Poverty makes me capable of anything.

The followers of Protoss were unaware of their identity or their ability to rise from the dead.

This is the point that can be utilized.

Eager to prove themselves, the newly joined Red House Guild in Time-Space readily accepted the bait mission.

The so-called decoy mission is that while other players are flying their ships to raid another stronghold of the Protoss, they must stay here and quietly wait for the Protoss's retaliation.

On the one hand, it was to disrupt the enemy's line of sight, and on the other hand, it was to see just how strong the Protoss forces left in the Hog system really were.

"Bring out all the weapons. We can't take them with us anyway, so it's best to let them be destroyed in the war."

Red Star, the guild leader of the Red House Guild, gave a loud command.

"It's such a pity. If we kept these mechs, we could sell them for a lot of money."

Red Nova shouted, "Don't let these small immediate gains blind you. What we should be doing now is maximizing our contribution to faction missions. Back then, Warhammer was able to rise from a aging two-star guild to a one-star guild. We, Red House, will follow Anran's lead. Even if we can't become a one-star guild, becoming a two-star guild is not a problem!"

"..."

Very familiar line.

"A mere Protoss cult dares to hinder my grand plan? If it really prevents me from advancing to a two-star guild in the year-end rating, I'll eat the game pod on the spot and quit the game!"

The rookie recruiter, Armstrong, immediately looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he found no one watching.

“Red Star, it’s good to be confident, but we can’t say things like that out loud. If we get slapped in the face, our guild will have no face to continue operating.”

Red Star dismissed the concerns: "It's alright, with An Ran here, we can't possibly lose."

“An Ran isn’t omnipotent either, and besides, she’s not the main boss anymore,” Armstrong reminded her.

Red Nova scoffed, "Sorry, but in my eyes, Anran is omnipotent! She can even bring that piece of trash from the Underground to a two-star guild, so what can't my wife do!"

"You just mentioned your wife, right?"

Red Star raised an eyebrow: "Is there a problem?"

"There's a problem, of course there's a problem, and a big problem at that!"

Armstrong shouted.

"It was me, it was me first, I was clearly here first... Whether it was noticing An Ran, liking An Ran, or suggesting joining the Super Dimension, even buying the doujinshi and supporting An Ran on the charts, it was me first. I have hundreds of figurines at home, how could An Ran be your wife!"

"I say so, if it's all about first come, first served, then all couples in this world would be childhood sweethearts, and how come there are so many blonde losers? What would become of the 'heavenly descendant' type?"

"I think they're just silly."

"I don't want it! What you think is what I think is what I think!"

The domineering CEO, Red Rising Star, immediately opened the guild management panel.

Player [Armstrong] was muted by guild leader [Red Nova] due to excessive emotional outburst.

【…】

Why was the newbie who caused trouble suddenly banned?

Red Nova: [No, this is not the time to dwell on such trivialities. The Protoss's revenge has already arrived!]

The garrison duty has been put on red alert.

According to data transmitted back from equipment in outer space, the Protoss Church sent a total of five hundred spaceships.

Although it was just an ordinary spaceship, far inferior to the Hyperdimensional Spaceship, this time they were facing players who had stolen their weapons, and there were very few spaceships left here.

After a brief artillery duel, the Protoss fleet successfully broke through the outer defenses.

The spaceships traveled side by side, blotting out the sky.

The Red House Guild sounded the horn of counterattack.

After a fierce and arduous battle, the ground seemed to collapse as various laser cannons and the powerful energy released by master-level experts pounded into the earth.

The pitiful, uneven surface was heartbreaking.

The Protoss followers jumped off the spaceship and began a brutal purge on the ground.

The attackers deserve to die.

The indigenous people who did not resist the attackers were also enemies of the Protoss religion, and they too would be subject to purification.

The red nova, who commanded the earth element and fought against those fanatical believers, suddenly sensed something was wrong.

He saw ordinary people who had hidden underground out of fear being forcibly dragged out of the ground by followers of the Protoss.

Then they raised the gleaming silver stick high and stabbed it down hard.

Clean up the execution!

Bright red blood splattered out like a pillar.

Red Nova's expression suddenly changed.

He never imagined that the Protoss were such a fanatical group of people.

While chasing down players in their mechs, they also took the opportunity to eliminate any ordinary people they encountered on the roadside.

Their decisive actions and ruthless methods once led the Red Nova team to believe they were playing a game, killing nothing more than a bunch of data.

The problem is that, in the eyes of the Red Nova, it was just a bunch of data, but in the eyes of the Protoss followers, it was clearly a group of living people!

"asshole!"

Red Nova roared and charged toward a mech. A huge earthen wall rose from the ground and instantly enveloped the mech, binding it so that only its head was sticking out.

Amidst the violent tremors, the increasingly tight clods of earth actually snapped off the mech's head.

boom!

Before Red Nova could make any further move, his body was immediately hit by five shells.

The number of enemies is simply too great.

Two fists can't beat four hands.

In the end, he couldn't accomplish anything.

Bloody hourglasses were being played out everywhere, leaving the Protoss followers stunned. They thought their faith was strong enough, but they never expected that these pirates, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, would have an even stronger will than they did.

They suffered five times more damage than anticipated to retake the branch.

But all that was salvaged was a pile of ruins.

"So ruthless that he'd even kill his own people?"

At this moment, inside the base, An Ran received messages from players such as Red Nova.

"So, the Protoss Church must have a lot of potential enemies. And the reason they haven't dared to step forward is probably because the Protoss Church's High Priest has been appreciated by the Lord of the Night."

This is a very troublesome problem.

If they accidentally kill the High Pope, and the Lord of the Night becomes shameless and seeks revenge himself, no one can stop him.

"We still need to make good use of these players; most of the problems can be handled by the Guardians."

An Ran wasn't in a hurry to show herself. Once the base was fully completed, she would be able to reach level 179, but that was still far from enough.

We've just arrived at a high-level map, so let the fearless players go explore first.

An Ran only sent a few mechanical puppets over.

……

"No one admits it."

Hastings flicked his right arm, and the dart he was holding hit the bullseye perfectly; he had been throwing it randomly with his eyes closed.

"Looks like I'm having pretty good luck today."

The second-in-command said, "The captain won't get any results by asking like this. Ever since the Protoss Cult entered the Hog system, these people have not been on our side. It's hard for us to guarantee whether they have connections with major powers in other star systems."

“Yes, they don’t trust us anymore.” Hastings’s gaze was uncertain.

This is all Protoss's fault.

His good days as a local tyrant are gone forever.

“Since direct discussion won’t yield any results, we’ll have to activate those long-laid hidden pieces.” Hastings stroked his beard.

In order to unify all the pirates in the Hogs Galaxy, he spent six years planning and constantly instigating conflicts between various forces. Just when it seemed that the Merchant Network Group's huge appetite was about to cause unease among all the pirates, the Rabbit Ears, with the help of an unknown force, directly destroyed the Merchant Network Group and indirectly brought in the Protos Cult.

The situation was completely disrupted.

Hastings's pieces could only be hidden.

It's time to activate those pieces.

Hastings sensed a dangerous aura from the sudden appearance of the CCQ pirate group.

He needed to find out as soon as possible where this pirate group came from and whether they were actually helpers recruited by the pirates who nominally obeyed his orders.

"I will never be the first one to be eliminated!"

Hastings's face hardened.

The first mate suddenly reminded him, "Captain, isn't this too impulsive? If we accidentally expose ourselves, the Protoss Church will also suspect our motives."

"You don't need to worry about that."

Hastings smiled confidently; the hidden agents he had planted were all capable people.

For example, this person...

"Captain, three years after three years, when will this ever end? I've already become the vice-captain of the Parha Pirate Crew."

"It'll be quick, it'll be quick. I need to talk to you about something important."

Hastings explained his purpose for coming.

"Secretly contacting each other? I haven't heard of such a thing, but I'll keep an eye on it."

After secretly contacting all the hidden players, Hastings suddenly received an urgent message.

"A fleet of unknown origin has been discovered within our jurisdiction!"

Hastings was invigorated.

Could this fleet of unknown origin be...?