Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Ella soared into the sky, transforming into a black streak of light, and in the blink of an eye, she broke through the psionic shield surrounding the Divine Court.

brush brush --

Countless zigzag lines flashed across the sky in an instant. The panda's eyes widened, and just a dozen seconds later, she saw Ella land in front of her with a thud.

The ground has cracked.

"Are you OK?"

"The panda asked."

"Of course it's fine."

Ella patted her flat chest; her body was strong enough that the enemy had failed to penetrate her armor.

Ella charged out again and engaged in a fierce battle with Boschlia's mechanical forces.

Just then, Anran recalled the Sky Lord.

Faced with the powerful Sky Lord, Boschlia quickly fell into a disadvantageous position, but he still kept an eye on Vesta's dimensional warehouse.

Successful.

A virtual hunter has escaped.

"Lord Vesta, there's no need to unleash your potential... *poof*..."

Boschlia, who was shouting excitedly, was caught off guard. The Instructor's spear struck him directly in the chest, sending him flying a great distance. The bone in his chest was completely shattered, leaving a deep indentation.

"What happened to the promised fair duel?"

An Ran coldly stared at Boschlia.

Boschlia wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, knowing he was in the wrong, and did not intend to respond.

But he didn't give up and charged at Ella relentlessly.

Ella is no match for him; only by focusing his attention on Ella can Anran be distracted.

An Ran was genuinely angry.

Since you want to create space for Versta, I'll grant your wish.

An Ran simply brought the Limitless Divine Machine back.

The enormous mechanical monster, like a three-headed, six-armed god or demon, utterly destroyed Boschlia's mechanical forces in just a few moments.

Just as the transcendent machine departed, Vesta finally noticed something amiss.

"what are you doing?"

Vesta shouted.

Boschlia gave a wry smile.

He saw the tip of the Instructor's spear rapidly enlarging, and that tip was much larger than his entire body.

Given his current condition, there's no way he can avoid it.

"Bastard!"

Vesta cursed angrily.

He had practically mentored Boschlia, so how could he just stand by and watch him die at Anran's hands? This bucket of cold water finally calmed Vesta's head down.

"Your opponent is me!"

Vesta shouted at An Ran, but An Ran completely ignored him.

"Don't involve Wu..."

As he spoke, Vesta himself lost confidence, after all, it was Boschlia who made the first move.

An Ran was in the right, and even if she killed Boschlia, no one else would say anything.

Vesta's heart trembled.

There was no time for him to hesitate.

He quickly manipulated his virtual hunter to block the path of the Instructor's spear.

At the same time, Vesta let out a long sigh.

This sigh, like the setting sun, resounded in the public channel, carrying a deep sense of vicissitude.

In an instant, the onlookers all had a premonition.

They held their breath, waiting for that moment to arrive.

"I lost."

When the sound rang out, Vesta's hand fell limply to his side, and his voice seemed to age many times over in an instant.

His mind is now perfectly clear.

It was his carelessness that led him to this predicament. If it happened again, no matter how much An Ran schemed, he would not be able to defeat him.

But the fact is that he lost.

He paid for the reputation he had built up over many years, and Anran also gave up his potential.

This result is very fair.

Vesta gave a wry smile.

His heart was in turmoil, but he couldn't show it by being too irritable.

Fortunately, An Ran stopped in time.

The Instructor's spear was immediately withdrawn after piercing the virtual hunter's body, revealing Boschlia with a complex expression behind the large hole.

In the end, Venerable Vesta conceded defeat, but he...

Boschlia closed her eyes tightly.

He couldn't describe his feelings; they must have been even more complicated than a ball of yarn.

"Whoo~"

An Ran also breathed a sigh of relief.

The moment Vista conceded defeat, she received a notification from the game that both tasks were completed.

She achieved her strategic goal!

Anran silently lifted the encirclement of Boschlia and slowly flew to Vesta.

"I won by sheer luck."

Vesta looked up and stared intently at An Ran.

He was unwilling, but what could he do about it?

Vesta said in a deep voice, "From now on, the title of the strongest mechanic is yours."

An Ran shook her head: "I don't care about reputation. What I get is the most important thing. I've learned a lot from you. To be honest, if you had brought the Ark of the Future, I wouldn't have fought you at all."

After saying that, without waiting for Vesta's reaction, Anran turned around and flew directly into the Divine Court behind her.

She also wanted to check if Ella was injured.

"..."

Vista stared blankly at An Ran's retreating figure as all the machines vanished.

How was he feeling?

“Lord Vesta,” Boschlia flew over, “if it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have…”

"never mind."

Vesta turned around.

He was leaving too; he had no desire to stay here and be a laughingstock.

“I went in the wrong direction from the very beginning.”

Boschlia only heard one sentence before he saw Vesta leap into the shuttle.

"direction?"

Boschlia was taken aback.

No.

"Wait for me, Lord Vesta!"

Boschlia quickly gave chase.

It seemed that Vesta's back was much straighter than he had imagined.

The starry sky returned to calm.

Countless people were discussing the battle that had just taken place, and the news swept across the entire star system like a storm.

Heaven has changed.

But all of this seemed to have nothing to do with Sawyer.

He stared blankly at his hands.

Keynes, who was standing nearby, called out repeatedly, "Hey, Sawyer, are you alright?"

Keynes was having second thoughts.

Sawyer must have been scared out of his wits by An Ran.

After a long while, he heard Sawyer suddenly burst into laughter: "Ha ha, I'm still alive, I'm still alive!"

"..."

Sawyer left Dawn Camp without looking back.

……

"It's alright, nothing serious."

Inside the Divine Court, Anran gave Ella a physical examination. Since she hadn't fought with Boschlia for long, she had lost some armor, but it wasn't a big deal.