Poverty makes me capable of anything.

He was just making assumptions.

But how could he not overthink it?

Before this, which mechanic would use their own body to shield the machine they control from gunfire in order to buy time?

No.

Vesta didn't believe it, and neither would anyone else.

But that's exactly what happened.

Vesta's body trembled as he was enveloped in the mecha that had been transformed from the throne.

He was most likely to feel the powerful suppression brought by An Ran's domain. It was terrifying. In his current state, even if the mechanical troops were not wiped out by An Ran in one wave, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.

We might even... lose!

Once that word entered Vesta's mind, he couldn't shake it off.

lose.

Before arriving, Vesta never imagined he would lose.

It's impossible!

hum-

As Vesta swung his right arm, purple light surged in the dazzling starry sky, and even space itself seemed to sway violently.

"Gan!"

Nathaniel frowned as he watched the constantly shaking broadcast.

He had already arrived near the Ark of the Future using the projection function of the Star River Miracle, and he was also carrying a projection of [Sinking], one of the world-class items of the Exiled Empire.

Using a sinking object capable of breaking down matter to deal with the Ark of the Future is a perfect match!

Nathaniel came with the intention of threatening Vesta to back down if he couldn't defeat Anran.

But things took a really unexpected turn.

Just when they were about to fall into the abyss, An Ran turned the tide and won.

It's so fast it's dazzling.

Nathaniel, however, was not happy.

An Ran's true form also burned its potential, which is very detrimental to her future development.

It is very likely that her strength will not be able to improve after the battle with Vesta.

If that's the case, then this victory is better off not being won!

Nathaniel has not made any moves yet.

He stared intently at the shaky screen.

Vesta then opened his extradimensional warehouse once again.

He hasn't lost yet!

Even if the Ark of the Future wasn't by his side, and even if Anran's domain power was stronger than his after burning his potential, he still had the strength to fight.

Snapped!

The Kingslayer suddenly appeared before the vortex passage that opened in the interdimensional warehouse.

Vesta's mechanical forces had barely shown themselves when they were blasted to pieces by the Kingslayer, whose body was surging with a purple, violent current.

The purple aura vibrated, and in no time the mechanical fragments were torn into pieces invisible to the naked eye.

The regicide displayed an aura of "one man guarding the pass against ten thousand".

No matter how wide Vesta's eyes widened, he was unable to draw out his mechanical forces.

The few survivors that managed to escape were rendered utterly powerless by the Sky Lord's sniping.

An Ran hasn't even used the most powerful super-limited divine machine yet.

ka ka ka-

His five fingers clenched tightly, producing a crisp cracking sound.

Vesta's face was flushed, a result of blood rushing to his head.

"Don't waste your time. All the virtual hunters you brought have been annihilated by me, and the remaining machines are no match for you," Anran said to Vista in the private channel.

She didn't intend to fight Vesta to the death here. If she drove Vesta crazy, it was hard to say who would win or lose.

Therefore, Anran did not start the mocking mode in the public channel, which can be regarded as giving Vesta some face.

Vesta's strong sense of pride prevented him from appreciating the gesture.

"Winning isn't that easy!"

He shouted and focused his attention on controlling the mechanical troops stored in the warehouse.

He also has five virtual hunters inside.

Given more time, he can bring over even more machinery from the Ark of the Future.

However, time waits for no one.

An Ran deployed the Limitless Divine Machine, and the Instructor's Spear was swung out like a missile with astonishing force.

Boom—

Vesta, wearing his mecha suit, managed to withstand the attack. When the Instructor Spear returned to the hand of the Transcendental Mecha, the mecha was missing nearly half of its body, and the wounds were filled with shimmering purple light.

"If that shot had hit."

Sawyer shuddered.

can not imagine.

Even if Versta doesn't die, he'll be seriously injured, and the world's格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or landscape) will change as a result.

An Ran, whom he almost killed remotely, is now able to overpower Vesta. This can't be real!

"We can't keep fighting!"

Boschlia's face was extremely pale.

He clenched his fists, his body trembling.

He admired Anran, but he admired Vesta even more.

He believed that if the Ark of the Future were nearby, Vesta could definitely wear down Anran with the sheer number of mechanical troops, but the problem was that the Ark of the Future wasn't there.

Moreover, Vesta's mentality has already begun to crumble.

He started throwing virtual creations at An Ran, but with her superior intelligence and mental strength, An Ran could instantly break free from the constraints of the virtual world.

It has a bit of a monkey show feel to it.

The more this happened, the more anxious Vesta became.

"I can't lose, I can't lose..." he gritted his teeth.

"Vesta's eyes are strange."

Keynes quickly patted Sawyer on the shoulder.

Sawyer said in a deep voice, "I know."

The blood-red color resembled that of a bloodthirsty beast.

Vesta was radiating a fiery red light, as if flames were burning on his mech.

Boschlia was taken aback, but he quickly realized what was happening.

"Lord Vesta intends to unleash his potential just like Enron!"

Absolutely not.

Boschlia knew that Vesta had always been pursuing the Divine Realm, and that was why he initially targeted An Ran. Once he truly unleashed his potential, he would be out of reach of the Divine Realm.

Boschlia quickly tried to persuade Vesta.

"My Lord, you can't do this..."

"Get out of here."

Vesta shouted angrily without any politeness.

They're not listening anymore.

"How to do?"

Boschlia was so anxious that cold sweat poured down her forehead.

Vesta was in such a hurry because the mechanical troops couldn't get out. If he could get the mechanical troops out, he wouldn't need to burn his potential.

Boschlia's gaze pierced through the vast starry sky, finally settling on the somewhat damaged divine court.

"This time, I can only be the villain for once."

Boschlia gave a wry smile.

Just when no one was paying attention to him, he instantly flashed to the edge of the Divine Court.

His target is Ella and the panda who guard the Holy See!

He wanted to force Anran to retreat and create space for Verstara.

"Ok?"

Faced with countless fiery meteors falling from the sky, Ella stood up fiercely.

Anran entrusted her with guarding the Divine Court; she couldn't afford to mess it up.

Ella clenched her right fist and said seriously to the panda, "Little panda, you stay here and guard him. I'm going to beat him up."

"Go."

The panda nodded.

She felt drained and weak.