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

McDonald and Hama had always been a duo before, and they were able to participate this time only after the gray-haired girl joined, which made up the number of participants.

With McDonald playing with all his might, the outcome of the game was no longer in doubt.

Aurora, the captain of Sugar Cross Star, is indeed quite skilled, and every move he makes draws screams from the audience. However, entertainment value does not equal practical value.

The Sugar Cube Cross pattern is destined to fail.

On the other hand, Hama's gunpowder feathers had an aerial advantage, and with a single flap of their wings, they unleashed a barrage of precise explosions.

Having gained air superiority, they are now in an invincible position.

The gray-haired girl sat on an origami crane, her slender fingers flying back and forth between paper bags and battlefields, origami creations flying out of her hands in an endless stream.

They displayed the aura of a summoner who controlled the entire field.

Having foreseen the outcome at a glance, Ye Han turned to look at another arena.

I happened to catch a glimpse of Ruger.

Ruger is walking out of the barrier between the players' tunnel and the backstage area.

Several staff members responsible for blocking the passage tried to stop him, but they were all dealt with in one fell swoop.

Having successfully entered the competition, Luger swiftly defeated all six competitors.

Their bodies scattered across the ground, becoming six pools of blue building blocks of varying sizes.

The person is still alive, but can do nothing.

This feeling of helplessness is more suffocating than death itself.

Ruger bent down and picked something up from the pile of scattered blocks.

It was a pink robot, a round robot with two big, round eyes that took up half of its face.

Ruger carefully compared them and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Could this be Eva?" Ye Han wondered to himself.

The thing that Galaxy Eye searched for for so long actually looks so harmless.

Ruger went to great lengths to infiltrate Storm Famila in order to steal this little gadget from this contestant.

Ye Han chuckled to himself, silently flipping his right hand at his side, conjuring up an identical pink robot out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, the invisibility ability was activated, and he disappeared from the field.

Everyone's attention was completely captivated by Ruger's sudden intrusion and the horrifying sight of the six contestants turning into building blocks.

Luger was completely unaware.

Holding the pink robot in one hand, he took out a communicator with the other.

A few seconds later, the holographic image showed the whites of the eyes.

"Lord Byakugan, I've got Ava."

"Well done, I'll be there soon."

The communication ended, and a dense buzzing sound filled the air above the stadium.

Hundreds of drones swarmed out from various passageways in the arena dome, their energy cannons beneath their bellies all aimed at Luger in the center of the arena.

Each drone's wing is branded with the Storm Farmira tournament emblem, part of the security system deployed by Medici.

The drone encirclement tightened rapidly, trapping Ruger in a circular area with a radius of less than ten meters.

One of the drones slowly descended and hovered directly in front of Ruger.

Medici's voice came from the fuselage, his tone forceful: "Ruger, do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Ruger looked up at the drone, a wide grin spreading across his face, revealing an exaggerated, almost manic smile.

He spread his hands, his posture arrogant, like an actor taking a bow in the center of the stage:

"Consequences? What consequences? Once Lord Byakugan arrives, the entire galaxy will be destroyed!"

"Hahaha! Storm Famila? It's all outdated children's games! It's utterly useless against an absolute powerhouse! You ingrate, you dare talk to me about consequences?"

"Ungrateful wretch?" Medici's voice was icy. "Ruger, I know you have special abilities. Conventional methods can't kill you, but restraining you is a piece of cake."

"A person who is used and discarded will probably never understand this until they die..."

Ruger's laughter stopped abruptly.

He stopped wasting words with Medici and looked up at the sky.

The sky above the stadium suddenly distorted.

The atmosphere distorted into a transparent ripple.

At the center of the ripples, a white spaceship appeared out of thin air.

On the top deck of the spaceship's bridge, Bai Yan stood facing the wind.

His signature red apron fluttered gently in the wind, his entire face was in shadow, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

Luger raised his arm, and Ava was thrown in the direction of White Eyes.

The flight path deviated slightly during the flight, by such a minute margin that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

He took the item with a blank expression and muttered, "I think I saw something flash by just now. Was it just my imagination?"

After getting the item, Bai Yan didn't have time to think about anything else. He said a few words to Luger and left.

"Ruger, deal with these people."

As soon as he finished speaking, the space around the white spaceship distorted once again.

The spaceship disappeared.

Upon receiving the order, Ruger smiled again as he faced the overwhelming swarm of drones and the rapidly assembling security forces.

He slowly raised his hands, and a faint blue light shone from his fingertips.

"Alright, time to clear the area!"

"When Galaxy Eye does things, those who don't want to die, better keep quiet! You lot, get out here now!"

Under orders.

The entire planet Ganymede has changed.

One warship after another sailed into Ganymede, their pitch-black hulls densely packed in the air, the distance between them perfectly uniform.

The same is true in outer space, where countless warships are scattered like stars around Ganymede.

The Big Head Pike team, hidden among the audience, all shed their disguises, revealing their Galaxy Eyes-made combat suits.

Each of them held a gun and pulled the trigger at the audience members next to them who hadn't even had time to react.

The audience's reaction shifted from astonishment to horror in an instant.

The moment the first spectator was struck and fell by the energy gun of the Bighead Squad, the collective rationality of the crowd collapsed.

Screams spread like a plague through the stands as millions rose to their feet and surged toward the exits.

People in the front row are pushed over by those in the back, and those in the back are trampled by those even further back...

The security system retaliated swiftly.

Medici has been operating on Jupiter for so many years; he couldn't possibly be without a backup plan.

The planet's automated defense turrets activated simultaneously, unleashing a barrage of orange-red energy cannon fire at the Galaxy Eye warship in the sky, creating a dense burst of fire in the air.

With a deafening roar, the entire planet became a living hell.

Corpses lay scattered about, and blood flowed like a river.

Many participants realized the truth: this was not a terrorist attack, but a full-scale offensive against Jupiter.

Storm Famila is merely a smokescreen used by the Galactic Eye to deceive others.

Going head-on with Galaxy Eyes would never end well. Although these contestants are all skilled fighters, when facing an entire organized fleet, their individual strength is like a match in a storm, which will only blaze briefly before going out.

There's no need to risk my life here; I'll leave first.

This idea became a consensus among everyone.

In the contestants' tunnel, all the fighters were united as one, determined to break through the Galaxy Eye's blockade and leave the Milky Way on their own spaceship.