Poverty makes me capable of anything.

In the empty interstellar space, the members of the Chain of Judgment and the reinforcements of the Exiled Empire were entangled, and the flight trajectories of various energy beams had completely lost their regularity.

At the center of the vortex, Crossroads and Wayne had become phantoms invisible to the naked eye.

Only the occasional violent explosions indicated their presence.

Anran released several psychic eyes and summoned her psychic followers.

Her gaze darted around, searching for Camilla.

"found it!"

A fierce magical storm swept across the starry sky.

At one moment, a white light condensed into a sharp arrow and pierced a hole in the storm.

Then Anran saw the round little lion emerge from the hole, leaving a trail of explosions behind it. In the blink of an eye, the magical storm was broken and flew away like a deflated balloon.

"As expected, my combat skills are simply not up to par."

Camilla looked at the starry sky behind her with lingering fear.

At the moment the great magic was unleashed, it clearly had time to escape, but due to a misjudgment of the opponent's strength, it was swept up along with its spaceship.

It took it a lot of effort to get out; as for the others? That's none of their business.

"Good luck to you all."

Camilla flapped her wings and flew like a hang glider toward the fork in the road.

It was close by, so it was clear that the fork in the road had gained the upper hand.

This is precisely the right time to add some burden to those who have strayed from the right path!

But at that moment, Camilla suddenly received a message from Anran.

"acting?"

It paused for a moment.

In an instant, another wave of blue energy surged toward its rear.

"Will this ever end?!"

Camilla was so anxious she was jumping up and down.

It jumped 180 degrees on the spot, stood on its hind legs, and waved its forelimbs at the magical waves like it was doing military boxing.

Because of its round shape, it looked rather cute at first glance.

High walls suddenly rose up, and the explosions grew stronger with each wave.

In the end, Camilla was blown away, losing a few feathers, but was otherwise unharmed.

"asshole."

Camilla cursed under her breath.

It cherishes its fur the most; if it were plucked bald, it would fight that magician to the death.

"Just like a rat hiding in the gutter, all it knows is sneak attacks; it's utterly useless in a real fight!"

The magician's voice echoed in Camilla's mind.

Camilla was furious, but she didn't make any rash moves, because Anran had already arrived.

"Master, please wait!"

Just as the magician was about to press his advantage, he heard a shout.

He recognized the voice.

Turning around, he found that it was indeed An Ran, the prophet of the Cult of Machines.

The descent of the gods by the Cult of the Machine God caused a great sensation some time ago, and the magician also paid attention to it. The reason was simple: his grandson liked it.

The elderly man couldn't resist his grandchildren's pleading, so he swallowed his pride and used his connections to get a 360-degree panoramic wedding video.

He watched the video five or six times.

"Is there something you need?" the magician asked.

His complexion was normal.

An Ran quickly said, "This is terrible!"

"Ok?"

The magician frowned.

An Ran didn't give him time to react: "Wayne is already at a disadvantage. That seven-headed monster is too strong! If this continues, once Wayne is defeated, our situation will become very bad."

The magician quickly turned his head to look.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

In the struggle at the crossroads, Wayne had lost a piece of flesh from his right arm, and his face was flushed, as if he had been molested.

In reality, he was desperately activating the martial arts energy within his body, causing his blood and qi to surge upwards. If he wasn't careful, he might end up destroying himself.

"How can the difference be so huge!?"

The magician was somewhat lost in thought.

He is an arrogant man, but Wayne's strength can make him shed his arrogance.

"Don't just stand there! Wayne needs your help. Leave this lion to me," Anran said urgently.

The magician hesitated and asked, "Are you sure you can do it?"

An Ran had just been promoted to Star Domain Ruler, and he felt somewhat distrustful.

An Ran forced a smile: "Whether it's possible or not, it's not about words. Besides, even if it's not possible, I have to go now. As a Star Domain Ruler, I also have my own pride!"

The magician was stunned.

In a daze, he saw light in An Ran.

A dazzling light!

How did that petite figure suddenly become so tall?

"Hahaha……"

The magician burst into laughter.

"?"

Amid An Ran's confusion, he said, "Now I finally understand why my grandson likes you so much!"

Actually, it should have been obvious when the Silent City was attacked.

The magician nodded: "Then I'll leave this to you."

"Don't worry!" An Ran nodded vigorously.

She watched the magician leave.

By this time, Camilla had already run far away.

However, Anran controlled the psionic servants, psionic war puppet array, and other mechanical forces, and soon surrounded Camilla again.

"If you want to run, you'll have to get over me first!"

The psionic servant drew a greatsword formed from compressed psionic energy and, like an incomparably valiant knight, launched a mighty charge into the starry sky.

The commotion attracted the attention of many people nearby.

Good heavens, no wonder he is the renowned Mechanical Overlord!

The simultaneous firing of the mechanical legion did look quite intimidating.

However, An Ran did not activate any auxiliary skills. Despite the turrets and mechanical puppets firing enthusiastically, their power was much weaker.

Instead of retreating, Camilla charged forward, shouting as she rushed toward the psionic servant.

It has been proven that fights with "martial arts instructors" and fights without "martial arts instructors" produce completely different results.

The battle between Anran and Camilla was truly spectacular!

Under the barrage of fire from the psionic war golems and mechanical troops, Camilla was trapped in a cage of lightning, struggling to break free and facing constant danger.

But Anran's situation wasn't much better.

Under Camilla's cannon punches, the turrets in the mechanical troops were constantly disintegrating and reassembling. Even Anran herself was constantly being hit and forced to change positions.

The departing magician glanced back at the situation.

Anran's strength was greater than he had imagined, which meant he could go and help Wayne with peace of mind.

"Don't die before me!"

The mage muttered something and charged directly into the battlefield between Wayne and the Crossroads.

"Wayne, I'm here to lend you a hand!"

Thank you.

Wayne only had time to say thank you.

The pressure from the wrong path was immense.

Now that there's another person helping, it's a good opportunity to share the burden.

"There are more helpers?"

Qi Lu sneered, "So be it."

It can now take on ten!

cough……

Too much talk, too much talk.

Ten won't do, but four or five should be fine.

……

Meanwhile, at the monitoring center outside the laboratory.