Poverty makes me capable of anything.

That last shot destroyed more than thirty spaceships, and that was with the spaceships relatively scattered. When they get close to Baplo, the spaceships will naturally be more densely packed. If a couple more shots come, it won't be thirty, it could be fifty or sixty...

"Commander, are we still going to charge?" someone asked Mu Can.

How can we charge now?

It's only been a short time since the fighting started, and the combined fleet has already lost more than a hundred members.

Even if all the time-traveling spaceships are sunk by then, I estimate I won't have much left.

This is unacceptable.

Musan was considering resigning, but the Combined Fleet wasn't under his sole command, so he needed to talk to Bessadin about it.

Is it carved like this?

At this moment, the players from the Time-Space faction were also stunned.

The hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

Just now, not only did the joint fleet's energy level detector explode, but the detectors on their own spaceship also started smoking.

The equipment was overloaded and died on the spot due to receiving too much energy in a short period of time.

When did we in our time-traveling world acquire such powerful weapons?

【? ? ? 】

[I saw it from the ground; that attack was launched from the Pillar of Time.]

【…】

[So the Time-Traveling City can also be used as a weapon.]

There were no player-streamed battles. The players in the Time-Space faction were actually quite unsettled, so it was even less likely that they would do any live streaming at this time.

If I lose, I'll probably get so much flak that my mentality will completely collapse.

Even if you lose, just being at a disadvantage for a moment will fill the screen with bullet comments.

Playing games is all about having fun, right? If you're not thinking about making money through live streaming, who would want to go through all that trouble?

But now the situation seems to be a little different.

The interstellar winds that had been blowing in favor of Baplo suddenly shifted.

ANR somehow managed to get some favorable winds.

Perhaps we should observe further.

That's what both sides think.

GoGoGo, Let's Go!

While the Pillar of Spacetime was gathering power, the celestial rays filled the gap.

The players' stunned silence will not prevent the Chrono Fleet from seizing the time to counterattack; the major events on the spaceship are still decided by the NPCs.

Across the vast interstellar space, energy cannons and space torpedoes were fired one after another.

Mucan is still discussing with Bessaidae.

“This can’t go on,” Mu Can said.

"We've already come all this way, wouldn't it be a laughing stock if we turned back empty-handed?"

"Even if it becomes a joke, we can't let all the spaceships we have be destroyed. If we have people and ships, they might say a few words in private, but if we lose both the ships and the people, even if we take over Baplo, we probably won't be able to stay in the park."

"Then let's stay in Baplo."

"Stay? What can we offer to stay? If we and the Time-Space Dimension are both severely injured, how could the Governor's Office possibly let us stay here?"

Bessadin wanted to say something more, but at that moment the Pillars of Time launched their second attack.

This time, only about twenty ships were hit, but it still frightened the pirates.

With such a deterrent weapon in hand, no one would dare to rush to the front.

Staying in the back will guarantee survival, while those who rush to the front will definitely perish.

Even if we're lucky enough not to get completely destroyed now, no one can guarantee we won't get destroyed next time.

Pirates live by the law, but no one wants to gamble with their life if they can avoid it, let alone such a seemingly meaningless act of suicide.

"Old Bei, this won't work. We have no grudge against the transdimensional world. Since we can't crack this tough nut, we might as well give up."

Seeing that things were not going well, the high-ranking members of the Hundred Wood Pirates, who were close to Bessadin, also began to persuade him from the sidelines.

"If we leave now..."

"..."

What the hell are you talking about?

Several high-ranking officials who had not left frowned simultaneously.

Actually, they've been feeling really strange lately; it's like their leader, Bessadin, has been under a spell that makes him less intelligent.

First, they dragged their feet on dealing with the internal divisions, then somehow ended up allying with Black Bay, with whom they had previously had little contact. They even came up with the slogan: "First destroy the Star Ring, then annihilate the Hyperdimensional Dimension..."

Emmm...

Something seems off. They pondered the situation: even if they wanted to undermine their competitors, unifying the amusement park shouldn't be such a strange approach.

Making a fortune from the Star Ring Pirates temporarily dispelled their doubts, but when difficulties arose, the others' feverish minds finally cooled down.

When does besaida begin to cause intellectual impairment?

this is a problem.

But now is not the time to think about that.

"We have to leave now, whether we like it or not!" several high-ranking officials said. "Leaving aside the issue of reputation, and regardless of whether we can take over Baplo if we stay, what will we do if we lose too much strength here and those traitors who split off attack? What will we use to fight them?"

"..."

Bessadine seems to have finally been persuaded.

He hesitated for a moment before nodding and sighing, "Let's go. But we can't just turn around and run away, lest we suffer even greater losses later."

"Of course."

An orderly retreat is necessary; there should be no panic.

Once things fall into chaos, it's all over. Knowing how to retreat when you know you're outmatched is a profound skill.

For pirates, there's no need to talk about strict military discipline, but under the pressure of the big shots, they retreated in a rather orderly manner, although the ships at the end of the retreating fleet were somewhat disorganized.

During the attack, they lost more than 300 ships, and during the retreat, they lost more than 100 ships to the third and fourth strikes from the space-based rays and the pillars of time.

When they arrived, the combined fleet had 1500 ships, but only two-thirds of them managed to evacuate successfully.

The most unfortunate ones are the professional double agents of Star Ring.

In their eagerness to claim credit, they rushed ahead, not only enjoying the kiss of the blue and white bowls, but also falling behind during the retreat, quickly being entangled by the time-traveling pursuit force.

"I surrender! I surrender!" The traitor leader surrendered without saying a word.

If you've voted once, or twice, then you're not afraid of a third time.

"No, we absolutely cannot let him surrender! This is the third time he has betrayed us. If we encounter any difficulties in the next time we cross space, he will definitely betray us again!" Qiao Qina, who was in the pursuit force, quickly contacted An Ran.

His face was filled with utter anger.

An Ran quickly gestured for her to calm down: "Don't rush, don't rush. I hate these kinds of traitors who betray us again and again."

However, sometimes you have no choice but to live the way you hate the most.

cough cough...

"Listen to me." Seeing that Qiao Qina had stopped making a fuss, An Ran continued to explain, "He still has more than 70 ships at his disposal. Even with the ships you brought, the Hyperspace Dimension only has more than 900 ships. He lost nearly 200 ships in this battle, so he needs to replenish them."

"But he is a person..."

"It's alright, it's alright. I only want the spaceships, not the people. Once they surrender, I'll reward them with one B1 for each spaceship they give. I guarantee there will be no worries about the future."

“This…” Qiao Qina hesitated for a moment, “Won’t this affect your reputation?”

"That's not a problem. I'll have the stranger do it, of course, if you'd like to do it for me..."

“Then leave it to me!” Johanna replied immediately.

She wanted nothing more than to tear these traitors to pieces, so she didn't hesitate at all when Anran summoned her.

That would be perfect...

However, Anran still left some spaceships for the players to deal with, as an extra experience bonus for them.

You see, you have absolutely no say in the execution of NPCs in other factions, but in the Time-Space Rift, there's plenty of that extra experience.

With such great benefits, why not come join us!

As the war reached a turning point, players on the Time-Space side had already started hundreds of live streams.

The live broadcast covered the pursuit of the Combined Fleet from all angles, and of course, included footage of the capture and execution of traitors in Bapulo.

【…】

See, this is what happens to traitors.

I'm so envious! One bomb can give you at least several million experience points.

555, I'm so frustrated, how about you?

[Previously, people said the Time-Space Rift was doomed, but now they've not only defended Baplo, but they're also chasing after the Pirate Alliance's hammer.]

Those people who say we're doomed are just hilarious!

You probably won't see these people anymore.

Don't worry, they'll come out the next time they encounter difficulties in the time-space travel.

That's just how it is.

Without a clear conscience, even a troll would be completely overwhelmed by a barrage of counterattacks.

The barrage of comments was so dense that, under normal circumstances, no one could even see what he was saying.

……