Poverty makes me capable of anything.

The man sneered, "Chen Tong, the Lord is not here now. Even if I kill you, I won't say a word against it. You still dare to act tough in front of me!"

Ok?

An Ran's ears immediately perked up.

Is the Lord of Night not currently in his territory?

Dude, why didn't you tell me sooner! You made me worry for nothing, this is really great.

"Attack!"

An Ran immediately issued the order.

The Dragon Knight Guardian rushed out of the spaceship.

Staring at the hundreds-of-meters-tall monster magnified before him—the disguised dragon knight guardian—the man was stunned.

"What, what is this?"

"They are the righteous messengers who will punish you!"

The Dragon Knight Guardian, wielding two blades, charged at the man after a loud shout.

The twin swords she wielded were more imposing than a windmill, and in the blink of an eye, she had the man scrambling and jumping around.

“Let’s keep going,” the mechanical puppet said.

Chen Tong didn't say much.

The spaceship continued its journey.

A dozen minutes later, the person who had blocked the road was hacked to death.

An Ran was still impressed by his tenacious vitality.

These days, no matter what profession you're in, being thick-skinned and resilient is essential.

Even the Sword Saint is building tank items; surviving is the most important thing.

The rampaging dragon knight guardian became a target, and people in the Night Lord's territory who received the distress signal rushed over.

The guardian did not linger in battle; it began its "path to survival."

He led a large group of people around the Night Lord's territory, running around and occasionally firing cannons to destroy buildings along the way, causing a great commotion. For a while, no one paid any attention to Chen Tong's movements.

At this moment, the Lord of the Night, far away on the Eternal Star Road, also received the report.

"Get rid of it right now. You may not be ashamed, but I am."

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty."

After hanging up the communication with trepidation, the man immediately shouted to the people around him, "Quickly go to the west and invite the clan elder who is in seclusion!"

An hour later, the invincible guardian was finally stopped.

What appeared before them was a little old man of level 196.

He had his hands behind his back and looked harmless.

But all those who had been chasing the Guardian stood obediently behind him, as respectful as little dogs squatting on the ground and grinning.

"You dare to humiliate us like this? You seem to have a lot of guts. Although I don't know where your true form is hiding, destroying this thing will surely make you feel heartbroken for a long time."

A glint of light flashed in the old man's eyes.

He raised his hand.

Those were just small hands, about twenty centimeters long.

But when he waved it, the hand became so large that it filled the guardian's entire field of vision.

"Such a powerful domain!"

An Ran's expression changed drastically.

She would be heartbroken if the Guardian were destroyed like this; it represented almost half of her assets.

"We cannot sit idly by and wait to die."

An Ran glanced at Tsukiya, who was counting stars beside her, and released the Guardian in its dragon form. In addition, she also attached the Crimson Lotus Seed and Bridges's [Clone Card] to the Guardian.

It seemed that Tsykya hadn't noticed anything amiss, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Her reaction speed was fast enough, but by the time the old man received the message that the outer perimeter of the territory was under attack by a powerful enemy, the Dragon Knight Guardian was still badly damaged.

An Ran cursed angrily, "Damn it, you just wait, one day I'll burn you to a crisp!"

"What?" The old man stopped, staring in shock at the scene before him.

At the border of their territory, Bridges, dressed in black, and the Crimson King, engulfed in flames, were wreaking havoc on the "Great Wall" built in the starry sky.

"You bastard, you bastard!"

The old man's face turned red with anger, and he roared, "The Lord has treated you well, yet you, a piece of trash, repay him like this! I will kill you today!"

He spared the Dragon Knight Guardian and headed straight for the location of the Crimson King.

Anran quickly told the Dragon Knight Guardian to run away.

"Alright, run! You can't beat that guy."

At the same time, Anran also notified the King of Crimson Lotus.

The Crimson King reluctantly returned to the seed, and was then brought back by the dragon-form guardian.

When Chen Tong and the mechanical puppet arrived at their destination, the tattered dragon knight guardian also returned to An Ran's side.

Looking at that broken body, Anran wanted to cry but couldn't.

Ruined.

Everything we get from Silent City this time will definitely be used to repair the Guardians.

It was all for nothing.

"This is absolutely intolerable!"

Anran instructed Bridges' clone to start going at it hard.

Chapter 39 Please close my coffin lid tightly.

"Isn't this your home?"

Inside the disguised demon ship, the mechanical puppet looked down at the earth beneath the clouds, and An Ran's astonished voice came from within the mechanical puppet.

The mechanical puppet's eyes saw a forest as black as ink.

If it were just that the trees were a strange color, that would be one thing, but a group of people aggressively surrounding the forest is definitely not right.

Judging from their expressions, this group of people didn't seem like gatekeepers; they were clearly here to cause trouble.

Chen Tong gave an affirmative answer: "That's right."

An Ran said, "It seems you've had it tough too."

After a pause, she asked Chen Tong again.

"What are your plans to do with these people?"

"Kill them directly."

An Ran nodded.

This is the kind of choice an assassin would make.

For an assassin, emotions are superfluous.

Only killers devoid of emotion have a chance to ascend to the highest path of assassination.

Although Chen Tong is currently seriously injured and his life is hanging by a thread, dealing with the ** tribesmen below would still be a piece of cake.

The dagger she was holding floated into the air.

It spun rapidly like a whirlwind, and for a moment all you could see was a gray wheel.

"go with!"

With a flick of his right hand, Chen Tong sent the spinning dagger flying out of the small passage opened by the demon ship.

In the dark woods below, those ordered to surround Chen Tong's residence were carefully patrolling.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the woods.

Someone called out in confusion, "Something's not right, be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gray shadow passed right through his neck, and he screamed.

"What happened?"

An anxious voice came through the communicator.

The person quickly shook their head: "No, no..."

These were the last two words he left behind in this world.

The moment he shook his head, the delicate balance of his body was shattered, his head, split in two, slowly slid off his neck, and his headless body crashed to the ground, startling a flock of birds into flight.

Even though the others had noticed something was wrong, it was too late for them to escape.

The gray shadow appeared and disappeared mysteriously in the dark forest, and within just a dozen seconds, a large number of people surrounding the forest fell down.

An Ran's eyelids twitched.

The knife released a strange force the moment it pierced the body, completely turning the target's internal organs into a paste.

Even the resilient ** tribe members were now completely beyond saving.

This is the power that assassins seek.

Completely different from the Mechanic's wide-ranging attacks, it has explored the ultimate in one-hit kills without causing too much of a commotion.

Chen Tong is quite capable.

An Ran turned her head away.

Suddenly, they noticed Chen Tong kneeling on one knee on the ground, her face deathly pale.