Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"She really surprised me."

Virginia gazed into the distance.

Logically speaking, it would have been impossible for An Ran to destroy the entire Protoss Cult at this point, but she actually did it.

"It's this unconventional ability that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, greatly increases her chances of advancing to the Star Domain Ruler level—perhaps in fifty years, perhaps in a hundred..."

Chapter 24 Anniversary Celebration Arrives

On a planet in a silent land.

In a quaint little tavern, Bridges, who was calmly drinking alone, suddenly perked up his ears.

Just now, the natives sitting diagonally across from him mentioned him in their conversation, which made Bridges pay more attention to him.

"It's gone."

"real or fake?"

“I heard this from the caravan members. Don’t they often travel to the Dust Territory? I think it’s pretty much true.”

"But isn't this a bit too much? Even if Bridges isn't here, aren't there other people?"

"It's good that they're gone. I heard they were a bunch of lunatics. It's great that they're gone."

"?"

"It's probably because it messed with the wrong person and got uprooted. Bridges may be powerful, but it's not invincible. At least, it's nothing in front of the Lord of the Night."

Boom!

The sudden noise interrupted the conversation at the table, and when they looked up, they saw a person wearing a black hood standing next to them.

“Go on,” Bridges said.

"you are?"

"I'll let you continue."

"Hey, is this how you ask someone for a favor?"

A robust young man stood up and looked at Bridges with displeasure.

Bridges turned his head and glanced at him.

The young man immediately sat down, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Say it, say it, say it, I'll tell you right away."

He spoke with a trembling voice, his jaw chattering as if he had been thrown into the freezing cold of sub-zero temperatures.

His companions also noticed his unusual behavior.

This man in black is not someone to mess with.

So the man who knew the news quickly nodded and rattled off a whole bunch of things like beans spilling out.

"Just a few days ago, less than ten days ago, an unknown force joined forces with the underwater mercenary group, the mortal enemy of the Protos Church, to launch an attack on the Protos Church. As a result, they captured the Protos Church's headquarters in less than two days. It is said that Nicol and others have all disappeared."

Bridges's gaze shifted dramatically.

He originally thought these people were just criticizing him for being beaten during the struggle for the Crimson Lotus King.

Unexpectedly, even more explosive news was unearthed.

He painstakingly founded the Protoss, but it's all gone!

And yet, as the High Pope, he learned of this news from someone else.

"It's been almost ten days!"

With his fists clenched, a surge of anger welled up within him, but Bridges forced it down. His injuries would take several more days to heal, and he couldn't afford to act rashly at this time.

Bridges glanced at the group of people and strode out of the tavern.

The people who were negotiating were just feeling lucky to have survived when suddenly they all clutched their stomachs.

A sharp pain arose!

For a moment, it seemed as if something was about to spray directly from the backyard.

Oh no, oh no!

bang bang bang-

After a series of loud noises, screams erupted in the tavern.

Someone's dead!

Oh……

Bridges gave a cold laugh.

Damn heretics, they even dared to say that Protoss was no good.

Those who don't know their own mortality.

After a few cold laughs, Bridges fell silent again.

His hatred for the underwater mercenary group has lasted for decades. If that guy hadn't been so troublesome, he would have wiped out the underwater mercenary group long ago.

Comparatively speaking, the hatred the underwater mercenary group harbors for him is no less.

The question is, where did that mysterious force that was operating alongside the underwater mercenary group come from?

There are just too many people who have a grudge against him.

There was no personal grudge against him, but there were quite a few people who wanted to kill him because they disliked him.

Bridges was also at a loss for the moment.

"Furthermore, why haven't Nicole and the others contacted me? Does that mean they've all betrayed me?"

Bridges' facial muscles twitched.

He even came to an even more terrifying conclusion—

All of this was actually orchestrated by Bartholomew, the Lord of the Night, which is why he, as the High Pope of the Cult of Protoss, was completely unaware of it.

"call--"

Bridges let out a long sigh of relief.

It's best not to do that.

Otherwise, his path to revenge would be difficult.

Bridges' first thought was Chen Tong.

Chen Tong's skill in escaping as an assassin also amazed Bridges.

He was quite certain that Nickel might die, but Chen Tong would not, and he also needed to gather some intelligence from here.

After some time, Bridges successfully contacted Chen Tong.

"Is there a problem?"

Bridges cut to the chase: "Where are Nickel and the others?"

"Disappeared."

Chen Tong gave a concise and to-the-point answer.

From that sentence, she already knew that Bridges had received the message.

What was he doing before he went missing?

"Leading the reserve fleet to meet the invading enemy, an hour later the entire fleet completely lost contact."

Ok?

Bridges was taken aback.

He glanced at Chen Tong's blue phantom.

He began to suspect that Chen Tong was lying to him.

They lost contact within an hour?

How strong must the opponent be?

“I’ve fought with that woman,” Chen Tong said.

Bridges quickly asked, "How is it?"

"Her overall abilities are about the same as mine."

This made Bridges even more confused.

For someone of similar strength to Chen Tong, defeating Nicol would be an impossible task, yet she managed to make Nicol and her reserve fleet disappear in just one hour.

“What is the attitude of the Lord of the Night?” Bridges pressed.

"He has already sent people to investigate this matter. How to handle it is up to you."

Bridges gritted his teeth.

He couldn't find any flaws in Chen Tong's words.

"I understand. I'll be back in a few days."

Bridges put his black hat back on and quickly blended into the night.

While he was recovering from his injuries, he began gathering intelligence.

However, there is very little accurate information about that battle.

Not a single living person remained on the planet where the Protoss Cult was headquartered.

When the war broke out, because the Protoss had accumulated too much power, no one went to watch the spectacle.

"If I get implicated, who will I complain to?"

"I saw countless spaceships flying by, and I dared not say or ask anything."