As the control tower fell, the command system was destroyed and completely paralyzed, throwing the enormous fortress prison into chaos.
On top of that, countless inmates broke out of their cells, picked up the weapons scattered on the ground, and fought the guards who had oppressed them day after day, trying to seize control of the prison.
Even if Warden Morak somehow survived the riot, it would likely be impossible for the prison to return to how it had been before.
He had run out of money and could not even buy basic food and drinking water from outside. There was simply no way to maintain that already fragile regime of high-pressure rule. Collapse was practically inevitable.
The only question was whether the prison would ultimately fall into the hands of the guards or those vicious criminals.
If it was the latter, this place would likely become a new base for space pirates, who would use it as a center from which to raid planets and civilizations within hundreds of light-years.
Of course, none of that had anything to do with Allen anymore.
At this moment, he had already boarded a transport ship with the other Bounty Hunters and mercenaries, slipping away silently amid the chaos.
On the ship, the fish-headed alien looked at the target rescued by the Kree squad, becoming extraordinarily excited and thrilled.
Without even a moment's hesitation, he paid everyone the rewards he had promised on the spot, then launched a small spacecraft and departed.
As for who that woman was and why she had been sent to such a dangerous prison, no one was interested in asking.
Bounty Hunters and mercenaries worked for money.
As long as the reward was generous enough, they often did not even care who their employer was.
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