Poverty makes me capable of anything.

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However, this atmosphere was completely ruined by the report displayed on the wristband.

The story of Enron's rise to power could be discussed for a whole day and night, but the analysis of the recent movements of the Omnic Tribe in the report plunged Satokazi into deep unease. The City of Enlightenment was in motion.

This is so damn frustrating!

Two hours ago he was feeling despair over the power of the Ancient Gods, and two hours later he will be running around dealing with the unusual movements of the Mechanized Tribe. Can't people just have a peaceful vacation?

drip-

At this moment, Satorkazzi received another message from the intelligence agency.

"Crisis is imminent, return immediately!"

The straightforward instructions forced Satorkazzi to abandon his plans to have a relationship with Anranra.

We're all citizens of the People's Republic of China, so surely we can at least establish some kind of connection, right?

That was what Satokazi initially thought.

"Prepare to change course; we'll return to the Republic now."

"what?"

"This is an order from above, there's nothing to question."

A few minutes later, both Anran and Dolores received farewell messages from the Republic.

"Why did you leave so suddenly?" Dolores asked, completely bewildered.

She had been worried that Satokazi would rush to offer help when things were in dire need, but to her surprise, not only did he not offer any help, he didn't even want the chance to show his face and gain favor with the people of the empire.

"Has something happened?"

"Who cares? There's the Star Alliance in between. Even if something really happens, it's none of my business."

Anran leaned back in her recliner, eating and drinking as she pleased. The results of the battle had already been reported back, and now she was just waiting to return to Planet Sark to immediately reorganize the empire and begin completing the follow-up branch of the "Mountains and Seas of the Empire" series of quests.

Now that she's at such a high level, she doesn't get much experience from killing monsters anymore; it's only by doing quests that she can keep leveling up.

In the deep starry sky, the dwindling fleet, still brimming with joy, sailed toward the planet Sark.

Let's rewind ten minutes.

In the temporary palace on the planet Sark, Orina was anxiously staring at the communication device that had been transferred from the communications station.

The maid bowed and whispered, "Your Majesty, you've been staring at this device for three hours straight without moving it. Why don't you take a break? I'll notify you immediately if the communicator rings."

Orina shook her head, her voice hoarse from the dryness in her throat: "No, I must stay here. This is a matter of national importance, and as the Empress of the Empire, I cannot stand idly by."

Emmm...

The maid retreated to the side helplessly.

She really was a stubborn empress.

The young maid could understand; after all, the outcome of the Sky Mirror War determined the empire's survival. Even though she was just an insignificant maid, she understood such things.

The country is broken, but the mountains and rivers remain; yet the people are about to be eaten by monsters.

All we can do is silently pray that the Chief of the Guards will deliver an outstanding performance.

Speaking of peace, the little maid could understand Orina's feelings even better.

That was about three and a half hours ago. Olina, who was half asleep sitting next to the communicator, was suddenly awakened by the ringing of the phone. After answering, Olina's face turned ashen within ten seconds, and her distraught appearance resembled that of an ordinary person whose life had collapsed.

“I’ve lost contact with Anran!” Olina said, her body trembling uncontrollably, her eyes beginning to roll back.

It took the little maid shaking Olina for a long time before she came to her senses; she felt like the sky was about to fall!

"As expected, it's the most special one."

The little maid muttered to herself.

The communications officer clearly stated that they had lost contact with the Allied Forces, but Her Majesty the Queen singled out the Chief of the Guard, which speaks volumes about their relationship!

If nothing unexpected happens, the Chief of the Imperial Guard will likely become the new Empress of the Empire.

Now that the Empress may be gone, it's normal for Her Majesty to look so haggard.

The little maid nodded repeatedly.

Speaking of which, the Chief of the Guards is really handsome, and his strength is also superb. No wonder he can make Her Majesty the Empress so infatuated.

Just as the little maid was lost in her yuri fantasy, the door to Orina's bedroom was pushed open, and the crisp sound of footsteps reached the little maid's ears.

The only person who would dare to be so rude to Orina is the little maid's idol—

"Lady Ella!"

The little maid's sullen face was instantly filled with a warm smile. She took two steps forward and bowed ninety degrees to Ella.

"Ah."

Ella gave the maid a cold response.

She came here to inform Olina of the battle results. In fact, Anran had already relayed the message to Ella via special channel more than an hour ago, but out of selfishness, Ella deliberately delayed the notification time.

He felt happy whenever he saw Olina's stunned expression.

“I’ve already received a notification from Anran,” Ella said.

what? !

Orina looked up in surprise and said, "Really? Anran is still alive?"

“Of course, An Ran is so capable, how could she possibly die?” Ella’s tone was proud, tinged with a hint of smugness. “Is that all the confidence you have in An Ran?”

"emmm..."

Orina had no rebuttal.

You have to understand that An Ran is facing a combined army of ancient gods, insectoids, and demons. It would be strange if he wasn't worried.

However, the confidence emanating from Ella made Orina feel ashamed.

“So…” Orina asked tentatively.

She could already guess something from Ella's tone.

"That's right! It was a resounding victory!"

Thank goodness!

When the word "victory" reached her ears, Orina immediately stood up in delight, letting out a long sigh of relief and saying, "That's great! We've successfully broken through to the Sky Realm. With this, as long as we proceed steadily, the recapture of the area near Aistar is just around the corner!"

“The ancient god is dead, there’s no need to fight anymore,” Ella said.

ha?

Orina froze, wondering if she had just imagined it.

Ella said the Ancient Gods are dead. Didn't Anran and the others go to attack the Sky Realm? How could there be Ancient Gods there?

Drop drop!

Just then, the communicator next to her suddenly rang, and Orina pressed the answer button.

A blue, three-dimensional phantom appeared; it was Vesa.

"We won! We won! We won!"

Visa acted like a reckless youth, coming up with his arms outstretched and shouting loudly.

"The demons have fallen, the Zerg have fallen, and those two ancient gods have fallen. Our crisis is over!"

"The Commander-in-Chief is brave and invincible; the Elimerian Empire will endure forever!"

Snapped.

Orina's right hand landed on the table with a crisp sound; she would have fallen if not for the wall supporting her.

It was a resounding victory!

Although no one knows what happened, the ancient god is dead, and the shadow that has hung over the empire for months has finally been dispelled, with sunny days just around the corner.

"Great news! This is fantastic news! I need to hold a press conference right away and tell the whole world!"

Her passion reignited, and after regaining her composure, Orina slammed her hand on the table. Too lazy to turn off the communicator, she strode off to the temporary office building of the National Information Administration.

Ella always had a smile on her face, but no one knew what she was really thinking.

But the moment Orina stepped through the palace gate, Ella suddenly stopped smiling.

"careful!"

Ella's speed far exceeded the speed of sound. By the time she had flashed out onto the plaza with the bewildered little maid and Orina, Ella's shouts and the sound of the explosion had already reached Orina's ears.

Looking at the billowing dust, Olina's entire back was soaked with sweat.

It collapsed!

The temporary palace that Anran had built was crushed into the ground by the pressure of the huge disc that fell from the sky, creating a hole more than fifty meters deep.

If Ella hadn't carried her out, she would be a pulp by now.

"Who is it?" Orina's lips trembled slightly.

She has been attacked three times since she arrived on Planet Sark!

buzzing...

The sound of bees flapping their wings came from the large pit.

Ella stepped forward, shielding Orina and the maid behind her: "Be careful."

The energy level detectors embedded in her eyes were blood red, which alerted Ella.

"What happened?"

"Holy crap, the royal city has been bombed again!"

"Damn, who's being so arrogant?"

Amidst the deafening shouts, countless players emerged from the end of the main road on the north side of the square.

"Damn it, how dare you come to Planet Sark to show off? Today I'll make sure you don't leave alive!"