Poverty makes me capable of anything.

He loudly questioned An Ran: "You are the Chief of the Imperial Guard, why did you save that Demon Lord? It was about to die at my hands."

Is An Ran a traitor?

Or is she trying to steal my credit?

Samuel was very angry.

Even though he didn't consider himself a match for An Ran, he was determined to get to the bottom of things this time.

"That's why I told you to calm down and listen to my explanation first."

An Ran looked utterly dejected. Seriously, this sound that was being transmitted directly into her mind was far too loud, and she couldn't just cover her ears.

“Fine, I’d like to see how you explain this.” Samuel crossed his arms.

I'm not dead?

I didn't die!

Overjoyed at being rescued from the brink of death, the Demon Lord reformed its body and launched a sneak attack on An Ran, who was not far away.

then……

The Demon Lord's neck was automatically delivered into the panda's little hands.

Given the panda's current size, one hand wouldn't even be able to grasp half of the Demon Lord's neck.

However, this is not a big problem; although the hands are small, they are quite strong.

With a clench of her right hand, the panda pinched the Demon Lord's neck so thin that it could be easily grasped with one hand.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were watching Tom get caught and beaten up.

buzzing...

The Demon Lord's brain was trembling.

It was horrified to find that it was left with only its head and neck; the rest of its body had been divided into five pieces and thrown into different spaces.

In Anran and Panda's eyes, the Demon Lord's body was still intact and connected.

When it comes to the use of space, the panda claims to be number one among all the creatures here, and no other creature dares to stand on the stage with her.

Even Anran wouldn't do.

Just like humans, there are top students and underachievers. An Ran is a newly emerged underachiever among the Void Clan. For an underachiever to become a top student, it is too difficult to rely solely on hard work.

clap clap clap...

The panda raised its left hand and slapped the demon lord repeatedly, left and right, a thousand times in a row.

They reduced the Demon Lord's health to half.

"You dare to ambush An Ran? You're asking for trouble."

Switch hands, and unleash another thousand hits.

clap clap clap...

Samuel seemed somewhat lost in thought.

"If you had just killed it."

An Ran pointed at the Demon Lord who was being beaten and continued, "The Demon Lord's life force will be devoured by Longka."

"Lonka?"

"It's that giant winged serpent ancient god."

"Not only that Demon Lord, but you can't escape either. Aren't you curious about where all of that Demon Lord's power went?"

"Where did you go?"

"It has turned into a demon egg."

As soon as An Ran finished speaking, the Demon Lord, who had been brutally beaten by the panda, opened his mouth and spat out an egg.

“The moment you kill the Demon Lord, this egg will assimilate into your body, and then Longka will devour the Demon Lord along with you, which will greatly increase its power,” Anran explained.

The egg is the true form of the Demon Lord.

“These demon lords have become Longka’s prisoners. Only by killing Longka can we kill them; otherwise, we will only create more trouble for ourselves.”

"Damn it, that's so despicable!"

Samuel believed it after seeing the egg.

The immense energy contained within it cannot be faked.

A chill ran down his spine. He had seemingly effortlessly defeated the Demon Lord, but little did he know that he had been part of someone else's scheme all along.

But this only made Samuel more curious.

He pressed An Ran's point of view: "How exactly do you know all this?"

This was a scheme by two ancient gods, yet An Ran saw through it so easily!

"Otherwise, why do you think I'm the Chief of the Guard, and not you?"

Emmm...

There's no way to refute it.

"Now is not the time to dwell on such things. We should try our best to survive. The more people we have, the easier it will be to deal with those two ancient gods."

Faced with a demon lord who cannot be killed, the only option is to cripple them and then seal them away.

Lonka has not yet fully controlled them, otherwise it would have made these demon lords commit suicide long ago.

In Anran's "Player's Eye," she could clearly see the [Puppet] symbol staring at the Demon Lord's head, while her True Sight Eye could also see a red line connecting the Demon Lord and Longka.

It truly is a case of fate bringing people together from afar.

If it were just a single Longa, Anran would have already taken up the Holy Judgment Sword and chopped it to pieces. But there's also a Sulaiman, whose whereabouts are currently unknown.

Anran remotely controlled the mechanical legion to change its target, while simultaneously initiating communication with all warships.

"Aim the cannon at that newly emerged ancient god, targeting the serpentine section between its wings."

That's where the energy of Longka is most concentrated; it's probably its core.

"I need to notify the others. You can handle it yourself."

However, before An Ran could act, the long-lost ancient god Sulaim reappeared in the trembling space.

Countless sword-like energy pillars pierced through the body of a demon lord, also piercing through a human grandmaster who was entangled with that demon lord.

Apart from An Ran, no one noticed that an egg had fallen into the master's body.

"I……"

On the wounds created by the sharp blade, countless tiny holes began to spread, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of counter-clockwise rotating vortexes appeared on both the Demon Lord and the Human Grandmaster.

"That vortex!"

Samuel was stunned.

Although the size difference was significant, he was certain he hadn't made a mistake; wasn't that just like the giant vortex that An Ran had created earlier?

If Samuel recognized it, then Anran was even less likely to mistake it.

That was clearly a spatial passage that collapsed after space was distorted to a certain degree.

It's almost connected to the gap between worlds!

A bad feeling rose in An Ran's heart.

Is it that Sulaiman originally knew this move, or can it mimic other people's moves?

The Demon Lord, who was slightly weaker, was the first to be swallowed up by the vortex, while the human grandmaster's life points were less than one-fifth.

“Panda!” An Ran shouted.

"learn!"

The panda stopped beating the Demon Lord and instantly jumped in front of An Ran.

Pula Pula —

The panda fired a shot at the grandmaster, and the contorted, pained face and body vanished.

Ok?

An Ran stared at the panda in astonishment.

I asked you to save him, not to kill him completely.

“I sent him to another dimension, so that big guy can’t touch him,” the panda explained.

Enron and Samuel understood.

But other masters don't understand.

A single blow from Sulaiman could incapacitate an ordinary Grandmaster. Including Samuel and the others, there were only seven people who were unharmed. How could they possibly defeat this monster?

Panic began to spread.

The thought arose in their minds: "Why don't we just run away? Let the empire perish if it wants to."

"This is bad! If this continues, they might fall under Longa's control!"

Compared to Sulaiman, Longka is the true master of the mind. Sulaiman's methods of controlling other beings are far too inferior to Longka's.

"We must hold it back and let the others deal with Longka first." An Ran gritted her teeth.

At this moment, the first wave of attacks from the mechanical legion and numerous warships had already begun.

Lonca's body was so large that it was unable to dodge effectively and took a full hit of artillery fire.

Holy crap!

An Ran's eyes widened.

She saw that the maximum damage value was in the six figures, but Longa's health hadn't even dropped a tenth.

This round of shelling actually shrunk Lonka's body, reducing it from over a hundred kilometers long to just over ten kilometers, finally allowing it to control its body more freely.

"Lonca is in your hands now!"