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

The gale gathered wildly at his feet, transforming into a blue wind wall that stretched across the sky and lifted the surging seawater upwards.

Beside him, Elder Ge and Tang Yi exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with unwavering resolve.

"Old Chen, lend a hand!"

Old Ge clasped his hands together abruptly, a bloody gash appearing in his palms, from which golden-red Origin-level essence seeped into the ocean.

This caused the entire East China Sea continental shelf beneath their feet to tremble violently.

Tang Yi drew a long knife from his waist and slashed his left arm, the blood instantly staining the blade red.

"Forbidden Spell - Nine Heavens Mystic Wind! Rise!"

The three most powerful pillars of Sherlock Holmes were practically burning their own power at this moment.

Together they unleashed a powerful forbidden spell.

Suddenly, the forbidden spells merged in mid-air.

A bluish-green gale, carrying crimson magma rising from the ground, instantly transformed into a giant crimson-green python hundreds of meters long, soaring upwards with terrifying power capable of burning mountains and boiling seas.

He crashed head-on into Richard.

Where the giant python swept past, even the air was scorched and distorted.

The waves below were directly evaporated into billowing white mist.

At the same time, the powerful figures from the Sakura Kingdom and the South India Kingdom, who were guarding both sides, dared not hold back in the slightest.

They knew very well that if Chen Zhenyuan and the other two Divine Origin-level experts were defeated head-on, the rest of them would not even have a chance to escape.

"Iai·Thousand Blades Sora!"

Furukawa Yamamoto gritted his teeth, and in an instant, the famous sword at his waist was drawn.

The snow-white blade light transformed into a ribbon stretching hundreds of feet, tearing through the rain and slashing straight at the two hunters behind Richard.

"Amitabha!"

The monk Tianxing's face flushed bright red at that moment.

He ripped off the badly worn bone Buddhist prayer beads from his chest and crushed them into powder in his palm.

"boom!"

A blinding golden light shot up from the top of his head, and a hundred-foot-tall, wrathful Vajra phantom rose from the ground behind him.

The colossus shattered the rocks and raised its golden fist, the size of a millstone.

It slammed down hard on the swooping hunters.

The remaining dozen or so demigods also went crazy, pushing forward all their best-kept high-level scrolls.

A sky full of sword light, Buddhist light, thunder, and frost intertwined to form a magnificent death zone over the East China Sea.

Everyone was hoping that, even if their individual combat strength was inferior to these extraterrestrial bandits, the sheer number of top-tier experts from all planes would at least forcefully halt the enemy's charge in mid-air.

However, reality is despairing.

Richard, swooping down, looked at the crimson-blue giant python rushing towards him, and at the barrage of attacks, but he was not afraid at all.

"A bunch of low-dimensional natives' trashy tricks, they dare to show them off and embarrass themselves."

He didn't slow down at all. The moment the giant python pounced in front of him, he simply raised his right hand and clenched his fist.

Then, he would unleash the destructive power within his body, forged through countless battles in the starry sea.

He threw the punch without holding back.

"break."

The next instant, a jet-black fist-shaped aura suddenly exploded in mid-air.

The giant python, imbued with the combined efforts of Chen Zhenyuan, Elder Ge, and Tang Yi, was struck by the fist's energy.

The dragon head was instantly blasted to pieces.

The violent backlash surged back along the energy loop.

"Snap!"

Chen Zhenyuan felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest by a heavy hammer, and his protective aura shattered instantly.

He let out a muffled groan, and blood splattered directly onto his chest.

"puff--!"

Both Ge Lao and Tang Yi were struck as if by a heavy blow, their right sleeves being torn to shreds by the force of the energy.

The skin and flesh on his arm were torn apart piece by piece.

The three figures were completely out of control, flying thousands of meters backward from a height of hundreds of meters like kites with broken strings, crashing through three breakwaters behind them, and finally sinking deep into a pile of hard rocks.

Smoke and dust billowed, and gravel flew everywhere.

"Commander Chen! Old Ge!"

The Sheikhan officers on the rear defense line were furious, their throats almost bleeding from shouting.

But they didn't even have time to check on the injuries of their seniors.

Because the massacre in the sky had already begun.

"Hahahaha! This bunch of trash dares to block my way?!"

Ramos, laughing wildly, burst through the air currents behind Richard.

The giant axe in his hand, imbued with immense power, was aimed directly at the wrathful Vajra Dharma image summoned by the Heavenly Monk.

"Smash it for me!"

Ramos's arms bulged with veins, and he brought his giant axe down in a sweeping motion.

"clang--!!"

The loud noise made everyone in the entire sea area feel a sharp pain in their eardrums.

That day, even the Vajra Dharma Form Domain of the wandering monk was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of the giant axe, and a hideous crack was forcibly cleaved open between his eyebrows.

"Click!"

The hundred-foot-tall Dharma image exploded with a roar, turning into countless golden light spots that dissipated in the wind and rain.

"puff!"

The monk's knees buckled, and he collapsed heavily onto the rocks.

The bones in both arms were completely broken, blood seeped from his eye sockets and nostrils, and he collapsed.

The life force within his body was declining at an alarming rate.

On the other side, the earth-shattering blade of light unleashed by Furukawa Yamamoto was shattered in mid-air by a short spear casually tossed out by a gaunt Starsea Hunter.

The short spear continued its momentum, piercing directly through Furukawa Yamamoto's right shoulder.

This strongest demigod of the Sakura Kingdom was pinned to the beach, blood flowing continuously from the wound.

Sakura Asakusa, Tadanobu Fujiwara, Chiyo Tachibana, and several ascetics from the South Indian Kingdom were surrounded by dozens of Star Hunters and couldn't even last three rounds.

One after another, the domains were extinguished.

Screams, the sound of bones cracking, and the sound of metal tearing mingled with the sound of waves, creating a cacophony within half a minute.

The entire joint defense line, which brought together almost all the top experts in the Blue Star plane, was like a castle built of sand in the face of absolute suppression of rank and difference in combat power.

The group of Starsea Hunters swept through them in an instant, leaving them scattered and broken.

"Cough cough...cough..."

Amidst the pile of rocks on the shore, Chen Zhenyuan gripped the reef with his palms, struggling to stand up.

At this moment, his left leg had been broken in two by the collision, the broken bone piercing his trouser leg, and blood flowing into the sand with the rain.

His injuries were so severe that every breath he took caused a sharp pain in his chest.

His mouth was full of thick, sticky bloody foam.

He looked up, his eyes bloodshot, and saw that the coastal defenses had completely collapsed.

The coastal artillery positions on the high ground behind were turned into a sea of ​​fire by the energy orbs casually thrown by the two Star Hunters.

Thousands of Sheikh warriors fell in the flames.

Those demigods from various countries who were usually high and mighty were now either seriously injured and dying or trampled underfoot like dead dogs.

"The difference in strength is too great!"

Old Ge leaned against the half-broken reef, his lips trembling slightly, his eyes filled with resentment.