Poverty makes me capable of anything.

In prison.

Nia sat on the ground with her arms crossed, glancing sideways at An Ran with an air of smugness.

"Ha, do you think I'll listen to you and act obediently? It's not that simple. Unless you bring me some food right now, I won't have the strength to move!"

An Ran completely ignored Nia's words.

She commanded the psionic servants to lift the cage up.

Like grabbing a pet by the scruff of its neck, Nia, cage and all, was stuffed into the psionic descent device.

I didn't say I was going to let you out. If you don't move, I'll just move the cage.

Leave you!

Start-up device.

next moment.

A gentle white light completely enveloped the cage, and when the light dissipated, Nia had already disappeared into the psionic descent device.

Anran clapped her hands.

Next, let's see how those three intruders break through the spacetime trap.

She returned safely to the monitoring room.

In those short two minutes, the people of Silver Moonlight, led by the silver-haired youth, had arrived near the temporary base.

"It feels so quiet. There are no defensive facilities nearby. It's completely different from what we imagined."

The silver-haired youth frowned: "It's precisely at times like these that we must not let our guard down."

"What's there to worry about? They probably just shifted all their combat power to the Veil of Light."

The silver-haired youth shook his head.

But that has nothing to do with him anymore.

He didn't care about anyone else; as long as Anran remained in the base, there was no problem.

"Lumina and the others are working hard, and we need to step up our efforts too. Hopefully, we can achieve something this time."

The silver-haired youth nodded.

Despite a slight mishap, their plan is progressing smoothly.

So far, everything they have done has yielded pleasing results.

If they keep going, they will eventually see the day when the world becomes a better place!

The silver-haired youth smiled and said, "Let's keep going."

"it is good."

The person who came with him took a big step forward, and at that moment, the silver-haired youth sensed something was wrong.

Crisis foresight!

The sudden, powerful shock made him momentarily disoriented, which meant that the danger they were about to encounter would be incredibly strong.

"Back off!" the silver-haired youth shouted.

But it was too late.

A spatial vortex appeared where the two companions landed.

The surrounding space was clearly sealed off.

A black vortex suddenly appeared, followed by an explosion that swept across the starry sky.

The immense gravity made it impossible for them to escape the blast radius.

The silver-haired youth shouted angrily, "Right side, right side, you bastard, what are you doing? I told you to go to the right!"

Those two people were no longer listening.

Their bodies are in constant danger of being blown to pieces.

Going back is dangerous, going forward is also dangerous.

Since we can't find the right direction, we can only wander around aimlessly.

In the blink of an eye, nearly half of the time-space traps that An Ran had set up were detonated.

A dimensional storm surged in from the gap between worlds, and even the silver-haired youth felt the strain.

"These are old relics."

The silver-haired youth's eyes were filled with anger.

After being resurrected, they became more afraid of dying than anyone else. They could have easily left the trap zone by simply standing still and enduring the first wave of impact, but now things have turned out like this.

If he had known it would turn out like this, he would have preferred to come alone.

The massive explosion lasted for more than five minutes.

Looking at the damage numbers that kept rising in the distance, An Ran felt the pain.

If the silver-haired youth hadn't been there, she definitely would have rushed up and finished him off long ago.

"You guys are lucky."

He gave a soft hum.

With a heavy heart, Anran dropped a barrage of psionic destructive bombs on the base.

If those three people try to destroy her base, she will detonate the bomb.

If the other party leaves directly, then pretend nothing happened.

Anran said to Derrick, "Let's go."

"it is good."

At the point where the Hollow Stone connects, the spatial confinement device is safely released.

The moment the lock was unlocked, she took Derrick and left the temporary base.

"The space blockade has been lifted?"

The silver-haired youth was taken aback.

Although he didn't know exactly what had happened, it was still good news.

A light blue rope shot out, and the silver-haired youth activated his spatial ability the instant it grabbed the two people.

whoosh-

"here it is……"

The two men, their bodies tattered and battered from the ordeal, stared blankly at the massive airport before them.

Suddenly, a voice drifted over from the side: "It's the base of the Cult of Machines."

The silver-haired youth frowned; he sensed another spatial fluctuation, suggesting they might be too late.

When I went inside, there was indeed no one there.

"..."

An unnamed rage surged within him.

The two men, who had just been thrown into a frenzy by the bombing, glared fiercely at the makeshift base.

"Since the person is gone, there's no need for this base to remain!"

A massive millstone descended from the sky, instantly shattering the rooftop tower of the temporary base.

Then, countless light blades flew back and forth, cutting the load-bearing pillars of the temporary base into fragments.

"Gan!"

An Ran cursed.

Although she had long anticipated this moment, she still felt extremely heartbroken.

Since you're going to do this, don't blame me for being impolite!

An Ran immediately detonated all the psionic bombs left in the base.

A bad feeling rose in the heart of the silver-haired youth once again.

This time, the explosion came even faster than before. The spiritual energy stored in such a massive base was beyond imagination.

The rampaging psionic energy trampled over the three silver-haired youths like a herd of wild buffalo.

Chaos, flipping, tearing, compressing, releasing...

After experiencing various shocks, the silver-haired youth suddenly opened his eyes.

He had gradually adapted to this level of energy impact, but...

The silver-haired youth glanced at the two people beside him.

The "holy son" of the Pala tribe was flushed and seriously injured.

The other person lost consciousness after being hit twice in a row.

It’s over.

The silver-haired youth shook his head helplessly.

That guy has only been revived for a short time, and these two explosions have likely already damaged his very foundation.

However, the situation was even more dire than the silver-haired youth had imagined.

"died."

His pupils contracted.

This matter is difficult to handle.

If news of his death gets out...

The silver-haired youth shook his head, deciding to keep it a secret as long as possible.

……