People are working on collapsing iron, and one concept-level capability is developed every month.

The conclusion from the technical team was that it was no longer a technical problem, but a physical one. The other side had apparently set up some kind of special field around the starship. No matter what kind of signal it was, as long as it entered that area, it would sink without a trace.

The technical team couldn't come up with a solution, and Lord Taravam only cared about the results, leaving him caught in the middle with no way out.

"Humph! A bunch of trash!"

The portly Taravan snorted coldly, too lazy to waste any more time.

He stomped his foot heavily, and countless specks of stardust surged forth, forming a celestial avenue beneath his feet that radiated an amber light.

The road connected to his feet at one end and stretched towards the "Qiming Ship" in the distance at the other.

Talavan stepped onto the avenue and strolled leisurely toward the "Awakening Ship" in the distance.

His pace seemed slow but was actually fast. In just a moment, he stepped into the starry sky, allowing many "company" employees who were watching a movie to see him.

"That's... Lord Taravan!! It's actually Lord Taravan himself who came!"

"Even Lord Taravan has been alarmed; this enemy is no ordinary foe."

Will...will they win?

"We'll win! That's a 'Preservation' envoy! Is there anything in the world that even an envoy can't solve?"

"That's true..."

The "company" employees looked at Lord Taravan, who was going into danger alone, with a variety of expressions, some expectant, some curious, some admiring, and of course, there were also many people who just wanted to watch the show.

At the same time, as the "Qiming Ship" drew ever closer, a barely perceptible hint of contempt flashed in Taravan's eyes.

Based on intelligence, the opponent's strength should not be underestimated.

However... the Commander-level and the Commander cannot be categorized together.

Admittedly, in terms of the energy level reactions of imaginary energy, the two may not be much different.

But don't forget, the messenger has powers bestowed by the "Star God".

With the blessing of authority, imaginary numbers of the same size are refined steel in the hands of Commanders, but in the hands of those Commander-level beings, they are only fit to be called mud and water.

The relative strengths of mud and steel are self-evident.

Of course, he was also aware that there was a genuine "protection" envoy on the other side's starship.

But so what?

He's just a newbie who's only been a Commander for less than two days. How can he be compared to a veteran Commander?

His formidable strength is the foundation of his confidence!

Even if the opposing "Guardian" envoy and those envoy-level beings attacked together, he was confident he could escape unscathed!

This is the composure of a veteran envoy!

With this thought in mind, Taravan's gait became increasingly composed, but there was little arrogance in his eyes; instead, he became even more amiable.

He was confident as he was, but he didn't want to be besieged. He had only accepted a bribe from Oswaldo to help with the negotiations; the rest was none of his business.

"Ha! Hey, look, isn't someone coming?"

The black moon, which was maintaining the sky, yawned and glanced sleepily at Taravan not far away.

"It looks like a very tight-fitting sulfur dam..."

Hei Tian was also feeling drowsy. She drooped her little head, yawning and mumbling incoherently.

"What did Sister Ni Chang say just now? Something like... if anyone comes, we'll fight them."

"So... shall you do it or shall I?"

"If you don't want to do anything, send a message to the boss and let her decide who will take action."

"Oh......"

The two exhausted individuals quickly reached an agreement and relayed the information back to the "Qiming Ship".

Meanwhile, on the "Qiming Ship", without needing to draw the ball (seven) and stop the two of them exchanging messages, Ni Chang had already discovered the approaching Taravan and was thinking about who to make the move.

Taravan Keane is a genuine messenger. Although she is confident that she can send people back to where they came from, that alone is not enough to show off the producer's power.

She had long seen through the producer's intention to expose the "company's" true colors and give it a good thrashing, to make an example of it and establish authority, so that no fool would ever cause trouble for "Star Entertainment".

That being the case...

Ni Chang picked up the sleeping Black Phoenix and poked her armpit with her index finger.

A moment later, Hei Huang opened her eyes and stared blankly at Ni Chang.

Ni Chang carried the Black Phoenix in one hand and pointed to the Taravan not far away with the other.

"See that? Hit him! He's the one who disturbed your sleep!"

Black Phoenix's expression remained unchanged; she showed neither anger nor annoyance.

But Ni Chang knew that Hei Huang had already memorized it, so she casually drew a wormhole and threw Hei Huang into it.

The next second, Black Phoenix appeared in front of Taravan.

Upon seeing the little girl who had suddenly appeared, Taravan paused slightly.

He knew this person; in the intelligence, this little guy, who was less than 1.5 meters tall, was highlighted.

The intelligence report mentioned that her imaginary energy level reaction was difficult to measure, suggesting it might exceed the level of a typical Envoy.

He didn't really believe it.

Firstly, because he knows all too well the true nature of those people below him: whenever they encounter a problem they can't solve, they endlessly exaggerate how difficult the problem is, as if this can cover up their incompetence.

Secondly, the detectors mounted on those people's starships were only so-so; if he went all out, he could exceed the limits of those detectors.

However... it doesn't matter if the truth is as mentioned in the intelligence.

No matter how much mud and water accumulate, can it compare to fine steel?

Although Taravan was quite proud, he didn't show it on his face. On the contrary, he even learned the etiquette of the fairy ship and bowed with his hands clasped.

"I've seen this young lady before, but I don't know..."

Halfway through their conversation, Taravan suddenly noticed the little girl opposite him raise her hand expressionlessly.

Talavan's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly sensed something was wrong. With lightning speed, he put on an impenetrable shield for himself.

Not only that, he also strengthened his body and put away the Stardust Avenue beneath his feet, turning it into the outermost crystal wall.

With three layers of defense in place, Taravan felt he was out of danger. His expression turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean by this? Do you perhaps intend to start a war with the 'Company'?"

Book 1: 119. Oswald! I curse your ancestors!

After saying that, the jet of energy from Black Phoenix's fingertips finally began to flow.

The jet of water, which started as a thin column the size of a thumb, had transformed into a towering wave by the time it reached Taravan.

The jet of countless high-energy particles suddenly erupted the moment it touched the crystal wall, like a supergalactic explosion or a cosmic tsunami, instantly shattering layers of space.

Taravan's expression changed abruptly. In a flash, he unleashed his full power, infinitely strengthening the outermost crystal wall, transforming it into the strongest and most resilient substance in the universe. He firmly believed that the crystal wall created with the "Preservation" power would never be broken.

As it turns out, his conviction was correct, but... just because it won't be broken doesn't mean it won't be washed away.

The crystal wall, rooted deep in the subspace, held out for less than a second before the Black Phoenix's jet of energy pulverized all its roots.

Then, the jet of energy from Black Phoenix's fingertips transformed into an energy spear spanning the entire galaxy, slamming Taravan, shield and all, into the distant "imaginary space" in an extremely short time.

On that day, the company's employees saw the most dazzling and brilliant comet they had ever seen in their lives...

"Ha~~"

After finishing her business, before the wormhole had dissipated, Black Phoenix yawned and followed the wormhole back to the "Dawn Ship".

As soon as she landed, she curled up and fell asleep at Ni Chang's feet.

“That’s amazing.”

Ni Chang squatted down and gently ruffled Hei Huang's golden-red hair with a smile.

............

Meanwhile, at the interplanetary port of "Pierpoint".

Talavan's subordinates stared at the "comet" that stretched across the entire galaxy, secretly marveling at it.

Lord Taravan's move was indeed extraordinary. No one knew who was sent flying, but they flew incredibly fast. In just a short while, they were completely out of sight.

Huh? Wait?

Speaking of which, does Lord Taravan have such a move? How come they've never seen it before? Did they learn it recently?

As their thoughts raced, the atmosphere among them grew increasingly tense until someone spoke in a very soft voice.

"Could it be Lord Taravani who flew out...?"

“““…”””

The group looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Several seconds later, the subordinate who had previously reported to Taravan rushed toward the starship with a strange cry.

"What are you all standing there for! Go and save Lord Taravan!!"

Lord Taravan must not die!

If he dies, he'll be finished!

Even if he's really going to die, at least let him settle the accounts first!

"Hurry! Hurry! Board the ship! Board the ship!"

"Medical pod! Medical pod! Quickly, fetch the top-of-the-line medical pod and ram it!"

Thinking of the serious consequences of Lord Taravan's accident, his subordinates immediately began to take action.

Within minutes, several starships were at full speed, chasing after the "comet's" landing point.

Fortunately, the high-energy particles remaining on the energy spear were conspicuous enough, otherwise they wouldn't have known where to look for it for a while.

Several hours later, the group of starships finally found Lord Taravan, who was embedded in the "imaginary space" and could not be pried off.

Upon closer inspection, everyone was relieved to find that the outer crystal barrier was still intact and the people should be safe.

Immediately, a group of loyal subordinates piloted small aircraft to Lord Taravan's side.

Upon seeing his own people arrive, Taravan reluctantly dispersed the outermost layer of the crystal wall and the invisible protective shield on the inside.

As soon as the shield disappeared, the subordinates immediately understood what it meant. Some of them left the aircraft and, relying on the power of destiny, walked step by step to Taravan's side.

"Sir, are you alright?"

As he spoke, the subordinate went to help Taravan up.

"Don't move! It's broken!"

Taravan said, his eyebrows and eyes slightly distorted.

"Huh?" The subordinate was slightly taken aback.

"The bones are all shattered, go get the medical pod!"

Despite the excruciating pain throughout his body, Taravan gritted his teeth and said.

The crystal shield forged with the power of "preservation" did not break, but he himself broke.

The power of "preservation" is too strong. When forging the outer crystal wall, he can unleash his full power without restraint and forge it into the strongest and most rigid substance in the universe.

But when using it on himself, he dared not act so recklessly. He had to be moderate and make the power that was empowering his body flow so as not to turn himself into a stone.

Therefore, compared to the outermost crystal shield and the inner invisible shield, his own body was indeed much softer.

When strong and weak collide, isn't it themselves who get shattered?

Besides, this was the result of his best efforts to control it; otherwise, it wouldn't just have been bones that were broken.

"Medical pod! Medical pod!!"

The subordinate hurriedly shouted.

Before long, the medical pod was delivered, and a group of subordinates hurriedly carried Taravan into it.