Poverty makes me capable of anything.

To ensure the safety of all spies, it is best that they do not know each other's identities.

Camilla felt nothing but admiration for Anran.

Even the boundless starry sky cannot contain its reverence for Anran.

Strategizing within the command tent and winning battles a thousand miles away, you truly live up to your reputation, Dr. Enron!

At this moment, An Ran's three-dimensional phantom appeared.

Her gaze swept over Camilla and the Crimson King.

She never imagined that killing Dynex would trigger such a series of events.

It's kind of funny when you say it.

“Let me tell you the details first,” Anran said to Camilla.

Camilla nodded: "Yes..."

It begins by recounting the specific process of the chaos within the Chain of Judgments, and also describes what it did during that time.

This is a very detailed personal report.

Hearing this report, An Ran's lips twitched incessantly.

To be honest, if it weren't for the unexpected appearance of Shadow, even if the Wrong Path had become disloyal, the White Demon could have successfully suppressed it after paying a certain price.

Even if the great plan cannot be realized, the chain of judgment, led by the white demons who are pioneers, can ensure the continuation of the pioneer race.

After all, the White Demon has already attained a high position in the human world.

It's likely that the reason the pioneers made their grand plan so elaborate was to conceal the true identity of the White Devil.

However, their brainwashing attempt on the shadows failed.

Filled with resentment, after sleeping for millions of years, Shadow reached out his hand for revenge.

It succeeded.

But because it wanted more, it failed by a twist of fate.

"This time they really went too far," An Ran couldn't help but complain.

The destruction of the Chain of Judgment might happen in the storyline after version 4.0.

But now...

These few big and small cats are practically no different from extinction.

How can the rest of the story unfold like this?!

The game designers must be heartbroken.

"Actually, I didn't want to either," An Ran defended herself.

It was just about killing Dynex, who could have caused enormous damage to the human world. Who knew the chain reaction it triggered would lead to this outcome?

Even the Crimson Lotus King, who had been listening in the whole time, was completely bewildered.

Oh.

So that's how the whole incident went.

凸(艹皿艹 )

How can such a thing be glossed over so lightly?

That domineering, devilish face was now completely bewildered, just like Saitama's minimalist style.

The Crimson King, whose memories were largely lost due to premature revival, did not actually have much of a sense of identification with the Chain of Judgment.

It now admires Anran as much as Kemira does.

No wonder it was saved by its owner in such a dangerous environment!

These outdated pioneers are indeed no match for the Void, which still dominates the Void Dimension to this day!

"I think we should do this."

At this moment, An Ran suddenly spoke up.

Camilla and the Crimson King immediately straightened their backs, awaiting Anran's orders.

"First, you need to count the number and location of the Forerunner ruins, and what's inside them."

"Ah."

Camilla nodded seriously.

These things will all be donated to Dr. Enron in the future, so it's necessary to keep a clear record of them.

Anran said, "And then, you will remain in the Chain of Judgment and lead the Chain of Judgment to continue implementing the great plan."

"Huh? This..."

Camilla was puzzled.

With the current Chain of Judgment, you still want to cause trouble for others?

We should be thankful that humans don't even notice their existence.

An Ran smiled and said, "Just putting on a show is enough. On the one hand, we need to keep the other members calm, and on the other hand, right now I can only obtain information about Silver Moonlight through the Chain of Judgment."

That's it!

Camilla understood.

Dr. Enron has been using the Chain of Judgments as an intelligence station.

That's great, isn't it, as an undercover agent, a professional intelligence agent?

“I will complete the task diligently!” Camilla shouted.

After a moment, it asked, "Dr. Anran, should we issue a warning to those humans in the Silver Moonlight in the name of the Chain of Judgment, so that they will stop attacking you?"

Anran immediately stopped Camilla.

She decided to let it go; she didn't want Silver Moonlight to know her true identity.

Anyway, now that she has clones and the Heart of Dynex, even if the Silver Moon people keep attacking her, it will be difficult to kill her completely.

"That's all for now. I'll let you know if anything comes up," An Ran said.

"I understand."

After ending the communication, Camilla gazed at the Crimson King.

Silence.

This scene continued for a long time before Camilla spoke again: "You should advance to the Overlord rank as soon as possible."

The King of Crimson Lotus nodded silently.

It wants to too.

But this requires time and experience to develop.

Camilla began to devote herself entirely to the task of taking inventory of the relics.

the other side.

Enron actually had more to consider.

With Camilla and the Crimson Queen acting as inside agents, the Forerunner technology she's been longing for will be within her grasp.

Nominally, the Chain of Judgment is her partner, but in reality, she has already taken control of it.

Anran can use the remaining power of the Chain of Judgment as a trial for players at any time.

It can also be used to do many things that one would not dare to do openly and honestly.

This is far more useful than simply destroying the chain of judgment.

……

New World Starfield.

In the new settlement of the Pala tribe.

The respected elders of the tribe huddled together, watching the small house with the gray curtain hanging on it with nervousness.

"It's been more than ten days already. Logically speaking, the Holy Son should have come out long ago."

An elderly man with gray hair said to his old companions with a worried expression.

A little over ten days ago, the holy son of the Pala tribe hurriedly left the tribe's residence under the pretext of having important business to attend to.

The Holy Son returned on the third day.

But he returned covered in wounds.

The injuries were so severe that he could barely walk without staggering.

The elders asked questions, but the Holy Son did not answer. He simply made an excuse, saying that something had happened, and then entered the Holy Altar to treat his injuries, looking exhausted.

Once inside, they stayed for a full ten days without making a sound.

The elders were in a state of high tension.

The holy son of the Pala tribe is everything to the Pala tribe.

If they lose him, how will the Pala tribe establish itself in this unfamiliar starry sky of the New World Starfield?

They also dared not return to the Star Tree Starfield.

"Perhaps our race will eventually become an interstellar nomadic people who roam the world."

The elder of the Pala tribe was extremely troubled by this thought.

After careful discussion, everyone finally made a decision.

"To avoid offending the Holy Son, let's send a representative in to take a look."

"Then who should go?"

No one stepped forward.

In the end, the Grand Elder volunteered: "I'll go."