Poverty makes me capable of anything.

The details are mostly omitted, but the fleet that exploded included thousands of ships, and subsequent long-range projections showed that at least a dozen planets and asteroids were destroyed.

It created a chaotic void.

That truly meant stepping on a small patch of starry sky.

They are far beyond what divine messengers can compare to.

The players' blood was instantly pumped.

It all seems so far away!

[It's not as far off as we imagine. Although we can only be spectators now, in 3 or 5 years, we should be able to do the same.]

Just looking at it makes me so excited; I really want to be a part of it myself.

Going there now would just be cannon fodder; let's talk about it later.

[Hey, how could such a beautiful pirate princess be killed off by the plot? What were the developers up to?]

[Damn it, it makes me so angry! What happened to Captain Juliana?]

[Damn the planner, give me back my wife!]

The fame of Pirate Princess and Juliana comes partly from official promotional videos.

However, most of the credit goes to the "model worker phenomenon" that arose after Zhou Jieyu and her colleagues published their novels and comics.

During that period, the number of "film sets" the two of them had to rush to every day was close to five figures.

I'm so exhausted.

Anran is exhausted now.

This is more insane than the divine messenger.

To protect Ella's safety, she went to great lengths, pulling up all the exposed, still-functioning machines and equipment to form a Great Wall in front of Ella.

Even so, it was still no match for this combination of thunder and fire.

Finally, An Ran had no choice but to turn her attention to the spaceship floating in the air.

"There's nothing we can do about it. We've given you a lot of benefits, and now it's time for you to make a contribution, even if it's just to hold off us for a second." An Ran looked at the church, which was now a quarter of its original size. "I'll take you to do more dungeon runs in the future."

"The boat is here!"

Driven by the power of ether and the supreme command.

Some ships, whose passengers were all players, flew out of the fleet on their own.

"What are you doing!" Johanna contacted the captains of each ship in astonishment.

"We...we don't know what happened either."

Those players cried.

Just as we were enjoying the show, the spaceship suddenly became uncontrollable and hurtled towards the fire.

No!

Sister An, no!

"It was me. You guard the sky and prevent more meteorites from falling."

An Ran's words made Qiao Qina nod.

Since it was An Ran who did it, then she has nothing to say.

With a deafening roar, the spaceships hurtled directly towards the divine envoy's face.

Fighting is also about money!

An Ran deeply understood this principle.

Even if these spaceships are manufactured in-house, each one costs at least 2 million birudos to build.

She threw away more than 3 billion yuan at once.

The coins could be piled up into a mountain.

This reminded An Ran of the "Queen of Money," for money is an essential key to becoming stronger.

As long as the divine messenger is eliminated, not only can his own life be saved, but Ella can also inherit the position of Pope of the Mechanical Church, thereby indirectly controlling the entire church. This is a shortcut to wealth!

We absolutely cannot let you mess this up!

An Ran's face hardened.

"Ella, open an exit! I'm going out to fight him!"

Although the Silver Moon Knight was eaten by Ella, Anran still has a Nightbringer.

She couldn't just stand by and watch the divine messenger punch the robot and kick the spaceship, seemingly about to take a bath in the lava and break through Ella's shield to rush in.

Each explosion brought Anran and Ella closer to the edge of the cliff.

"No, we can't let An Ran go out."

"..."

Anran knew Ella was worried about her, but now was really not the time.

The explosion of more than a dozen spaceships was accompanied by the deaths of more than a thousand unlucky players, who only managed to hold off the divine messenger for two seconds.

"boom!"

Another punch slammed a giant robot onto the church, and the messenger guided the lava to bake the church's base, seemingly intending to roast all the members of the Vatican.

Then his body flickered and he appeared in front of the torrent of metal.

Break!

The divine messenger slashed with his right hand.

Everyone was stunned after the loud thud.

The seemingly soft torrent of metal actually repelled the divine messenger's hand.

Are you kidding me?

The divine messenger immediately shifted his target, knowing he had to pick the weakest link, as he was short on time.

This sudden shock shattered the seemingly impenetrable shield before the divine messenger, revealing Ella hidden within.

"Ella, there's no time, let me out!" Anran was sweating profusely with anxiety.

If things continue like this, if Ella falls ill, she won't be able to escape either.

In the special channel, An Ran spoke as quickly as Gatlin, and after her speech, Ella finally reluctantly opened an exit to the outside world.

"There is only one chance to launch a surprise attack."

Releasing the Nightbringer takes time, as does entering the cockpit. Considering the time required to condense the energy weapon, the difficulty is considerable.

But Anran has to give it a try, otherwise Ella will become a punching bag.

However, the divine messenger stopped.

He felt a chill run down his spine.

He was confident that he could shatter the silver mech in front of him in one go, but he had a feeling that the rampaging energy would take him away with it.

His initial goal wasn't to kill anyone.

The messenger raised his hand, and his voice reached the ears of the old pope and others.

"It's come to this point, I'll give you one more chance. As long as you hand over the information to break the seal, I'll turn around and leave immediately." He smiled. "I suppose you don't want to see me harm this little girl, do you? She must be very important to you. I'll give you five seconds to consider!"

five……

The old pope held his breath.

Four……

His lips trembled.

The enemy is stronger than expected; if we don't hand them over...

three……

They probably won't even last until the Royal Knights settle accounts.

The old pope looked at the others.

two……

Everyone sighed.

What else can we do?

Those who understand Ella's value know that she must not be ruined by the messenger of the gods.

"Give it to him."

The old pope understood what everyone meant.

At the last second, a disc-shaped object flew up from the bottom of the church.

By this time, half of the church had disappeared.

It's not unusual for something to be thrown up from below.

The messenger's face lit up with joy.

Become!

He had wasted too much time and now had no desire to continue fighting Ella.

After verifying the authenticity of the information, he still needs to send it out.

Just as he reached out, An Ran finally found the flaw!

"There is no better opportunity than this."

Thanks to the Vatican for their unintentional cooperation.

That was a good pass.

After communicating with Ella, Anran decisively took action.