Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"It could be true."

The star field ruler sent by the New World Star Field had a slight gleam in his eyes.

If this stranger wasn't lying, they could seize this opportunity to launch an attack and severely damage those in the exiled empire.

"But……"

"Don't be nervous. I'll lead a small fleet to scout the situation later. If it's true, you should bring reinforcements immediately. If it's false, losing such a few warships isn't a big deal."

Fine.

Since you've already said that...

The two star field rulers of the Pantheon nodded repeatedly.

Anyway, it's not them who will suffer the loss.

The man in the New World Starfield acted extremely quickly, and soon he led his fleet out of the naval port.

Using spatial displacement technology, he quickly arrived at the edge of the Eagle Eye Sector.

"It looks like a real fight has broken out."

Gazing at the starry sky, he clenched his fist in excitement.

The violent explosion completely engulfed the exiled empire's territory.

He didn't believe the people of the exiled empire would go to such lengths to lure them out.

That even destroyed the escape route, the Star Gate.

"Quickly contact the Pantheon and have..."

As the ruler of the New World Starfield shouted, he suddenly felt a chill rise from behind him.

He suddenly turned around.

Suddenly, a group of people appeared on the virtual screen connected to the detector.

The "girl" in heavy armor slowly turned around, seemingly looking at him through a screen.

Then, the other creatures standing next to the "girl" also turned their heads.

There are two human lolis, a horned lion that walks on two hind legs, humanoid creatures, a short slime, a demon with flames burning on its body, a fishman with a fork in its hand, and...

pressure.

It's an immense pressure that makes it hard to breathe!

Only a Star Domain Overlord could evoke this feeling in him.

There are 10 living beings on the screen.

10 Star Domain Rulers?

That's an exaggeration.

But even if it's halved, it's still not something he can handle!

"cough……"

The ruler of the New World Starfield coughed lightly: "I remembered I have something to attend to. Let's go back first today and let them go."

"..."

Do I need to teach you how to get back?

He glared at him fiercely.

The crew member immediately shook his head: "No need, no need."

"That's good."

His face revealed a smile of satisfaction.

……

Near the front-line command post of the war zone adjacent to the veil of light.

A group of top players from the Cult of the Machine God gathered together for an emergency meeting.

The meeting focused on how to maximize benefits in the face of an increasingly severe situation.

The president of the Sky Guild, Carbonated Drink, cleared his throat: "It's obvious that the biggest problem right now comes from the Heda camp. Because Anran and Heda have a conflict, those people there are using their status as old retainers of the War Court to relentlessly suppress us."

"Ah."

The other players present nodded in agreement.

Everyone is aware of the specifics.

The players in the Heda faction are targeting them at every turn. It's not that they can't fight back, but if things escalate, they'll be the ones who suffer in the end.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Who made Anran's foundation in the War Court so weak?

As newcomers, they were not well-liked by the older members.

With players from the Heda faction leading the charge, the veterans couldn't be happier.

At this moment, a player named "Paper Short, Love Long" raised his hand and said, "Why don't we tell An Ran what happened here? With An Ran's intervention, they'll probably behave themselves a bit."

"no!"

Carbonated drinks and rising stars are in unison.

"But……"

He wanted to say more, but Red Star interrupted him: "This is the only time not to. Anran and Heda are working together right now. If they get into a conflict, the War Court will definitely punish Anran. This will not only fail to solve the problem, but will also put us in a more unfavorable situation."

Both the carbonated beverage and Lyranos of the Warhammer Guild nodded in agreement.

If the conflict between players escalates to the faction leader's side, they might not even have a chance to get any benefits.

This will quickly wipe out the advantages they have painstakingly built up in the early stages.

"Is that right?"

At this moment, Zhou Jieyu whispered to Li Zhuying, who was sitting next to her.

"Listen patiently, and stop talking nonsense."

Li Zhuying pushed Zhou Jieyu away with disdain.

The three of them hold a high position in the camp, but they are usually treated as mascots.

A mascot should act like a mascot and not meddle in this kind of situation.

While other players were still seriously discussing solutions, Zhiduanqingchang, who had returned to silence, was secretly overjoyed.

This is exactly the effect we wanted!

In fact, he was a spy planted here by the American Array Guild, specifically responsible for gathering internal information about the Mechanicus faction.

They might also add fuel to the fire of the Mechanicus when necessary.

The tense situation between the players of the Heda faction and the Mechanicus faction was entirely due to the Array Guild's underhanded manipulation of conflict.

The initial few battles were all staged by spies from the Array Guild.

Since it was public knowledge that Heda and Anran were at odds, after several such incidents, the conflict between the players from both sides could no longer be contained.

"Hehe, this time we'll definitely deal a heavy blow to the players of the Cult of Mechanism, and maybe this fire will even spread to An Ran."

Though the letter is short, the sentiment is deep. I'm really looking forward to seeing An Ran get a beating from Heda.

That would be even more enjoyable than watching a movie!

Chapter 90: When I heard that my own house had collapsed, tears streamed down my face.

In the makeshift meeting room.

A group of players argued and bickered for a long time but ultimately failed to come up with an effective solution.

Just as everyone was frowning in worry, a player who had been gathering information outside suddenly brought back devastating news—

The verdict from the frontline command has been delivered!

Players from both factions who cause trouble will be imprisoned.

The problem is that players from the Mechanicus faction are imprisoned for twice as long as players from the Heda faction.

If this were implemented, even if it were only closed for ten days or half a month, it would be enough to make players miss most of the events at the end of the version.

The players in the conference room were in high spirits.

"This is not fair!"

"Yes, we can understand arresting people, but this kind of differential treatment is disgusting."

"What else can we do? They said that we started this whole thing, so the punishment for us will be even greater."

"Nonsense! It was clearly the other side who started it several times."

“We too have rendered service to the Exiled Empire, I want to see Nathaniel!”

"Deliberately targeting them, how shameless."

"If you're so capable, create a fair competition, and I'll blow their heads off."

"..."

The seemingly inconspicuous note, "A Short Letter, Deep Feelings," suddenly rolled its eyes.

He saw another opportunity.

Amidst the public outcry, the conference room was now like a powder keg about to explode.

All he has to do is add a little more stuff and then set it on fire...

An explosion was inevitable!

Though the letter is short, the sentiment is deep; I chuckled to myself.