Poverty makes me capable of anything.

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It gripped a massive lightsaber, longer than a standard battleship, in both hands and swung it toward the supernova light.

In an instant, blue and white intertwined.

A silent explosion swept across the starry sky, and for a moment Freya's eyes were filled with blue and white stripes.

She instinctively covered her forehead with the back of her hand.

After a long while, the strange light on the screen slowly disappeared.

Patrick is already entangled with the psionic servants and psionic war puppets sent out by Enron.

He couldn't get close for the time being, which gave An Ran more time to summon all his mechanical troops.

boom!

Patrick used the sheer force of the earth to repel dozens of psionic war machines, then took a moment to glance at his surroundings.

This is very bad.

The mechanized troops formed a giant sphere.

Outside the mechanized forces, tens of thousands of warships were rushing in menacingly.

Enemy fleets are irrelevant now. As long as we can take down Patrick here, the Exiled Empire's fleet will sweep across the entire Hawkeye Sector like a storm.

Patrick's heart sank slightly.

Such a sudden attack was dodged safely!

Regardless of how An Ran did it, what awaits him next is inevitably a tough positional battle.

If he cannot kill Anran before the solidification spell ends, he, as a mage, will likely perish soon.

"I don't have time to get entangled with these lumps of iron."

Patrick's right arm sank slightly, and the moment the psionic war puppet attacked again, countless white halos suddenly rippled around his body.

The psionic war puppet seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and its movements suddenly slowed down.

Patrick didn't look relaxed either.

He seemed to be carrying an immense burden.

At a certain moment, amidst the explosive light of the psionic beam, Patrick suddenly opened his right fist.

The white halo disappeared.

Patrick charged forward before the psionic war puppet could readjust.

The goal is to appear completely unsuspecting and at ease!

Patrick went up.

He was enveloped in golden light.

During the charge, golden light scattered, seemingly forming a huge, sharp blade around his body.

Judging solely from its piercing power, this move is even stronger than Supernova Light.

Therefore, Patrick was not worried at all that Enron would release a psionic shield.

But to his surprise, An Ran remained motionless.

As if completely terrified, he let him break through the encirclement and finally slash down fiercely.

"..."

To Patrick's surprise, he clearly saw the golden light cut down along An Ran's forehead, but it left no scars!

phantom?

No.

Patrick quickly ruled out that possibility.

He saw countless tiny particles appearing around An Ran's body.

That was combat armor made of sublimated material.

In the blink of an eye, the particles enveloped An Ran's body.

boom!

Patrick crashed heavily into the big guy.

It was too late for him to dodge; Anran, controlling his combat armor, grabbed Patrick's arm.

The clone can inherit 80% of Anran's attributes.

This means that Anran's current strength attribute is 1887, plus the 150 strength points provided by the combat armor, for a total of 2037 points.

This is not enough.

Therefore, An Ran immediately activated [Life Sacrifice].

Sacrificing 30% of one's health temporarily increases attributes by 15%, bringing strength to 2320 points.

Patrick panicked.

He struggled desperately, only to find that he could not break free from Anran's grasp.

"What exactly is this guy trying to do?"

She's clearly a mechanic!

Why does she look like a tool controlled by those mechanical props?

Patrick had no time to think, because the psionic servant, carrying an impressive psionic barrage and a greatsword, had already charged forward.

There's nothing we can do.

He has no choice but to sacrifice some flexibility.

Patrick gritted his teeth.

A new divine descent magic is activated.

With the support of the grayish-brown aura, his strength suddenly increased by 30%, but correspondingly, his agility attribute decreased by 30%.

An Ran was caught off guard and let him break free.

wow——

The psionic servant swung his greatsword down.

Fortunately, Anran jumped away in time.

Otherwise, this sword strike could have taken away more than 200,000 of her health points.

Patrick's expression remained unchanged.

He stood with his palms facing each other, and a white vortex of magic suddenly appeared in the center of his palms.

hum-

As the vortex rippled, the nearest warships exploded on the spot.

The wreckage from the exploded ships swirled around the mechanical legion, drawn by the vortex.

An Ran vaguely sensed a powerful force hidden within it.

Patrick seemed to be planning a pincer attack from the outside in, which was exactly what she was thinking too.

Meat is amazing, strength is amazing.

An Ran didn't hesitate to use [Void Descent], summoning the panda. Before the panda could even settle in, An Ran used her psionic descent device to send it back.

"?"

Patrick paused for a moment.

Why did the helper run away as soon as he arrived?

What kind of operation is this?

The person is gone, but the attributes remain.

An Ran's power instantly surged past three thousand, and her speed also increased significantly.

Before Patrick could react, the combat armor's fist had already landed on his face.

"What is that?"

Blood trickled from the corner of Patrick's mouth.

He only realized that it was An Ran who had launched the attack after he regained his footing.

Patrick was stunned.

what's the situation?