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"..."Thorne God-king, First Saint, Daoist Ancestor.

"..."All viewers on the Star Network.

"..."The Wisdom God who had just arrived at the edge of the battlefield.

"..."Pan-Universal Entertainnt Headquarters outside the battlefield.

The Immortal Emperor’s kick had dumbfounded everyone.

"Hote, what are you doing?" The only chance had just vanished, and the voice of the First Saint trembled, revealing full despair and anger.

What?

I’m not playing with you anymore!

The Immortal Emperor stood motionlessly, coldly sweeping his gaze over everyone.

Daoist Ancestor’s incarnation was using them, Thorne God-king and others were also using them. Watching Duge wield twenty-one skills and the unclear relationship with Pan-Universe Entertainnt behind him, yet still thinking of killing him, how thick-skulled were these people?

If they really killed Duge, neither the Thorne God-king nor the First Saint would let any of them claim Duge’s head, they might even turn around to eliminate them to prevent future trouble...

No matter how one calculated, being enemies with Duge didn’t make sense, so why help them?

On the other hand, helping Duge was harmless, or at least carried the lowest risk.

After all, Duge was already in first place; there was absolutely no need for him to kill to boost his attributes.

Moreover, of all the records on Duge, except for the first Alien Battlefield, he mostly just used his teammates and rarely engaged in mass slaughter.

Duge was a man of Pan-Universe Entertainnt; by helping him, one could owe him a favor...

Even if Duge wasn’t a man of Pan-Universe Entertainnt but truly an Incarnation of Heaven, following him was much better than following the half-baked incarnation of Daoist Ancestor.

It was all for their own strength, nobody could bla anyone, there were no deep-seated hatreds.

From being a high and mighty Immortal Emperor who controlled a world to becoming a controlled Alien Warrior, the great disparity in status took the Immortal Emperor a long ti to adapt.

The mont he kicked out, he had completely let go of himself; what better way to increase attributes than to ss with his teammates at the most critical mont?

With that kick, his attributes had at least doubled.

The Queen Mother was still tumbling.

The furious First Saint had already used spatial collapse around the Immortal Emperor and the Queen Mother.

Duge, anticipating this move, enveloped the tumbling Queen Mother into the Dark Space, then instantly teleported to the Immortal Emperor’s side, stuffing him into the Dark Space as well, avoiding the spatial collapse.

While stuffing him, Duge conveniently branded him with the "Water" mark, touched him, and tore off a piece of his armor...

Duge didn’t know if the turncoat was his own man from Qiyuan Star, but marking him would definitely make him his own man.

Inside the spatial rift of the First Saint, the Daoist Ancestor saw what happened outside and his face was exceptionally unpleasant; he had anticipated accidents, but never expected the betrayer to be the Immortal Emperor.

The Immortal Emperor had sided with the enemy, and the Queen Mother had been branded by Duge; with their help, neither the First Saint nor the Thorne God-king had any chance of winning.

For a mont, the Daoist Ancestor was out of strategies, gritting his teeth he said, "Saint, perhaps we should retreat first and then reconsider..."

There was still so ti left before the deadline set by Pan-Universe Entertainnt. Once other Alien Warriors arrived on the battlefield and found the right skills to counter Duge, there might still be a chance, after all, all of Duge’s skills were known.

Finding a counter should be simple.

Retreat?

Easier said than done.

After seeing that Duge’s fists could disrupt the spatial channel, the First Saint had already dismissed the idea of escape; if he used spatial techniques to flee and was disrupted by Duge, he would be putting himself in danger.

Without using spatial techniques, how could he escape? Turn into a mothership?

The First Saint continued to use spatial collapse to disrupt Duge, while desperately thinking of a way to break the deadlock. They couldn’t rely on the Alien Warriors; it was all up to them now.

In the Dark Space.

The Queen Mother had recovered from the intense pain, and she glared at the Immortal Emperor: "Immortal Emperor, what is the aning of this?"

The Immortal Emperor looked indifferent: "Queen Mother, desperate tis call for desperate asures, Daoist Ancestor is unreliable, only by assisting Duge can we find a glimr of hope."

The Queen Mother angrily said: "You could have told earlier if you wanted to help Duge, why kick ? And how do you know I fully trust Daoist Ancestor?"

The Immortal Emperor silently glanced at the Queen Mother, and said, "Secrecy leads to success, disclosure to failure."

Queen Mother: "..."

Jannie watched the quarreling duo, not sure what to say.

Fang Xiangcheng and Yu Bin were dumbfounded; they had never imagined that the one kicking in the crotch on the battlefield would be the Immortal Emperor, the big boss of the previous Alien Battlefield, and the one being kicked would be the Queen Mother. This world was simply too absurd.

Duge hadn’t expected the turncoat to be the Immortal Emperor; surely his hidden keyword was charm!

Duge smiled faintly: "If the two of you could lend a hand, once this is over, I will ensure both of your safeties."

Saying this,

he released the Immortal Emperor and the Queen Mother from the Dark Space.

The mont the Immortal Emperor and the Queen Mother were released, Thorne God-king and the First Saint felt their scalps tingle and their groins tighten, abandoning Duge and attacking the two first.

The Queen Mother, having beco Duge’s property, although infuriated by the Immortal Emperor’s misconduct, activated her skill imdiately.

In just a glance, it was Thorne God-king and the First Saint who were fleeing, forced to dodge.

While dodging, the First Saint, not wanting to hesitate, released Daoist Ancestor from the space to serve as a distraction.

Once Daoist Ancestor was released, he did nothing but had to join the fleeing group; his skill was to unite, and although there were no attack skills in his awakened abilities, he had integrated many civilizations and even facilitated the alliance between the Thorne Divine Tribe and Rad Divine Clan, his attributes were greatly enhanced.

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