Chapter 443: Style!!

"Oh, giving up? That doesn't seem like your style, Mr. Loren." Jessistan sounded somewhat surprised.

"Heh, I think you've all misunderstood something..." Loren sent out such a thought.

"I didn't come here to rob anyone."

Jessistan was stunned again. "Huh? What do you mean?!"

Loren, standing atop her head, just shook his head without answering the question.

He gazed into the distance at that Titan-class warship silently suspended in the starry void, not daring to move an inch, and directly activated his Legendary Ability—[Puppet of Fate].

Instantly, countless illusory threads, invisible to others, descended from the void!

They quietly wrapped around that Titan-class interstellar warship belonging to the Hunter Marquis family in the distance!

From Loren's perspective, countless golden threads and black threads had already wrapped that colossal behemoth spanning the starry sky into a two-colored cocoon...

The golden and black illusory threads intertwined with each other, dreamlike and surreal.

Like a perfectly natural work of art!!!

Seeing that his ability had already enveloped that enormous thing, Loren, standing atop Miss Silver Dragon's head, snapped his fingers with a smile.

"Snap!"

"Marquis Hunter, someone from your family is coming to keep you company." Loren muttered to himself.

The next moment.

"BOOM!!!"

A dazzling explosion of light blazed forth, illuminating this stretch of starry sky!

The entire Titan-class warship was mercilessly devoured by the suddenly erupting, gorgeous light!!

This explosion, containing immense energy, even formed a massive space black hole near the warship!

The abruptly formed space black hole absorbed all the remnants left behind by the blast!

The warship—annihilated, not even ashes left!

Instantly!

Countless chaotic thoughts echoed simultaneously!

"Who?!"

"Which reckless fool made that move?! That was a Titan-class warship!!"

"I deliberately avoided hitting it even when unleashing my ultimate move!! How did it just vanish?!"

"Dammit, I couldn't bear to touch that warship! Who the hell just blew it up?!"

"The construction cost alone is nearly 70 million Spirit Stones!!!"

"That was a strategic-level weapon capable of carrying nearly ten million people, performing ultra-long-distance space jumps, and sustaining itself!!!"

"My heart is bleeding!!! Damn bastard!!!"

"Ah! That warship countless Cult Organizations dream of!!!"

"I was even planning to sell it and take a trip to the Empire!!!"

"A 70 million Spirit Stone big treasure!! Gone just like that!!! I'm almost crying!!!"

...

Countless agonized thoughts echoed through this battered starry sky!!

Even Jessistan, beneath Loren's feet, silently extended her own claws and clutched her chest in heartache!!

Mr. Loren, are you even human?!

Ah!! You're not human at all!!!

How could there be such a mischievous guy in the Star Realm!!!

...

At this moment, Loren's face revealed a satisfied smile he had never shown before.

He looked toward the direction of the space black hole, his eyes narrowing happily.

"So beautiful, Raven."

"Master, don't talk for now. I'm actually kind of hurting too..."

Loren: "..."

Stupid bird, you've changed!!!

...

After destroying this Titan-class interstellar warship, Loren cast an emotionless glance toward the direction of the battle.

At that moment, the figures that had been fighting all came to a halt.

With the object of contention gone, these figures naturally had no reason to continue fighting.

After a round of frantic muttered quiet remarks from the many mysterious figures, this battered starry sky finally fell into a rare silence...

All the fighting figures wanted to know who had struck and blown up that Titan-class big treasure warship.

Their vast perception was being released, searching for each other.

A few seconds later.

In such a silent atmosphere, a thought helplessly echoed:

"It was that Night Raven."

Instantly, everyone's gazes converged on Loren, standing atop Miss Silver Dragon's head.

Their looks were varied.

...

All eyes, across this starry sky, looked back at the figure comparable to a dark god.

They finally took a serious look at this famously renowned young man.

However.

Contrary to what these mysterious figures had anticipated.

The human figure, whose aura rivaled a dark god, calmly reached up and slightly tipped his hat at all the mysterious beings staring at him.

"Let's go, Miss Jessistan."

"...Where to??"

"Radiant Flow Star Domain."

"Oh, oh, okay..."

Hearing this.

Still immersed in heartache, Miss Silver Dragon somewhat dazedly activated a Teleportation Array.

With her mechanical movements, a massive silver Teleportation Array appeared before her.

Then, clutching her chest with a blank look in her eyes, she flew into the Teleportation Array.

"...A mobile strategic castle... a treasure worth 70 million Spirit Stones..."

Until Miss Silver Dragon's enormous body completely vanished into the Teleportation Array, her lips were still murmuring this sentence.

...

The silver, ferocious giant beast disappeared into this silent starry sky.

At this moment.

A Grand Druid at the Demigod Tier from the Nature Sect gazed at the direction where the silver Teleportation Array had faded, sighed, and sent out a contemplative thought:

"This God's Favored One is not quite what we imagined..."

Because he deliberately made no sound, this sentence was silent in the starry sky.

The nearby mysterious figures could only vaguely perceive the meaning contained in this thought.

After all, evaluating the Chosen One of one's own sect like this was not exactly a glorious matter.

And all the beings who vaguely sensed this thought secretly nodded in agreement.

They finally understood what kind of person Loren was.

This Chosen One favored by the Goddess of Nature was different from any other Chosen One they had known before.

Or rather, it was only fitting that he was the loyal follower of the "Goddess of Nature who never chose a Chosen One," his style indeed matching that legendary Goddess of Nature's.

An unpredictable and incomprehensible behavior, an elegant charm that constantly radiated from him, and an indescribable violence and extremism that came naturally...

This style of conduct was no wonder he had become the "sole Chosen One."

Having witnessed Loren's figure, the mysterious beings all harbored a strange premonition.

This somewhat decaying Federation, and this unchanging Star Realm, seemed like they might undergo a small change because of him.

That guy seemed to be a rather improper God's Favored One...

Which Chosen One had such a heavy killing intent!!

Just like those dark gods from other planes!!

Other Chosen Ones from the Land of the Gods, as the representatives of the gods in the Star Realm, mostly carried an indescribable charisma in order to expand their deity's faith.

As everyone knew, to a certain extent, the attitude of a Chosen One represented the attitude of the god behind them!!

That legendary Goddess of Nature must be planning something big!!!

Thinking of this.

Among the many mysterious figures, a few extremely restless souls even sent out several probing thoughts in front of everyone:

"Is the Nature Sect still taking recruits? I just discovered that I seem to be a loyal environmentalist too!"

"What a coincidence! I just decided to protect the vast nature with all my heart!"

"Ahem, well!"

"Actually, I've deeply admired the Nature Sect since I was a child! It's just that I had some accidents later and went astray, joining a demonic sect!"

...

Hearing these completely unreliable requests to join, the Demigod Grand Druid who had commented on Loren blackened his face and sent out a rather rude thought:

"Scram!!!"

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