Poverty makes me capable of anything.

In the end, it was all for nothing.

Because they arrived in such a rush and didn't have enough people, they were overwhelmed by the surging tide of players without even making a ripple.

"We shouldn't have pinned our hopes on such unreliable things. Ugh, that guy Karu is really ruthless. He broke my hand several times."

Inside the command center, a man sitting in a chair kept twisting his right hand, his face full of impatience.

The others didn't look too good either; the only one whose expression remained unchanged was Bridges.

Anyway, he always had that expressionless look, so no one cared what he was really thinking.

The people in the command post started discussing it animatedly.

"We can't hold this place anymore, it's better to evacuate as soon as possible."

"Instead of wasting time here, we should hurry up and support other battlefields."

"I think so too. The defeat in the Second War Zone does not mean that the war is completely over. We still have a lot to do."

What started as a friendly discussion quickly turned into a heated argument with no clear winner.

This is the main stage exclusively for the local forces of Eternal Star Road.

Bridges, Chen Tong, and even those of the same clan as the Night Lord couldn't get a word in edgewise.

They could only nod repeatedly, half-asleep, for more than half an hour before the command center finally reached a consensus.

"retreat!"

However, before retreating, we cannot leave all the good things to the people of the exiled empire.

"Although we can't disrupt the shipping lanes, the spaceport is still fine, as long as it doesn't affect the surrounding star gates."

This process lasted for several days.

To avoid alerting the enemy, reinforcements are still arriving in droves.

"okay!"

The Night Overlord's men emerged from the spaceport's repair facility, the last place they were tasked with destroying.

A large amount of maintenance equipment was destroyed. Even if the Exiled Empire occupied the spaceport, it would not be a matter of a short time to get it back into normal operation.

"However, once we leave here, it will be a bit difficult for us to make a move against Chen Tong again."

Someone frowned, and behind their slightly parted lips were gleaming white teeth—fangs capable of easily tearing through steel.

Another person said, "It's not entirely without a chance."

"Hmm, do you have any other ideas?"

"Breakout battle!"

The group of people looked at each other in bewilderment.

This is indeed an opportunity.

But if he gets himself into trouble while trying to get revenge on Chen Tong, and fails to escape, wouldn't that be a huge joke?

The person who made the suggestion earlier said, "We don't need to take action ourselves."

"Are you planning to contact the people of the Exiled Empire? No, even if they believed us, they would be in deep trouble if they leaked this information afterward!"

The man explained, "He is not from the exiled empire."

"That is?"

A group of people followed his gaze.

What comes into view is a cold blue metal wall.

But Bridges, who came with them, was in that direction.

"I understand!"

"Hehe, this is just what we need to do, let these two outsiders bite us hard!"

"It would be much more interesting if we could spare her life."

"Ha ha……"

……

Bridges stood in the temporary access passageway of the spaceport.

He was all alone here, so he no longer needed to hide his disgust.

A few hours ago, the Night Lord's clansmen found him and asked him to help them deal with Chen Tong according to the previously agreed plan.

However, while it was called assistance, in reality, he was expected to handle the entire matter by himself.

Bridges, preoccupied with being framed, had no interest in dealing with the matter and refused to participate at the time.

But those guys were ruthless enough to immediately threaten Bridges.

"If you don't agree, we'll testify that you've harbored treacherous intentions all along. I want to see whether the Lord of the Night believes you or us!"

Crush it with your teeth.

Internal heat attacks the heart.

Even though he was so angry he wanted to slap these people into a pulp, Bridges could only hold back.

Chen Tong's abilities are far inferior to his; with a little more effort, he can still be dealt with.

"Get out!"

After driving those people away, Bridges looked down at the boundless starry sky and made up his mind.

Once he has cleared himself of suspicion, he must leave this place of strife immediately.

One day he will return as king and, as the ruler of the star field, crush those who framed him and the entire ** race!

He wanted to make that Lord of the Night experience the purification methods of the Protoss!

"set off!"

The command to break through echoed in his mind. Without hesitation, Bridges leaped into the sea of ​​stars and sped forward along the pre-planned route.

They had only flown for less than ten minutes when the Exiled Empire's interception arrived.

Bridges glanced at it quickly.

The two Starkillers who came with him were only slightly weaker than him. Although he wasn't particularly lucky, at least he didn't encounter Cherny and Willock, otherwise he would have had a hard time escaping.

"It seems you've finally decided to run away, Bridges. You'd better just give up and suffer less."

The Star Slayer on the other side began to provoke them.

Bridges sneered and crushed the communicator.

This kind of thing is no longer needed.

As soon as there was peace and quiet, Bridges immediately sprang into action.

He had to get ahead of Chen Tong, otherwise he would have no chance once there were more people.

With a do-or-die mentality, Bridges displayed astonishing speed.

He endured two punches, then used the fake body he had created to successfully confuse the two Star Killers, thus escaping safely.

"Damn, this thing runs really fast."

"Well, at least he got hurt a little. Let's hurry up and go provide support elsewhere."

The two Star Killers left, cursing and swearing.

"cough--"

Bridges placed one hand on his injured right shoulder, and in the blink of an eye, the wound began to heal. Golden energy emanated from the wound, and Bridges chuckled.

This special ability to heal rapidly is the fundamental guarantee that has allowed him to get to where he is today.

Ordinary injuries are like dust on his body to him; he can easily brush them away with a flick.

He withstood the attack from so many people during the struggle for the title of King of Crimson Lotus.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have been paralyzed on one side long ago, and it might not have taken them a year or two to recover.

"Gan!"

The mere thought of the name "Lord of the Crimson Lotus" sent a shiver down Bridges' spine.

The smugness that had just risen was completely extinguished.

He'll expose the person who framed him sooner or later!

Bridges randomly chose an asteroid and landed on it, then closed his eyes.

This is the only route Chen Tong can take to escape. He has no choice but to wait here. If Chen Tong doesn't pass through here, then it's not his problem.

Bridges didn't have to wait long.

About twenty minutes later, a spaceship suddenly entered this nameless asteroid belt in the sea of ​​stars.

Due to the complex terrain, the spaceship's speed naturally decreased.

In the cockpit, Chen Tong clutched her chest, her face pale, and she was panting heavily.

She was much less lucky than Bridges.

To be precise, she rarely had good luck in her life; she spent most of her time in misfortune, only the degree of misfortune varied.

"The balance of the Dark Return was almost broken, and I'm afraid it will be unable to continue participating in the war this time."

Chen Tong unbuttoned her blood-stained coat, revealing several deep, bone-revealing wounds on her body. Amidst the blood, a sharp, black mark was clearly visible on the exposed part of her chest.

Chen Tong washed her body, then applied medicine and took some, and it took her more than a minute to relax.

At this moment, a few blushes appeared on her face, and her previously rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

Chen Tong had one hand on the hem of her clothes, and she was about to take them all off when her eyelids suddenly twitched.

"Who?"

Chen Tong put down her clothes, stood up, and stared intently straight ahead.

"it's me."