Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"Crab claws!"

Panda recalled seeing someone eating crab a few days ago, and wondered if this looked similar.

The starry sky trembled at the cry of the Zerg Queen, and the humanoid figures that had coalesced in the hive suddenly transformed into the style of an eggshell woodblock print of "The Scream".

With the Void Descent buff, An Ran pierced through the domain with a single sword strike and severed the hardest part of the Zerg Queen's body.

Death is like the wind, always by your side.

The Zerg Queen was gripped by endless terror.

This human is too strong!

It was stronger than it had anticipated.

Even the increasingly powerful ancient god Sulaim did not give it this feeling; it seemed that if it took one more step forward, it would be crushed by An Ran's sharp gaze.

The physical pain did not drive the Zerg Queen into a frenzy; all she wanted now was to escape.

In order to survive, they would not hesitate to detonate the entire nest.

"Holy crap, is it that ruthless?"

An Ran's expression changed slightly upon noticing something was wrong with the mother nest. Even with her gray health bar, her main body could still be damaged under such continuous impact.

Considering the potential enemies they might face next, Anran decided to retreat for the time being.

It's highly unusual for this Zerg Queen to be in this position. If there hadn't been a traitor among us, I would have roasted and eaten her on the spot!

The mother hive throbbed incessantly, on the verge of exploding. At that moment, the color of deep space suddenly darkened, making the already gloomy cosmic space even more profound.

"There's a spatial fluctuation!" the panda warned, turning her head to the left. "There are four in total."

The panda's eyes shone like flashlights towards a certain point in deep space, as if lifting a black curtain to completely expose what was hiding inside.

An Ran's pupils contracted.

They are two Grandmaster-level demons and two human Grandmasters!

The highest level among them reached level 166. Although they were not as high as the Zerg Queen, they had the advantage of being numerous.

"How were you discovered?"

One of the human males exclaimed in surprise that the place they were in was an alternate dimension created by demons, completely different from the Zerg Queen's rudimentary use of layered space.

Until he spotted the panda with glowing eyes, he nodded: "No wonder, so she was here."

That's someone who can safely move Planet Sark to another dimension—a user of spatial abilities.

It's not surprising that they were able to find their location.

"..."

An Ran frowned.

She had already figured out the two men's affiliation through her reconnaissance skills; they were from the Star River Freedom Alliance. Could this be related to Faulkner?

"Now that it's been exposed, there's no need to keep hiding it."

The demon and the two humans flew out from the alternate dimension.

They surrounded Anran and the panda in a pincer formation.

The demon with three tentacles on its head fixed its gaze on the pitiful Zerg Queen, and its ugly mouth suddenly grinned: "Hahaha, how did you become like this? You Zerg are so useless."

The Zerg Queen's head has grown back more than halfway, but the broken scythe is not so easy to repair.

It sneered, "Why don't you try it yourself?"

Taking advantage of An Ran's distraction, the Zerg Queen quickly absorbed her tattered hive into her body.

The triangular demon curled his lip: "It's just one more person than expected, yet you've managed to push yourself to this point, shh..."

The sarcasm was obvious enough.

"It's not as simple as just having one more person."

Because the other person didn't make a move at all.

The Triangular Demon interrupted the Zerg Queen directly: "Now you can watch how we drive her into a corner!"

An Ran didn't pay attention to their conversation.

For her, it just meant four more opponents than she had expected.

She glanced at the remaining time for the Void Descent; there were still more than 26 minutes left. That was enough. Even if she couldn't win, escaping would be no problem at all.

An Ran looked at the two humans: "Shouldn't you be fighting demons on Planet Philber? I'm quite surprised to see you here."

"Ok?"

The two people were immediately stunned.

When exactly was their identity leaked?

"Stop wasting your breath on her, just kill her." The demon revealed a cruel smile.

The two people nodded.

Regardless of how An Ran found out, as long as they don't admit it and let An Ran remain asleep here forever, there will be no future troubles.

A flash of lightning, and one of the men thought to himself, "So, please, go and die!"

Chapter 20 This is treason!

Signal transmission requires space.

When the opponent is a human master skilled in spatial abilities and two demons who are masters of manipulating other dimensions, even if the opponent is a master-level mechanic, they feel they are in a very safe position.

It's impossible for messages to get out of here!

As long as An Ran is dealt with before the scheduled time, then all of this will turn into "An Ran was not strong enough, failed to stop the demon, and instead died here, which is a regrettable thing."

An Ran roughly guessed their intentions, but now was not the time to concern herself with that.

The demon race shares some similarities in character with the barbarians of the Wildlings. Although they are cunning and treacherous, when it comes to fighting, demons believe in "life and death are nothing to fear, if you disagree, then fight."

Anran, however, is different.

She adheres to the principle of "running away if you can't beat them, and slapping them hard in the face if you can beat them."

Coincidentally, An Ran was level 168 at this time, ranking first in the entire field. She also inherited 30% of the panda's attribute values. Even without inheriting the panda's abilities, the mere attribute boost gave her, a mechanic, the ability to go head-to-head with melee classes.

Therefore, An Ran had absolutely no intention of running away.

Both sides adopted a strategy of avoiding unnecessary arguments and getting straight to the point.

After the demons shouted the slogan to kill An Ran, they immediately created an alternate dimension to separate An Ran and the panda.

"That way you won't be able to call for reinforcements!"

"I'll kill you first, and then slowly deal with that little thing outside."

The demon grinned, and hundreds of deep purple, gleaming blades flew from its wings, completely blocking An Ran's escape route.

"This is the space I created. Your warp ability is now useless. Just accept your fate and die!"

An Ran drew the Holy Judgment Sword; the Eye of True Sight had already reported the opponent's movements to her.

This was just an appetizer for the enemy; she still had to deal with attacks from three people.

Just then, the alien space that the demon was so proud of was suddenly ripped open, and the panda walked in from outside, complaining as he went, "Why do we have to fight in such an unstable space? It would be terrible if we hurt ourselves too."

The panda, who can freely traverse space, is not entirely unafraid of the destructive power when space collapses; otherwise, she would have already emerged from the gap between worlds.

"How did you get in?"

The demon who created the alternate dimension was taken aback when he saw the adorable panda.

The human girl with the panda head found the location of the alternate dimension in less than a second. Is this a joke?

Even demons couldn't do that.

The demon's heart suddenly contracted; this was their unique warning sign of impending danger.

It's a flaw!

The moment the energy within the demon's body stagnated, An Ran immediately made her move.

This time she did not use the mechanical legion, because she was worried that if this alternate dimension exploded, her mechanical legion would suffer heavy losses.

An Ran merely used the spatial teleportation ability unique to the Void race.

Her body vanished from the spot in an instant.

"Gone?"

The Grandmaster from the Star Alliance widened his eyes: "Such speed!"

The blades of light that were originally aimed at An Ran suddenly stopped in mid-air, having lost their target as they were tracking their prey.

It was as if the target no longer existed in this world.

"This isn't about speed!"

The demon was terrified; it sensed something was wrong, but it was too late to react.

Because Anran had already arrived behind it, gripped the Holy Judgment Sword with both hands, and thrust it forward heavily.

"Indeed, this is a spatial jump!"

An Ran's voice echoed in the demon's mind.

A cruel smile played on her delicate face. The energy emanating from the Holy Judgment Sword blew An Ran's hairpin away, and her flaxen hair danced in the wind.

Rather than calling a demon a demon, it's more accurate to say that Anran, who is whispering in the demon's ear at this moment, is more like a demon.

This is a strike that comes with a dash, backstab, and critical strike bonus!

The surging power of faith instantly pierced the demon's body and went straight into his heart.

"-167500"

A huge damage number floated above the demon's head.

At the same time, game notification sounds kept ringing in An Ran's ears.