On the Eight Extremes Star, I awakened the twelve talismans.

Gang Dun pierced the warden's back with one hand, exiting through his chest, blood still dripping from his fingertips.

The warden looked down at the bloody hand on his chest, and his body slowly collapsed.

The allied soldiers, facing an overwhelming disparity in combat strength, suffered a crushing defeat.

Explosions began occurring continuously in all buildings of the bus prison.

Fireballs rose one after another from the ground, illuminating the gray sky with flickering light.

The video ends abruptly here.

"This low-quality cigar is actually someone of sorts. He was the one who posted the video of me smoking Blue Eyes."

"Now, someone can break into a prison with red eyes and still get caught on camera. No wonder this person is probably some kind of born camera-taking genius. Wherever he goes, he takes pictures, and wherever he goes, trouble follows."

Ye Han turned off his phone.

Upon reflection, he remembered some of the hammer.

It's the same weapon that Oak of Rift Star used to have. It's obvious that the humanoid monster was him in disguise. His ability to transform from a human into a monster must be related to his racial talent.

Otherwise, an ordinary person could not have followed Ziyan in battle for so many years and risen to this position.

Red-Eye, a former high-ranking manager of the Galaxy Eye, has now defected from the Galaxy Eye and is expanding his own power on a large scale, increasingly disregarding the Interstellar Alliance in his actions.

His willingness to storm the bus prison to rescue Gang Dun suggests that his motives are likely far more complex than simply recruiting a thug.

Gangshun might have other uses for red-eyed characters.

The news of the destruction of the bus prison will soon spread throughout the Milky Way and even the entire universe.

The Interstellar Alliance was slapped in the face. Its highest-level prison was smashed through the main gate, the warden was killed on the spot, and thousands of serious criminals fled in all directions.

This level of scandal is enough to make the top brass of the Interstellar Alliance jump in anger.

The situation inside the Galaxy Eye isn't easy either. With Red Eye gone, there will be another empty spot for Five-Colored Eye.

Neither side is easy to deal with.

Ye Han thought to himself, "The Interstellar Alliance is probably going to declare war on Galaxy Eye. The timing of Red Eye's move is too coincidental, too coincidental to be a coincidence."

"They deliberately chose to make their move right when the Storm Famila tournament was starting. Even I can't quite figure out how things are going."

Ye Han sat in the rest area of ​​the crater, nodding and shaking his head, his brows sometimes relaxed and sometimes furrowed, completely absorbed in his own thoughts.

Lingling stared at Ye Han for a long time.

In her memory, her master was not usually like this. Even when faced with the most difficult situation, Ye Han rarely showed such a deliberating expression.

"Master, what are you thinking about? You're nodding 'yes' one minute and shaking your head 'no' the next, like you've been infected with a virus."

Ye Han snapped out of his daze and glanced at Lingling.

Several other teams that had finished their races were resting nearby, and a few people were looking in their direction.

"There are too many people now, I'll talk to you backstage."

"Um."

The qualifiers in the Lava Zone officially ended after the last team crossed the finish line with the sensor halo.

The list of those who advanced was displayed on the holographic screen floating above the crater, with Ye Han's team name prominently featured in the first column.

Backstage, Lingling's eyes sparkled with curiosity: "Master, can you tell me now?"

"Yeah, what could make you look so serious?" Dia asked.

Ye Han pulled up a chair and sat down, then briefly recounted the contents of the bus prison video he had just seen.

Red-Eye personally led a team to storm the bus prison, rescuing Gangdun, who was supposed to be imprisoned for 900 years, and incidentally releasing thousands of prisoners.

The warden was killed, and the prison was bombed.

After hearing this, Dia was no stranger to red eyes.

That brief encounter on Mars left a deep impression on her regarding the enigmatic Galaxy Eye manager, who was both righteous and wicked.

In particular, his rainbow stone ability is unpredictable, and he can even leave the snow barrier unharmed.

Dia deduced, "Could it be that Red Eye chose to make its move on the day of Storm Famila in order to distract Galaxy Eye? Now Galaxy Eye's White Eye is eyeing Jupiter's Arden, and Blue Eye is eyeing Yayaro."

Ye Han replied, "That's possible. The Five-Colored Eyes have never been of one mind. Rather than partners, they are more like beasts forcibly bound together by the Galaxy Eyes."

"Being able to do something like this is typical of GalaxyEye."

Lingling suddenly remembered the task Ye Han had given her last time: "Master, speaking of the Galaxy Eye, last time you asked me to investigate the Galaxy Eye's mainframe, I carefully searched all the databases I could access, including the old files encrypted several layers inside the Galaxy Eye and the Interstellar Alliance's intelligence summary about the Galaxy Eye."

"Currently, there is no definite information about the mastermind, and there are no records of its identity left inside the Galaxy Eye. Even its code name only appeared in a few very early encrypted communications, and then it was as if it was deliberately erased."

"However, based on some very scattered clues, the mainframe does not seem to be a living being. I cannot determine whether it is a free agent with some special ability, some kind of advanced program, or an ideological life form that we have never encountered before."

This answer was beyond Ye Han's expectations.

"It's not easy to find these regrets. I didn't expect you to find anything before I asked you. After all, Master Ma has been searching for thousands of years and still couldn't find any definite information. You've already helped a lot by digging these up."

Lingling was a little embarrassed by his praise: "I will keep a close eye out for you, Master. If you give me a little more time, I might be able to get some definite information."

Dia glanced at the screen beside him and interjected, "Forget about next time for now. The rules for the second match have been announced, and it's about to begin."

The format for the second match was very simple.

There are ten competition zones, with one team selected from each zone, for a total of ten teams competing in a free-for-all, ultimately selecting six groups.

The top six teams are narrowed down to three, and then the rankings are determined.

There are no elimination thresholds, no revival mechanism, and the outcome is decided in one match.

The first-place winner will receive a prize of ten million and the Heart of Jupiter.

The competitions in ten regions kicked off simultaneously.

Ye Han began his most leisurely, passive winning mode.

Dia and Lingling worked together seamlessly, easily defeating multiple opponents and eliminating many after several rounds of combat.

After several intense elimination rounds, the free-for-all began.

The main stadium erupted in cheers.

A dazzling array of abilities intertwined and blossomed, creating a visual spectacle.

As the number of people on the field decreased, some people in the audience gradually noticed Ye Han.

The person who didn't take the initiative to make a move throughout the entire process, and whom no one dared to approach.

The contestants on site felt it very clearly; they had a sense of oppression as if facing the Grim Reaper, and were filled with dread.

It instilled awe in them, making them afraid to approach.

However, the perspective of the audience at the scene was completely different.

On the holographic screen, they only saw that the man never made a move, and every time a group approached, it was blocked by the two girls beside him.

They all thought Ye Han was a nobody supported by the two women, who carried him through the game and made him an easy winner.

"Look at that guy, he's making two women stand in front of him while he hides in the back and enjoys the view."

"What's wrong with that guy? He didn't lift a finger the whole time; it was the two women who did all the fighting. How could he even stand in the ring like that?"

"How can a team that wins by relying on women make it to the finals? When did the Storm Farmira tournament become so unremarkable?"

"Didn't you see how he was just now? Hands in his pockets, walking slowly, like he was just browsing the market. If it weren't for his strong teammates, he would have been eliminated in the first round."

"Could this pretty boy be the young master of some tycoon? Hiring two female bodyguards to compete, just posing on stage so he can brag about participating in Storm Famila?"

"With teammates like that, I could do it too. I'm so envious..."

"Don't disbelieve me, I watched those matches in the Lava Zone. This guy isn't as bad as you say. You'll see in the finals. I really like him!"