Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Meanwhile, the old man who had just surrounded the guards was staring intently at the surveillance footage in front of him.

Bridges, who was as black as the bottom of a pot, had completely gone mad. He was frantically destroying the Star Wall surrounding the Night Lord's territory.

Anyone who tried to stop him was brutally beaten into mincemeat; no one could withstand even a single round against the berserk Bridges.

"If this continues, he'll destroy all the outer defenses. Traitor, Bridges, that traitor. None of these outsiders are reliable at all!"

The old man was so angry that black energy kept churning around his body.

Chen Tong and Bridges were both there. They were supposed to be fighting in Thousand Wheel Bay, but they secretly ran back and caused a ruckus in the territory while the Night Lord was away.

"What a brilliant plan, Bridges!"

The old man waved his hand and turned off the surveillance video, afraid that if he continued watching, he would lose his temper and smash the spaceship he was on.

He also felt a chill in his heart.

I never expected Bridges to be so cunning.

The destruction of the Protoss was really just a staged event!

Bridges' acting was so realistic.

I don't know where he found that organization that destroyed the Protoss Cult, and what exactly was his purpose in secretly subduing the Crimson King.

Based on Bridges' recent movements, it is highly likely that he has defected to the Exiled Empire.

"traitor!"

The old man closed his eyes.

He just hoped Bridges wouldn't run too fast.

Fortunately, the old man's prayers came true.

When he arrived, the black-pot version of Bridges was wreaking havoc on a fortress planet on the edge of the Night Lord's territory.

Bridges used whatever techniques were most effective, and the planet, which housed a large number of advanced weapons, was quickly reduced to rubble by Bridges.

The old man's face turned red with anger.

He swiftly passed through the atmosphere and unleashed his loudest roar at Bridges.

"Bridges, you're asking for it!"

A roar containing immense power stirred up a terrifying and intense storm in the atmosphere.

A torrential downpour began on Fortress Planet.

"Ah……"

The scapegoat version of Bridges knocks down a tower with one punch.

Then he turned around, looked up, and met the old man's gaze.

Their fierce gazes collided in mid-air, and the air actually seemed to explode.

The seven-colored light blurred my vision.

Under Anran's command, the black-pot version of Bridges suddenly spread his arms.

A deafening roar erupted from his mouth: "Aaaaaah—"

bang bang bang-

Bridges' shirt ripped open with a roar, revealing his strong muscles.

Then, countless dark energies swept across the land beneath Bridges' feet like a category 10 storm.

Moments later, no normal terrain could be seen on the ground anymore.

"I will kill you today!"

The distance of tens of kilometers can be traversed in just three or four seconds for the angry old man.

Since the building below was completely destroyed, the old man no longer needed to hold back.

The sharp horns on his head resembled thunderclouds unleashing lightning, and the wings spread behind him blotted out the sky.

Boom boom boom—

The old man's attack landed on Bridges' head.

To the old man's surprise, Bridges neither dodged nor avoided the attack; instead, he looked up and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

Bridges, now in black pot form, yelled and got into a tug-of-war with the old man.

They were moving so fast that even the ultra-high-speed surveillance cameras left behind by An Ran couldn't make out their figures.

In the scene, two dark figures are constantly colliding.

Every collision causes the planet below to shake violently.

This is not one of those asteroids with a radius of only a few hundred kilometers.

But even such a solid fortress planet could not withstand the aftershocks of their battle.

"Suffer to death!"

At one moment, the old man's figure suddenly appeared, and Bridges was punched into the ground, where a red glow appeared.

Bridges, supporting himself with a severed arm, charged out again.

Although it was unclear why Bridges was going so hard, the old man had no intention of holding back.

He raised his arms high, and with a flash, a purplish-black transparent sphere of light enveloped the entire planet.

"Nighttime Banned!"

Boom!

The sphere of light contracted inward, and the damaged planet could no longer hold on, blasting the black pot version of Bridges into dust along with it.

The old man sneered, "Trying to run away!?"

He landed on a broken rock, grabbed the black pot version of Bridges who was hiding inside, and grabbed him by the neck with his right hand, the veins on his arm bulging.

"Speak! Why did you betray the Lord?" the old man roared.

"Haha, hahahaha..."

At that moment, Bridges suddenly burst into laughter.

The old man frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

Bridges said, "I'm laughing at your stupidity. You really think you've caught me?"

"Ok?"

The old man's eyelids twitched.

He felt something was off about Bridges from the start, because... because he was so dark-skinned!

Bridges has wheat-colored skin!

Since his face was already showing, there was no need for him to deliberately darken himself.

“That’s right!” Bridges shouted. “This is just one of my clones. Surprised? You didn’t expect one of my clones to be so powerful, did you? Haha, there are many more things you wouldn’t believe.”

"you……"

The old man's hands unconsciously became stronger.

Bridges sneered, "Hold on, I still have something to say. Do you know why I'm so strong right now?"

"?"

"Haha, because I've found a backer even more powerful than Bartholomew! Your proud Bartholomew is nothing but trash in front of my master!"

"You fart!"

The old man said angrily.

Even the strongest Star Domain Ruler wouldn't dare to underestimate the Night Ruler like this.

“You don’t believe me?” Bridges raised an eyebrow. “You know, the one standing behind me is the Forerunner! The Forerunner who once ruled this world and almost wiped out humanity! Bartholomew’s strength is not bad, but in front of the Forerunner, he is nothing.”

The old man was stunned: "The pioneers?"

"It's the pioneer! Hmph, I didn't want to make a move against Bartholomew in the first place. He was the one who wronged me first. So what if he's an outsider? Can you say I haven't done more for him than you have? But how did he treat me? He was indifferent to the affairs of the Protoss Church. As soon as he found even the slightest suspicion against me, he immediately pushed me out. That's how he treats those who have made contributions. It's truly chilling."

The old man fell silent.

The actions of the Night Lord are indeed highly questionable.

But he has always been a cold-hearted person who pursues profit, only paying attention to people and things that are useful.

I didn't expect things to go wrong this time.

"Listen to me, all of you!" Bridges's face broke into a cruel smile, and his voice suddenly rose eight octaves. "I, Bridges, swear here and now that I will exterminate the entire ** race within fifty years. You tell Bartholomew to wash his neck and wait, I will personally kill him and scatter his ashes!"

"Bridges!"

A chilling glint shone in the old man's eyes.

But before he could even make a move, the black pot version of Bridges in front of him had already vanished on its own.

"..."

The old man grasped at empty air.

He shook his head, his anger temporarily subsiding.

This matter actually involves the Forerunners who have been gone for millions of years; we must inform the Lord of the Night immediately.

A dozen minutes later, upon learning the news, the Lord of the Night was so enraged that he blasted his temporary castle into dust.

A hoarse voice came from his throat: "Bridges!"

Don't let me catch you!

Pioneers are nothing but a group of losers abandoned by the times. Do you think you can compete with me just by joining forces with those pioneers who are hiding somewhere?

"dream!"

……