of a life-bearing planet with his twin blades. His mind is devoid of tactics, driven only by the primal urge to shred his prey. He follows the Agent Munetimi and receives the blessing of the [Ancient False God, Shivi Zogra].]

【Name: Sound Annihilation Soth (False God's Familiar)】

[Level: 131 (???)]

[HP: 150 billion/150 billion]

[Status: Blessed by a False God/Soul Shock/Silent Realm]

[Description: A drum is crafted by peeling the skin off a high-ranking archmage; its striking sound can directly shatter the enemy's mind, driving them to madness and delusion. Follow the Agent Munetimi and receive the blessing of the [Ancient False God, Shivi Zogra].]

Upon seeing the description of the enemy in front of her on the panel, Anya clenched her fists, her expression turning grim.

Even with her resilient character, she couldn't help but feel a wave of despair at this moment.

What does it mean to have four top-tier professionals at level 130 or above?

As the governor, she knew it perfectly well.

In the vast Starfall Divine Realm, if any faction could gather four such combatants, they wouldn't even need to bring any starships.

Simply traversing the starry sky is enough to completely wipe out the civilization of a small star system in a very short time.