Poverty makes me capable of anything.

An Ran continued, "However, stopping the four grandmasters controlled by Longka shouldn't be a problem. As long as we stop them, that's enough. If we kill them, Longka will absorb their power and become even stronger."

“Kaján has never beaten me once since I was a child, and this time will be no exception!” a grandmaster with a mustache and a rather flamboyant appearance said in a deep voice.

"Then I hope you can maintain this record," An Ran said with a smile.

Another grandmaster frowned and said, "Can we really defeat those two ancient gods? I'm not trying to be discouraging, but even an attack of that magnitude couldn't break through Sulaiman's defenses. In our current state..."

"How will we know if we don't try? Anyway, you guys hold those grandmasters back for now, and leave the rest to me. I don't have much time left."

An Ran's blood-red pupils, stained by the Eye of True Sight, made her look somewhat eerie, and this gaze, which seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, suddenly gave those grandmasters a sense of confidence.

“Living towards the sun like Samuel, even if you fall in the end, is better than becoming a puppet of Lonca, isn’t it?”

The purpose of a hero's existence is not necessarily to defeat the Great Demon King.

Instead, it is through his dazzling, sun-like radiance that he inspires more people and awakens the passion within the hearts of more silent souls.

It is often the silent majority that determines the future of the world.

"Sigh, 20 years of life, although it will make you look much older, it's at least better than Samuel's half-dead state now."

Looking at the unconscious Samuel, a human grandmaster took a deep breath. In an instant, his body began to vibrate like a bellows, and his face aged visibly. However, the number of chains surrounding his body suddenly increased dozens of times.

This is a chain that locks in time!

Although it lacks earth-shattering destructive power, as a functional ability, its time-related aspects are far more terrifying than those ultimate killing moves.

"It's up to you guys to hold those guys off. I'll be there to help you out!"

His eyes seemed to be plated with gold, possessing a captivating magic.

"Since you're working so hard, I can't fall behind."

The situation seemed to be improving for a while.

"For now, let's proceed with the naval gunfire according to the schedule I gave you. There's no need to waste shells. Focusing on accuracy is the most important thing."

At the same time, the people on the warship also received a message from An Ran.

"I understand."

Dolores replied on behalf of Satorkazzi, who seemed a bit off.

She looked at Satorkazzi, who was frowning, and said, "I think you might need to watch some jokes that will make people laugh right now."

Satorkazzi was taken aback: "Is this a new kind of lame joke in the astrological world?"

"I just don't want you to be controlled by that snake, otherwise I'll have to go through the trouble of killing you."

“Just kidding, if it could control me, I’d eat this console right now,” Satorkazzi said.

“I’ve got it. Once you’re under its control, I’ll shove this console into your mouth.”

"Then you probably won't get that opportunity."

Let's wait and see.

Dolores smiled; at least Satorkazzi looked much better now.

Soon, an order was transmitted from the command ship—

"Anyone who is mentally unstable, regardless of the reason, shall be immediately placed in a cryo-chamber."

If even their consciousness is frozen, and Longka can still control them, then there's nothing more to say.

You're awesome.

……

"The primary target is Longka. As for Sulaiman, it would be best if the clone could hold out until I take care of Longka."

Having adjusted to his optimal state, An Ran, wielding the Holy Judgment Sword, leaped towards Longka's true form.

She subconsciously ruled out the option of taking care of Sulaiman in nine minutes.

It's good to have dreams, but you can't just daydream.

The instant An Ran's figure disappeared, the eight Sulaimen moved simultaneously. The white horns flashed with light, and Sulaimen's bodies began to become transparent, like a canvas faded by a heavy rain.

White represents spatial capabilities.

An Ran's clone didn't carry any weapons, but her greatest weapon was her own body!

At this point, An Ran no longer intended to hide her true form.

If the mission fails, she will have to temporarily hide in the Dust Territory; exposing her true form will have no impact on her.

If the mission is successfully completed, she will become the savior of the empire. Not only will she be a high-class figure in the Void, but even random cats and dogs that pop up out of nowhere will not dare to express their dissatisfaction.

Therefore, at the instant Sulaiman entered the alternate dimension, the grandmaster who controlled the time chains was astonished to find that An Ran's body had expanded.

"what is that?"

Originally just an ordinary girl less than 161cm tall, An Ran's body swelled to hundreds of meters tall in the blink of an eye, turning into an unknown creature composed of transparent "colloid".

To be precise, it's more like a water spirit!

hum~

The turbulent space caused the grandmaster's mind to pause for a moment. When he came to his senses, the giant "water man" made a scooping motion, and its entire upper body disappeared into the starry sky.

Boom!

Black lightning exploded beneath the feet of the "Waterman," and from the shattered spatial rift, Sulaiman, who had escaped into another dimension, was lifted out by the "Waterman" like a gourd vine.

Even among the worst students of the Void race, Sulaiman could not possibly be a match for Anran in terms of spatial sensitivity.

Realizing this, it abandoned its plan to continue pursuing Enron's true form.

Only by breaking up this lump of colloid can it successfully cross this mountain.

That's enough. Even if Sulein is strong enough to kick "Waterman" like a ball, as long as its attention is on "Waterman", Anran has the possibility of breaking the deadlock.

"Oooooooo-"

Suddenly appearing in front of Longa was an incredibly cool mecha.

This mech is a full two kilometers long. Although it can't compare to the ten-kilometer-long Longka, when she raises the Holy Judgment Sword in her hand, whose sword light extends for thousands of meters, she looks just like a brave and fearless dragon slayer.

Their gazes were fixed on Longka's wings.

This was the first time Anran had fully opened up her new body, but she didn't feel any awkwardness.

The massive Holy Judgment Sword fell toward Longa's right wing, looking from a distance like a towering laser tower crashing down.

The white dust drifting in the Sky Mirror was completely dissolved before it could dissipate under the shockwave generated by the Holy Judgment Sword.

It transformed into a raging inferno that seemed to burn through the entire universe, completely obscuring Longa's vision.

Those cold, sculpted snake eyes finally trembled.

The dust vibrated irregularly, and even though there was no medium for sound transmission in the vacuum, it still heard the "rustling" sound in its ears.

Like a thunderclap falling from the sky.

Like an earthquake causing a mountain to collapse.

That sword strike shone brightly for ninety thousand miles.

There were no fancy sword moves, just very ordinary ones, like cutting off a chicken wing.

Longka opened its somewhat sharp mouth and let out a silent roar at the mecha that An Ran had transformed into, only then realizing that it was not facing a human.

It suppressed its horror, realizing it was too late to pull those cannon fodder back.

The two colorful ribbons trailing from its wings moved without wind, transforming into whip-like weapons as they swayed and swept towards the Holy Judgment Sword.

That was a "weapon" even larger than the Holy Judgment Sword at this moment.

Centered on Longka's two ribbons, An Ran saw countless dotted lines spreading out like a vortex in her eyes, no different from the dotted lines that controlled those grandmasters.

If you really want to point out the difference, it's that the dotted lines are rotating at high speed, forming a double helix structure that looks like a spear that can extend indefinitely.

It points directly to the core of Anran's energy cluster.

clang!

The Holy Judgment Sword collided with Longka's first ribbon.

Due to the momentary tilt of the blade, the sword energy that slid down along the ribbons struck Longka's wings one after another, but a bubble-like shield that suddenly rose on the wings deflected all the falling sword light.

Bang bang bang!

At this moment, the celestial bodies around Zelonka suffered. Those celestial bodies with a diameter of no more than 100 kilometers trembled violently the instant they were struck by the sword light. With the crack in the middle as the core, a dense spider web covered the entire celestial body.

Just as the second ribbon was about to strike An Ran, she suddenly released the Holy Judgment Sword that had been restraining her. With each step forward, her body shrank a little, until finally it shrank just enough for the ribbon to fly past her head.

"Holy Judgement!"

After a call, the Holy Judgment Sword returned to An Ran's hands.

The streaking ribbons, like giant cutting machines, carried surging energy ripples, blasting the already nearly collapsing celestial bodies into dust, with most of the shattered fragments landing on Longka.

Like a meteor shower, each fragment illuminated a red bubble on Longka's body, while the resulting interstellar energy storm caused Anran's wings to sway gently.

Avoiding the ribbon didn't guarantee safety; at least the "mecha's" head immediately became semi-transparent.

But An Ran's momentum did not diminish. Facing the countless rings of light that Longka spat out of his mouth, she deftly dodged the first wave of light bombardment by pointing into the air.

The second round of aperture bombardment is here.

It became denser and mixed with a lot of dotted lines.

It was real yet deceptive, and deceptive yet real. Unfortunately, although Longka changed its tactics, it was still not up to the task when facing Anran, who possessed the Eye of True Sight.

An Ran directly confronted one of the halos, an energy halo without any dotted lines.

The mecha's massive body was instantly split in two by the light ring, but An Ran still managed to throw the Holy Judgment Sword before her body shattered.

hum~

An Ran's body instantly disintegrated into countless tiny star points, riding the interstellar winds upstream and drifting towards Longka's body.

The distance is now two kilometers!

The sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant. The flying sword of judgment passed through the center of dozens of light circles and pierced through Longka's wing.

"Ow—"