The old woman then said to number 9527, "It seems you can't solve this problem. Do you need my help?"

Number 9527 had also realized that the situation was gradually getting out of his control, so he replied, "If you are willing to lend a helping hand, the Universal Chamber of Commerce will be extremely grateful!"

"Heh, I have no interest in these empty sentiments of gratitude. If you want me to help, then promise me what I mentioned last time," the old woman in black robes said coldly.

Item number 9527 hesitated; the item the other party wanted was far too precious…

However, the screams of his colleagues around him made him determined. If those monsters succeeded this time and the starship was stolen, even if he escaped with his life, his future would be ruined: "Okay, I promise you."

"You're wise to be pragmatic, hehe. So many living beings are perfect for using as raw materials to refine my new medicine." The old woman in black robes opened her hands and muttered incantations. Soon, wisps of black mist enveloped her.

Pfft!

She suddenly trembled and looked down to see a bloody gun barrel piercing through her chest.

Looking back in disbelief, he saw the other end of the spear held in the hand of the Fire Knight in his wheelchair.

"Why?" The old woman in the black robe asked, her voice filled with shock and confusion.

"How could I let you ruin my plans?" the Fire Knight said calmly.

Looking down at the monsters fighting below, the old woman in black robes suddenly realized: "So they are your subordinates. In that case, let's all die together."

After he finished speaking, his body exploded, turning into a thick black mist that rapidly spread in all directions.