Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"Ahhh-"

Driven to madness, Sulaiman burned another 20% of his health, the burning yellow bar even longer than his health bar.

The time cage could no longer bear the weight, and its chains snapped one by one, causing Sulaiman's body to change once again.

This is like its third form, a terrifying appearance that suggests it was born for battle.

Before An Ran could even process the reward for defeating an ancient god, she was struck by the charging Sulaiman. A purple ball of electricity enveloped her, and although she tried to dodge, she was still punched in the instant she reappeared.

"-371200"

If there were ten punches...

Startled, An Ran quickly took out the [Super God Faith Buff for Restarting the New World] that she had been reluctant to use. In an instant, a purple-gold buff appeared on An Ran, lasting for 5 minutes.

She felt more fulfilled than ever before.

She instantly gained temporary buffs including no skill cost, 80% skill cooldown reduction, 25% tenacity and control immunity, 100% attack speed bonus, 25% extra critical strike damage, 35% damage reduction, double health, and 50,000 health regeneration per second.

Sulaiman came over again.

It was still an explosive punch without holding back, instantly knocking out 21 of An Ran's health points.

An Ran felt dizzy for a moment, but fortunately, this state did not last long. When she regained her senses, she found that Su Laien had an arrow of fate in his hand.

This time, it was the gray horn on his head that lit up.

White, it replicates spatial capabilities.

Purple, powerful melee combat ability.

Gray, the arrow of fate.

There's also the Blue Horn character, whose abilities are currently unknown.

The arrow of fate pierced An Ran's body, taking away 7 health points in one shot. An Ran, who was pulled back to Su Lai En, was punched again.

"-197600"

"This is bad."

"If things continue like this, Anran has no chance of winning."

The grandmasters looked anxious, but they couldn't keep up with Sulaiman's speed at all and could only watch helplessly.

Oh shit.

An Ran was furious. At this moment, she finally understood that there was no point in guessing.

She has less than four minutes left!

time is life.

This is not a joke.

At this point, it's meaningless to compete with Sulaiman in terms of spatial abilities, speed, or strength. It's also meaningless what abilities he can copy or to what extent.

If we're going to compete, let's see who has thicker blood and who's tougher!

An Ran grabbed the Holy Judgment Sword and charged forward, slashing fiercely at Sulaiman's arm.

hum-

The shockwave shattered the surrounding celestial bodies, and An Ran, though pushed back, charged forward relentlessly: "Again!"

Dangdang Dangdang!

The two phantoms intertwined, and large damage numbers kept rising.

At the same time, An Ran's voice came through the communication channel.

"Star Destroyer Cannon, Dragon Flash, Star Slayer ***, bring out whatever weapons you have, and bombard the location where Sulaiman and I are! You Grandmasters, don't just stand there, give it your all!"

Before they could reply, An Ran had already opened fire on her mechanical army.

"This……"

Satokazi was stunned.

Dolores was speechless for a moment.

Several masters, including Bric and Basse, were stunned.

"In that case, even if the ancient god is blown up, An Ran is finished too!"

"No, we can't do that. If it weren't for An Ran, we would already be dead here."

"But……"

"Nonsense, I'm not going to do that! Even if I die, I'll die standing up."

Until An Ran's voice rang out again.

"Idiot, what are you standing there for? Attack now! I only have a little over three minutes left. If we don't fire now, we'll all die."

"But……"

"No buts, believe me, I won't die! Aaaaaah—"

An Ran severed Su Lai En's arm with a single sword strike, but her chest was also directly smashed open, making her look even more pitiful.

"Pfft—it's not over yet!"

Despite the aches and pains all over her body, An Ran bravely charged forward.

After the first planet-destroying cannon shot landed, An Ran's lips curled into a smile.

Today it's either you die or I run away!

Chapter 31 The Future Shattered

The planet-destroying cannon can tear apart the surface of a planet, and then cause a series of explosions deep within the planet through violent vibrations, thereby disrupting the balance of the entire planet and achieving the goal of shattering it.

This explosion, capable of shattering an entire planet, landed directly on Anran and Sulaiman's heads.

An Ran felt as if she were standing on the edge of a ten-thousand-meter cliff, and then someone pushed her off, causing her to fall endlessly. As she fell, things kept hitting her head, making it impossible for her to open her eyes, leaving her dizzy and sluggish, as if she were stuck in a quagmire.

"-21000"

"-18200"

"-4396"

"-5800"

"Pooh!"

After most of the energy beams that had been pressing on her body dissipated, An Ran immediately opened her eyes. The panel showed that her health points were 107 million, and in the blink of an eye, they had recovered to 112 million.

"We must not give Sulaiman time to recover at this time."

The Sword of Judgment shone brightly once more, and An Ran's spirits lifted. Suddenly, the mechanical legion turned its cannons and launched a new round of bombardment towards Sulaiman's location.

While clearing a path with a ranged attack, An Ran dodged directly.

The Holy Judgment Sword transformed into a ship that cleaved through the waves, carving out a V-shaped white energy wave in the starry sky.

The churning waves completely took over Sulein's field of vision.

Its four horns trembled rapidly, and danger, like a gust of wind, blew into his heart, suppressing some of his surging anger.

Sulaim sensed it; this was a sword strike powerful enough to damage its very essence, unlike any attack it had faced before.

But it didn't realize that this wasn't because Anran's attack intensity had increased, but because the yellow bar on its head was on the verge of disappearing during the constant collisions.

"The Domain of Sin!"

boom!

Centered on Sulai's pair of purple horns, countless wavy lines rushed towards An Ran who was flying towards them. It was a skill that Sulai had copied from a grandmaster of the Royal Knights.

The swirling lines resembled rotating ramen noodles, and the resulting deep purple mist blurred An Ran's vision. Then, from within that purple domain of sin, a burst of purplish-gold fist energy suddenly surged forth, its momentum overwhelming.

Clang!

After colliding with the purple-gold fist energy, the white wave continued to churn. Under the pressure of the two forces from the front and back, the white wave suddenly burst out to both sides.

next moment.

The purple lines that followed the force of the punch wrapped around the Holy Judgment Sword.

Before the enormous sword of judgment, these purple lines were so fine as to be negligible. However, they were like chewing gum that could not be shaken off. Even after hundreds of purple lines were cut off, more and more lines kept surging forward.

It's like a sin that only gets deeper the more you wash it away.

An Ran's gaze fell on the pair of white horns on Su Lai En's head, pure white horns that controlled the power of space!

Perhaps Suleiman will regret not reactivating its ability to seal off space.

While the Holy Judgment Sword and the Sin Domain were locked in a stalemate, several energy beams struck Sulaiman, reducing his health by only 3 points, but temporarily blocking his senses.

This is the moment!

An Ran released her hands, and her body instantly transformed into countless starlight points, drifting lightly through the world of the Sin Domain, finally coalescing in front of Su Lai En. However, An Ran's hands had now become two serrated daggers.

"Ora ora ora—"

An Ran's hands, thrusting forward frantically, possessed the imposing aura of someone practicing Iron Palm, each strike leaving a mark on those pure white horns.

The ten scratches merely marred the beauty of the pure white corner.

One hundred scratches transformed the once smooth, pure white horn into a sheep's horn with countless wrinkles.

When the scratches accumulated to four digits, cracks appeared on the pure white corner, and milky white light shone out from the cracks.

"Explode!"

An Ran endured the punch to her stomach, focusing all her strength on the serrated dagger in her right hand.

That is the light of the bright moon!

Riding the winds filled with countless hopes, it slashed fiercely at the largest crack in the pure white corner.

buzzing~

An Ran and Su Lai En's bodies trembled violently.